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Kickass222urmom
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Discord,Main 6,Original Character,Princess Celestia,Princess Luna,Human,Adventure,Comedy,Drama,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Death,Gore,Profanity,Sex,Violence
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Living The Dream
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When the world ends, a young man gets a chance to relive his life in the world of Equestria.
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incomplete
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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mature
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2012-08-28T00:00:23+00:00
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2012-08-28T00:00:23+00:00
| 3,188 |
Here, I'm busy today, but I'll give you a small chapter that leads up to Peter's party.
Hey, short chapter is better than no chapter, right?
Chapter 98
I walked into Dali's house, putting the box down that held Peter's present. I smiled, he's going to love his present.
Spark walked into the living room with his Spitfire plushie, "Hey dad."
I chuckled, "I see you still like your plushie."
His eyes widened and he put it behind him, "Uhhhh... no?"
I laughed and walked over, "There's no shame in it Spark."
He smiled and picked it back up, "Just don't tell Nova or Star Chaser.... especially Nova!"
I rumbled up his mane, "Don't worry buddy, I won't tell anypony."
He smiled happily, "Thanks dad!"
[Its time.]
{For what?}
[Time for Spark to see your memories.]
{Oh yell no!}
[Oh hell yes!]
{Dawn, talk him out of this!}
<MMMGGGHHH!>
{.... Why does he sound gagged?}
[Because he is! I've been waiting to show Spark this for a long time! CONTROL NOW!]
{Oh shit...}
I was suddenly forced to the back of my mind... really Break?
Break chuckled and looked down at Spark, "Hey Spark!"
Spark raised an eyebrow, "Dad?"
Break chuckled, "I am... to an extent. I'm Break, your dads badass conscience."
Spark cocked his head, "Your what?"
Break sighed and sat down in front of Spark, "Look, I don't really feel up to explaining, so I'll shorten it. Your dad has two consciences. Myself and a nerd named Dawn. We keep him sane and going. We're pretty much what keeps his emotions from running wild. But meh, we're not very good at our job."
Spark grinned, "Cool!"
Break chuckled and twisted around, "Twi! Come here please!"
A few moments later, Twilight walked into the room, "Yes Lan... Break?"
Break smiled, "Oh good, you know my voice. Anyways, could you send Spark into Lance's mind please?"
She raised an eyebrow, "Why?"
Break shrugged, "I don't know, Lance wanted to show him something."
{MMMGGGHHHHH!!}
Twilight glared slightly, "Okay..." Her horn began to glow and a bright light engulfed Break and Spark.
Seconds later, they were in my mind.
Spark looked around, "This is dads mind? Wow, its so empty."
Break laughed, "Tell me about it."
"MMGGHH!" I yelled through my gag.
Spark turned around to see me and Dawn tied together, back to back, "Why are they tied up?"
Break chuckled, "So they don't interfere. Do you want to see your dads memories?"
Spark jumped with happiness, "YES!"
Break smirked, "This way." He lead Spark over to the computer and sat down, "First, I'll show you your dads life back on Earth."
Spark smiled with excitement, "Really?!"
Break nodded as he put together a montage of memories, "Yep, be ready to see all of your dads happiest moments on Earth."
A few moments later, I was reliving all of the happiest moments of my life. (Very few)
After that, Break showed him memories of school, girlfriends, random movies I've watched, video games, all my pets, and everything else that has to do with normal life.
"Now, we move on to the more intense stuff." Break said with a smirk.
Oh fuck you Break!
Moments later, I began to relive all of the violent things I've seen... and done.
There was the time when four bullies beat me down with baseball bats, and the time when I was pushed off a hill and broke my legs, and many more. Then the memories of the fights began to come in. The time when Cody attacked me at the party, when Frederic's dad attacked us, the fights between me and Graze, and all the other violent fights I've been in... thank God Break left out the massacre at the school.
Spark gulped, "Dad did all that?"
Break nodded.
Spark hung his head, but then brought it back up with a big smile, "Dad is so awesome!"
Awww, I think I feel tears in my eyes. He thinks I'm awesome!
Break laughed loudly, "Now, before we leave... how about some of his personal time with your mom?"
Spark cocked his head, "What's that mean?"
I began to thrash around.
Break looked at me, "Oh fine, I won't show him that... I'LL JUST SHOW HIM THE RULE 34 TWILIGHT!"
Damn it!
Break typed in a few commands on the computer and started the memories of all the porn I'd seen of Twilight on the internet... whoa....
When it finished, Spark sat there with a blank face. But suddenly, he jumped back and began jumping around, "EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW! That's gross! Ewww! WHY?! How am I suppose to sleep in my mom and dads bed now?!"
Break was on his back laughing, "Deal with it!"
*Snap*
"BREAK!" I yelled as I broke through the ropes and pulled the gag out of my mouth.
He looked at me, "Oh damn!"
Before I could run at him, I felt myself leaving my mind.
Seconds later, I found myself back in the normal world.
Twilight looked at me confused, "So?"
I shrugged, "Meh, its all good. Right Spark?"
I looked at Spark to see him staring at Twilight with big eyes.
Twilight chuckled, "What is it honey?"
Spark began to back away, "Oh ummmm, nothing.... GOTTA GO!" He yelled as he grabbed his Spitfire plushie and ran out of the room.
Twilight looked at me, "What was that about?"
I smiled and shrugged, "Beats me."
{You're dead Break!}
[Okay dude!]
I sighed, "I'm going to eat real fast and take a shower. Meet me in bed?"
She giggled, "Sure, I'll be waiting."
I smiled happily as I made my way to the kitchen. Another night to look forward to!
<Yay! Tomorrow's Peter's birthday!>
[Meh.]
<Be nice!>
[Meh.]
<...>
[Dot dot dot is right!]
<What?>
[...I don't know dude...]
I chuckled and opened the fridge, "FOOD!"
Time to feast, get a shower, and then make friendship happen with Twilight! Oh yeah, I got a plan!
Headache, I gotta lay down now. I hope you enjoyed the short chapter.
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Kickass222urmom
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851
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Discord,Main 6,Original Character,Princess Celestia,Princess Luna,Human,Adventure,Comedy,Drama,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Death,Gore,Profanity,Sex,Violence
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Living The Dream
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When the world ends, a young man gets a chance to relive his life in the world of Equestria.
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incomplete
| 1,022 | 569 |
<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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mature
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2012-08-28T00:20:24+00:00
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2012-08-28T00:20:24+00:00
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Time to vote again!
Now, since tomorrow is the real chapter 100, I've been thinking about doing a large chapter. Meaning, it'll take two days to write. Should I do it? You'll have to go a full day without a update if I do. Your choice.
Chapter 99
"Faster Spark!" I yelled back as I continued to walk towards the library, Peter's gift in my hands.
"Coming dad!" Spark yelled back as he dropped the random rock he had stopped to look at.
I chuckled and walked up to the door. I could hear music coming from inside, and the voices of the others.
I opened the door and walked in, a smile on my face. The party was in full swing... thanks to Pinkie Pie of course.
She was hopping around, talking to everypony at the same time.
Spark ran past me and began jumping around crazily, "Yeah! PARTY!"
Pinkie Pie jumped in front of him, "Ow! You like to party?! ME TOO!"
Spark laughed, "You talk fast."
Pinkie Pie giggled, "I'm not talking fast. But I can show you! Watch this!" She began to take in a deep breath.
I quickly made my way past them, trying to avoid her explosion of talking.
[Run dude! I don't want to hear this!]
I chuckled and continued to walk away and towards Peter, who had his wing over Rarity as they stood side by side, watching all the bronies dance.
I walked over and held up the semi small box, "Hey Peter, got ya a present."
He smiled happily and reached out for it, "Thanks man!"
I pulled back, "You have to wait till you open your others first."
Rarity laughed, "Oh, its to late for that darling. He already opened the others. He couldn't wait."
Peter smiled sheepishly, "Yeah.... can I have it now?"
I chuckled and handed it to him.
He smiled and began to pull the paper off the box. When it was off, he opened it to reveal a small glass orb.
It's hard to find the right picture sometimes XD
He pulled it out and furrowed his brow, "Huh... what is it?"
I chuckled, "A memory orb." (Reference)
He raised an eyebrow, "A what?"
"A memory orb. You can put all your memories in it, and the reason I bought it for you is because it can also unlock forgotten memories. So, you know what that means?"
He shook his head, "No."
"You will be able to remember every song you've ever heard!"
He smiled excitedly, "Really?! That's awesome! Thanks man!" He said, raising his hoof.
I laughed and slammed my hand into his hoof... OUCH! Damn, I forgot hooves were so damn hard on the bottom!
I held my hand and looked around, "So, where's Omnius?"
Peter looked around and pointed to the center top of the stairs, "There he is."
I looked up and chuckled, "Is he about to..."
"Yep." Peter said with a chuckle.
Omnius stood on his hind legs and held his forelegs into the air, "YEAH! Crowd surfing!"
All the bronies stopped and began to cheer him on.
He yelled out with excitement and jumped off the stairs and towards the crowd of bronies.
The bronies quickly moved out of the way of him.
"I REGRET NOTHING!" He yelled as he slammed into the ground.
*THUD*
He rolled over and groaned, "I though you all were going to catch me!"
Vinetion laughed, "And what gave you that idea?"
He groaned again, "But you all cheered!"
David nodded, "Yeah, we cheered because we wanted to see you hurt yourself."
He chuckled, "Figures."
As he rolled over and began to stand up, I walked over, "Yo."
He looked up and chuckled, "Yo dude! How goes life?"
I shrugged, "You know, the usual. Getting my ass kicked and stuff like that."
Omnius laughed, "Same here... well, I'm the one doing the ass kicking, but you get my point."
[Hell yeah! Omnius is in the house!]
I chuckled and looked around, "So, why did you come back?"
He shrugged, "No idea, I just get sent where I'm needed."
Seems legit. "Cool story bro."
He glared playfully, "Quiet you!"
Omnius chuckled and looked past me, "Hey, turn around. Peter's about to do it."
"Do what?"
"Just turn around."
I turned to see Peter talking to Rarity, a small box held on his out stretched wing.
Is he.... WAY TO GO PETER!
I stepped closer to hear them.
"... And that's why I'm about to ask this important question." Peter said as he went to one knee and brought his wing forward. He then used his other wing to open the box, "Rarity, will you marry me?"
Rarity's mouth hung open, "Peter..."
[PREPARE!]
<For what?>
Rarity then let out a loud squeal... I think my ears are bleeding. Rarity jumped into Peter and hugged him tightly, "YES!"
He smiled and wrapped his wings around her.
All the bronies aww'd... Okay, I just lied, the girls aww'd, the guys either laughed or gagged... I aww'd... I need help.
Twilight walked up to my side and leaned against my legs, "So sweet."
I chuckled and went to my knees so I could put my arm over her, "Sure is... where's Spark?"
She shrugged, "I saw him and Nova leave a few minutes ago... should we be worried?"
I shook my head, "Nah, it's only Spark and a young Princess, what could go wrong?"
<... So much could go wrong.>
"Hey everyone! Look this way! Especially you Trixie!" Alexander yelled as he messed with a radio.
"What are you up to?" Grace asked in curiously.
"Watch!" He yelled with a smile. He looked at Trixie and smiled, "This is for you babe!" He twisted and hit a button on the radio.
He spun back around and began to sing, "Some people call me the space cowboy yeah
Some call me the gangster of love
Some people call me Maurice
Cause' I speak of the pompetous of love
People talk about me baby
Say I'm doin' you wrong, doin' you wrong
But don't you worry baby don't worry
Cause' I'm right here at home
Cause' I'm a picker
I'm a grinner
I'm a lover
And I'm a sinner
playin' my music in the sun
I'm a joker
I'm a smoker
I'm a mid-night toker
I get my lovin' on the run
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
You're the cutest thing that I ever did see
I really love your peaches
Want to shake your tree
Lovey dovey, lovey dovey, lovey dovey all the time
Ooh wee baby, I sure show you a good time
Cause' I'm a picker
I'm a grinner
I'm a lover
And I'm a sinner
playin'my music in the sun
I'm a joker
I'm a smoker
I'm a mid-night toker
I sure don't want to hurt no one
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
People keep talkin' about me baby
Say I'm doin' you wrong
Well don't you worry, don't worry, no don't worry mama
Cause' I'm right here at home
You're the cutest thing I ever did see
Really love your peaches want to shake your tree
Lovey dovey, lovey dovey, lovey dovey all the time
Come on baby now, I'll show you a good time."
When he finished, he bowed.
[Wow... his voice is not made for singing. HAHAHA!]
<Be nice!>
Trixie ran forward and wrapped her hooves around him, "Trixie loved the song!"
Wow... she's out of character, and yet, she retains her annoying way of speaking.
[Kill her with fire!]
<We're not going to kill her... no matter how much we want to!>
Peter walked past me, Rarity at his side, "Alexander! Hit the tunes! I want to dance with my wife to be!"
Alexander laughed happily, "Slow song coming up!"
I looked at Twilight and held out my hand, "Wanna dance madam?"
She giggled, "Yes... how will we do this?"
I shrugged, "We'll figure it out."
Ponyville, Spark's POV
Nova and I was walking down the darkened streets, talking about the Wonderbolt's.
"I heard they're going to perform at the next Galloping Gala!" Nova said with a squeal of delight.
I jumped at the news, "They are?! Awesome! I like Spitfire, who's your favorite?"
She tapped her chin, "Well, dad is always taking about Soarin', so I guess he is."
I nodded, "Yeah, Soarin' is awesome. But Spitfire is cooler! Oh! Did you hear that she is..."
"Look guys! It's the freak, and he has a filly with him!" Said a very familiar voice behind me.
Oh come on! Them again! I turned around to see Blitz and his two cronies. "What do you want?" I said in a shaky voice.
Blitz chuckled, "A little pay back."
I gulped and looked at Nova, then back at them, "Alright, do what you want. Just leave her alone."
Blitz laughed, "Oh? I think I know how to get our payback. Butch, Hardhoof, grab the filly."
Butch and Hardhoof began to walk forward.
Nova took a step back, forgetting her magic.
"Whoa! Blitz, she's a Alicorn!" Butch yelled back.
Blitz shrugged, "So? Just beat her, then we'll deal with the wimp."
Butch and Hardhoof smirked and continued forward, "Come here you foal!"
Something snapped in me, I suddenly felt enraged at their comments towards her, and their intentions!
When Butch neared her, he reached out with his hoof.
*POW*
Butch was sent flying when I suddenly slammed my hoof into his face.
Hardhoof jumped back in surprise, "Whoa!"
I glared at him and jumped for him. I slammed into him and brought him to the ground. Once I had him pinned, I began to repeatedly slam my hooves into his face.
*POW*
I slumped to the side after taking a hit to the face.
Blitz glared down at me, "I'm going to enjoy this!"
He jumped on me and began to hit me in the face over and over again. But, he wasn't ready for my next move.
I brought my hind legs up and wrapped them around his neck. I then pulled him backwards, causing his head to slam into the pavement.
I slowly stood and looked at the three badly hurt colts, "Don't you ever touch her!"
Blitz glared angrily, but nodded.
I walked over to Nova, who was standing there with a shocked face.
"Are you okay Nova?" I asked.
She nodded and gave me a large hug, "Thanks to you."
There goes my heart again... stupid wings!
She leaned back and gave me a thank you kiss on the cheek, "Thank you Spark. Now, lets get back to the party... I don't want to be out here any longer now."
I nodded, my cheek on fire and my heart going crazy.
We walked back to the party, me in a daze. I feel so light headed... but why?
XD That's the way to do it Spark! Beat the crap out of them, then just leave them in the middle of the streets at night XD
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Kickass222urmom
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851
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Discord,Main 6,Original Character,Princess Celestia,Princess Luna,Human,Adventure,Comedy,Drama,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Death,Gore,Profanity,Sex,Violence
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Living The Dream
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When the world ends, a young man gets a chance to relive his life in the world of Equestria.
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incomplete
| 1,022 | 569 |
<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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mature
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2012-08-28T00:22:46+00:00
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2012-08-28T00:22:46+00:00
| 4,873 |
You all decided on a long chapter, and on the universe that will be used in this chapter.
It may seem rushed in the beginning, but it was because I was up late during this part.
Also, sorry for the longer delay.
Let's get the 100th chapter rolling!
One last thing: I was playing the game and acting all this out to get a better feel of it XD Now you know why it took so long lol
Chapter 100
[And that's how I shake it!]
<Break! It's to early for your shit!>
{Yeah! I just got to sleep... what, an hour ago? And you just have to start singing!}
[Gotta love me.]
I sighed and rolled over in bed to look at the clock. Oh good, I had five hours of sleep... still not good enough! I need a minimum of twelve to function correctly!
I forced myself to jump out of bed, and picked up my pile of clothes... really? Who keeps cleaning them? Is it Twilight or Dali? I'm so confused right now.
I chuckled to myself and walked out of the room and towards the shower. Did I forget to mention that the showers here are only made for a pony? I have to take showers while sitting on my ass! Think about that for a minute will ya!
[... Who are you raging at?]
{... I don't even know...}
I walked into the bathroom and closed the door. I pulled my shirt off and looked in the mirror.
"What's up hot stuff?" I said with a smirk, looking at my reflection.
<You are so weird sometimes Lance.>
[Whoa! We're sexy and we know it!]
{Look at that body!}
[Lance, you just ruined the song!]
I chuckled and pulled down my boxers. I tossed them to the side and leaned into the shower to turn it on.
I twisted the nob and crawled into the shower... this is so degrading.
I leaned back and just relaxed, letting the warm water run down my body.
*Knock Knock*
"Occupied." I said with my eyes still closed and head tilted back.
After a few seconds, I heard the door open.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! DAD?! I didn't know you were in here! OH WHY?! Now I've seen both my parents naked!" Spark yelled as he tripped over himself trying to get out of the bathroom.
"I said occupied." I yelled back, a smirk on my face.
<Awww, we're scarring the young boy for life.>
[Yeah... But we're doing it like a boss!]
I laughed to myself as I finished up the shower and pulled on my fresh clothes... note to self, need fresh boxers.
After I had my clothes on, I went down stairs and ate a quick breakfast with Fawn and Dali.
Now, where has Twilight run off to?
Before I could ask Dali where Twilight was, I heard a knock at the door.
Fawn smiled and jumped off her chair, "I got it!"
I chuckled and pushed a biscuit into my mouth.
"Grandma!" I heard Fawn yell from the door.
Oh shit.
[Oh fuck.]
<Oh whore.>
[That's a new one.]
I sighed and quickly began to stuff my food into my mouth.
"Lance Greenfield! Chew for Christ sake!" My mom said when she walked into the kitchen, being led by a happy Fawn.
I picked up my orange juice and washed the food down, "Sorry about that."
She sighed and smiled, "Lance, I need you to do a big favor for me."
No... NOOOOO! Last time I did a 'favor' for her, I ended up playing a baby at a parenting class... why did she have to do the diaper change and everything?!
I shuddered at the memory, "Wh-what do you want me to do?"
She put on her best begging face, "Since Barehoof and I are about to get married, I want you and your brother to be there for it."
I raised an eyebrow, "But mom, we already found out he isn't even in this world. Remember? Right after Omnius left the first time, you asked the Princess and she told you he was in a world based off a video game."
She began to tap her hoof... not a good sign, "I don't care Lance. I know your friend Omnius can travel between dimensions. I want you to go and get your brother."
"But mom!" I whined.
She glared, "No buts! You're going to go and get your brother, or I'm going to move in with you."
That threat... Is she serious?
[Play it safe Lance, I don't want to live in the same house as her anymore!]
"Alright... I'll do it mom." I said reluctantly.
She smiled and clapped her hooves, "Thank you Lance! You don't know how much this means to me."
I forced a smile, "Yep..." I turned back and looked at my remaining food.
"Now." She said with a slightly annoyed tone.
"Now?" I questioned.
She glared, "Yes now!"
[Get a move on it Lance! She's going to go into rage mode!]
<Pissed off mom mode... that's worst than Breaking Dawn! RUN YOU FOOL!>
I jumped up and gave Fawn a quick pat on the head, "Stay fruity!"
<Lance... you just said the wrong thing... You meant to say, 'Love you, see you in a few days'.>
[HAHAHA! I made him say that!]
I ran towards the front door and saw Spark rocking back and forth on the chair, "Spark, you're the stallion of the house till I get back!"
He nodded in response.
I burst through the front door and began running for the palace.
Thirty two minutes later. Frederic's and Luna's room.
Omnius looked around, "Nice place.. but why am I here again?"
I looked up from the map, "You're the only person who can actually get us to my brother's world."
Omnius raised an eyebrow, "Brother?"
I chuckled, "Yeah, brother."
He walked over and looked the map over, "Never knew you had a bro."
I shrugged, "Yeah, I've just barely mentioned him."
Frederic walked back into the room with a second map, "Here's a smaller one, we'll use it once we're there."
I nodded and went back to studying the map.
"So, what world is he in?" Omnius asked, rubbing his goatee.
I bit my bottom lip, "Well... He's in the world of Dead Rising 2."
Omnius facehoofed, "Of course! It just has to be that place!"
Frederic frowned, "This is a bad idea Lance. You sure we have to go?"
I nodded sadly, "We have no choice... my mom gets what ever she wants... and if she doesn't... you better run like a little bitch."
Omnius chuckled, "I won't run, I'll take it like a man!"
"Yeah... till she takes your manhood away. Dude, I'm serious about that. She will rip it off!" Okay, maybe not, but you never know.
Omnius winched, "Ouch..."
I smirked and looked back at the map of the area Mark's in.
Omnius raised an eyebrow at the map, "Okay, where did you guys get that map?"
Frederic chuckled, "Uhh, magic dude. I just had Luna summon it from Lance's memory."
I smiled proudly.
Omnius nodded, "Legit." He then suddenly turned into his human self, "When do we move out?"
I shrugged, "The moment we're all ready."
"Ready!" Omnius yelled out.
"Been ready for the past half hour." Frederic said with a smile.
I popped my back, "I'm ready to kick some ass!"
.....
"So... what do we do now?" I asked as we all just stood around the small table.
Omnius smiled sheepishly, "I have no idea."
Frederic shrugged, "No clue."
I sighed, "Of fuck it, lets just go!"
Omnius smiled and struck a pose, "And the Traveler will get you there."
"What?" Frederic said with a smirk.
Omnius sighed, "Never mind." He popped his fingers, "And we go!"
We all suddenly surged forward and into a void like tunnel.
As we flew through it, I raised an eyebrow, "Cool?"
Omnius nodded and smiled, "Very cool."
A few moments later, we burst through what seemed like a blanket and landed on a concrete floor.
"Oh fuck! My elbow!" I yelled out, holding my hurt elbow.
Omnius rushed over to me and clamped a hand over my mouth, "Shut up! We're in enemy territory now!"
Oh... I forgot.
[You would forget.]
Frederic crawled over to us and peered over the small wall we were behind, "I don't see anything."
"Nothing at all?" Omnius asked.
Frederic frowned, "Well, if you don't count piles and piles of dead bodies, then no."
Piles of bodies?
I looked over the wall and gasped. There were very large piles of bodies all over the room. You couldn't even see the floor!
This is to much for me... and we've only been here a minute!
Omnius sighed, "They're humans, not zombies."
"What?!" Me and Frederic said in surprise.
He nodded with a sad expression, "I guess this is where they keep the dead."
I gulped and looked out over all the bodies, "Oh my..."
[Toughen up Lance!]
Omnius stood up and pulled out a small device.
I stood up and looked at it, "Uhh, what's that?"
He chuckled, "This? Oh, it's just my handy dandy PDA. I'm checking where we are right now."
Frederic walked over and looked at it, "So where are we?"
Omnius tapped in a few commands and raised an eyebrow, "Strange. It say's we're in the safe house..."
Frederic looked around, "Really? I would have never guessed it."
Omnius began walking forward, "Come on guys, I want to see if anyone's here."
Frederic and I nodded and followed behind him.
We walked through the whole area, but there was no one here. It was empty, only bodies occupied the area.
We all stopped at the stairs that lead downward and sighed, "This place is abandoned."
"Wouldn't they stay here?" Frederic asked.
I shrugged, "I don't know... I hope they just moved to a new area."
Omnius smiled, "Moved to a new area huh? That means it's time to kill some zeds!"
I smiled weakly. I don't think I can do it...
Omnius and Frederic walked down the stairs towards the vents that lead into the main part of Fortune City. I hesitated, actually scared of facing the undead.
Frederic looked up and smiled, "Come on Lance, I'll watch over you."
I forced a weak smile and walked down the stairs and watched as Omnius climbed into the vents, followed by Frederic.
[Get in there Lance!]
<You can do it Lance!>
I gulped and climbed into the vents.
Two minutes later
"Clear." Omnius called back to us as he pulled himself out of the vents and into the Machine Room.
Once we were all out of the vents and in the large room filled with machines, I had a sudden feeling of deja vu, weird... wait, that's right, I've played the game.
Omnius chuckled, "Nice, follow me you two, me and my blade will keep you safe."
"Blade?" Frederic questioned.
Omnius nodded and pulled a strange sword out of nowhere, "My Travelers Blade, goes with me where ever I go."
I nodded in approval, I'll just let him take care of the zombies.
Omnius began to walk forward, "Lets find your brother and get the hell out of here."
We followed after him.
As we climbed the stairs, I had a thought. "Hey guys, if its been about eleven months since the rapture, shouldn't all the zombies be dead?"
Frederic looked at me as we passed the double doors, "What do you mean?"
I shrugged and looked at the open maintenance room, which was empty of all supplies, "Well, think about it. The people who came here should have killed off all the zombies. They've had enough time, right?"
Omnius shrugged, "I don't know. There was a lot of dead bodies back there. But, they may have..."
We all went silent as we turned the corner and saw that the double doors at the end were open. But that's not what made us stop, it was the semi-large crowd of zombies that stopped us.
"... Forget my theory." I said quietly.
I began to breath heavily. I always thought I could do something like this... I thought wrong.
[Lance, be strong! For your friends!]
{I can't! I just can't!}
Omnius stepped forward, "I got this. You two, find something to defend yourselves with."
Frederic nodded and ran back the way we came. I just stood there, having an internal fight with myself.
What do I do?! I can't fight them, but I have to! If I don't, my friends could die! Think Lance!
Frederic doubled back and began to pull me after him, "Come on Lance!"
I nodded and allowed him to pull me towards the small supplies closet.
Inside was nothing of use, unless you counted a mop as a weapon.
None the less, Frederic picked it up and broken the bottom part off, leaving only the broom stick.
Frederic tossed it to me and sighed, "Well, at least we have one weapon..."
I looked at the wooden pole in my hand and shook my head, "Here, you can have it."
He smiled, "No Lance, you need it more."
I gulped, "No, I insist... just take it."
He furrowed his brow and took the broom handle, "Are you okay Lance?"
I gave a small nod, "Yeah, just fine. Why do you ask?"
He raised an eyebrow, "Let's get back to Omnius."
I let him walk past me before running my sleeve across my forehead, am I this scared? Wow...
I followed Frederic out of the supplies closet and back to the double doors. Once there, we saw Omnius slashing through the body of a female zombie with his Travelers Blade.
He twisted around and slashed his sword across another's neck, taking the head off.
"Wow... he's good." Frederic said in awe as we watched him take out the entire crowd. Frederic looked at the broom stick and frowned, "And I was proud of this..."
After a few seconds, the last one fell, leaving a smirking Omnius, "To easy."
I clapped my hands quietly, "Good job... now, what about the rest?"
Omnius looked around to see many more small crowds of zombies walking around. "Well... that sucks."
<... Lance, you played the game. Do what you do when you can't fight.>
[Run like a bitch!]
Frederic beat me to giving the obvious answer, "Couldn't we just run past them, they are walkers after all."
Omnius snapped his fingers, "Of course!"
I smiled, "I'm down with that." At least this way I don't have to kill anything.
I was the first to take off running. Frederic and Omnius followed my lead.
I sprinted past the first crowd easily, but the next one was larger and more compact. I began to weave my way through the crowd, knocking the ones that got in my way to the side.
Behind me, I could hear Omnius breathing heavily as he swung his sword at the ones that blocked his path. I could hear the thuds of Frederic's broom stick as he slammed it into the undead.
Finally, after many close calls, I burst through the crowd and onto the other side, which had less zombies.
As I sprinted towards the stationary escalators, I caught a glimpse of a mirror or something reflecting the light on the second floor. Oh shit...
I stopped and raised my hands, "Wait!"
*Bang*
The zombie in front of me fell to the floor, missing the side of its head.
I looked up to the second floor and saw a young man standing up, a rifle held in front of him, "Run you idiot!"
I snapped out of my trance and sprinted forward, the others close behind me.
As we ran, I could hear the man firing, taking out a few zombies before they could get in our path.
We reached the escalators and began to run up them. At the top stood another man, a pump action shotgun held in his hands.
He stepped to the side and allowed us to run past him. He then stepped back in place and began to fire downward at the zeds that tried to follow us up.
I stopped running when I reached the wall and I leaned against it, trying to catch my breath.
A third young man, this one holding an assault rifle, walked up to us, "What are you retards doing?! You know it's not safe to be walking around on the first floor!"
Frederic took in a breath of air, "Yeah, we know... now."
The man looked us over, "Wait... I've never seen you three. You all look... clean."
Oh come on! Give us a break!
Omnius stood and put his blade on his back, "Yeah, we've been stuck in a locker room this whole time."
The man shifted the rifle and raised an eyebrow, "Yeah? Well, I don't believe you."
"We're actually looking for someone." I said, trying to lure the conversation away from us.
The mane shifted his gaze to me, "That so? Who are you looking for then?"
"Mark Greenfield." I said, standing up straight.
The man chuckled, "I see."
"Do you know where he is?" I asked hopefully.
The man smirked, "Now, why would I tell you that?"
I sighed, "I'm his brother."
The man did a double take, "Brother?! You mean you're the little brother he's been talking about?!"
I smiled brightly, they do know where he is! "Yes! That's me!"
The man smiled, "Lance Greenfield?"
I nodded and held out my hand, trying to be friendly, "And you?"
"Jason Whit." He said while shaking my hand.
He then pointed behind himself, at the guy with the scoped rifle, "That's my little brother, Jed Whit."
Omnius pointed to the other man, "And what about him?"
Jason chuckled, "Him? He's never given us a name, he just told us to call him Doc."
"Why?" Frederic asked.
Jason shrugged, "Beats me. He's pretty silent."
I held up a hand, "Wait, so do you know where Mark is?"
Jason nodded with a slight frown, "Yeah... but it's on the other side of the City. At the Yucatan Casino."
I sighed, "Well shit, nothings ever easy for us."
Jason chuckled, "Hey, it's a good thing he's over there doing what he's doing."
I raised an eyebrow, "And what is he doing?"
Jason smiled, "Well, you see, we think we've figured out why the zombies keep coming. Because, every time we clear an area, they always move back into it after we leave. But, thanks to our tech guy, we think we've got it pinned. All we have to do is get into the underground tunnels and locate that lab. Once we're there, we can look into all the data."
Omnius stroked his goatee, "Hmmm, then why aren't you helping him?"
Jason held up a hand, "Whoa, there's a reason. We're split up into three teams. My team, Trey's team, and Mark's team. My team is guarding the safe house, and Trey's team is keeping watch over the strip, keeping as many zombies away from Mark's team as they can."
I looked around, "Well, could you take us two Mark?"
He sighed, "No can do buddy. That would require my team abandoning the post."
Frederic rubbed his chin, "Couldn't you just send someone with us to guide us?"
Jason looked around nervously, "Well... *Sigh* I guess." He turned and yelled to his brother, "Jed, go tell the others to post more guards out here, we're going to lead those three to Mark's team."
Jed stood and saluted before running into a barricaded store.
Jason looked back at us, "Now, tell me the truth. We're have you three been this whole time?"
Frederic spoke up, "Fine, we've been hiding in a back room."
Jason chuckled, "Couldn't handle the zombies, huh?"
"Guess not." I said sheepishly.
Jason smirked and turned, "Well, I guess we'll have to keep a watch over you three. Wouldn't want you all to die, now would we?"
I raised an eyebrow, but followed.
He lead us to the door that lead into the barricaded store. He held up his hand and walked in.
A few minutes later, he came out with his brother and a bag, "Here, you'll need better weapons. Sadly, all we have is crappy pistols for you to use."
Frederic stepped forward and pulled out a cheap looking pistol and shrugged, "A weapons a weapon."
Omnius shook his head, "Nah, I'll stick to my blade."
I gulped and reached in and pulled out one. It felt heavy in my sweaty hands.
[Hell yeah! We got a gun!]
<Oh yeah, a noise maker...>
[Shut up! I'm going to enjoy killing those undead freaks!]
{I'm not killing any of them... It's like killing people.}
[Lance, you're a pussy.]
I shrugged off Break's comment and looked around, "So, who's going to take us there?"
Jason dropped the bag and smiled, "Me and Jed will be taking you. And maybe Doc, if he chooses too."
Doc looked over at us from his position, "Can I kill some bastards?"
Jason chuckled, "You know you can."
Doc smiled and fired off another shot downward.
Jason adjusted the strap on his assault rifle and smiled, "You noobs ready?"
Noobs? Yep... he's a gamer. "Yeah, I guess we're ready."
He made his way to the escalators and talked silently to Doc. Jed was slowly making his way that way.
Omnius turned to us and furrowed his brow, "Does this seem... to easy to you guys?"
I nodded slowly, "Yeah... It does seem to easy... Should we be worried?"
Frederic rubbed his chin, "I don't know. I think we should keep an eye on them, just in case."
"You guys coming? Or are you just going to stand around?" Jed yelled as they all began to descend the escalators.
Omnius nodded to us and began walking after them, Frederic and I followed after him.
Jason's group lead us down to the first floor and through the large crowd. Luckily, the crowd wasn't to close together, so it was easy to get past them all without getting to close.
When we reached the doors that lead outside, Jason turned and looked at us, "Okay, when we get out there, stay close. Trey's team is positioned on top of the Yucatan Casino, and will shot anything that moves. We'll.." He raised his rifle and fired off a short burst at a single zombie stumbling over to us, "We'll, wave the red cloth, which is the signal not to shoot. Got that?"
We all nodded in response.
"Okay, let's do this." Jason said, pushing open the door.
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Frederic ducked behind the over turned trash bin, already halfway to the Yucatan Casino.
Lance and Omnius was next to him, both waiting for Jason to give the signal.
There were a few zombies stumbling around, all the others lay in heaps on the ground. Trey's team must be great shots to take all of them out.
Jason pulled a red shirt out of his pocket and stood up from his cover. He then began to wave it back and forth.
Seconds later, he smiled, "Okay, I think they saw it."
Lance exhaled, "Good, can we move forward now? I kinda want to get to my brother before something happens... again."
Jason stashed the shirt back into his pocket and stepped out of cover, "Yeah, feel free to move forward."
Lance stood, "Finally, come on guys."
Wow, Lance is getting jumpy...
Frederic stood and faced Lance as he walked around the trash bin, "Wait up Lance, I don't want you to get bitten."
Lance stopped and turned to face Frederic, "Don't worry dude, I'm going to be fine. I'm more worried about you and..."
*Bang*
Lance's head snapped to the side as blood splattered across the trash bin and Frederic.
Frederic stood there shocked as Lance fell to the ground, blood seeping from a bullet hole in his head.
Jason began yelling, trying to get the sniper teams attention.
Omnius yelped in shock at seeing Lance's body.
Frederic fell to his knees, kneeling beside Lance. Tears streaking down his face. His closest friend... was dead.
Doc walked over and kneeled down next to Lance's body.
Frederic lashed out, "Stay back! Just... stay back."
Doc kept a blank expression as he put two fingers to Lance's neck.
Frederic tried to push him away, "Stop! Don't you touc..."
"He's alive." Doc said simply.
"He's alive... but how?" Frederic asked, very confused.
Doc reached down and slowly tilted Lance's head to the side, "The bullet only hit right eye."
"What?" Omnius asked as he kneeled down next to them.
"The bullet went in at a angle, a centimeter to the left. It then came out of his eye..."
"How do you know that?" Frederic asked.
Doc smiled, for the first time, "I'm a military doctor. This is my field of expertise."
"Can you help him?" Frederic asked hopefully.
Doc's smiled changed to a frown, "I'm afraid there's nothing I can do. We don't have that kind of medical supplies left."
Frederic put his face in his hands, hopeless.
"I can though." Omnius said.
Frederic looked up, "How?"
Omnius took a deep breath, "Watch."
He took a deep breath and raised his hands. He began to rub them together, causing a small glow to form on them.
"Whoa." Jed said behind them.
Omnius slowly lowered his hands onto Lance's face, letting the glow spread over his head. Omnius began to breath heavily as he forced more and more of his energy into the very special spell he had learned long ago.
Seconds later, he fell back, breathing heavily.
Lance, however, began to stir. He opened his left eye and blinked, "What the..." His hand suddenly shot up to his face, feeling the empty spot where his eye use to be.
His eye widened, but before he could scream, Frederic put a hand over his mouth, "Omnius! What did you do?!"
Omnius sat up slowly and rubbed his head, "I cleaned the wound and stopped the bleeding... I couldn't close it though..."
Frederic gulped and looked down at Lance, looking like he was in shock, "Lance, I'm going to remove my hand. Please don't scream."
Lance looked at him and slowed his breathing.
Frederic removed his hand and exhaled when Lance remained silent, "Okay, good. Come on Omnius, help me carry him."
Omnius nodded and bent down to pick up Lance.
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<Remain calm Lance. Keep your breathing steady, don't freak out because you no longer have your right eye.>
[OH MY GOD! WE LOST OUR EYE!]
<So much for keeping calm...>
Frederic and Omnius was carrying me towards the Casino while the others provide cover.
How did this happen? Why my eye?! And my right eye! FUCK!
I actually felt like crying. I might when I get back home.
There was a bandage wrapped around my head, covering my right eye.
As we passed a store, I looked at the glass to see my reflection. I let out a small chuckle at how I looked with the bandage wrapped around my head.
[That's it, just laugh it off Lance!]
I let my head roll back lazily. I closed my eye and tried to relax.
Very soon, I heard the sounds of doors opening.
Huh, guess we're here.
"Stop right there!" Said a very familiar voice.
"Whoa! Lower your weapon!" Jason said as he walked in.
"What?! Jason, why are you here?"
"We were escorting someone here to meet you." Jason said.
"Who? There's no one left to.... Lance.... Oh my God! What happened to him?! How did he get here?!"
I opened my eyes to see Mark standing next to me. Frederic and Omnius must have laid me down... how did I miss that?
"Hey Mark." I said, trying to stay calm against the pain.
Mark was frantically looking me over, "Was he bit?"
"No, shoot." Jed said sadly.
"Shoot... oh no, it was Trey's team, wasn't it?" Mark said, looking sadden and worried.
"Yes." Jason said lowering his head. "I don't think they saw the signal..."
"Damn it..." Mark said, tightening his grip on his assault rifle.
Omnius cleared his throat, "There is no need to worry. I was able to stop the bleeding and clean the wound."
Mark looked at him and forced a small smile, "Thanks for that... Who are you?"
Omnius smiled, "Nathan, but you can call me Omnius, the Traveler of Good."
Mark chuckled, "Alright then, good to meet you Omnius."
Omnius did a small bow, "And it's a pleasure to meet you, brother of Lance."
I chuckled lightly.
Frederic held out his hand, "It's nice to meet you Mark, I'm Frederic."
Mark smiled and shook his hand, "Good to meet ya too."
Jason cleared his throat to get everyone's attention, "So Mark, how goes the mission?"
Mark became serious, "We're still cutting through the entrance to the underground passages. Someone's wielded them all shut."
Jason cursed, "How long?"
"Ten more minutes, and we'll be through." Mark said, adjusting the strap on his weapon.
Jason nodded, "Good." He then turned to Doc and Jed, "Alright, we're going to join up with them, I don't think it's safe to be out there anymore..."
I lifted my head and looked out the door to see a large crowd forming... but how?
"What the hell! I thought Trey's team was keeping them thinned out!" Mark said as he lifted a walkie talkie to his mouth, "Trey, why have you stopped firing?!"
There was a sound of static before a answer came through, "We just shot a friendly human... We're pulling back."
"No!" Mark yelled into the mic, "Stay up there, he's alive, don't worry about him!"
"Fine..." Then static.
Mark looked down at me and held out his hand, "Can you stand Lance?"
I reached up and allowed him help me stand, "Yeah, I think I can." Oh man, I feel so off balanced with out my right eye.
[It's your own damn fault!]
{I know...}
Mark put his hand on my shoulder, "Come here Lance, I want you to meet someone."
"Who?" I questioned as he lead me through the Casino to the back room where the cashiers use to hand out the chips.
When we walked in, I could see a nice computer set up with a few people at the computers.
Mark walked over to one computers where a girl his age sat, "Lance, this is Jordan, my fiancee."
Wait... what? She's his... Way to go Mark!
She looked up at me and smiled, "Hey. I haven't seen you around here."
I chuckled, "Oh, we've kinda been in hiding."
Mark gestured to me, "Jordan, this is Lance, my little brother."
She smiled and stood up, "It's nice to finally meet you Lance. Your brother here has been talking about you a lot."
Mark chuckled and put a arm over her.
"So, you two are engaged?" I asked.
She nodded, "Yep, for about a month now. We've been planning on getting married, but it's kinda hard when with all the killing and stuff."
Mark shrugged, "Yeah, plus, we've been working on setting up this mission for a while, and right now, that's more important."
Behind me, I could hear the others coming into the large room.
"Those zombies are starting to pile up against that door Mark, I don't know how much longer they'll hold." Jed said.
Mark waved his hand, "Aw, don't worry about that. They've held for a long time, they're not going to break now."
"Yeah, but there's a lot more of them out there this time..." Jason stated.
Mark sighed, "Well, it doesn't really matter, we should be..."
"Mark! We got it!" A teenager yelled as he ran into the room.
Mark twisted around, "You did?"
The teenager smiled, "Sure did. We're ready to move out when you are."
Mark smiled, "Good." He then turned to Jordan, "You know what to do, right?"
She nodded and sat down, "Monitor the tunnels and keep up constant communications with your team."
Mark chuckled, "Exactly." He turned to me and the others, "You six want to tag along?"
Jason laughed slightly, "What, go down into the most dangerous place here? Meh, sure. I've been itching to mow down a few hundred zombies for a while."
Omnius also nodded, "Yeah, we're in also, right Lance?"
I looked around, I still didn't want to have to kill anything... but I'll have to get over that, "Yes, we're gonna help them."
Mark gave me a brotherly hug and looked me over, "Do you have a weapon?"
I reached down to my waist band and... felt nothing. Damn it! It must have fallen out! "Uhhh, I did, but I think I lost it."
He sighed and reached behind him and pulled a pistol from his belt, "Here, you can have mine. Just don't lose it, okay?"
I chuckled, "I won't, promise."
He gave a nod and began walking for the door, "If you're coming, you may want to hurry, or we'll leave you."
Jason and his two teammates began to follow him, I also began, but Frederic stopped me, "Lance, I thought we were only here to bring him back! Not help them with a suicidal mission!"
I sighed, "I know Frederic, but I can already tell he's not going to leave until this mission is over... and we're also going to have to take Jordan with us. Because I know he won't leave her behind."
Frederic rubbed his face, "This day just keeps getting better, huh?"
I gave a shrug and followed after everyone else.
Mark lead all of us down out of the room with the vault and computers and to the right. We walked past a few columns and into a area with two elevators. But, Mark kept walking and down towards the restrooms.
"Huh, elevators?" Frederic said as we pasted them.
"Don't work, already tried." Mark said as he rounded the corner, heading for the men's bathroom. But instead of walking into it, he kept going, heading for a grey door. Beside the door was another man, also armed with an assault rifle.
He and Mark exchanged a few words before they both walked through the door. I was the first one of my group and Jason's group to walk in.
When I passed the first door, I saw 'AUTHORIZED PERSONNEL ONLY' written on the wall with 'NO SMOKING' under it.
I turned to the left to see another room, this one had what looked to a hole with a ladder in the floor. There were four people in the room, Mark and the guy from the door, plus to others.
Mark nodded to one of them and turned to face me, "It's a good thing you guys came when you did, I don't know if my small team would have made it down there."
I smiled weakly, scared to death of going down that hole, "Yeah, I guess we're all lucky."
[Let's kick some ass!]
<Let's hide...>
Everyone else behind me walked into the room and began to talk tactics. Only Frederic and Omnius stayed beside me.
"Is this really a good idea Lance?" Frederic asked.
I looked at him, "No, but I think we'll be fine."
Omnius put a hand on my shoulder, "We're more worried about you than ourselves. You lost your right eye, and that's the worst one to lose sometimes."
I gulped, I just realized that I used my right eye to aim... oh shit. Well, it's to late to correct that mistake, gotta move on.
Mark turned to us and waved us over, "Hurry up you three, we're going down."
The men in the room began to climb down the ladder, each slinging their weapon onto their back.
Once everyone in the room was through the hole, Omnius jumped in after them, followed by Frederic. I was left to stand there alone.
<Come on Lance, you can do it! Do it for them!>
I gulped and walked over and climbed down the ladder.
Once at the bottom, I could see we were in a tunnel of sorts, a train tunnel. On the tracks was a large cart with a blue tarp over it. To my right was another maintenance room, but everyone else was going left, towards a golf cart of sorts.
They were looking it over and talking about who rides in it. As I neared, Mark pointed at me, "Lance should rid in the back with his two friends. Jason and Jed can drive, the rest of us will be on foot."
Oh great, am I getting spacial treatment since he's my brother?
Omnius climbed in the back and held up his sword, "Come on every one!"
Frederic jumped in and held his pistol in front of him. I sighed and followed their lead and jumped in.
Jason and his brother climbed up front while everyone else circled around the vehicle.
Mark gave the signal to move forward and the vehicle surged forward and down the ramp.
I looked around at all the zombies and.... HOLY SHIT! It's like a fucking pool! I can't even see the ground in some parts!
Jed leaned out of the cart's passenger side and began firing his assault rifle on single shot, scoring head shots, only missing a few times.
The others soon followed his lead and began firing at the crowd of flesh. The vehicle was moving slowly, trying to keep pace with the others.
Frederic was looking down the sights of his pistol, taking a shot from time to time. Omnius was standing up holding his sword at the ready. Me, I was sitting there in shock.
"SHIT!" Jason yelled from the front when we hit a fat zombie.
The cart stopped suddenly, the fat zombie jammed under it, keeping it from moving.
"Everyone out, now!" Mark yelled as he pulled me from the cart, still firing his rifle.
I stood up and looked around me. Everyone was in a semi circle around the immobile cart, firing at the large crowd of zombies that was forming around us.
[This is just our luck!]
{I know... we're all going to die.}
[FIGHT BACK!]
{No!}
[Fine! I'll do it for you!]
{Break! No!}
Suddenly, my arm shot up, pointed the pistol at the crowd that was slowly closing in around us.
*BLAM* *BLAM*
(My sound effects need some work XD )
Two zombies fell to the ground with a bullet hole in each of their heads.
[See?! Nothing to it!]
I sighed, fine, I'll do this... but only because they're already dead and I want to help my friends!
I brought the pistol back up and began to fire.
*BLAM BLAM BLAM BLAM*
Four more fell, the other two just staggered after getting hit in the chest or shoulder. Shit, need to work on my aim.
Suddenly, the sounds of a machine gun on automatic filled the air, it was soon followed by more.
I turned to see everyone else firing into a certain part of the crowd, clearing a path for us.
As soon as there was a gap in the crowd, Mark yelled out, "Run!"
We all ran down the very small gap of the crowd as it began to converge on us again.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Some one screamed from behind, but I didn't turn to see who. I was to scared!
"WAIT WAIT WAIT NOO-AHHHHhh!" Another screamed
When I came out on the other side of the crowd, I kept running. Up ahead, I could see a platform. Thank God!
"Lark! Noooo!" Someone screamed. A second later, I could hear him screaming out in pain.
Once I reached the platform, I slammed into it at top speed and pulled myself up, ignoring the pain in my chest from the impact.
I looked back the way I cam to see everyone running, the crowd very close behind. Beyond the main crowd was three smaller ones, each bent down and surrounding something... oh no.
Please, please don't be my friends!
For once, luck was on my side, because Frederic and Omnius were the first ones to climb onto the platform, followed by Mark and the two brothers. Doc was the last one to pull himself up.
But the other three, the ones names I do not know, were not among them.
[This is like a fucking video game! I mean come on! Those three guys meant nothing to us, and we didn't even know their names! It's like in a game when they kill off the unimportant people, so the main characters can move along!]
{....}
Jason hung his head, "We already lost three... three of my friends."
Mark sighed and rubbed his face. He pulled out his walkie talkie and pressed the bottom, "Jordan, how many are between us and the lab?"
A burst of static, "Not many. A few large groups, but you can easily pass them with out getting close."
"Thanks babe." Mark said as he put the walkie talkie back on his belt.
Jason straightened up, looking determined, "You guys ready?"
Jed whipped his sleeve across his face, "Yeah, I'm ready."
Mark pulled the clip out of his gun and sighed, "Anyone have a spare? I'm almost out."
Doc opened his satchel and tossed one to him, he then tossed one to Jason and Jed.
Once they were all done reloading, Mark pointed down the tunnel, "You guys ready for this?"
We all responded yes and followed him off the platform and onto the tracks.
The undead quickly turned towards us and began to stumble our way.
Mark began to sprint ahead, followed by everyone else.
I was starting to have trouble keeping up, but Frederic and Omnius were beside me, keeping pace with me.
We were able to easily pass all the zombies, but they were now following us. Not good if we get cornered.
Up ahead, I could see a red light flashing.
"Finally!" Omnius said as he slashed his sword across a zombie who had stumbled a bit to close.
"Hurry up!" Mark yelled as he reached the large metal doors. He pulled out his walkie talkie and began to talk into it.
When I was closer, I could hear him saying, "... Password?"
He removed his finger from the button and seconds later came a response, "Forty two, thirty nine, fourteen, seventy five, sixty nine."
"Got it." He yelled into it as he put it in his pocket.
I ran up beside him and watched him put it in wrong, "Damn it!"
Doc and Jason were firing their weapons into the oncoming crowd, trying to buy us more time. Jed was at the door, his back to it.
Mark tried again, and failed. He cursed and punched the code in again. This time, it beeped in approval.
He smirked and looked at me as the doors began to open, "See Lance, gotta have steady..."
"AHHHHHH!" Jed screamed out.
We all looked his way to see two zombies latched onto him, ripping at his flesh.
"NOOO!" Jason yelled as he spun around and fired off a short burst into one of them.
He charged forward and slammed the butt of the rifle into the others head, knocking it to the side.
He then bent down to his bloodied brother and reached out.
"You should do him a favor and kill him now, instead of letting the infection take over." Doc said as he walked towards him.
Jason choked back tears and pulled out his pistol, "Remember when we use to play on the farm? You and me, riding horses and running through the fields. Those were the days, huh?" He put the pistol under Jed's chin, "Remember how mom would always bake the same thing every morning? And how we would always complain? Life was good... and your life is about to get even better... I promise."
I turned away.
Seconds later, a single gunshot was heard.
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*BLAM*
I fired off another shot towards the entrance to the lab.
We were on top of a catwalk like platform and were firing down at the on coming zombies. Luckily, we were holding out. But it was taking Jason and Doc a long time to get that information.
Mark stood up after reloading and fired off a few shots, "They better hurry up!"
Frederic stood and fired Jed's assault rifle, "I know! It shouldn't take this long!"
While they were firing, I could hear the static of Mark's walkie talkie, and someone screaming Mark.
"Mark! I think someone's trying to contact you!" I yelled as I fired off another shot, hitting a zombie in the shoulder.
Mark pulled it off his belt and held it to his mouth, "What?"
Static for a few seconds, "Mark?! We have a problem!"
Mark's facial expression changed to one of worry, "A problem? What kind of problem?"
"The walkers! They've broken through the front doors... I don't know how much longer our door will hold out."
"Stay where you are! I'm coming back to you." Mark said taking a step towards the stairs.
"NO! Mark, it's already to late. There's to many of them..."
Mark's fist clenched shut tightly, "Jordan, don't say that. Tell the others to get the vault door open and..."
"We can't remember? We've tried... Mark, I love you."
Mark choked back his sobs, "I love you too. You can make it out of this, just tell Loraine to work on the vault!"
"We both know that's..." *Bang*
We all looked at the walkie talkie as screams could be heard... then nothing.
Mark fell to his knees, helpless, "Jordan..."
I put my hand on his shoulder, "I'm sorry."
He spun around and stood to his feet, "Sorry? You're sorry! You don't have a fucking clue what kind of pain I'm going through right now!"
I held back tears, "No..."
"I got it!" Jason yelled as he ran back to us, followed by Doc.
Mark forced himself to calm down and looked at him, "Good."
Jason came to a stop, "What's his problem?"
I looked at him, "Jordan and the rest of his team is dead."
Jason looked shocked, "What? But... how?" He then hung his head, "I knew we should have done something about those doors!"
Omnius walked up to him, "There was no way you could have known."
Jason sighed, "I don't care, I still should have done something."
"GUYS!" Frederic yelled as he shot off his last bullet.
Down below us, the a small group of zombies were already at the stairs, moving up towards us.
"Well fuck." I said as I fired off another bullet, this time hitting one in the gut.
Mark stood there, staring at the zombies. He lifted his rifle and began to unload the entire magazine into the small oncoming crowd. I grabbed him and pulled him back, "Mark! Stop!"
He knocked me off of him and charged the last two remaining zombies that had survived his onslaught of bullets.
He slammed into one, knocking it to the ground, he then tossed his rifle into the air and caught it by the barrel. He then slammed it into the second zombies head, causing it to fall to the floor.
He stood over it and began to slam the butt of the rifle into its head, over and over again. Behind him, the first zombie was pulling it's self back up.
My eyes widened in surprise, "Mark!" I raised my pistol.
*BLAM BLAM BLAM CLICK CLICK*
The two bullets missed completely, but the third slammed into it's knee, forcing it to the ground.
SHIT! How can I be out of ammo?!
Mark twisted around and slammed the rifle into its head, caving it in.
Frederic walked past me, his head hung, "Today just keeps getting better and better."
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I trudged up the escalators, carrying Jason. Damn it! Why did he have to jump off that damn platform?!
<*Sigh* At least he wasn't bitten, right?>
[Yeah, at least...]
We were all almost back to their base, or safe house. We had meet up with Trey's team leaving the Casino, luckily, no one else was hurt while coming back. Mark had remained silent the whole time.
Mark and the others were already ahead of me, most already entering the building.
When I neared, Frederic told Mark to wait. Doc walked over to me and took Jason off my back and walked off for the building.
Mark looked at us, "What?"
I walked up and sighed, "Mark, the real reason you've never seen us is because we've been in another world."
He raised an eyebrow, "What?"
"Another dimension." Omnius answered.
Mark looked at us like we were crazy, "There's no way."
I rubbed my hands together, "Mom wants you to come with us so you can be at her wedding."
He looked at me dumbfounded, "Mom's getting married... No, wait, there's no way she's here also... and getting married!"
I sighed again, "Look, Mark, we're from another world! We only came here to get you!"
He crossed his arms, "Alright then, show me."
I nodded, "Alright, but I think you should tell them you're leaving."
He rolled his eyes, "Fine, but this will only make me a laughing stock."
As he walked into the building, Omnius snickered slightly, "Boy, is he in for a surprise."
I nodded with a chuckle.
A few moments later, he walked out and yawned, "Let's get this little thing over with. I'm ready to try and sleep."
I looked at Omnius and nodded.
He smirked and clapped his hands together for effect.
We were all suddenly swept up into that same void like tunnel.
"WHAT THE FUCK!" Mark yelled as he looked around himself.
I laughed, Mark almost never cussed, and when he did, it means he's either pissed, or confused.
"Told ya!" I yelled back.
*Whoosh*
We all flew out of it and slammed into the ground. Hard.
I sat up and held a hoof to my head.... HOOF! Fucking awesome! I'm a fucking pony again!
[FUCK YEAH! We're back bitches!]
<How are we a pony again?>
[Who cares? We're a fucking pony again!]
I looked around and saw Frederic, he was also a pony again... well, Alicorn. Omnius was also a pony again, even though he can change his form.
But then I saw Mark. He was a grey Earth pony with a neon blue mane and tail. His mane was long and straight, and his tail had a rusty red streak going through it. His eyes were light blue, and he had a rusty read coloring around his mouth.
Mark sat up and rubbed his head, "Could have warned me about the hard impact!"
I chuckled, waiting for him to open his eyes and see his body.
"Lance, where did you get the eye patch?" Frederic asked as he stood up.
"Eye patch? What do you..." I lifted a hoof to my face, "I'll be damned, where did that come from?"
"OH MY GOD!" Mark yelled out as he looked at his forelegs, "I'm a fucking horse!"
I laughed, "Well duh, this is Equestria after all."
He looked at me, "Lance?"
I struck a pose, "The one and only!"
He sighed, "I should have known you would have chosen this place to live... wow, just wow. And now I'm here? Damn."
Omnius was relaxing on his back, a smile on his face, "This gonna be good."
Mark looked at him, "What is?"
"When you see Lance's wife and kids." Omnius said before chuckling.
Mark looked at me and raised an eyebrow, "Wife and kids? You had sex with a pony?"
I smiled sheepishly, "Yeah... But I'm a pony too, so no harm done."
He facehoofed, "I'm going to regret coming here, aren't I?"
I shook my head, "Oh no, you'll love it here, after a while."
He sighed, "Where is your house... I just have to see your kids. I beat they turned out just like you."
I smiled, "Thanks."
"That wasn't a complement bro." He said with a smirk.
I chuckled happily, looks like he still has his sense of humor.
[Let's get a move on! I want to see Twi!]
<That's a first. Break, the badass, misses Twilight.>
[... Fuck you Dawn.]
And done! Hell yeah, that was a lot of work!
Also, here's what Lance looks like now:
Now, for all you 'I want to be shipped with Mark' people (Mostly females XD ) Just remember this, he lost his lover, so he's not going to be looking for a relationship, especially with a pony XD
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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Chapter 101
"This place is too colorful." Mark remarked as we neared Dali's house.
I shrugged, "You'll get use to it."
He sighed, "I hope... You do know I'm getting you back for bringing me here."
I gave a nod and smirked, "I know."
After we had gotten back and told Mark all about this world, we had all went our separate ways. Frederic back to the castle and Omnius went back to Ponyville.
Mark and I were going to Dali's house, to meet Twilight and the kids. After that, we're going to head over to our moms house.
"So, what's your wife like?" Mark asked as we stopped in front of the door.
I smiled, "Oh, you know. The kind I like."
He chuckled, "You mean nerdy?"
I shrugged, "Something along those lines."
He laughed, "Oh wow! I should have known."
I let out a small laugh and opened the door, "You may want to stay back for a second..."
He looked at me strangely, "Why?"
"The eye." I said like he should have known.
"Ah, gotcha." He said while nodding.
I gulped and walked into the house, "I'm home..."
After a few seconds of silence, I heard the clopping of hooves on the hardwood floor, "Finally, its been four hours! What were you.... YOUR EYE! What happened?!" Twilight screamed as she walked into the living room.
I scratched the back of my eye, "I was... shot."
"Shot? What's that mean?" She said as she made her way over to me.
"Uhhh, a piece of metal went through my right eye and removed it..." I said as she reached me.
She grabbed my face and began to examine my face, "You're always getting hurt!"
I chuckled despite myself, "I know."
[Yeah, but we get hurt like a fucking pro!]
She pulled the eye patch up and recoiled slightly, "Oh Lance, what have you done to yourself?!"
I pulled it back down, "Don't worry Twi, Frederic promised he would work with Omnius to make me something for that."
She seemed to lighten up, "He better. I don't want you to be like this for long."
I gave her a kiss on the snout, "Now that that's over, I want you to meet my brother, Mark."
"Brother?" She said as Mark walked in behind me.
Mark looked her over and smirked, "I knew it!"
She looked at him strangely, "Knew what?"
He kept smirking, "I knew he was talking about you."
Twilight smiled, "Well, it's nice to meet you Mark. Lance has said a few things about you."
<We have?>
[I don't remember talking about him.]
Mark chuckled and looked around, "Nice place."
"Oh, it's not ours. It's Lance's friend's, Dali." Twilight said before I could answer.
"What happened to yours?" Mark questioned.
"Our friend Frederic's father attacked them and destroyed our house in the process." Twilight said while glancing at me.
Mark looked at me, "Really?"
"Yeah, really." I responded.
He shook his head laughing, "I bet you were hiding during all this."
"Nope, I was fighting along side Frederic." I said proudly.
Mark raised an eyebrow, "Oh? You were always scared of fighting back on Earth."
I sighed, "I think you should know this Mark, I've changed a lot since then."
He looked me over, "Yeah, I guess." He then smiled, "Now, let me see your kids."
I nodded and looked at Twilight, "Where are they?"
She smiled a little, "Uhhh, I dropped them off at... school a few minutes after you left."
My eyes widened, "School?! But Spark's only a few months old!"
Twilight held up a hoof, "Oh no, he's two, remember. I think he's mature enough for it... besides, he wanted to go."
I raised an eyebrow, "Why would he want to go?"
"Well, after I told him Nova was going, he kinda begged me." She said while smiling.
Again, my eyes widened, "Nova's going to school too?! But, she's still young!"
Twilight chuckled, "Lance, Alicorn's mature way faster than normal ponies. She's already as mature as he is. In a few years, she'll be as mature as we are."
"Dayum." That was all I could say. I'm in shock, things are moving kinda to fast.
Twilight turned around, "You can pick him up at three thirty. I think you know which school hes at."
"Which one?" I asked as she walked away.
"The one next to the palace." She said before turning to me.
Mark chuckled, "I'm so confused right now."
"Lance." Twilight said.
I looked at her, "What?"
"Guess who was there signing up for a teaching position when I was dropping them off."
"Who?"
"Mr. Bleak." She said as she turned to walk away.
[I now feel sorry for the poor boy!]
<Mr. Bleak... A teacher at Spark's school... they're all doomed.>
Canterlot Private School
Spark's POV
"Now, what's this letter?" Mrs. Bloom asked one of the young students up front.
"Uhhh... C?" He said nervously.
"Yes! Very good!" She said, giving him praise.
I tilted my head back, so boring! Why am I in this kindergarten class? I know all of this thanks to mom!
I looked around the class room, wishing me and Nova were in the same class. Sadly, she was next door.
"Okay class, I want you all to get out your...." Mrs. Bloom began before she was interrupted.
The door to the class room and a brown pony walked in, "Mrs. Bloom?"
She looked at him and smiled, "Yes?"
The stallion gulped, "Ummm, we're moving you to a different class room. Another teacher is taking over this class."
She cocked her head, "Really? Who?"
"Me." Said a familiar voice as a large stallion entered the room.
Him?! Is this a good thing, or a bad thing?
"Who are you?" Mrs. Bloom asked.
"Mr. Bleak." Mr. Bleak said while examining the class. His eyes stopped on me.
Yep, it's a bad thing, mixed with a little good.... I hope.
Mrs. Bloom eyed the two, "Do you really think I want to stop teaching this class?"
"We're doubling your pay." The stallion said.
Mrs. Boom smiled and reached behind her desk and picked up a suit case, "I'm out of here! YES!"
She began to chant yes over and over again as she hopped out of the classroom.
The stallion backed out slowly and closed the door.
Mr. Bleak smiled to the class, "Hello victims, I'm your new teacher, Mr. Bleak."
Victims... it's a full on bad thing!
Two hours later, lunch room
I sat down at the table, my food in front of me.
I was wrong about Mr. Bleak, he wasn't that bad... HE WAS SO MUCH WORST! My face still hurts from when I sneezed after he said no talking.
The strangest thing is, once class dismissed, he instantly became friendly with me. Weird?
I sighed and looked at my food... this food is just to plain! It's only hay, bread, some jam, juice, and soup! I need real food!
"Huh, you're going here too?" Star Chaser said as he walked by with his tray on his back.
I looked at him, "Huh, yeah. My mom wanted me to come here."
Chaser shook his head, "Just my luck. *Sigh* Have you seen Nova yet?"
I shook my head, "No. Why?"
He sighed again and sat down across from me, "She's been getting real friendly with this one colt." He shook his head, "I don't approve of it."
Nova's talking to a colt... I suddenly feel.... strange. Like I'm mad, but also sad. "Who is it?"
Star Chaser looked around, "I don't know his name."
I looked around and finally saw Nova talking to a colt in the line.
Well, finding her was easy.
The colt was a dark blue with a brown mane and tail. He already had his cutie mark, a curled up rope. A rope? Really?
I have a feeling I'm not going to like this guy.
"Look at them, talking to each other. I'm watching that colt!" Star Chaser said, staring daggers at the colt talking to Nova.
I nodded, "Me too."
Star Chaser looked at me, "You know what Spark? I think me and you are going to get along just fine."
I smiled, "Really?"
He nodded, "Yep, we have a common enemy."
I chuckled, "I guess we do."
Star Chaser isn't as bad as I thought he was. At least I made one friend on my first day of school.
Ending this chapter here, mostly because I can't take reading the comments anymore and just want the prank to be over.
Also, here's what I promised:
What do you guys think? Should Lance have the Bionic eye? Or just an eye patch? It's all up to you guys.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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The death of a character is coming up soon... Oh yeah, almost forgot: Warning! Spoiler!
Oops, to late XD
But yes, someone will die soon. And yes, the first scene is setting up for another fight scene. Bigger and much worst than all the others.
This chapter will start it off. Well, set up the fighting scene. The sorrow is later.
This chapter is kinda speedy, but that's for a good reason. If I did what I planned, this chapter would have been the fighting scene. And that wouldn't have worked for me. So, a rushed chapter is better than a rushed into plot line, huh? Also, Lance gets his bionic eye in this chapter. Why? Because he can XD
Chapter 102
"But master! You can't actually believe you can take them all on!"
"*Sigh* Do you think I'm weak? Do you think I don't have a plan? Do you?!"
"*Gulp* No master, sorry master. But think about it, you're going up against more than twenty... bronies?"
"Yes, I know. I also know that a lot of them can not fight. Besides, that's why I'm bringing the Darkness along. They've agreed to help, as long as I leave Darkest Bleak alive for them."
"Even so, you're just a normal pony! The body you've possessed is weak!"
"I've already planned for that. Thanks to those bronies and their corrupted minds, I was able to build a new form purely based off their fears."
"You have?"
"Yes. And I must say, it's quiet frightening, even for me. But, it'll get the job done."
"Can I see it, master?"
"Yes, I'll show you Red Storm, but only because I must get use to it. I'm getting my revenge very soon."
Red Storm nodded and backed away as his master, the Nightmare, changed from a normal pony to a terrifying wolf like creature that stood on its hind legs.
"*Gulp* Master?"
"My revenge will be complete with this new body! Storm! Send him the warning."
"Why are we sending him a warning?"
"Because, I want him to be ready for me. It won't be any fun if I just slaughter all of them one by one."
"Ah, I see master. I will get right on it!"
"Good. I will begin step one of my plan."
Canterlot, Barehoof's and Dana's house
I stopped outside of the house and looked over to were my house use to stand. Right now, they were rebuilding it, and they already had most of the first floor rebuilt.
Mark looked over at it also, "Huh, wonder who's house that will be."
"Mine." I said while chuckling, "My house use to stand there... but was destroyed."
Mark sighed, "How much trouble have you gotten in since I've been gone?"
"Not a lot." I lied.
[That's a big fat lie.]
I chuckled and pushed open the door. "Hey mom, I got Mark!"
Suddenly, the sounds of running could be heard. Mom then ran around the corner and yelled out in happiness. But then, when she looked at me, she became pissed, "Lance Greenfield! What have I told you about covering one eye?! It makes your eyesight bad!"
I sighed, "Well mom, I kinda need this eye patch."
She rolled her eyes, "Oh yeah? Why?"
I smirked slightly and pulled it up.
Mom's eyes widened, and she began to wobble, but she was able to keep standing, "Lance... your eye. What happened?!"
"I got shot while I was looking for Mark." I said, pointing at Mark.
Mom looked at him, "Why didn't you protect your little brother?!"
Mark shrugged, "I couldn't, I didn't even know he was there."
Mom sighed and shook her head, "It's still good to see you Mark. Even if your brother is missing an eye."
I waved a hoof and laughed, "Yeah, don't worry about that. I saw Omnius on a few hours ago. He had some gadgets or something and was heading to the Palace to get to work with Frederic."
Meanwhile, Canterlot Castle, the work shop
"HOLY SHIT! THAT BURNS!" Omnius screamed out as he ran around, holding his scotched hoof.
"I told you not to touch the metal, didn't I?" Frederic said as he added the last touch of magic to the bionic eye.
Omnius stopped and shrugged, already forgetting about his hoof, "Doesn't matter, because I did it!"
Frederic chuckled and lifted the eye, "Very nice!"
Omnius strolled over and put his hooves on the metal table, "Ow! We make a great team when it comes to building things! OH YES! I just had the best line for when we give it to Lance!"
Frederic checked over the eye and looked at him, "What will that be?"
"You'll see." Omnius said, already starting to dance on the metal table.
Back to Lance, ten minutes later
"... No! I didn't do it!" I yelled as my mom backed me into a corner.
"Yes you did! I heard your son talking about it the other day!" She said as she got closer to me, a glare on her face.
"Look! I may have, but it wasn't me! It was Break!" I yelled, already curling up into a ball.
[Hey asshole! Don't rat me out!]
"It's still you! You showed your son dirty pictures of his own mother!" She screamed as she began to poke her hoof at me.
"Come on mom, give him a break." Mark said from behind her.
Mom turned around and glared, "Keep out of this Mark!"
*Kaw* ( I need to work on my Phoenix sounds.)
Mom turned around to see Kara standing on me protectively... her wings healed? Nice. Also, how did she get here?
Kara spread her wings, blocking me from view.
Gotta love her.
Mom sighed, "Lance, please tell your bird to leave."
"No can do mom. She's kinda attached to me... and very protective. So please, I'll talk to Spark about this. Just please don't kill me!" I said as calmly as I could.
"Lance, you're lucky I'm in a good mood today." Mom said as she turned.
Kara dropped her wings and squawked proudly as she hopped off me and turned to look at me.
I chuckled and stood up, "Good girl." I said as I rubbed her head.
I then began to follow mom and Mark into the next room. Kara jumped up on my back and wrapped her wings around my neck.
D'awwww!
I walked into the living room and was about to sit down when the door burst open, revealing a excited Omnius and a happy Frederic.
"We've done it! In three hours flat!" Omnius yelled out as he strolled into the house, a box on his back.
Frederic walked in and chuckled, "It was easy, thanks to Omnius and his technology."
Omnius smiled proudly, "Yep, all thanks to my travels!"
I chuckled, "You already built the eye? Damn, you work fast."
"Magic bro!" Omnius said, putting the box in front of me.
He smirked and opened it. He pulled out a oval shaped disk that looked like a actual eye... with the exception of a few red lines and the red dot in the middle with a black slight through it.
He held it up and looked at me, "We can rebuild him. We have the technology!"
I laughed openly, "Good one. Eye please!"
Frederic held up a hoof, "Wait, I must explain what it does first."
I sighed, "Fine, go ahead."
This next part, the description of the eye, was thought up by Iron Clad. So, it didn't come off the top of my head lol
"Well, I put in a HUD, thermal and night vision, flight trajectory display, a Memory Visualizer, in case you need to remember something, and a On-Target software in case you need to follow someone or chase Greg around the place. No laser. We are ponies, not killers."
"One last thing! This is important! What ever you do, do not take it out and pull out the green wire and pressed the grey button the back." Omnius yelled out.
"Why?" I questioned.
"Because, then you would go boom!" He said with a chuckle
I gawked, "You put a self destruct feature in my new eye?! WHY?!"
He shrugged, "Never know when you'd want to blow something up."
I facehoofed, "Great, not I got to be careful with it." ( XD This feature will be the main thing for a plot I have planned in the future, that's the main reason I added it lol )
Frederic shook his head, "No you don't. Once I infuse it into your eye socket, it's not suppose to come out. It'll act as a normal eye... well, except for a few things."
My mom shook her head, "Oh no. I will not allow you to put that in my sons head!"
"Well, if we don't, Lance could go insane without the other eye." Omnius reasoned.
Her eye twitched, "Fine. But I'm leaving the room." She said as she glared at us and left the room.
"Take off the eye patch." Frederic commanded.
[No! Leave on the badass patch!]
I ignored Break and pulled it off.
The bionic eye floated up and was pushed onto my empty eye socket.
"FUCK!" I yelled out as the hard, pointy metal began to snake into my eye, searching out my nerves.
"Language!" My mom yelled form the other room.
[Damn! That hurts!]
<PAIN!>
Frederic's horn began to glow, causing the bionic eye to heat up, permanently implanting it's self in my right eye socket.
I flinched from the pain and stumbled back, "Are you done?!"
"Ahh, yes! Done." Frederic exclaimed as his horn stopped glowing.
I opened my eyes and looked around, "Huh, dude. The eye doesn't do anything but let me see. I thought you added all those features?"
He smiled proudly, "I know. I've done something amazing. I've made it where your consciences, Break and Dawn, can control them. Meaning, they can turn them on, but only when you want them too."
FUCKING SWEET!
{Dawn! Turn on the Heads Up Display!}
<I'm on it!>
After a few seconds, new images filled my vision.
Down in the left hand corner was a mini pony me, on the right hand corner was a map. A map? COOL! There were green dots, must mean friendly's, (Game reference!) on it and a diagram of the house. I'm loving this! Also, on the top was a compass like thing, with green dots on it... did they copy this off of Fallout? Probably. On the top left hand side was a small clock, displaying the time, 1:34 PM. And finally, there was a small red dot in the middle of my vision.
"Do you like it?" Frederic asked.
I nodded with a smile, "I love it! Please, explain the HUD's display."
He gave a quick nod, "Sure. First off, you'll notice the little map. That thing is designed to map out your current area and tell you where your friends are, and where you enemies are. You won't be needing that feature. Next up is the little pony you down in the left corner. That is like your health, but it only tells you what kind of damage you have to each part of your body. It doesn't give you health, like it does in video games. This is real life, it only analyzes your body and tells you if something is wrong. The compass is like the map, but shows you which way is North, East, South, and West. It also shows you where your friends are and the distance between you and them. You can also mark points on the map and it'll show you which way to go. You can thank Omnius for that one. There's the clock, but I don't have to explain that one. Last up is the little dot in the middle. That's like your cross-hairs, that is actually very helpful. What ever you aim that at will give you a detailed description of that object or thing. For example, if you pointed it at a rock, it would tell you what its made of. It will also give you details on other ponies. The cross-hairs also helps you select targets for the On-Target software, you can select a object or pony and your HUD will point you in the direction it is heading." He smiled happily, "If I say so myself, that's the best thing I've ever crafted."
WOW! This thing is awesome! I guess losing my eye wasn't so bad after all.
{Turn off the HUD, please.}
[But it's badass!]
<I got it.>
My vision returned to normal, just slightly blurry, but that soon passed.
I smiled and held out my hoof to them, "Thank you. Both of you, this means a lot!"
Frederic shook my hoof and smiled, "No problem Lance."
Omnius was next, he shook it and chuckled, "Hope you like it. I'm thinking about ripping my eye out for one." He then laughed heartily as he stepped back.
I turned to Mark and smirked, "How do I look?"
He chuckled, "Like a mismatched clown. That eye doesn't even match your real one."
I shrugged, "Doesn't matter, it's awesome!"
He sighed, "You think everything is awesome."
I shook my head, "No I don't!"
He turned, "Come on bro, let's hurry up and talk to mom some more. I kinda want to take a nap when we get back."
"Sounds like a plan," I said with a smile.
One hour and ten minutes later, Dali's house
'Dear Lance,
Hello, I think you should know me. I'm something you thought you stopped. Something you've seemed to have forgotten about. Something that is seeking its revenge.
I am the Nightmare.
Yes, the very thing Val was trying to unleash, the very thing you thought was still trapped in that stone! Well, turns out that small amount of energy I got from you was just enough to unleash me. Happy days! For me at least.
I'm sending this letter to warn you, yes warn you, of my arrival in your area. I will come in and kill you, and all your pathetic friends. I'll save you for last, make you watch me kill all of them in front of you, even your family.
Let's see, you have at least an hour to prepare after receiving this letter, and I advise you do that. For when I arrive, I will begin to have my fun. Bring your friends, for if you don't, their deaths will much worst. Don't worry, most of them will be busy fighting the Darkness while I deal with the rest of you.
Now, I've put a small map in this letter, leading to a clearing in the Everfree forest. We will do battle there, me VS's all of you. Do not be late, or the punishment will be increased! You'll know me when you see me.
You have one hour.
Signed,
The Nightmare'
I dropped the letter that had just materialized right in front of me and ran through the house. I ran into the living room, panting.
Twilight looked at me, "What is it Lance?"
I looked up, a shocked look on my face, "Please, send a notice to all the bronies and our friends. Tell them to meet me here, and to hurry! We don't have much time! And you must tell Dali to watch over the kids after school. Can you please do this?"
She slowly nodded, "I can... but why?"
I gulped, "The Nightmare has returned."
The next chapter starts off with them at the clearing. Epic/bloody battle insures!
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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Okay, as you'll notice, when a few of the bronies get hit or hurt, they may not be able to continue fighting. Why is this? Well, they are only normal human/ponies, unlike a few of the others
Now, I will do my best to not have this drag out. I'll make it short, but detailed, since that's what you all like XD Yes, all the bronies will be in the fight, so everyone with an OC in this story, prepare for it lol Don't get mad if your character doesn't last long, or gets hurt to bad. This is suppose to be a, almost, bloody fight scene.
Remember:
Lance = Breaking Dawn
Grace = KillJoy
Frederic = Darksteel Edge
Peter = Violent Inferno
Enjoy!
Chapter 103
"Is this really a good Idea, Lance?" Twilight asked as we, along with most of the bronies, stood in the clearing of the Everfree forest.
I sighed and looked at all my friends, "Probably not, but we have no other choice."
"We can contact the Princesses, they can..."
I shook my head, "No Twi, that's a bad idea. From what I've learned from the show and the internet, the Nightmare can take over any body... even the Princesses."
Twilight gulped, already knowing this, "But.... what are you going to do?"
I put on a weak smile, "What else? We're going to do the only thing we can... fight."
"But you don't have to do this!" She said, tears in her eyes.
I put my hoof to her cheek, "I have to. I'm the one who freed it, it was my energy... and my fault. I must Twi."
She wiped her hoof across her eyes, "Just please, don't get hurt."
I chuckled, "Twi, we both know I'm going to get my ass kicked. But don't worry, I have my friends to back me up."
A small smile formed on her face.
"No Twi, I'm not going to allow you to help. I don't want you to get hurt!" I said, trying to stay as calm as possible.
She frowned, "But Lance, I can help!"
"I know, but you'll be more help if you're out of the fighting and safe. I would not be able to live with my self if you were to get hurt."
She sighed and leaned forward, giving me a kiss on the cheek, "Just stay safe, for me."
"I will Twi, I promise." I said, returning her kiss, but this time on the lips.
[We're gonna kick some fucking ass!]
<Hellz yeah!>
As she walked back to the tree line, the place I had told her to stay during all this, I looked around at all my friends. All of them ready to fight along side me... gotta love them.
Everyone was here: David, Greg, Peter, Zorrow, Seth, Drax, Frederic, Vinetion, Alexander, Shadow Breeze (Who was in the background.), Aaron, Cody, Grace, and of course, me. Octavia and Trixie were also here, to give support to their lovers. A few didn't come, either because I didn't want them to, or for other reasons.
Annabel was told to stay at the Palace with Discord, encase something goes wrong. I had sent Omnius to look for Mr. Bleak, but they haven't returned yet. I didn't even tell Mark, I wasn't about to put him at danger. As for Malbatorus, who was suppose to be our edge, freaked out when we told him we were about to fight the Nightmare. He said he wasn't about to try that, and before we could protest or reason, he fled, leaving us behind. I don't blame him though, I want to run away too, but I have to stay for my friends.
David walked up to me with a weary look on his face, "This isn't going to end well, will it?"
I forced a smile, "Don't worry bro, we'll do just fine. Nothing can take on fourteen bronies... wait, sixteen bronies."
He chuckled, "Got that right."
I turned back around to face the forest around us, but felt a hoof tap my shoulder. I turned to see Frederic... "Frederic?"
He chuckled, "What? Didn't think I knew how to control Darksteel Edge?"
I smiled and looked him over. He was in the same form he was in when we fought his father, "Nice, now we'll win for sure."
He tapped my head, "Yeah, but only if we work together. I want you to go into your alter ego."
"Alter ego?" I said, tilting my head.
He snickered, "Breaking Dawn, Lance."
"Oh." I said with a sheepish smile, "I knew that."
"What ever you say Lance." He said while rolling his eyes playfully.
I shook my head and focused. After a few seconds, I felt my self slip into Breaking Dawn mode. "Nice."
Frederic chuckled and turned, "Now to tell the others to do the same."
I turned back to the treeline.
{Break, turn on the HUD.}
[On it.]
When my HUD came up, I could see the forest more clearly. I could see almost every little detail, I could even see those two bugs mating on that leaf.... damn.
I looked at the map and saw only my friends, plus a few random blue dots moving beyond the treeline, animals.
After a few minutes, I began to get bored, "Where is this thing?!"
I looked at the clock on my HUD and saw that it was 3:14 PM... and it was worried about us missing the fight.
"Ah, I see you're all here. Splendid!" Echoed a very creepy voice.
Frederic, along side Grace and Peter, who were both in their alternate forms, stepped forward, "Where are you?!"
Quick side note: Yes, Peter is in Violent Inferno. You must read the Role Play that I posted a link to. They talked me into making that Canon, and it is now. Back to the story.
"All around you!" Came the response.
All around us? What's that mean? "Show your self then!"
"My pleasure."
Suddenly, the light fuzzy fog that had been hanging over the clearing lifted. It began to stream towards a single spot, forming a small cloud of black smoke.... is that smoke?
Wait a minute... you mean that thing has been here this whole time?!
[And we've been breathing it in!]
<SICK! EWWW! That's just wrong!>
"A cloud? We'r going to fight a cloud?" Peter... or Violent Inferno said in a confused voice.
"Oh no my dear colt, this is my pure form. Let me show you the form I've made just for this occasion."
The black smoke began to pull together, forming a tall creature. The creature's body began to form, creating more details with each second. When it finished, we were all silent.
That.... We're... fighting that?!
"Oh fucking shit! A Werewolf!" Greg yelled out from behind everyone else.
No Greg, that is no Werewolf... I mean it is, but... it's much much worst!
The thing bowed with a wicked smile, "Oh no, I'm no Werewolf. I'm a much darker form. Call me, Nightmare."
I gulped, this was worst than I thought. We can't fight that thing! It's bigger than Frederic! By at least a foot! DAMN!
Nightmare stood up straight and crossed his arms... which had huge claws on the hands! Fuck!
"Two choices, you fight me first, or the Darkness." He said, a amused look on his face.
"THE DARKNESS!" Greg yelled out, getting glares from everyone else.
Nightmare chuckled, "If that's your choice, so be it."
Suddenly, over a dozen black Pegasi jumped from the tree cover. They all took up positions next to Nightmare.
Wait, are those the ponies I saw in Pleasant Fields? Not good.
{Turn off my HUD! It's getting in my way!}
<Sorry.>
Once my HUD was off, I glanced around. All my friends looked determined, but also scared.
I looked back at Nightmare and the black Pegasi.
Nightmare chuckled and waved his claw, "Go, have your fun. But don't kill any of them, that's my honor."
I heard the Pegasi hiss happily as they moved forward.
Here comes the first fight!
*Thud*
Suddenly, large thorny vines shot upward under each of the black Pegasi, instantly killing them. How do I know they died? Because they turned to smoke, that's why... kinda creepy.
"AHA! You call that a challenge!" Vinetion remarked proudly as she lifted her hoof, causing the vines to go back into the ground.
Nightmare chuckled, "No, that was just the warm up. Now, we can really begin. I'll give you all a small chance. Send forth your best fighters. After I deal with them, I'll deal with the rest of you."
Really? You're going to let us get together? He's an idiot.
Everyone began to back up, just leaving me, Darksteel Edge, Violent Inferno, KillJoy, and Vinetion.
Nightmare looked amused, "Really? That's your best? This is going to be easier than I thought."
I began to walk forward, followed by the others, "Don't underestimate us! You'll be very sorry if you do."
He shrugged, "I'm not worried in the least." He then smirked, "Hey Lance, you know what I'm going to do when I've won?"
I glared, but kept walking closer, we were about fifteen yards away now, "I don't care, because you're not going to win."
He continued to smirk, "I'm going to kill your family, and I'll take extra time on your wife."
"YOU BASTARD!" I screamed as I sprung forward.
"No Lance! He's trying to get you close to him!" Darksteel yelled out.
I don't care! No one threatens my family!
When I was close enough, I brought back my inflamed hoof and slammed it into his face. I then followed up with a few quick jabs to the head.
I backed up, hovering in place.
He smiled and twisted his neck, popping it a few times, "My turn."
*POW*
His closed fist slammed into my face, forcing me backwards. Before I could fall, he grabbed my hind leg and slammed me into the ground, hard.
Why am I always the first one to get hurt?!
He picked me up by my neck and smiled, "I'm going to make you watch." He then brought one of his claws up to my cheek and drug it downward, drawing blood. He then tossed me into the air and gave me a sharp kick to the gut, sending me pass the others, who were still running towards Nightmare.
When I hit the ground, I instantly forced myself to stand. I then began to slowly limp back towards them.
Up ahead, Darksteel was the first to reach him. He jumped at him, slamming his hoof into Nightmare's gut. KillJoy also ran up and slammed her hoof into him, causing black flames to erupted from the impact point.
Before the two could pull back and attack again, Nightmare quickly grabbed each by the neck and slammed them together. This instantly knocked Grace out, forcing her out of KillJoy mode. Darksteel however stumbled back and fell to the ground, dazed.
Vinetion stomped the ground, causing a large vine to shoot upward and wrap around Nightmare's neck.
"Not so tough now, are you!" She yelled triumphantly.
Nightmare laughed loudly, "Nice try." One of his claws sliced downward, cutting through the vine with ease.
Before he even hit the ground, he sprung forward, wrapping his claws around Vinetion's neck and lifted her into the air, "Ah, now I remember you."
"What do you mean?!" Vinetion gasped out as she tried to breath.
Nightmare only smiled as he slammed his head into hers and threw her in the direction of the forest.
Nightmare looked ahead, at the only one of us that was left. Violent Inferno.
He was walking towards him, a glare on his face, "No one hurts my friends."
"I just did." Nightmare said smugly.
Before Nightmare could make a move, Inferno shot forward, slamming both of his hooves into Nightmare's gut.
Nightmare's eyes widened as he was knocked back, gasping for air, "You're a tough one, aren't you?!"
"YEP!" Inferno yelled as he jumped into the air, slamming his head into Nightmare's snout. Blood flew upward as his head snapped back.
Inferno then sun around and bucked Nightmare in the chest, causing him to fly backwards.
[Wow, who would have thought that Peter would have been the most powerful out of all of us?]
<I know right?>
I finally arrived next to Inferno, who had just landed and was looking at the body of Nightmare, "You get him?" I asked.
He shook his head, "No."
Nightmare stood up and rubbed his chest, "Hmmmm, you are tougher than the others. No matter." He looked at me and smiled.
Why is he smiling at me?
My question was answered when he sprung forward, his claw raised.
SHIT! Move Lance!
Suddenly, Inferno knocked me out of the way.
*Slicing sound*
I hit the ground and turned around to see Inferno stumbling to the side, a large gash on his side. He looked at me with a sad look and fell to the ground, breathing heavily.
Nightmare smiled, "I knew that would work."
"You asshole! You used me as bait!" I'm going to kill him!
I jumped forward, and slammed my head into his gut, trying to wind him. Sadly, it only gave him a advantage.
He smiled and began to punch me repeatedly in the face, chest, and gut. Each hit delivering more and more pain. He laughed and threw me to the ground.
After hitting the ground, I felt it open up under me, dropping me into a hole.... wait, not a hole, a portal. I fell through and flew out on the other side and hit the ground.
Alexander looked down at me, a worried look on his face, "Oh man, he doesn't look that good!"
Cody leaned over me and frowned, "Why do you always let your self get hurt?"
I tried to answer, but found it hard. I was no longer in Breaking Dawn, I was normal... useless yet again.
Twilight ran up and kneeled down next to me, "Lance! Speak to me!"
"H-Hi T-Tw-Twi..." I forced out.
A tear fell from her face and landed on my cheek, where it rolled down and to the ground.
{HUD.}
<One second...>
When my HUD came on, I could see the damage that had been done to me. I had three broken rips, a broken snout, my bionic eye was slightly damaged, and I had bruises all over my chest and stomach. Damn, he did do some damage.
Luckily, I was able to clear my throat and get past the hard to breath part, "Guys... he's to strong."
Alexander sighed, "I know, but we can't leave... we'll die if we do."
Cody nodded, "Besides, all we have to do is hold out till Mr. Bleak and Omnius get here. Then we can sit back and watch the fireworks."
"Stop your talking and fight! Or, I could just attack you all right now!" Nightmare said as he strolled towards us.
I looked around, "Guys, just do your best to distract him."
Alexander smiled, "That, I can do. Come on Cody."
Cody smiled and stood, "I may not want to kill, but I can fight at least!"
As they ran off, I looked at Twilight, "I love you."
She smiled a little, "I love you too. Don't worry, give me ten minutes and I'll have you up and ready to fight again."
I smiled back, "Thanks Twi."
I then looked away and at Alexander and Cody, who were about to reach Nightmare.
As Alexander neared, he shot a portal behind Nightmare and then one in front of himself. He jumped through it and came out the other side, slamming his back hooves into his back.
Nightmare stumbled forward as Cody slammed into his side, knocking him over.
Both of them quickly jumped on him and began to slam their hooves into his face and chest, causing as much damage as possible.
Nightmare twisted over, knocking them both off, and lunged forward, tackling Cody to the ground.
"Any last words!" Nightmare yelled out.
"Fuck you." Cody said as Nightmare smirked.
Nightmare opened his mouth and slammed his head forward. He then bit down on Cody's shoulder, tearing muscles and tendons.
"Get off of him!" Alexander yelled as he bucked Nightmare in the side,
Nightmare didn't even move, instead, he let go of Cody and turned to Alexander, "You're a pest!"
Alexander laughed loudly and shot a portal behind Nightmare, "I know." He then did a back flip, and shot a second portal down below him. He fell through it and came out the other side, ready to slam his hooves into Nightmare's side again.
Nightmare twisted around and grabbed his hind legs and lifted him up, "That trick doesn't work twice."
Alexander's eyes widened as Nightmare tossed him upward and caught him by his face... oh no.
He then slammed Alexander into the ground, his clawed hand still holding onto his head. He then stood up and pulled his hand away, revealing Alexander, his head implanted into the ground.
"ALEXANDER!" Trixie yelled out as Drax and Octavia fought to hold her back.
"This isn't good." I said weakly.
Nightmare turned to the rest of us and bellowed out, "Who's next?!"
"I AM!" Darksteel yelled as he slammed his horn through Nightmare's back. His horn then penetrated and came out of his chest, "Rule number one, don't forget where your enemy is!"
"I didn't forget. I was merely waiting." Nightmare said with a smirk and he grabbed Darksteel's horn and began to drag it along his chest... wait... is his body moving around Darksteel's horn!
Once Nightmare had Darksteel's horn out and in his grasp, he pulled him forward and put him in a sort of headlock.
"Rule number two of fighting, never stab a creature made of dark magic." Nightmare said as he raised his clawed hand and slammed it down on Darksteel's horn, breaking it off close to the base.
Darksteel screamed out in pain and fell back as Nightmare released him.
He fell onto his flank and put his front hooves to his head. He then instantly turned back to normal, no longer in Darksteel Edge.
Nightmare laughed cruelly and grabbed Frederic by the throat, "Nighty night Prince Frederic."
Frederic began thrash around, trying to get air. But it was hopeless, he was weak now, and Nightmare was still strong.
Seconds later, Frederic passed out from lack of oxygen.
Nightmare tossed his unconscious body to the side and turned to us, "Next?"
I gulped and looked around at the bodies of my unconscious or hurt friends. This was hopeless, we can't fight him! The only one who could was Peter... and I don't know now.
Twilight leaned down to my ear and whispered, "Five more minutes Lance."
Then what? I get up and fight him, get my ass kicked, and end up in the same place? Shit, today is not my day.
Nightmare chuckled, "Okay then, I guess I'll just pick." He then began to stroll towards us.
Not good! Please, somepony, anypony! Help us!
[Hurry up Omnius! We need you and Mr. Bleak!]
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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2023-07-07T02:00:00+00:00
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Chapter 104
As Nightmare neared, I had a sense of dread.
This wasn't going so well...
Nightmare bellowed with laughter as he neared our small group, "I said, who's next."
After a few seconds of no response, he smiled and began to move forward.
Come on Lance! Stand, defend your friends!
I groaned as I rolled over and forced myself to stand.
"No Lance, please, stay down. You're not healed properly yet!" Twilight said, put a hoof on my back to hold me down.
I sighed and heard more laughter coming form Nightmare.
"Really? You're still going to try and fight me?" He yelled out as he laughed.
"No, I'm going to fight you!" A large white Alicorn yelled out as it slammed into Nightmare, sending him flying into the treeline.
What the... who is that?
The Alicorn turned and smiled, "Yo Lance."
... Omnius, I should have known. He must be using a super aura.
Mr. Bleak landed next to him and surveyed the area, looking at all the unconscious bodies of our friends, "I take it we're late to the party?"
"Damn right you're late!" David yelled out.
Mr. Bleak chuckled and looked at me, "How ya holding up there Lance?"
I couldn't help but smile, "Oh you know, surviving."
Mr. Bleak and Omnius chuckled.
"Why are you all laughing? This fight is far from over!" Nightmare yelled as he walked out of the forest, a pissed off look on his face.
Omnius looked at Mr. Bleak and smiled, "Shall we show this guy who's the boss?"
Mr. Bleak smirked, "We shall."
They both suddenly shot forward at a speed I couldn't keep track of, and slammed into Nightmare, throwing punches and other types of attacks.
Nightmare was taking a few massive blows, but he was blocking most of them with his fast moving claws.
Both Mr. Bleak's and Omnius's hooves were turning red from the blood coming from the small cuts received from Nightmare's blocks.
Mr. Bleak brought his hoof back and brought it upward, slamming it into Nightmare's jaw. Perfect uppercut!
Nightmare howled in pain and jumped back, putting distance between himself and the two over powered Alicorn's.
Nightmare snarled, "I didn't want to have to resort to this but you've...."
"NO TALKING!" Mr. Bleak yelled as he suddenly appeared in front of Nightmare, giving him a hard buck to the face.
Nightmare stumbled back and yelled out, "ENOUGH! I didn't want to do this, but you've forced it on yourselves!"
He then began to shake, causing black smoke to lift from his body. He growled angrily and slammed his claws into the ground. Seconds later, he looked at the two Alicorn's and screamed.
Or, it looked like he was screaming, but I couldn't hear anything.
On the other hand, Mr. Bleak and Omnius were holding their head, both of them collapsing on to the ground.
Nightmare stood up and laughed happily, "There, much better."
"What did you do to them?!" Seth yelled out, becoming enraged.
Nightmare shrugged with a smirk, "Oh, nothing much. All I did was make them live through their worst nightmare... with very real detail and effects. By time they even can move, I'll have all of your bodies piled up around them, what a sight to wake up to."
"You monster!" Drax screamed out, also becoming pissed.
"Oh, thank you." Nightmare said as he bowed. He then strolled over to the two unconscious Alicorn's and smirked, "You know it's sad. Those two were the only ones who could have stopped me."
Oh shit, now what?
Twilight looked at the others and gulped, "Lance is almost healed, please, you have to keep him distracted."
Zorrow saluted her, "We're on it! Come on bronies, let's go get our asses kicked!"
I watched as all my friends ran forward. All but Shadow Breeze and Greg. Shadow Breeze was on the ground with his hooves covering his face. Greg... Greg was smoking a joint.
"Let the fun begin." Nightmare said as he sprung forward at the charging bronies.
David was at the front, so he was the first to encounter Nightmare.
David jumped upward and tried to slam his head into Nightmare's gut, but was caught in mid-air by his throat.
"Nice try." Nightmare said as he grabbed David's hind leg and used his body as a weapon. He slammed David into Aaron and Drax, knocking them to the side. He then slammed David into the ground, instantly knocking him out.
Seth and Zorrow jumped over David and delivered a devastating double blow to Nightmare's chest.
Nightmare stumbled back slightly and snarled. He grabbed both of them and slammed their heads together... then again, and again... and again. Finally, they both fell unconscious, which would be bad, but in this case, it was probably for the best.
Before their bodies hit the ground, Drax jumped up and slammed his hoof into Nightmare's face.
He flew past him as Aaron ran up from behind and slammed his head into Nightmare's back, causing him to flinch... only flinch.
Nightmare kicked backwards with his leg, striking Aaron in the snout.
Aaron yelped in pain and fell to the ground, holding his now broken snout, which was bleeding pretty bad.
"Two minutes Lance." Twilight announced as her horn continued to glow.
Drax jumped up again and slammed his hoof into Nightmare's neck. But, as he turned to flee and prepare for his next run by, Nightmare grabbed his tail and lifted him into the air.
"Ah, a punching bag." He said with a evil smirk.
Drax struck outward with his hoof, landing a solid punch to Nightmare's nose.
Nightmare put one of his clawed hands up to his face and growled, "How dare you!"
*POW* *Crack*
Drax's body went limp as most of his ribs were broken under the impact force of Nightmare's fist.
Nightmare dropped Drax and stepped over his body, "Just a few more to go, then I can begin the real fun!"
Greg puffed on his blunt and just looked at Nightmare, no emotion on his face.
Nightmare looked between him and Shadow, "Hmmm, who's first?"
Greg raised his hoof and smiled, "Come on bro, show me the worst you got."
"Very well." Nightmare said with a smile as he sprinted towards Greg.
Once he was in front of Greg, he reached down and lifted Greg up to eye level, "Huh, a brave one."
Greg floated his burning blunt up to his mouth and took a long drag, "You better believe it bitch. If I was you, I'd put me down right now and back off."
Nightmare chuckled, "Big words for a small pony."
"Small huh?" Greg said with a smirk as his blunt floated up and suddenly shot forward, slamming into Nightmare's left eye. He then grounded the still burning blunt into his eye, causing Nightmare to yell in pain.
Nightmare pulled back his fist and slammed it into Greg's stomach. He then dropped him and stumbled back, holding his face.
Greg coughed and stood, "Told you to drop me."
Nightmare removed his hands from his face to reveal a pissed off face, "You will suffer!"
"No, you will suffer." Greg said as his horn began to glow.
Nightmare's eyes widened and he grabbed his head, "What is that horrible noise?!"
Greg smirked, "Only the worst song every made. Friday!"
Nightmare screamed in agony, "Get it out! Get it out of my head!"
Greg pulled out a second blunt, "Nope."
Nightmare growled against the torment, "TURN IT OFF!"
He then rushed forward and slammed into Greg. He instantly began to bite and claw at him, trying to get the music out of his head.
Nightmare sighed in relief and stood up, "Finally, that horrible sound is out of my head." He looked down at Greg, who had claw and bite marks all over his body, "Oops, I got kinda out of control... oh well, I'll finish you off after I'm done with the others."
Greg coughed, "Fuck... you.... bro."
Nightmare shrugged and put his foot on Greg's chest, "Or I could do it now."
As he began to push down, a scream of rage filled the air.
I looked up just in time to see Shadow flying towards Nightmare, a determined glare on his face.
He slammed into Nightmare at a tremendous force, causing a loud crack to be heard.
Nightmare howled in pain as he was knocked to the ground.
Shadow landed next to him, rage filled his face, "You do not hurt my friends!" He screamed out.
Nightmare stood and grinned, "Don't hurt your..."
Shadow flew into him and lifted him up ward, screaming into his face, "I will make you pay! NO ONE, AND I MEAN NO ONE! HURTS MY FRIENDS!"
Nightmare yawned, "Do what you want."
Shadow flew upward till he was over a hundred feet in the air, and yelled out in rage.
He then punched Nightmare downward, and while he was flying towards the ground, Shadow flew after him. He slammed into him and sped up their fall towards the ground.
They hit the ground with a sickening thud.
Before the dust cleared, Shadow stumbled out, "Did I win?" He then collapsed, exhausted.
[Oh my God, he actually did it.]
<Wow, Shadow has a rage mode... reminder, we do not, and I repeat, we do not make him mad. Agreed?>
[{Agreed.}]
"Okay Lance, I'm done. But I think it's over." Twilight said as she stood up.
I smiled and stood, "Thanks Twi."
Well, today was a tough day. We fought a fucking entity of evil and won, and...
"That actually kinda hurt." Nightmare said as he walked out of the dust, rotating his neck.
"Oh come on!" I yelled out.
Nightmare looked down at Shadow and frowned, "Pest." He then gave him a sharp kick to the side, sending him skidding across the ground.
He looked at me and smiled, "Ah, I see you're still able to fight. Let's get this over with, I'm itching to slowly kill your family."
I trembled with anger.
{Break... Dawn... let my anger go.}
<What?! No!>
[You know we can't control that!]
{I don't care! I will not let him hurt them!}
<Do it Break.>
[... Alright.]
I growled in anger as my Break unleashed all my pent up anger. I felt the familiar flare of emotions as the transformation completed.
My good eye twitched in anger, "You. Will. Not. TOUCH THEM!"
I charged forward, my left eye burning with rage.
Before I slammed into him, he jumped to the side and grabbed me by the side, "Going over." He then fell backwards, slamming my face into the ground.
I yelled out in rage and twisted, breaking his grasp. I then reared up and slammed my front hooves down on his surprised face.
He yelped in pain and kicked off with his legs, this caused him to slide under me.
I heard him laugh happily as he slammed his open fist upward, breaking something. I heard two audible cracks.
I gasped as a searing pain swept through my body.
Nightmare stood up, holding me above him, his claws dug deep into my chest.
He tossed me to the ground, causing me to scream out in pain.
[Come on Lance! You have to stop him!]
I screamed in pain again as I forced myself to stand up.
Nightmare laughed and bent down to my level, "Why? Why are you so persistent? Just give up, accept faith. I'm going to kill you and your friends, and there's nothing you can do."
I hung my head and smiled, "I have a purpose, a reason to fight. I will not let you hurt my friends, or family, anymore. We're going to end this, here and now."
He smiled, "That's what I like to hear."
I chuckled, "I bet." I then twisted around, ready to strike at his face, but he was ready.
He swiped his claws across my face, causing a horrible pain to flare. I stumbled back, holding back my screams of pain.
I raised my hoof and lifted up the bionic eye. It was dangling from my eye socket, useless.
I looked up in time to see his foot come flying up and slam into my jaw.
I collapsed to the ground, defeated. I couldn't go on... I was... useless.
Nightmare laughed as I returned to normal. He turned and began to walk towards Twilight, "Now, you watch."
Twilight's eyes widened and her horn began to glow.
Nightmare was lifted into the air, but all he did was laugh, "Really? You should know that most magic is useless against me. That pest over there only got lucky."
He broke out of her magic grasp and charged her.
She took a step back, and closed her eyes.
He grabbed her by the neck and lifted her into the air, "Now, what should I cut off first?"
He... will.. die!
I pushed my self to my hooves, forcing my self to ignore the agonizing pain. I lifted up the bionic eye and saw the wire and the button. I know what I must do...
I spread my wings painfully and shot forward towards Nightmare.
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Life.
Life is a gift. The most precious gift anyone could receive. It's a gift that you hold dear, a gift you treasure above all else.
If given the choice, would you be willing to give up this wonderful gift? Would you give it away to save the one you love?
Would you sacrifice yourself just so someone else could go on living?
Life is a gift. It can be given, but it can't be given back.
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I slammed into Nightmare's back, causing him to drop Twilight.
She hit the ground with a yelp and jumped back.
I wrapped my forelegs around Nightmare's neck and wrapped my hind legs around his waist, holding on to him.
Twilight and the other mares looked at me, "What are you doing?!"
Nightmare began to try and pull me off his back, but was unable to reach me.
I looked over at Twilight and smiled weakly, "I love you Twilight, with all my heart. Always remember that."
Her lip began to tremble, "What do you mean?"
I choked back tears and winced in pain as one of Nightmare's claws dug into my back.
"Twilight, you've made my life worth living. I'll always remember..." I let the tears fall.
She shook her head in defiance, "NO!"
Nightmare stood up tall, "You know what? I'll just kill her while your back there."
My eye widened, "Twilight! Please, you have to teleport me and him to that mountain top!"
She fell to the ground, "I CAN'T DO THAT TO YOU!"
I cried slightly and looked over at Trixie, "Trixie, please, teleport me to that mountain top!"
"NO!" Twilight cried out.
Nightmare sighed, "Emotions, I'll never figure them out. Lance, what ever you're planning won't work."
I ignored him, "Hurry!"
Trixie was holding back tears and nodded. Her horn began to glow.
I took one last look at Twilight and closed my eye, unable to hold back my tears.
[... Why is Nightmare just standing here?]
<... I don't know... Break, it was a pleasure knowing you.>
[*Sob* I'm glad I knew you too buddy.]
Trixie's glow spread to us, about to send us away... to the our final moments.
Twilight jumped up and yelled, "I love you too Lance!" Tears were flowing down her face.
Nightmare growled, "Oh no! She's coming with us!" He sprung forward.
I used the last of my strength to pull back, buying Twilight the second she needed to back up.
A bright light flashed as we were teleported away.
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Twilight watched as Lance and Nightmare were teleported away.
She looked up to the mountain that Lance had nodded at and watched, waiting for a signal that he was okay.
Sadly, instead, she saw a large explosion engulf the top half of the large mountain.
Her legs gave out and she fell to the ground, unable to believe what had just happened.
She buried her face into her hooves and began to weep, "Lance..."
White void
I stood up and looked around. Whiteness.
"Really?" Said a loud booming voice.
I sighed sadly, "Yes, really."
"Almost a full year."
I gulped back tears, "I know... I didn't even get to enjoy it all."
"I know."
I closed my eyes.
"Ready?"
I reopened them, "Y-Yes."
"Well..."
Sad, but true. And no one expected a thing.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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A short chapter, but to the point. The events of this chapter were suppose to happen later, but I decided to do them now, for all of you.
No, I'm not trying to speed through the plot line, this is actually how I think it would happen. So please, enjoy.
Chapter 105
"Well, your family and friends are not ready for you to go."
I looked up and sighed, "I know... can you do one thing for me?"
"What is it that you want?"
I stood up confidently, "Can you please keep my family safe."
"And how do you want me to do this?"
I furrowed my brow in confusion, "Ummm... aha! You could send one of your Angeles to watch over them."
"This I can do, but I also have a better idea."
"What is it?"
"Lance, I'll make you a deal."
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Twilight continued to cry into her hooves as the other's checked on the injured stallion's.
Her heart was heavy with sorrow and pain. She had just lost her beloved husband, and she had done nothing to help him.
She had been useless during the whole fight, just standing in the back ground.
"You going to be okay Twilight?" Omnius said as he walked towards her in his normal form, holding his head.
She looked up and screamed, "NO! HE'S DEAD! AND IT'S ALL MY FAULT!"
Omnius stood tall, "No Twilight, it wasn't your fault. It wasn't anybodies fault, it was his choice."
Twilight choked on her sobs, "But, I could have done something."
Omnius shook his head, "Listen Twilight, if you would have got in the middle of that fight and got hurt, to Lance, that would have been worst than dieing. He loved you, and was willing to give his life for you."
Twilight wiped her face, "I know, but..." She trailed off as she fell back to the ground and began to cry again. She curled up into a ball and wept silently.
Omnius felt tears in his eyes also, he would have a talk with the gods of good. See if there was anything that could be done.
But, that would have to wait. Right now, he needed to attend to the others. Starting with Frederic, if he was going to get his horn back, Omnius needed to get to work on him right now.
Sadly, he would have to be the one to break the news to the others. He sighed and looked up at the darkened skies, "A Travelers work is never done..."
With that, he trotted over Frederic and began to perform his magic.
Three hours later
Spark's POV
I sat in the living room, waiting for mom and dad to get back.
Dali had picked us up at school and had told us something important was happening. She wouldn't tell us what, but she said it involved mom and dad.
Now, I'm just sitting here, waiting for them to get back.
After a few more minutes of sitting on the couch, I heard the door open.
I jumped off the couch and looked towards the door.
Mom walked in, her face streaked with dried and new tears. Her mane was a wreck and her eyes were bloodshot.
"Mom?" I said as she silently walked past me, a blank look on her face.
I looked towards the door again to see Omnius standing there, a sad look on his face.
"Where's dad?" I said, becoming scared.
Omnius gulped and walked in, "Hey kiddo... we need to talk."
I fell back on the couch and looked up at him, "What is it? What happened?"
Omnius took a deep breath and put his hoof on my shoulder, "Spark... your dad... is no longer with us."
My world shattered around me at his words, "Wh-What do you mean?"
Omnius's lips trembled, "He gave his life to save us all..."
I began to breath heavily, there was no way dad could be dead! He was dad... he couldn't die... he was stronger than that...
Omnius put his other hoof on my shoulder, "I'm here for you Spark."
I knocked his hooves off of me and jumped up, "You're lying!"
Omnius shook his head sadly, "I wish I was Spark."
Tears began to stream down my face. I let out a loud cry and ran past Omnius and out the front door.
"SPARK! WAIT!" He yelled as he ran after me.
"No! Leave me alone!" I yelled back as I took to the air and flew towards Ponyville.
"Spark! Please, wait!"
I didn't listen, I only wanted to be alone. I just want to find a place where I can be alone...
Everfree forest, thirteen minutes later
I landed in the forest and stumbled over to a tall tree. I then collapsed at the base and began to cry.
I let out all of my pain and sorrow. Thoughts of my dad and the short time we had spent together flooded my mind.
This only increased the pain in my heart, causing me to cry louder.
I recommend playing this song, it's Lance's theme song: Ain't No Grave by Johnny Cash
I heard the sound of bushes moving, but I didn't care. I also didn't care when the Cockatrice walked out of the overgrowth and strolled towards me.
I looked at it, but not at it's eyes, "What? You want to turn me to stone? Do it, I don't care anymore."
The Cockatrice seemed to smile as it's eyes widened, about to perform their special trick.
"YOU WILL LEAVE HIM ALONE!" Yelled a booming voice.
A bright light filled the area, a light that nearly blinded me. I shielded my face from it, but still kept my gaze focused on the source of the light.
A pony began to walk forward, but I couldn't see it clearly due to the light. All I saw was a black form moving forward.
The Cockatrice squawked in horror and turned to flee.
"RUN! LEAVE AT ONCE!" The booming voice demanded.
As the Cockatrice fled, I turned back to the pony. The light around it slowly dimmed.
When it cleared, I still couldn't clearly see the pony. The darkness around it kept it from sight.
"Spark." The pony said, but in it's normal voice.
My eyes widened, could it be? "Dad?"
Dad stepped forward, a soft smile in his face, "Yes Spark, it's me."
I rushed forward, tears streaming down my face, "DAD!"
Dad leaned down and caught me in a one legged hug, "Hey buddy."
I leaned back and looked at him, seeing that his right eye was mismatched from his other one, "But, they said you were dead."
He nodded, "I was, I'll explain on the way. I must get to Twilight, fast!" He then picked me up and flew into the air, flying faster than I thought possible.
He then began to explain everything.
Dali's house,
Lance's POV
I put Spark down outside the door and burst through the door, I then galloped to our room.
I burst through the door to see Twilight looking out the window.
"TWILIGHT!" I yelled as I jumped across the room and tackled her to the ground.
She looked up at me in disbelief and happiness, "LANCE?! You're alive!"
I leaned down and pressed my lips to hers, giving her the most loving and passionate kiss I could. We kissed for a good two minutes before I pulled back slowly.
She wrapped her forelegs around my neck, "I thought you were gone forever! How are you here?!"
I smiled, time to explain this, again.
I stood up and held her to her hooves, "Okay Twi, I'll make this simple. I did die, and I was in front of God, again. I asked God to send an angel to watch over you all, but he gave me a better option. He did send an angel to watch over you all... me. He sent me back to watch over all of you, to keep you all out of harms way. To put this simply, I'm an angel, but I'm able to have a physical body. I am only allowed to live here and be with you all as long as I remain true to you and the others."
Twilight looked confused, "A what?"
Oh, I forgot the ponies don't know what an angel is... time to explain this.
"Well, a angel is..."
Five minutes later
"... And that's pretty much it." I said, finishing up my explanation of angel's and God.
Twilight nodded, "That's... interesting. So, what kind of angel are you? You said there were different kinds."
I shrugged, "I don't really know Twi, I was never told."
She looked me over, "You don't look different."
I gave a small shrug, "Well, this is my pony form. My angel form is a little different. I'll show it to you one day, but first, I want to show everyone else that I'm alright. And heal them all, I now have that ability, among many others."
Twilight shook her head, "Don't worry about that, Omnius actually did that."
I smiled, "Good man. I'll give him my thanks."
Twilight looked at my flank and gasped, "Lance! What happened to your cutie mark?! It's changed!"
"Huh?" I said as I looked back at my cutie mark. It had indeed changed. It was still the test dummy symbol, but it had two white angel wings on either side now. "Huh, interesting. Apparently it's changed with me becoming a angel."
Twilight furrowed her brow, "But how? Cutie mark's don't change."
I chuckled, "Just forget about it Twi, it's the work of outside forces." I then smiled happily, "Also, I think you'll love to know this. But since I'm a angel, my bodies been repaired. Meaning, we can have more kids if you want."
Twilight jumped into me, wrapping her hooves around my neck, "Thank Celestia!"
I smiled and returned her hug.
[Should we tell her that we're only allowed to be here as long as she's alive?]
<No, we'll tell her later. Remember, God said once she die's, we are to return to heaven.>
[I know...]
Twilight leaned back and looked at my bionic eye, "I thought you said your body was repaired fully?"
I laughed slightly, "I wanted to keep it. I actually like it."
She sighed, "You would." She then smiled and kissed my cheek, "Even if you were only gone a few hours, it was horrible. I missed you so much."
I gave her a small kiss on the neck, "Don't worry, I won't ever leave you again. I promise."
She returned my kiss, but on the lips, "I believe you. I love you so much Lance."
I smiled happily, "I love you with all my heart Twilight, forever and always."
We then shared another deep kiss.
[Now, to tell the other's we're okay.]
<I still can't believe we're an angel.>
[I know right? Eat your heart out Omnius, we're on your level now!]
I pulled back from the kiss and smiled, "Let's go Twi."
When I turned around, Twilight saw the book that was attached to a sling that was hung on my side, "What's that?"
I chuckled, "Oh nothing, just a book given to me by one of the angel's, Michael I think."
Twilight nodded, "Interesting, can I read it?"
I shook my head, "I'll have to read it first Twi, sorry."
She sighed, "I understand, but please hurry and read it."
I chuckled and put a foreleg over her, "Don't worry, I'll read it as fast as I can. May take a few days. The words are extremely small."
<Get a move on Lance, remember the others.>
I began to pull Twilight to the door, "Come on, we got to inform the others."
"That will be easy, their all at the library, trying to learn a way to bring you back."
I chuckled, "Man, I love those guys!"
"I can teleport us you know." She said with a smirk.
I shrugged, "So can I, but, I can only teleport myself and another. You can do it this time though."
She smiled, "I've got to study you sometime."
Oh come on, this isn't good... or is it? We'll find out.
Her horn began to glow and we were surround in a bright light.
And he's alive XD This was the plan all along, I never intended to actually kill him. Remember, I said they all die of natural causes.
Also, here's Lance now:
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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2012-08-28T00:27:17+00:00
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2023-07-13T15:49:59+00:00
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Writers block, gotta hate it.
*Looks at title* Yeah, I spent a full hour trying to name this chapter... it was difficult XD
Oh yeah, I also messed up my right arm. Mostly the elbow and shoulder... word of advice. Don't jump of a bridge and expect the water to be deep, because, more than likely, it's not. Mud and rocks hurt.
Meaning, it's hurting me to type this out. I was in serious pain during all of this, so it's really sort and... rushed? I'm really sorry.
Also, the new OC in the story is owned by AndryFeare, on Fanfiction.net
Chapter 106
We reappeared outside of the library, a few feet from the door.
Twilight looked at me, "I should go first."
I nodded and allowed her to walk forward.
She walked up to the door and opened it without knocking.
On the other side, I heard someone say hi and ask how she was doing.
I took a deep breath and walked into the room.
Upon entering, Greg turned and looked at me, "Whoa! I must be high, I'm seeing Lance."
All the others looked up from their books and other things to see me, standing in the doorway.
No one said a word, but I could tell they were relieved to see me.
Frederic was the first to react. He stood up and walked silently towards me.
I looked at his head to see that his horn was back, I wonder who helped him with that. Probably Omnius or Luna.
Frederic stopped in front of me and used his magic to lift my upper body up. He then slammed his hoof into my gut, then released me.
"Don't you ever pull a stunt like that again!" He yelled in my face. He then pulled me into a friendly hug, "It's good to have you back."
I chuckled and quickly returned his hug before jumping back, breaking it, "Yeah, but I've got some explaining to do."
David looked at me from across the room, "Yeah, you can start with your cutie mark. Why does it have wings?"
I held up a hoof and smiled, "This will be very hard to explain, so, would you like me to start off by showing you all?"
"Showing us what?" Grace asked as she sat on a couch with her head hanging over the side.
"Well, I guess you could call it my second form. Let's just say I died and was sent back as something. I'll explain more after I show you."
Frederic furrowed his brow, "So, you did die. Very well, show us this new 'form'."
I gave a bow, "With pleasure."
I then stood up straight and rotated my neck a little till it popped. Ah, much better. "Ready?"
They all nodded in response.
[Let's do this!]
<Yeah! I've been wanting to try this form out since we got it!>
{Focus.]
<[Sorry.]>
I closed my eyes and slowly shifted over, mentally that is. A sudden flash shot out from my body and filled the room momentarily.
When it cleared, I heard everyone gasp.
"Dude!" Peter yelled out as he looked me over.
"Nice." Greg said while looking out a random window at a random bird.
Frederic whistled, "Dayum!"
I looked at everyone and asked, "What do I look like exactly." This is the time when you need a mirror.
Frederic looked me over again, "Well, your wings are slightly bigger, but no longer have the red metal like substance on them. Your mane and tail are still black, but the red's been replaced by white. Your stripes are also white. You're also taller, almost as tall as me. And... are those crosses on your hooves?"
I looked down at my hooves to see a black cross on the sides, "Huh, I like that."
"Lance, tell us what happened." Vinetion asked as she slowly stood up.
Well, time to explain this all again... *Sigh*
I cleared my throat, "Well, you see, I'm an angel and..."
Everfree forest, Mr. Bleak's house
Mr. Bleak stepped out of his house and looked at the surrounding forest.
Peaceful.
He smiled to himself and looked at his small garden, full of flowers.
No pony knows this, but Mr. Bleak, the most feared teacher in the area, has a soft spot for flowers. He just loves to grow them and set them around the house.
This is the main reason his house was out in the Everfree forest. No sane pony would ever brave the forest and go this far out.
He checked the tree line one more time before picking up his watering bucket and moving towards his garden. He tilted his head to the side, causing some water to sprinkle out and onto the flowers.
A smile formed on his face while he held the handle in his teeth.
"Hiya!" Said a happy female voice.
Bleak jumped at the voice and spun around, causing the water in the bucket to fly out and splash into a lime green unicorn with a black mane.
She laughed hysterically at the sudden impact of water and shook her self off.
Bleak raised and eyebrow and put the bucket down, "Who are you and why are you here?" The basic question he asked anypony that got close to his house.
She tapped her chin, "Hmm, lets see: I was bored and someone told me a strange pony lived out in the forest. I was curious and here I am!"
Bleak looked her over, "And?"
"And what?" She asked curiously.
Bleak sighed and said it as simply as he could, "Why did you come all this way to see me?"
She opened her mouth slightly and said oh as she nodded her head, "I just thought you sounded interesting. And you are!"
Bleak shifted uncomfortably.
She held out her hoof, "My names Adry."
Bleak looked at her hoof and slowly reached out and shook it, "Darkest Bleak."
She smiled, "Darkest Bleak? I like that name!"
Bleak looked around, "Umm, could you please leave?"
She cocked her head, "Leave? Why?"
He sighed, "I may be a school teacher, but I do prefer to be alone afterwords." Well, when he's not watching over Spark.
She smiled happily, "Alone? No pony should be alone."
Bleak turned from her, "Yeah, well I've been alone for a thousand year's." He then facehoofed, he had just said the one thing he tried to keep hidden.
"A thousand years? Whoa, you're that old?" She asked in amazement.
Bleak turned back to her, "Uhhh, yeah." Might as well tell her a little, "I'm actually older than that, way older."
She bounced with a happiness, "Wow! You're even more interesting! Can I stay here for a while? PLEASE!"
Bleak looked at his flowers and sighed, "Fine, but only for a while."
She smiled, "Yay! Thank you!"
"Yeah yeah." He said as he picked up the bucket and made his way to the water pump.
He put it down and began to refill it. Once it was filled, he picked it up and walked past Adry and back to his flowers.
"What are you doing?" She asked.
"Watering my garden." Bleak answered simply.
After a few seconds, he heard her said something.
Then...
*Splash*
He sighed and turned to see Adry standing next to the water pump, which was now spraying water upward.
"I didn't do it." She said as she side stepped away from it, already soaked.
Bleak walked over and gave it a kick, fixing the problem. It usually did this, all ya had to do was give a small hard kick.
He turned to Adry to see her standing there, soaking wet and shivering. It was almost winter after all. (Yes, I'm keeping track of the season. It's October right now, almost Nightmare night.)
He pointed towards the house, "Go get a towel, they're in the kitchen."
She nodded, then smiled, "Ow! I get to see the inside of your house, yay!" She then galloped off towards the front door.
Bleak sighed and followed. Better make sure she doesn't destroy the house in her search.
And, not to his surprise, he walked in to see that she had already made a wreck of the kitchen.
He walked in and tapped his hoof against the floor.
She looked up from a pile of plates and bowels that she had knocked down and frowned in frustration, "I can't find them!"
He reached over to the back of a chair and picked one up.
She smiled sheepishly, "Oh... oops, must have missed it."
She stood up and walked over and grabbed it with her magic. She then proceeded to dry her self off.
As Bleak watched, he had a thought. 'Wow, she actually looks beaut...' He then slammed his hoof across his head, 'She's mortal, just forget that thought.'
She finished up and smiled at him, "Done!" She then tossed the towel over the same chair and looked around, "Sorry about the mess."
He shrugged, "I've done worst trying to cook."
She giggled, "You can cook?"
He shook his head, "Far from it. I just eat hay or what ever I buy that can be heated up in the oven."
She furrowed her brow, then clapped her hooves together, "Idea! I can go to town and get some ingredients, then I can make you a real meal! I love this idea! How about you?!"
He rubbed his chin, "Well I..."
"Great! I'll be back soon!" She said as she bolted out the door.
"... just ate." He finished. He then sighed, "Mare's."
He then looked at the mess, "Guess I got to clean this up... sometimes I wish I was back in the beginning of my life. At least then all I had to do was eat and sleep."
After a few deep memories, he began to work on the kitchen, and as usual, talked to himself, "That mare is crazy. But I like crazy... Darkest! She's mortal! It wouldn't work, she'll only die on you and you'll go on living!"
He hung his head and sighed, "Being immortal sucks sometimes."
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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Two things: I typed this whole chapter on my phone XD and number two: Hurt like hell, damn arm.
Short, but meh. I'm doing my best.
Chapter 107
I stepped out of the library with Kara on my back, how does she keep finding me? I chuckled slightly to myself, at least my friends took the news well. The only one who freaked out was Aaron, but meh.
I looked around at all the ponies and smiled, gotta love this town.
[Damn right! This town is awesome!]
A dull blue pony walked by with a box full of decorations.
Huh, is Pinkie having a party? Again?
I trotted after the pony and tapped his shoulder, "What's with the decorations?"
He turned and smiled, "Hey Lance! Don't you know? Nightmare Night is only three days away! We're just getting ready."
Nightmare Night? Sweet! "Really? Only three days? Awesome."
He nodded, "You betcha! This year will be the best yet!"
I laughed, "Probably. It'll be interesting, I'll tell you that."
He chuckled and turned, "Can't wait!"
[Who was that?]
<No idea.>
I turned and began to walk towards the market area of the town. Yeah, I'm bored.
Kara spread her wings and fell down on my back, just relaxing.
[What are we? A bed?]
< Apparently so.>
I shrugged and walked through the small crowd of ponies, all doing their afternoon shopping.
I stopped in front of a random cart and looked at it's products.
[What should we go as for Nightmare Night?]
<An Angel?>
[... Really?]
<Yeah! We could change into our angel form and...>
[No, we are not doing that. I have a more badass costume. And, I know for a face Twilight can change the color of our mane to match it.]
<Oh yeah? What is it?>
Break leans over and whispers in Dawn's ear.
<Ow! I like that!>
[I knew you would.]
I chuckled, I liked this idea for a costume. Anyway, back to looking at things I can't buy because I don't have a bit on me.
"No, that won't work. We need four bowls, not two!" Said a voice that I kinda recognized.
"Well soorrryyy! If you don't like how I buy our things, do it yourself!" Said a second voice that I also kinda recognized.
I turned around to see two ponies with mustaches and black sunglasses. One was a white Pegasus with a white and caramel mane, his cutie mark was a 3/4 time signiture. The second was a grey unicorn with a blue and blood red mane, his cutie mark was a... NES Controller?
[Are those fake mustaches?]
<Yep.>
[Seems suspicious.]
<I say we follow them.>
[Let's.]
I silently slipped up behind them and pretended to be interested in a rock... a rock? Really Lance?
The two suspicious ponies continued to argue for a few more seconds before moving on to another stall. I stayed close behind them.
They walked from stall to stall, picking up a few items here and there.
[Never mind, this is boring.]
I began to turn around, but stopped when the white one leaned down to the grey one.
"Now, we can go back."
The grey one laughed, "Finally!"
The pair began to walk out of the market area and out of the town.
Yep, I'm curious. Gotta follow them.
I followed them out of the town and into the Everfree forest... what the... why are they going in here?
I stayed behind them, staying silent.
They pulled off the sunglasses and the fake mustaches.
[Called it.]
I chuckled lightly and continued to follow the two strange ponies. They walked down a old beaten path for a few minutes before turning off on a wooden cabin.
They walked up to the door and walked in.
Okay, I got to know more about this.
<No Lance, every time we look into strange things, we end up hurt or worst.>
[I say we do it.]
{Going with Break on this.}
I stepped out of cover and advanced on the door.
Upon reaching it, I could hear music coming from the inside.
I reached up and knocked on it.
Suddenly, everything on the other side stopped, I mean, the music cut off and I could hear hushed voices.
[Hey Lance, I just found out the coolest thing!]
{Not now, tell me later.}
[Fine...]
The door opened to reveal a blue mare. It took me a second, but I recognized her as Colgate.
"Uhhh, yes?" She asked nervously.
Okay, now I'm confused. "I was just wondering through and saw this place.... why are you in the middle of the Everfree forest?"
"I got this." The white pony said as he walked took the place in the doorway, "Before I say anything, I must ask a question. Brohoof?"
I smiled and held up my hoof, "Oh yeah brony!"
He chuckled and slammed his hoof into mine, "Haha, I knew you were a human. I just knew it."
I chuckled and looked into the house, "So, why are you in the middle of the Everfree forest?"
"Best place to put a radio station." He said with a smug look.
I raised an eyebrow, "You're the ones who run the brony radio?"
"Yep! Only us." He said proudly.
I smirked, "You know, you don't have to wear sunglasses and fake mustaches when you go to town. You're on the radio, not tv, they don't know what you look like."
He facehoofed, "I told Byte we didn't need... never mind. You wanna come in?"
I shrugged, "Sure, I've been wanting to see what your studio looks like."
He smiled, "Oh, you'll love it. Byte also has a gaming system."
"Nice." I held out my hoof, "Names Lance."
He shook my hoof, "White Noise, and my two partners are Grey Byte and Navy Shadow."
I rubbed my chin, "I never heard you mention Navy Shadow on the radio."
Noise shrugged, "He's the one who runs the equipment."
I nodded and walked in, "Nice place."
He closed the door and smiled, "Thank you, we built it ourselves."
"Good job." Yeah, I don't really know what to say right now, so... "Where's Grey Byte and Navy Shadow?"
He pointed down a hall, "Byte's down there, as for Navy Shadow... I think he went on a adventure. He should be back in a few days or so."
I look down the hall, "Is it alright if I go talk to Grey Byte? I've kinda been wanting to talk to him." He is the funniest one on the radio after all.
"Go for it. I'll be in the studio... don't be surprised when you see his wives." White Noise said as he left the room.
I began to walk down the hall, but stopped, "Wait, wives?!"
[I'm worried now...]
<So am I...>
I passed by a few doors, opening a few. It took a few tries, but I finally found the one with Grey Byte in it.
He was laying in front of a tv... wheres the power coming from? He was also playing a Nintendo... this is strange. At least his cutie mark makes since now.
I walked in to see that there was a mare laying down beside him while he played. Berry Punch.
[My mind! I'm so confused!]
I thought he had two...
"Got the chips!" Colgate said behind me as she trotted in and over to the others.
SO CONFUSED!
"Also, you have company." She said as she sat down next to him.
He turned and smiled, "Well hey there."
I did a small wave, "Hi. Names Lance."
He gave a nod and smiled, "I think you know mine." He then turned back to his game, "So, what brings you here?"
"No reason at all, just curious." I then looked at the two mares, "Two wives?"
"Yep, it's a mutual agreement." He said simply.
Berry Punch turned around to face me, "Yeah, at first it was creepy, but now it's fun."
Colgate also turned, "Are you married?"
I nodded, "Sure am."
"To who?" Grey Byte asked.
I chuckled, "Twilight Sparkle."
He turned, "Damn man, how'd you score that?"
I shrugged with a smirk, "I don't know, guess I'm just that good."
[You got lucky.]
{I know.}
He rolled his eyes, "Uhuh, sure." He then went back to his game. "Wanna watch?"
I looked around and smiled, "Sure. Haven't seen a tv in a while anyways."
"You'll love this then." He said with a chuckle.
I walked over to a couch and stretched out on it. Comfy.
As I watched him play the game, I remembered something.
{Okay Break, what did you have to tell me.}
[What do you mean?]
{You said you had to tell me something at the door.}
[Oh yeah! I just found out something cool we can do!]
{Which is?}
[We can send letters to other dimensions!]
{Really?}
[Yep! I got to do something! Get me some paper and a pencil!]
I looked around and saw a notebook and a pencil, "Hey, can I use those?"
"Sure, go ahead." Grey Byte said.
I stood up and walked over and picked it up.
[Watch this!]
My hoof then grabbed the pencil and began to write a note on the paper.
'Hey Graze! WAAASSSSAAAAAPPP?! This is Lance, or should I say, Break! You've got to respond to this!'
{I'm curious about this.}
My hoof raised the paper in the air and a green flame engulfed it.
[And sent! Can't wait for a response!]
I chuckled, it's not like he'll be able to respond.
Back to the couch!
<Time to relax and watch some tv! YAY!>
The letter thing is KillJoy's idea XD
Also, you can tell I was in a rush. Sorry about that.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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2023-07-14T00:26:47+00:00
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Making a few changes to the last chapter. I'm going to change the pictures and I changed the descriptions.
Also, again, wrote this on my phone.
Chapter 108
"Like I said earlier: Love the house." I shouted back as I walked away from White Noise's and Grey Byte's home slash studio.
"Come back anytime bro!" Byte yelled after me as he closed the door.
[Those guys are awesome! I mean come on, Byte has two wives! I want two wives!]
{Not gonna happen Break, I'm loyal to only Twilight.}
[You're no fun.]
I shrugged as I continued to walk, looking at the surrounding forest. Very creepy.
<I agree, too creepy for me.>
I shuddered slightly, feels like I'm being watched.
[... Wings?]
{Right...}
I spread my wings, which woke Kara up, and jumped into the air, and quickly flew above the trees. There, much better.
I began to fly lazily towards Ponyville.
Kara jumped off my back and soared beside me.
I looked over at her and chuckled, "I see you're finally awake."
She hooted with happiness and flew up closer to me.
I laughed and rolled lazily in the air, "The past few weeks have been crazy. You agree girl?"
Kara gave a nod and flew over me.
I twisted around till I was flying upside down and looked up at Kara, "You know what? I'm just gonna be lazy today." I put my hooves behind my head and crossed my hind legs, still flying upside down.
Kara hooted and dropped down on me, landing on my chest.
I chuckled, "Oh no, you're flying Kara. I'm trying to relax here."
She shrugged and curled up on my chest.
Oh come on! "Kara, you do know I can just turn over and you'll fall off, right?"
She waved me off with her wing.
[Flip over! Do it!]
I sighed and lifted her up, "If you're going to lay on me, let me turn over. You can get on my back."
She nodded and flew off of me and waited for me to turn over.
I smirked, "Now, you gotta catch me!" Her eyes widened as I twisted around and flew towards Ponyville at a high speed.
I laughed loudly as I sped away.
<That wasn't nice.>
[We're only playing. Look, Kara is.... Whoa! She's flying fast!]
I looked back and my mouth fell open, Kara was almost matching my speed. Wow.
No matter, I can just...
*Pow*
... Slam into a tree... Why did I go so low to the ground? I slide down the tree trunk and hit the ground with a small thud.
I slowly sat up from the ground and rubbed my head.
Kara landed in front of me and cocked her head in concern.
I looked at her and chuckled, "Oh, I'm fine. Just hit my head." Again.
I forced myself to stand and sighed, "Every time."
After a few more seconds, I began to walk the short distance to Ponyville. Kara, for once, flew above me.
I walked into town, still rubbing my head.
[Hey Lance, we need your help settling a argument.]
{What is it about?}
[Dawn says our angel form should be called Holy Dawn, but I think we should be called Holy Break. Which one do you like?]
{Tough choice, but, since Dawn is the pure side of me, we're going with Holy Dawn. Of course, I may change it later.}
<Yes!>
[NOOOOO!]
I chuckled and continued to walk through the town.
.... Bored now!
[You know what we should do?]
{What?}
[Be idiots!]
{I'm done for this.}
I began to skip, and I mean girly skip, down the street.
All the ponies I past just laughed and continued on with what they were doing. It's a good thing they all know me.
I was having a tiny amount of fun as I skipped through the town, but I quickly became bored again.
[Wow... we have a short attention span.]
<I know right? I think this is the first time we've actually had time to ourselves in a long time.>
[So.... what do we do?]
<No idea. We usually have a problem to solve caused by one of our friends.>
[*Sigh* Shit man...]
I stopped my idiotic skipping and just trotted down the street.
I passed the café I use to work at. It sucks that I was fired after Omnius left the first time. But come on, I forgot all about it.
<Irresponsible.>
[I'm surprised we haven't lost Spark yet. I mean, we left our aunts kid at Disney land that one time.]
{Hey! That wasn't my fault! That stupid mouse kept bugging me! How was I suppose to know that the security guards would forget to take him with us when they pulled me off that guy?!}
[Hey, all I'm saying is that I'm surprised we haven't lost one of the kids yet.]
I shrugged and passed it, getting a glance from the cashier.
Just keep on moving Lance. There has to be at least one thing to do.
[Well, there is one thing.]
{And what would that be?}
[Greg is always up to something! And it's been at least two or three hours since the last time we saw him, so he should be back at Sugar Cube Corner.]
{Sure, why not.}
I turned to the left and galloped down the street. Heading for Sugar Cube Corner.
After a good five minute run, I got lost by accident, I came upon the bakery.
I trotted up to the door and pushed it open. On the other side was the usual. Ponies buying deserts and baked goods.
It only took a second to see Greg, who was laying on a table. That's so Greg.
I walked over and cleared my throat, getting his attention.
"Yo man." He said with a smile.
I gave a small wave, "Yo. Listen, I'm bored. You got anything to do?"
He smirked, "Oh yeah. I got a new spell."
I shook my head, "No, no spells." I still remember the last time.
He sighed, "Dude, it's just a mustache spell."
[I want one!]
<Me too!>
I shrugged, "Alright, fine, do it."
He smiled, "Nice. Follow me."
He jumped off the table and lead me up the stairs and to his and Pinkie Pie's room.
I have a bad feeling about this.
He turned and smirked, "Ready?"
I shook my head, "You know, I change my..."
"TO LATE!" He yelled as he aimed his horn at me, and caused a beam of magic to hit me.
Hot... hot... HOT! It feels like someone is sticking a red hot rod in my brain! I'm never listening to Greg again!
I grabbed my head in pain.
[OUCH! It feels like I'm being ripped apart!]
<What's happening?!>
I suddenly shot to the side, slamming into a closet, which broke the door and caused me to land inside it.
"Huh, that's what it does." Greg said.
I rolled over in the pile of dirty clothes and groaned, "What do you mean?"
"Yeah, what do you mean?" Said a voice that sounded like... me?
I stood up and looked at Greg, who was looking at a third pony. I looked at the pony and... WHAT THE! Is that... me?
A pony that looked exactly like me stood up and looked at me, "Whoa!"
This pony was like me in every way! He even had a miniature Break and Dawn on his shoulders.
I and the pony look alike looked at Greg and said at the same time, "Greg! What did you do?!"
We looked back at each other and said, "Whoa..."
Greg smirked, "Nice! I made two Lance's!"
I looked at the other me, "A clone?"
He shook his head, "No, you're the clone."
I held up a hoof, "Okay wait. Let's not argue about this. We both know I'm the real Lance."
The other me furrowed his brow, then smiled, "Yeah, you are the real Lance."
That was easier than they make it out to be in all those movies, "Well, now that that's settled." I looked at Greg, "Fix this."
He shrugged, "I don't know how dude. But come on! You have a clone, think of all the cool things you can do!"
The second me looked at me and smirked, "Oh dude, we can so do this! Come on, we can prank all our friends."
[Do it Lance! It'll be fun!] My Break said happily.
[Aww fuck yeah!] The other Break yelled out.
I shrugged, "Could be fun."
The clone laughed, "Aww sweet."
I chuckled, "One thing, we can't call you Lance. That's my name.'
He waved a hoof, "Say no more, I'll go by Jun. I've always like that name."
I nodded, "I know, one of my favorite names. Okay, Jun, follow me. Time to have some fun!"
Jun laughed and opened a window, "To the wind!"
He jumped out the window and I soon followed.
Once in the air, he looked at me, "I need to know something. We're an angel, right?"
I nodded as I flew beside him, "Yes, we are."
He smiled, "Nice, I want to go into the angel form. How do I again?"
I shrugged, "Do it like you go into Breaking Dawn, just think about it. Shouldn't you know this? You are me after all."
He smiled sheepishly, "Yeah, sorry. Let me try." He closed his eyes and tried to focus. But, as I could see, he failed. "Well, I guess we do have one difference."
"What?" I asked curiously.
He sighed, "I'm not a angel. Damn, that would have been cool to have that form!"
I chuckled, "Don't worry about it."
He looked at me angrily, "Don't worry about it?! If I'm not an angel, that means I can die!"
I stopped flying and held up my hooves, I'm staring to scare myself, "Whoa there, you don't have to worry about that. You won't die anytime soon, it's not as if you're going to throw yourself into danger... wait, you are me... well, let me do all the dangerous stuff then."
He glared and snorted, "This means I can't become the dom.... forget it."
Break leaned over to my ear and whispered, [Something seems off about him]
{I agree.} I whispered back.
He quickly calmed down and smiled, "Sorry about that, you know how we get."
I slowly nodded, "Yeah... It's fine."
He pointed ahead, "Ready?"
I shrugged, "Not really. I kinda need to talk to Twilight. Wanna come?"
He smiled, "Sure, I'll come... mostly because I have to."
Yeah, true. I don't want him running around alone till everyone knows about him. I don't l like this, but meh. He's me, what could be so bad about me?
So much, that's what. Well, as long as I watch him, everything should be fine.
I pointed a hoof forward, "Follow me." I shot forward and began to fly towards Canterlot.
<Hey Lance, remember when I said we're irresponsible?>
{Yeah.}
<We forgot Kara.>
I facehoofed, I knew I forgot something! Well, she knows were we live. And she always finds me, so I'm not worried.
Ten minutes later
We landed in front of Dali's door and walked in.
I told Jun to follow me and we headed for my... our room. Once there, I opened it to see Spark, but no Twilight. Darn, where is she?
Spark looked at me and smiled, but then looked confused when he saw Jun, "Dad?"
I chuckled, "Don't worry Spark, it's me, and this is my clone... I guess. You can thank Uncle Greg for this." Gonna get him back for this.
Spark looked between us, "Whoa, you look just like each other."
Jun smiled, "Good."
I looked at him, then back at Spark, "Just remember, I'm the real Lance, the one who has the cut on his cheek."
Spark looked at me strangely, "But you don't have a cut on your cheek."
I held up a hoof, "Yet." I picked up a piece of paper and pulled it across my cheek, causing a paper cut to form. I winced in pain, but it was worth it. Now I look slightly different from Jun.
Spark sighed, "Oh dad, really?"
I shrugged, "Yes, really. Now, I need you to do something."
He smiled, "What is it dad?"
I pointed to the open window, "Can you go hang out with Nova or something. I need to speak to your mom in private."
He sighed, "Can't, see's with her new coltfriend."
Poor kid, "Oh... well go play with Star Chaser."
He hung his head, "Yeah, that could be fun." He then hovered off the bed and flew out the window.
When he get's back, I'll help him with this problem. But for now...
"Okay Jun, go in the living room. I've got to do something."
Jun nodded and left the room.
I walked over to my desk and pulled out a piece of paper. I then wrote, "Twilight, there are two of me, Lance. The real me has a cut on his face. So please don't get confused."
I placed that on the desk and moved to my dresser.
"Hey Lance, I just saw Twilight." Jun said as he ran into the room.
I turned, "You did? Where?"
He chuckled, "She said she was teleporting to the library."
I cocked my head, "Why?"
He shrugged, "Don't know. But she thought I was you and told me to get to the library as fast as I could."
Oh no, what's wrong now?! "Okay, you stay here. I'll go meet her at the library. I'll tell her about you when I get there."
He nodded, "Sounds like a plan. I'll stay here till you get back."
I flew to the window but stopped, "One last thing, remember: You're not the real me, so if you see anyone we know, tell them."
He saluted, "Can do!"
I smiled and flew out the window.
I have to hurry! By the way he said it, it sounds urgent!
I flapped my wings harder and pushed myself to fly faster.
Back at Dali's house
Jun smirked, "Idiot." He then chuckled and jumped on the bed, "Can't believe he actually believed me."
He stretched out and laid back.
Twilight walked in and looked at him, "What did you want me to do again Lance?"
He looked at her and smiled, "Oh nothing Twi, just wanted you to stay away from the room while I prepared."
She cocked her head, "For what?"
He smirked, "I think you know."
She giggled, "But the kids?"
"They already left. It's only us." He said, licking his lips.
She trotted to the bed, "I see."
Jun sat up and smirked slyly, "You're all mine."
Oh shit! This can't be good XD
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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Chapter 109
Jun licked his lips as Twilight walked across the room and towards the bed.
She swayed her flank side to side, lustfully.
But, before she reached the bed, she saw a piece of paper with her name on it on the desk.
She, being her curious self, forgot about Lance for a few seconds and trotted over to the desk.
"Huh, Twi? Sex?" Lance said from the bed.
She held up a hoof, "One second." She levitated the paper up to her face and unfolded it.
'Twilight, there are two of me, Lance. The real me has a cut on his face. So please don't get confused.'
Twilight furrowed her brow and looked at Lance. She looked at his face to see no cuts.
Her gaze slowly narrowed, making Lance shift uneasily.
"Where's Lance?" She said calmly as her horn sparked slightly.
The fake Lance gulped, "What? I am the real Lance. Don't you know your own husband girl?"
Twilight lowered her head, "For starters, Lance wouldn't call me 'girl'."
The impostor gulped, "Oh shit."
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Faster... GO FASTER!
I pushed myself as hard as I could, flapping my wings furiously.
[Lance.... teleportation.]
I stopped with a jolt and facehoofed, "Of course!"
*BZZZT*
I appeared in the library to find it empty.
{HUD.}
<Got it.>
My HUD came up to show that I was indeed alone in the library.
"What the fudge?" I said aloud.
[I have a feeling we've been duped.]
<What?>
[Let's get back to the house.]
I sighed and focused again.
*BZZZT*
I appeared in my bedroom and.... what the hell?
Twilight had Jun tied to the wall and was repeatedly screaming out a single question, and when she didn't get a answer, she would throw a random object at him. The thing was, Jun was gagged.
I sighed and walked up behind her, "You know Twi, he can't answer you if he's gagged."
She turned and smiled, "Lance!" She then blushed, "Oops, I guess I wasn't thinking clearly."
I shrugged, and walked over to Jun, "What did he do?" I pulled the ropes, causing him to fall to the ground.
"He was trying to have sex with me." Twilight said while she glared at Jun.
He was... Oh hell no! "You were what?!"
He stood up and glared, "Fucking fine! I want to be the only fucking Lance! I want your life!"
I chuckled, "Not gonna happen, so lets just..."
"FUCK YOU! I want to be the dominate Lance! And I'll do anything to make that happen." He screamed out. He then smirked, "Your cut is gone."
It is? Damn, stupid body and its stupid way of fixing me!
Before I could say anything, he jumped on me and began to roll around.
We rolled across the room and hit the wall before we jumped apart.
He shook his head, "What the hell was that for?!"
I looked at him in shock, "Me? Why did you jump on me?!"
He also looked shocked, "What? You jumped on me!"
I shook my head, "NO! You jumped on me!"
"Which one of you is the fake Lance?!" Twilight screamed out as she held a wooden chair in front of her using her magic.
We both pointed at each other and said, "He's the fake Lance!"
Twilight looked between us and slowly advance, "Tell me!"
Idea! "Okay Twi, the real Lance can not die. So hit the one you think is the fake Lance."
*POW* *CRASH* Thud*
I fell to the ground with all remains of the chair around me. My head was throbbing like crazy.
I forced my self to stand and looked at her, "What the hell Twi?! I was the one talking! Why would I tell you that if I was the fake Lance?!"
She smiled sheepishly, "Sorry, I though it was a trick."
Jun suddenly jumped into me and began to spun us around, he then jumped back, both of us in different spots.
I quickly pointed at Jun, "He's the fake Lance! Hit him Twi!"
*POW* *Thud*
I fell to the floor again, this time taking a blow from a heavy book.
I stood and screamed, "TWILIGHT! I told you to hit him! Not me!"
She smiled awkwardly, "I thought it was another trick..."
Jun jumped forward again, but I sidestepped. And, knowing me, I tripped.
He twisted around and jumped on me and began to twist us around. Again, we parted.
This is getting old!
Jun pointed at me, "Let's try this again Twi! He's the impostor!"
Oh, he just made a mistake, Twilight was going to hit....
*KAABOOOOM*
i flew across the room after taking a nightstand to the side, and I swear, it was going at mach two when it hit me... stupid magic!
I winced in pain from the broken bones in my body, but they began to reform to each other, very painful.
I began to stomp like a kid who didn't get what they wanted, "Twilight! You hit the wrong Lance! AGAIN!"
She sighed, "I give up. I can't get this right."
I nodded, "Yeah, I think I can handle this."
Jun smirked, "And I know how we can settle this." He instantly went into Breaking Dawn mode, "We fight it out."
I shook my head, "No, there's other ways you know."
He spat on the ground, "Nope, just fight."
I sighed, "You forced me." I instantly changed into my angel form, Holy Dawn.
He smiled and jumped forward, but I caught him in mid-air with one hoof, "Oh no, not here."
*BZZZZT*
"Here." I said as I dropped him on the ground. We were now in a open field miles away from Ponyville.
He stood and laughed, "Yeah, don't want to destroy our house."
"My house. Now tell me, why are you like this? You're suppose to be me." I said as I hovered in mid-air, forelegs crossed.
He shrugged, "No idea, I just feel the need to."
He then smirked and shoot upward, catching me by surprise. He slammed his head into my gut, knocking the air out of me.
I gasped and reached down and grabbed him by the waist. I then threw him downward, were he hit the ground with a sickening thud.
I flew down and landed in front of him, "Please, we don't have to fight."
"WE DO!" He yelled out as he slammed his hind leg into my jaw. I followed the momentum of the kick and spun around. I then slammed my hoof into the side of his head.
He flew to the ground, but instantly shot up again, "Stop it!" He shot forward and slammed his fist into my snout, breaking it.
I stumbled back as the smoke from the burnt fur on my snout rose upward. I could feel the bones in my snout mending themselves, and it's even worst then getting hit! Wow, that pain!
I shook it off and ran forward. I then jumped into the air and performed a somersault. As I came down, I slammed my hind legs into his head, knocking him to the ground. I then used his head as a platform and jumped back into the air. This time, I came down on his back, knocking the air out of him and knocking him unconscious.
I stood up and dusted myself off.
[Oh yeah! We're bad!]
<You do know that we only won because he is us and is only as strong as we are, right?>
[Fuck you, I'm enjoying our little victory over here!]
I chuckled and put my hoof to his head, "To the dungeon with you." He then disappeared.
Now to send a letter to Frederic.
*BZZZT*
I reappeared in my room and chuckled. It feels like everything is happening really fast. I mean, that fight was like what, twenty seconds?
I shrugged and picked up a piece of paper and a pencil. I used my mouth to write out a message telling Frederic what to do with the fake Lance. I then quickly sent it.
That's one problem solved, now to get to...
*Slap*
A piece of paper appeared out of nowhere and slammed into my face.
I groaned and picked it up, and my groan turned to a cheer. It was from Graze! I quickly opened it.
'Hey Lance! I'm doing fine, studies suck as usual. How you doing? And how is Twilight being pregnant? ALSO! I'M GOING TO BE A GOD FATHER!!
P.S- Kill says, 'WWASSSSAAAAAPPPPPP!' and Joy wants to know how Dawn is going.'
[Respond!]
<Yay! Joy!>
[GAAAAYYYY!]
<Not gay, just good friends.>
I chuckled and yet again wrote out a letter.
'Howdy Graze! Yep, going cowboy over here. Anyway, doing fine, but there's so much I want to tell you. But, I don't think this paper is big enough to hold all that, so I'll wait till the next time we meet in person, or pony.
Twilight is no longer pregnant, she gave birth soon after you left. It's a colt! Buck yeah! We named him Spark, and thanks to Greg, he's already two years old. Also, I have an adopted daughter, but that's a long story. Let's just say this, if you ever come here, and meet a mare named Vinetion, don't let her use her plant magic to show you a trick. Fair warning.
A God Father? Sweet, to who?
Tell Kill that Break said, 'Bro, we got to hang sometime! We gots a new form to try on you!'. As for Dawn, he's doing great.
The brony who sorta cares,
Lance'
Long letter, but meh. I rolled it up and put it on my hoof. It then disappeared in a flash of green fire... where does that even come from?
I twisted around and trotted out of the bedroom and down the hall and into the living room. Where is Twilight? *Sigh* Where did she run off to in that short time period?
<Hey Lance. As much as I love our angel form, can we please go back to normal?>
Oops, forgot I was still in that form. A flash filled the room as I turned back to normal.
I looked around and sighed. Well, time to go for a little flight!
I galloped to the door and opened it. I then ran out and... slammed into a poor pony who was just walking by Dali's house.
We tumbled to the ground, causing all his things to scatter across the ground.
I sat up and looked at the large mess I had made, then I looked at the pony I had ran into, "I am so sorry!"
The pony sat up and tried to look me in the face, but instead stared past me, "I-It's fine."
I stood up and looked the pony over. He was a maroon coated earth pony with a shaggy light brown mane and short tail. His cutie mark was a pen on a blank sheet of paper. He was wearing a white wind breaker and what looked to be metal shoes.
When he stood, I was in slight shock. He was bigger than most ponies I knew, but was also smaller than a Alicorn. He had a slender build, but didn't look all that fit. He looked like he barely ate, which is strange. The only real muscle I could see was on his legs, meaning he must travel a lot.
The OC of Arby Works.
I looked at the mess again, "I'm really sorry. I wasn't watching were I was going. Do you want my help?"
He hung his head and surveyed the mess, "No, I got it."
Suddenly, all of his things lifted up, wrapped in a soft glow, and were placed back in his saddlebag.
He's a unicorn? His horn must be hidden by his mane.
I held out my hoof, "Names Lance, Lance Greenfield."
He looked at my hoof, a blank expression on his face. He slowly raised his hoof and shook mine, "Mines Chibi Masato."
Strange name, "Brony?"
He looked at me, well, past me, "No, I'm not one of those 'bronies'."
I slowly nod, "Oh, I see. Can I do anything to make up for running into you?"
He shook his head, "No, I'm fine."
I raised a hoof, "Well, I feel guilty, so I'm going to do something nice for you."
"You don't have to..." He began.
I quickly interrupted him, "Listen, I'm a nice guy, and I just want to do something nice."
He sighed, "Okay, fine. What are you going to do?"
I smiled, "Let you meet my friends."
He shagged, "But.... I...."
Wow, how shy is this guy? "Don't worry, they're all nice..." Lie...
He looked around, "If I do this, can you do something for me?"
I nodded happily, "Sure, anything you want."
He looked at me, and I mean right at me this time, "Will you let me do a drawing of you?"
Strange... but then again, "Sure."
He somewhat smiled, "Thanks."
I waved a hoof, "No problem."
[Take him to Greg first!]
{No. We're going to go see Peter first.}
[Awww... no fun.]
I pointed in the general direction of Ponyville and smiled, "You ever been to Ponyville?"
He gave a small nod, "Yes, it's a nice little town. Why do you ask?"
I chuckled, "A few of my friends live there. We'll be going there to meet them."
He gulped slightly and nodded, "S-Sounds good to me."
I twisted, "Shall we walk or teleport?"
"Teleport, but I don't know that spell." He said shyly.
I chuckled, "I got this."
*BZZZT*
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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If you want to know more about Chibi Masato, go here. This has become one of my favorite stories to read. So, check it out. It'll give you insight on Chibi.
I've been putting this off for too long. So, here we go. This isn't really a chapter, but meh.
This will hopefully answer a few of your questions. And we begin!
(I messed my back up pretty bad.... yeah.... just my luck lol, look at my blog post. So, I sped through this slightly, sorry.)
Chapter 110... sorta
[Hello everybody! Dawn and I have been wondering about a few things recently and we're finally going to find out! Isn't that right Dawn?]
<He's making me do this! He tied me to this chair! I don't care about any of this!>
[Oh Dawn, you kinder. Don't worry, he's not tied to a chair.]
<YES I AM!>
[Let's just move on...]
<UNTIE ME!>
[Hehe, you're not tied up.]
<... I give up. Just continue.>
[Good, as I was saying: We've been wondering about a few things. First off, what does Twilight do while we're off on some strange and wacky adventure?]
He then points to a huge HD flat screen TV.
[Well, we're gonna find out!]
<This isn't going to end well...>
[Probably not, but who cares? The readers? Yeah right.]
<Did you just...>
[Break the forth wall? Yes, yes I did. Now, let's get this on!]
Twilight Sparkle
(Her daily routine. This is set on a normal morning after Lance has already left the house.)
Twilight walked out of the kitchen, rubbing her neck.
"Whew, I don't know how Spike did it. Make food for five is hard." She said as she walked down the hall and into her and Lance's room.
She trotted over to the desk and levitated a parchment onto the table. She then levitated Lance's pen up, but put it back down and picked up her usual quill. She dipped it in the inkwell and began to write down her To Do list.
After she was done, she rolled it up and smiled to her self. She levitated her saddlebags up and strapped them on.
After doing a quick check of her self, she teleported to the center of Ponyville.
Once there, she smiled as she looked at the town she loved. After a few seconds of taking in the familiar sights, she set out to do the first thing on the list: Visit Rarity.
She trotted off to the boutique, saying hi to a few of the ponies she passed.
She did this every other day. She would leave her home in Canterlot and come back to Ponyville. She would then visit every one of her friends, catching up on a few things she's missed.
After a few minutes of walking, she arrived at the door. She smiled and knocked a few times.
On the other side, she could hear the sounds of things being moved around. Then came the sounds of hooves approaching the door.
Rarity pushed it open and smiled happily at Twilight, "Twilight darling, it's good to see you again. Please, come in."
Twilight smiled and walked past, "It's good to see you too Rarity." She looked around, only seeing the large mess and Spike. "Where's Peter?"
Rarity shrugged, "I don't really know. He and his friend Omnius ran off to do something."
Spike walked up and gave Twilight a hug.
Twilight returned his hug, "Hey Spike, I've missed you."
He leaned back and chuckled, "I missed you too."
Twilight smiled happily, "Are you sure you don't want to come live with me and my family?"
Spike shrugged, "I do, but I like it here. Peter is a pretty cool guy, plus, I like helping Rarity."
Twilight rubbed his head, "Well, just remember, you can come live with us at anytime. I know Lance would love to have you around."
Spike smiled back, "I may, but for now, I'll just stay here."
Rarity laughed slightly and walked over, "You ready for our mid day tea Twilight?"
Twilight looked at her and smiled, "Yep, I'll help you get it started."
Back to Break and Dawn
[Okay, the rest of that is boring.]
<But I....>
[Yep, the rest is boring. Now, I've been wondering: What happened to Zane? I mean, he was here in the beginning, but what now?]
Zane
New Mane City
Zane trotted out of the his apartment, which he had rented, and sighed. Ten months, and he still hasn't found her.
How hard should it be to find her?! She should look way different from all the other ponies! But no, he hasn't even seen her yet!
He adjusted his saddlebags and began his usual search pattern.
Which involved him walking down the street and keeping an eye out for the one pony that would stick out.
That's harder than you would think.
Back to Break and Dawn
[Who is he looking for?]
<No idea, but she must be important to him or something.>
[Meh, doesn't really matter. What I want to know is what happened to Louie.]
<Ah, Louie... where is he?>
Louie
Sweet Apple Acres
Louie jumped into the air and grabbed the apple in his teeth. He then jerked his head, causing it to break off the tree and fall.
He sat on the ground and began to eat the delicious apple.
He's been having the time of his life ever since he got here. He had no worries at all.
Apple Bloom was always playing with him and keeping him entertained.
He does wonder what the others have been up to. But, he's to relaxed to search them out and find out.
Besides, he knows they've been getting into trouble. It's kinda hard to miss all the sounds of heavy fighting they cause. But hey, no worries here.
Back to Break and Dawn
[You mean he's been living it up while we've been getting our asses kicked?!]
<Seems legit.>
[... Fuck you Dawn... Anyways, I have another thing I've been wondering about: What's happened to Malbatorus. I mean, he's a dragon, how could we miss him?]
Malbatorus
Close to Fluttershy's cottage
Malbatorus sat on a hill, twirling a uprooted tree in his claws.
He's been in a sort of depression ever since that pony named Shadow Breeze moved in.
He doesn't like the way he helps Fluttershy tend to the animals, and how they cuddle at night.
Yes, he was jealous of Shadow, but so what?
He sighed loudly, "Life sucks... big time."
"If life truly sucks, I believe I can help you." Said a female voice behind him.
He turned and looked down to see a female unicorn, "Yeah? How could you help?"
She smiled, "Watch." Her horn began to glow brightly.
Back to Break and Dawn
[Who was that mare?]
<No idea.>
[Okay... anyways. Last thing: What has David and Rainbow Dash been up too?]
David and Rainbow Dash
Their cloud home
David sat on the couch, reading one of the books he had bought at that book store in Cloudsdale.
He was enjoying it. It was about two star crossed lovers who...
"David!" Rainbow Dash yelled as she blew through the front door and landed in front of him.
The sudden appearnce of his lover caused him to jump, "Dashie?! What's wrong?!"
She grabbed his face in her front hooves and shook him, "I just went to the doctor, you know, to find out why I've been throwing up in the mornings."
He nodded, "And? What did he say?"
She gulped and fell back on her haunches, "I don't know if you want hear this."
David walked over to her and sat down next to her. He then put his forelegs around her and held her close, her head under his chin, "Come on Dashie, you can tell me. I'm sure I can handle it."
She snuggled up to him and wrapped her forelegs around his waist. "Okay... I'm pregnant."
David's eyes widened, but only for a second. He then smiled and held her close, "That's great news!"
She tightened her embrace, "That's not all... I'm pregnant with twins."
His eyes re-widened, and this time, he passed out.
Back to Break and Dawn
<WHOA! I did not see that coming!>
[Dayum! Poor guy, got to take care of two foals!]
<... We have two kids.>
[Yeah, but they're both old enough to take care of themselves... I think.]
<Are we done here? I think we should get back to Lance. God knows what he's done while we've been gone.>
[Guess you're right. I don't want to miss Chibi meeting the other bronies.]
<Alrighty then.>
[Goodbye readers!]
<... Please leave the fourth wall alone.>
[NEVA! It shall be tampered with beyond repair!]
<....>
[Fine. And we're gone!]
Interesting... XD
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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Just so you know, all of this has been happening in the same day XD It is now almost night time.
Chapter 111
*BZZZT*
Chibi and I appeared in front of Sugar Cube Corner, which was closed. But, I could hear a few voices inside.
[How did you know they were here?]
{... Lucky guess.}
<Oh you.>
Chibi looked at the door and then me, "It's closed."
I chuckled, "Yeah, but I have connections."
[... Greg's a connection?]
<Wow, he's got a goal in life now.>
I pushed the door open and stepped in. Inside was a few of my friends: Greg, Pinkie Pie, Grace, Octavia, Alexander, Trixie, and Peter.
I cleared my throat and smiled to them, "Sup guys?"
"Yo!" Greg responded, a joint stuck in his mouth.
"Hiya Lance!" Grace called as she and Octavia lay together on one of the benches.
"How's it going Lance?" Alexander called from his position next to Trixie.
Trixie rolled her eyes and looked at me, "Hello snob."
I waved to the others and looked at her. I then bowed, "Hello to you too bitch."
"Laaannnccceee!" Alexander whined.
I laughed and pointed beside me, "I just dropped by to introduce Chibi here."
Grace cocked her head, "Who? There's no one there."
"Yes there is..." I said as I looked to my side to see nothing. I turned and saw him standing outside of the door, a worried look on his face.
I back tracked to him, "What's wrong?"
He gulped, "N-Nothing. Just... tired?"
I chuckled and began to pull him into the bakery, "Don't worry, I'll let you go home after this."
Pinkie instantly appeared in front of Chibi, "OWWW! Who's he? Is he another brony? Or a regular pony? Is he new in town? *Gasp* We have to have a party! I'll..."
"Whoa babe!" Greg said with a laugh as he levitated her away from Chibi. He levitated her over to himself and wrapped his forelegs around her, "You're talking to fast again."
She giggled, "Oops, I guess I got excited."
<... I can't believe I'm about to say this, but: Greg and Pinkie Pie make a cute couple.>
[.... Eww...]
Grace kissed Octavia on the snout and jumped up. She trotted over to Chibi and held out a hoof, "Nice to meet you, Chibi."
Chibi looked at her hoof for a long time before shaking it.
Grace looked him over, then looked him in the eyes. He tried to hold her gaze, but slowly looked to the side.
Grace smiled, "Awww, he's shy."
[.... Creepy?]
<What's creepy?>
[Grace.]
<Oh...>
Octavia jumped up and trotted over, "Awww, is somepony shy?"
The two mare's began to aww over him, like he was a little kid or something.
Chibi looked at me helplessly.
I chuckled, "Ladies, leave the dude alone. He's shy, don't have to be all gaga over him because of it."
Grace looked at me, "Oh, shut up, or I'll kick your flank."
Shutting up... because we all know she can easily beat the crap out of me.
[No! We have a new form! We could beat her down easily!]
{I don't hit girls, remember? That's like one of the only values I hold.}
[You're no fun...]
Octavia grabbed Grace's hoof, "Come on, let's leave the poor guy alone."
Grace chuckled and allowed Octavia to drag her back to their seat.
Chibi looked back at me, "Thanks."
I waved him off, "Don't mention it bro."
"So Lance, is he a brony?" Peter asked as he lay on a table, his head hanging off. He was holding a piece of paper in his hooves.
I shook my head, "He said he wasn't..." I looked over at Chibi, "Are you a human? Or a pony?"
He looked around nervously, "I... Uhhh..."
"Don't worry, Peter and I are bronies." I said with a chuckle.
He seemed to relax slightly, "I'm a human..."
[KNEW IT!]
"Sweet." Greg said in a relaxed voice.
I held up a hoof, "Brohoof?"
A small smile formed on his face as he slammed his hoof into mine.
"Hey Lance, I found this letter. It's for you, but I don't understand it." Peter said as he tossed it to me.
Why did he wait till now to tell me?
I jumped up and caught it in my teeth. I then sat it down and read over it.
'to lance
coWs arE everywhere, Allways tRying to stEal your Chickens frOM your housE, nothING can stop them FrOm taking them from youR houSe, you could simPly hide them in A cave, but they'Re never safe, Keep them indoors.
"What the buck?" I said as I finished it. That didn't make one bit of sense. I crumbled it up and tossed it behind me, "Someone needs to work on their capitalization and handwriting."
"What was it?" Alexander asked.
I shrugged, "Something about cows stealing chickens. Weird."
Chibi furrowed his brow, "Chickens?"
I laughed, "Yeah, chickens. Anyways, who wants some food? I've been wanting to try and make this new recipe I made up."
Pinkie Pie broke from Greg's grasped and jumped in front of me, "New recipe?! Show me!"
"Can do Pi...." I began before she pulled me through the bakery and towards the kitchen.
Later that night, Dali's house
I stumbled up to the front door, holding my stomach.
Note to self, never mix eighty different kinds of food together.... doesn't end well.
[Yeah, you can say that again.]
<I think I'm going to puke!>
I pushed open the door and burped, "Oops... I'm home."
Spark walked out of the kitchen holding his Spitfire plushy and a bowel of food, "Hey dad."
I chuckled, "Hey buddy. How ya doing?"
He shrugged, "Fine."
"What you doing with that big bowel of food on your back?"
He smiled, "Me and Fawn are going to play a game! And we're going to need a lot of food for it!"
I chuckled and jumped onto a chair, "Okay bud, just don't make a mess."
He laughed and walked past, "No promises dad."
I shook my head laughing, "That's my boy."
[Damn Lance, he's just like you.]
{I know.... Let's just hope he doesn't get my charm for the ladies. That has never really worked out for me in the past.}
<Ah, so true. Remember Janet?>
[Oh man! Janet the friend zoner! She shot us down in ten seconds flat!]
{... Don't remind me.}
"Lance!" Twilight practicably screamed as she ran in the front door.
I shot out of the chair and slammed into the ceiling. I then fell to the floor and jumped up, "What is it?!"
She thrusted a letter in my face, "Spike just gave me this letter! It's from my parents!"
Is this good? Probably not, due to her reactions.
I leaned forward a little and read the letter.
Dear Twilight Sparkle,
Your father and I have just heard that you're married. But, why haven't you sent us a letter? Or contacted us about this? We both want to meet this dashing young stallion. We've heard he is quite the sight.
We've decided that we're going to travel to Ponyville and meet your new husband. We should be there soon, seeing as it's not a long train ride from here to there.
We can't wait to see you again, it's been so long since the last time we've all been together.
With love,
your parents'
I chuckled, "They sound nice. Why are you so worried?"
She twitched, not a good sign, "Why am I worried?! They excepted me to get married to a normal stallion!"
I cracked a smile, "So?"
She facehoofed, "Lance, you're not even a real pony! You're a human! Plus, you have crocodile eyes and zebra strips! You don't even look normal!"
I put a hoof to my chest, and said in my most dramatic voice, "Oh, that hurts Twi."
She let out a ragged breath, "I'm sorry Lance, I'm just nervous."
I chuckled and trotted over and wrapped my forelegs around her, "Don't worry about it, they'll love me. When do you think they'll be here?"
She sat back and scrunched her face up, thinking, "Well, it's not a long trip from Hoofington, so... EEP! Tomorrow!"
"Tomorrow? Nice, I got to meet them." I said with a grin.
She sighed, "I just hope they approve of you. I don't want my parents to disapprove of my husband."
I shrugged, "I'm a lovable guy."
[LIE!]
{Shhh! I know, I'm trying to keep her calm! I'm so freaking out on the in side right now!}
I put a foreleg over her shoulder, "Come on, let's get some food, get the kids to bed, then go to bed. Sound good?"
She smiled and nuzzled my cheek, "Yes. But, I cook. I heard what happened at Sugar Cube Corner."
I laughed loudly, "News travels fast, huh?"
She walked past me and swished her tail in my face, "It sure does."
I smirked and followed her, "Are we going to have a 'adventure' tonight in the bedroom?"
She looked back, "Maybe."
[Fuck yeah!]
<WHAT TIME IS IT?! ADVENTURE TIME!>
[... No... just no bro.]
Well shit! There's no name for Twilight's parents! I'm gonna need help with this part. I suck at coming up with names, as you all know. So, does anyone remember any names that's been used on them in fan fictions?
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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Chapter 112
*Groan*
I rolled over and started to throw my foreleg over Twilight, but soon saw she wasn't in the bed anymore.
[Damn, last night... just damn!]
<I know!>
[I wanna do it again!]
I chuckled at the two and rolled over, if Twilight's not in bed, then I'm going back to sleep.
But, before I could even close my eyes, the door to the room burst open.
"Oh good you're awake!" Twilight said as I was levitated out of the bed and forced to stand on my hooves.
I groaned loudly and looked at her.... then raised an eyebrow.
Her mane and tail was slightly messed up, with a few strands of hair sticking out. Her eye was slightly twitching. Just like in the episode Lesson Zero.
"You alright there Twi?" I asked worriedly.
Her eye twitched again, "Oh yes, just fine. I'm just getting everything ready for when my parents get here."
I chuckled, "Alrighty then, what's for breakfast?"
She shook her head, "Oh no! Bath first!"
I pouted, "Bath? Why?!"
She sniffed me and backed, "Because, you smell like sex."
I couldn't help but laugh at this.
"BATH!" She yelled.
I jumped and ran past her, "ON IT!"
[Pussy whipped!]
{SHUT UP!}
I ran into the bathroom and closed the door. I then let out a sigh and walked over to the shower. I turned it on and twisted around to face the mirror.
I smirked and stood on my hind legs and flexed my muscles.... note to self, work out more.
I turned around and looked at my back side in the mirror.
Got to do this! I smacked my flank and smiled sexily at my reflection, "Oh you know you want this."
"LANCE! SHOWER! NOW!" Twilight yelled from outside the door.
I yelped in surprise and jumped into the shower, but, knowing my luck, I slipped and fell face first into the wall in the shower.
I rolled over and sighed, "Life, why do you hate me so?"
After a few seconds, I stood up and proceeded to wash my body with a rag.
I suddenly began to sing the only song I could think of to describe the way I was feeling, with the help of Break and Dawn, "Sometimes [Ohhhh]
Something beautiful happens in this world <Akon...>
You don’t know how to express yourself so.. <The Lonely Island..>
You just gotta sing..
<Akon>
I just had sex! And it felt so good! [felt it so good]
A woman let me put my penis inside her!
I just had sex, and i’ll never go back..<never go back>
to the not-havin’-sex ways of the past
<The Lonely Island>
Have you ever had sex? I have - it felt great!
It felt so good when i did it with my penis
A girl let me do it, it literally just happened..
Havin’ sex can make a nice man out the meanest!
Never guess where I just came from - I had sex!
If I had to describe the feeling: it was the best!
When I had the sex man my penis felt great!
And I called my parents right after I was done
Oh hey, didn’t see you there. Guess what I just did?
Had sex, undressed- saw her boobies and the rest
Was sure nice of her to let you do that thing
Nice of any girl ever- now sing!
I just had sex! And it felt so good! [felt so good]
A woman let me put my penis ins-"
"Lance! Please hurry up and finish your shower!" Twilight yelled, scaring the crap out of me.
[Damn it! We were on a roll there!]
I sighed and finished up the shower. I jumped out and grabbed a towel with my hooves. I did a quick rub down of my body and tossed it over my shoulders, "Done!"
I trotted over to the door and pulled it open, only to see Twilight.
She looked me over and leaned forward and sniffed me, "Did you use soap?"
I smiled sheepishly, "Uhh... I don't use soap. Water is all I need Twi."
She glared and lifted me up with her magic, "That's it! It's painfully clear you can't bath yourself, so I'll have to do it for you!"
My eyes widened and I grabbed the door frame, "NO! Oh God no Twi! Please no!"
She pulled hard and forced me off the door frame.
She held me in the air, restricting my movements.
She then turned the shower on and thrusted me into it.
"COLD!" I screamed out as the ice cold water hit my body.
"Oops." Is all she said as she adjusted the knobs.
The water began to warm... wait... "HOT! MY SKIN IS MELTING!"
"Damn it!" She yelled, actually cussing, it's going to take me a while to get use to that.
The water cooled off till it was lukewarm.
I looked at Twilight as she held me in place with her magic, "Really? Is this really necessary?"
She nodded, "Yes, yes it is." She levitated up a rag and bar of soap, "Now, where to start."
[I got to do this! Sorry Lance.]
My head nodded down to my member, "You can start down there."
She rolled eyes and began to scrub my face, "Shut up Break."
After a few minutes of painful scrubbing and washing, she finally allowed me to crawl out of the shower. I stood and picked up a towel and began to dry myself off.
Twilight trotted past me, "When you're dry, come to the bedroom."
Sex? But... I just had a bath... WHO CARES?! Woohoo!
[Get a move on Lance!]
I quickly dried myself off and ran out of the bathroom, down the hall, and into our room.
But, when I entered, I saw Twilight holding a comb and a very tight looking suit, "Alrighty Lance, let's get those on you and get your mane and tail straight."
My eyes widened.
[Run.]
I twisted around and ran down the hall.
"Lance!" Twilight yelled as she galloped after me.
I ran through the house, trying to find an exit. But she must have prepared and put a spell on all the locks, making them stay locked. Not good!
"Stop running and get over here!" Twilight yelled as I jumped over the couch and used my hind legs to kick it over as I passed over it.
"Neva!" I yelled as I slide under the coffee table.
"Stop or I will get aggressive!"
I laughed and jumped over the counter leading into the kitchen, "We pasted that place a long time ago honey."
She teleported in front of me, but causing me to come to a halt, "GOT YOU!"
I smirked and poked her on the noise with my hoof, "Boop." I then teleported behind her and ran down the hall.
"That's it!" She screamed as she charged after me.
[Lance, you just fucked up big time.]
I laughed and ran into the kids room... where are they anyway? No matter, must escape.
Twilight ran into the room and blocked my exit, "There's no where left to run Lance!"
I looked behind me and saw a window, "Oh yeah?" I smirked as I did a back flip and crashed through the window... or that was what was suppose to happen. Instead, I hit the window and rebounded off it. I then landed on the ground with a loud grunt.
[Epic fail!]
I slowly stood and sighed, "We replaced the kids window with plexiglass, didn't we?"
She nodded, "Mmhmm, safety first! Now, get over here!"
I pretended to be defeated and walked towards her, but before she could do anything, I suddenly jumped over her and into the hall.
"Lance! Stop acting like a foal!" She yelled as she twisted to face me.
When she turned, I planted a very unexpected kiss on her lips, "Love ya Twi, but gotta jet!"
I jumped back and ran down the hall and into the living room, Twilight hot on my heels.... hooves?
[Lance! Don't you make me hurt you! We've been over this so many fucking times!]
I shuddered and ran in circles, looking for an escape.
Twilight was still following me, not letting up.
Idea! I'm about to do the one thing I do best! Be a stupid moron!
I ran towards a window and yelled out, "For pony!" I then jumped and slammed into the wall next to the window.
[... FAIL!]
{Shut up! I missed the window! So what!}
<Quick! Do it Fluttershy style!>
I quickly jumped to my hooves and reared up, and prepared to slam my hooves through the window. But instead, I just leaned forward and pushed it open.
I heard Twilight close behind me, so I jumped through the window just as she tried to grab my tail.
I hit the ground and rolled to a stop. That was awesome!
[No it wasn't.]
Twilight jumped through the window and landed a few feet from me, "Lance Greenfield!"
I laughed, "You sound like my mom! HAHAHA!"
She stomped her hoof, "Get back in that house!"
I shook my head and crossed my forelegs and pouted like a little kid, "No!"
She scratched at the ground with her hoof and glared, "Do it!"
I looked at her, but something caught my attention. A puddle of mud!
Twilight looked at what I was looking at and narrowed her eyes, "Don't you even think about it."
I side stepped towards it.
"Lance." She said calmly.
I took another step towards it.
"LANCE!" She yelled, attracting the attention of a few ponies.
I smirked and took one last step towards it.
She stomped her hoof, "If you so much as touch that, I will.."
*Splat*
Mud went everywhere from the impact of my body against the large puddle. I laughed like a mad man and began to thrash around in it, slinging it everywhere.
Man, I've forgotten how much fun this was!
"You are so dead!" She said as she stomped towards me.
I stopped and leaned back and put my hooves behind my head, "You mad bro?"
"VERY!" She growled.
She began to near me, but before she did, a voice stopped her dead in her tracks.
"Twilight, darling! Over here!" Said a kind sounding female voice.
I turned to see two ponies stepping off a carriage. And thanks to the show, I instantly recognized them as Twilight's parents.
"Mom?! Dad?! You're early!" Twilight said in surprise and horror.
Her mom laughed, "Of course dear. We wanted to surprise you." She looked at me and smiled, "Oh, and is this little guy you're foal? Or a neighbor colt?"
[BWAHAHAHA! She thinks we're a kid!]
Twilight's face became very red and hot as she heard this.
Her dad chuckled, "Look at the little guy, playing in the mud. Now that's cute."
Oh man, this is going to be funny!
Twilight eeped and took a step back.
Her mom smiled, "What's your name little guy?"
I smirked and stood, "Hiya, I'm Lance, Lance Greenfield. I'm the one married to your daughter."
Both of their mouths hung open and their eyes widened in shock, surprise, and possible horror.
<[BWAHAHAHA!]>
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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2023-07-17T04:53:45+00:00
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Quick note: I just read that Twilight's brother is the Captain of the Royal Guard. At first, I facepalmed because I screwed up and made Barehoof the captain, then I remember that he quit to live his life with Dana XD So, I got lucky with this one.
Yeah, just though I'd share that.
Chapter 113
I stood there with a smile as Twilight's parents stared at me in disbelief.
"You're... You're the one married to our daughter?" Her father asked in a shocked voice.
I chuckled and began to shake, sending mud everywhere, "Sure am!"
"Lance..." Twilight said silently as she slowly back tracked to the house.
I looked at her and laughed, "One minute Twi, I'm talking to your parents."
"Married... to our daughter? You?" Her mother said, also in shock.
I twisted back to them and smiled, "Yep! And I must tell you. Your daughter is amazing!"
[I don't think that came out right...]
They looked at each other and then me, "Uhh, could we please speak to our daughter alone?"
I stepped to the side and bowed slightly, "Sure, I'll be out here if ya need me."
They frowned to each other and quickly trotted past me and into the house, Twilight slowly followed behind them.
I stood there for a full five seconds before groaning. What am I suppose to do while I wait?
[Clop?]
{... Really? We're in public, plus, I don't do that!... Anymore.}
[HAHAHA! Yeah, anymore!]
{Shut up Break...}
I looked around and began to tap my hooves against the cobblestone ground. A few ponies walked past and snickered at my appearance. Yeah, I was still sorta muddy.
I sighed and shook myself again, but the remaining mud refused to come off.
I looked up and watched the passing ponies. Then, I saw a pony I sorta knew, "Hey Legit! How ya doing?" I yelled, waving to said pony.
Legit stopped and tipped his fedora to me, "Oh you know, write this and write that. Same as always."
I chuckled, "Where ya heading?"
He laughed and continued to walk down the road, "Oh, just heading home. I have to finish writing one of my books before the dead line. See you around."
I waved him off, "See ya."
[Heh, that guy... Seems legit.]
I looked around, but saw nothing else to distrack me from my boredom.
[I know, let's eavesdrop.]
{No.}
[May be interesting.]
{*Sigh* Fine.}
I trotted over to the door and pressed my ear to it, but couldn't hear anything.
[Window.]
Oh, right.
I trotted over to the window I had used to escape, which was still open, and looked in slightly.
Inside, Twilight's father was shaking his head, and her mother was rubbing her eyes in a annoyed fashion.
Twilight was on the couch, her eyes on the floor between her parents.
Twilight's father sighed and looked at Twilight, "I thought we taught you better than this Twilight. We always thought you would chose a suitable stallion as a husband. Not a strange and immature one."
Twilight closed her eyes tightly, "I'm..."
"How could you get pregnant by him?!" Her mother said, disappointment in her voice. "I fear for the child that was born thanks to him!"
.... What the...
Her father sighed, "Twilight, we love you, we only want whats best for you."
Twilight looked up, tears in her eyes, "But, he's..."
Her mother cut her off with a wave of her hoof, "Twilight, listen. He acts like a immature foal. And I've only known him a minute. I do not approve of this."
A tear rolled down Twilight's face, causing my inner rage to build.
Her father rubbed his chin, "Listen, I do not think he's the one for you. I think you rushed into this marriage thing with him." He then glared slightly, "When he got you pregnant, did that make you feel like you should have married him? If so, I'm going to go have a talk with that stallion."
Twilight shook her head furiously, her eyes still closed, "NO! I love him! I didn't feel like I needed to marry him! I WANTED to marry him!"
Her parents where taken back by her words slightly.
Her mother sighed, "Twilight, dear, we want you to live a good life. Not a life taking care of a stallion and a child. I suggest you divorce him as soon as possible, before he's able to force you into doing something you'll regret."
My left eye twitched slightly.
Twilight looked up angrily, "Don't say that! I would never leave Lance! I love him more than you'll ever know!"
<I don't get this, why are her parents so distressed over this?>
[Beats the fuck out of me.]
Her mother stomped her hoof, "Twilight Sparkle! Please, don't raise your voice to us! We're tying to help you!"
Her father nodded, "Don't worry Twilight, your mother and I will do our best to get you away from this stallion and..."
*BOOM*
They all turned to look at the door, which was now hanging off its hings, and me, who was standing dead center, a pissed off look on my face.
I stepped forward, "How could you?"
Her father looked stunned, "We..."
I held up a my hoof and growled, "No, don't talk!" I then slammed my hoof down, "Listen to me! Both of you! I love Twilight, I truly do! I would never do a single thing to hurt her! I do my best everyday to keep her happy and safe! She has made my life complete and worth living! I may look like a uncaring guy, but let me tell you this, I care more about her than I do myself!"
Her mother recovered from my rant and glared, "Oh? What have you done for our daughter?!"
I growled, "I've done everything I can to keep her safe! I've broken bones, limbs, and other parts, just to make sure she's unharmed! I've stood by her side, keeping everything that could hurt her at bay. I've put my life at risk many times for her! I've died for her!"
They both recoils at the last part, "Died?!"
I jerked my head up and down angrily, "Yes! I sacrificed myself to save her! Do you have any idea how painful that was! You'd think it would have been a fast death, but no! I suffered for a full agonizing minute before I actually died! My love for her is so strong, I was given a third chance at life! If this doesn't prove my loyalty and love for Twilight, then I don't know what will!"
I hung my head and tried to calm myself.
There was silence in the house for twenty full seconds before her mother spoke up, "Twilight... is that... true?"
"Yes! He's done so much more for me!" I heard her jump off the couch and trotted towards me. She then wrapped her forelegs around my neck and rested her head on my shoulder, letting her tears fall freely.
I looked up at her parents. They were both shocked and pained.
"Twilight..." Her father said softly.
Twilight pushed her face harder into my shoulder.
"I'm sorry... if what he said is true, then I have no place to judge you two. I am truly sorry for acting like that." He said, sadness in his voice. He hung his head and rubbed his eyes.
I looked at her mother.
Her face was scrunched up, "All that really happened?"
I slowly nodded.
"And.... you truly love her?" She asked softly.
I nodded again, "Yes, with everything I have left. She and the kids are all I truly love and care about."
<Our friends?>
[They're all on a different level.]
She gulped, "Lance... I'm sorry."
I shook my head, "I'm not the one you should be saying sorry to."
She looked at Twilight, who was still hiding her face in my shoulder, "Twilight, honey. I'm sorry. I just.... I just thought you married him because you thought you had to. But now, I see you truly do love him. Can you ever forgive me?"
I leaned my head down and whispered in Twilight's ear, "Come on Twi, they're your parents. They just made a mistake."
She leaned back and whipped her face with her hoof. She then turned and looked at her parents, "I forgive you, both of you. I understand why you would be mad, but you didn't have to do all that."
Her father looked up, tears in his eyes, "We know, we're sorry honey."
Man, this is painful to watch.
Twilight trotted over to her parents and pulled them both into a hug, "It's okay. I'm sorry we didn't tell you earlier."
Her mother chuckled and returned her hug, "It's fine dear, we should have came earlier also."
Her father smiled, "We'll make this up to you honey, we promise."
I held up a hoof, "Actually, I would like to make this up to you first."
They all broke the hug and turned to me, "What? How?"
I smiled, "I'll think of something. But, I do have something in mind for your father."
Her father cocked his head, "You do? What would that be?"
I smirked, "A guys night out. Just you and me, chilling."
*Facehoof* I screwed up! This chapter was cut in half! There was at least another two hundred words! Sorry about that everyone.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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2023-07-20T23:12:44+00:00
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*Facehoof* I screwed up last chapter. It some how didn't save correctly and I posted a half done chapter. So, you all just missed a lot of info.
Okay, I'll just start this off where it cut off on the last chapter. So... yeah, sorry about that.
Chapter 114
"Chilling?" He said, confused.
Twilight giggled, "Just say yes dad, because, knowing Lance, you're going to have fun."
He smiled, "Okay, I'll do it."
I pumped my hoof into the air, "Great!" I then looked at her mother, "And, if you want, we can go to the spa."
She giggled, "Spa? You mean a spa day?"
I nodded, "Yep! I've been wanting to go there. I can bring one of my friends along. I know you'll like her."
Twilight smirked, "Don't tell me you want to bring her along."
I nodded with a smile, "Sure do! She'll make everything more interesting." I then looked at her mother, "So, what do you say?"
She rubbed her chin, "Hmmm, I don't know. Can this wait till tomorrow?"
I gave a quick nod, "Sure can." I then looked at her father, "You know what that means Mr. Sparkle? That means we can have our guys day out today."
He chuckled, "We forgot to tell you our names, didn't we?"
"Oh, that's right. Well, let me be first to introduce myself. I am Twilight Velvet."
I snickered slightly, "Okay, but I'm going to call you Velvet, since it'll feel weird calling you Twilight."
She giggled, "Fair enough."
Her father smiled, "My name is Night Light."
[Night Light... BWAHAHAHA!]
I chuckled, "Nice name." Don't laugh Lance, don't laugh!
[So, whats the plan?]
{Give me a minute.}
I looked at the clock to see that it was still kinda early, "So, Night Light, you feel up to dealing with me for the rest of the day?"
He looked at Twilight, who was smiling happily, then back to me, "I guess. How bad could you be?"
I chuckled, "Oh, you don't have to worry about me. Just a few other ponies." Mainly Greg.
He nodded and looked at the other two, "Should I be worried?"
"Not at all honey." Velvet said with a chuckle.
"Maybe a little, dad." Twilight said with a smile.
I smirked, "Come on Night Light, we're going to Ponyville!"
Ponyville, forty minutes later
"You know, when I envisioned us having a guys day out, I though it would be a little more exciting." I said as I hung off a bench backwards, staring at a random puddle a few feet away.
Night Light was sitting next to me, also very bored, "I think you should have planned this all out a little better."
I gave a small shrug, which almost caused me to fall off the bench, "I know..."
[Bored... so bored.]
<Wanna play a game?>
[Like what?]
<Hmmmm, aha! Hide and Seek?>
[... Oh sure, let's play Hid and Seek in a fucking empty void!]
<... Sorry.>
[... *Sigh* It's fine.]
<Wait... idea! Come on Break, we've got some work to do!>
[Like what?]
<Remodeling! Woohoo!>
[Really? Fine. Lance, we'll get back to ya soon.]
{Ummm, okay?}
I rolled over till I was sitting on my stomach and sighed, "We can play something, like a sport or something."
Night Light chuckled, "I'm young Lance, but not that young."
I laughed a little, "Yeah, sorry about that. We could..."
"Yo! Lance, amigo!" Greg said as he trotted towards us.
Greg? Really? How does he keep sneaking up on me?
I think Pinkie's rubbing off on him... that is not good... for all of us that is!
"Hey..." I said, still bored.
Greg stopped in front of us and looked at Night Light, "Who's he?"
I sat up and stretched, "Him? He's Twilight's dad."
Greg smirked, "He is?" He held out his hoof, "Nice to meet you..."
"Night Light." He answered as he shook Greg's hoof.
Greg looked at me, "Hey Lance, wanna do something fun?"
"Nope." I responded, "Anything with you is not going to end well."
He smirked, "How about you Night Light?"
Night Light shrugged, "Well, I guess..."
"Great!" Greg yelled out as his horn glowed, "We're going to get a drink!"
My eyes widened, "Wait! Don't you..."
*BZZZT*
"... Dare teleport... us."
Greg laughed, "To late."
I looked around and saw a single building. It had 'The Watering Hole' written on a sign out front. It was right next to the Everfree forest.
"They have bars here?" I asked in confusion.
Greg nodded and began to happily trot towards the door, "Yep! This is the best place to get drunk off your ass!"
Really, they have bars here? Who would have thought that a place like this actually has a bar?
I looked at Night Light, "So?"
He shrugged, "You did want to show me a good time, and we haven't done anything. So, I guess this place will be interesting."
I nodded in agreement, "Yeah, do you drink?"
He shook his head, "No, I'm not a drinker. What about you?"
I chuckled, "Nah, I don't drink. Well, I will, but I don't enjoy it."
"You pussies coming or not?!" Greg yelled from the entrance.
"Yeah, just keep your panties on!" I yelled back as I began to trot forward, followed by Night Light.
Upon entering the bar, I was assaulted with a acid like smell that burned my nostrils.
After pathetically coughing at the scent, I followed Greg to the bar, which was almost full of ponies trying to get a drink, or just talking.
I slide into one of the stools and looked around. Night Light sat down on the one next to me, looking uncertain at being here.
Greg... Greg was screaming at the bartender to hurry up and get over here.
I looked over at Night Light and sighed, "Not as fun as you thought, huh?"
He shrugged, "I guess not. When I was in high school, me and my pals would always come to places like this. Well, they were cleaner back then, but it's still the same. We would always play pool or something along those lines. You know, I was a pretty good pool player back then."
I smiled and turned his way, "Really? How good were you?"
He smirked, "Let's just say I could get all the balls in the holes on the first shot."
I whistled, "Whoa, I've got to see this one day."
He laughed and rested his back against the bar, "If you two ever come visit, I'll show you. I have a pool table in the basement."
I grinned and rested my back against the bar, "You know Night? I think we'll just do that. Maybe when we have some free time and all."
"Finally! I want your strongest drink!" Greg yelled at the bartender.
I looked at Greg and raised an eyebrow, "Greg... should you really do that?"
He looked at me and smiled, "Oh yeah! I've got to do this!"
I sighed and looked back at Night Light, "As I was saying, we'll stop by one day. We'll also bring the kids."
He chuckled, "I haven't even seen my grandchildren yet."
I slide out of my stool and chuckled, "Well, I guess they're at school right now. I think. Anyways, I'm going to use the bathroom."
"Alrighty then." He said with a chuckle.
I began to trot towards the restrooms, passing several nasty looking ponies on the way.
I have a feeling I'm going to be raped.
.... Oh come on, no comment from either of you two?
.... Oh, that's right, remodeling. On my own... fun.
After a few minutes of walking, I arrived at the restrooms.
I pushed open the door, and then gagged. It smelt like old puke... and urine.
I braced myself and walked in. Yeah, this place needs to be inspected... fast!
A few of the stalls had hooves under them, but the last one was empty. So, I walked in and positioned myself so I could use it.
Once that job was done, I hit the handle, which flushed the toilet. I then opened the stalls door and walked out.
But before I could walk over to the sink, the stall door next to me swung outward and slammed into my face.
I stumbled into the wall and held my snout, which had that very uncomfortable cold feeling forming in it.
The pony who had flung the door open stepped out and looked at me, "Oh crud! Are you okay?!"
I looked up to see a ash grey pony with a brown and white mane, "Yeah, I'll live."
He held out his hoof, "I'm so sorry."
I grabbed his hoof and allowed him to help me stand, "It's fine, really."
Once I was standing, I looked at his cutie mark to see a crescent moon, "Huh, nice cutie mark. What does it mean?"
He smiled, "Glad you asked. It shows my interest in the moon. I've been studying it for years, trying to figure out all information it hides."
I chuckled, "Well, it's better than mine..." I looked down at my hoof, which he was still holding onto, "Uhh, you can let go of my hoof now."
He smiled sheepishly and let go of my hoof, "Oops, sorry about that."
I shrugged, "It's cool. Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got to get back to my friends."
"Can I come?" He asked, becoming nervous.
I smiled, "Sure, just follow me."
He smiled and allowed me to lead him out of the bathroom and back to my seat.
Once back, I jumped up on my stool and spun around to face Night Light, "I'm back."
The pony walked up and stood between our seats.
"Who's this?" Night Light asked, pointing down at the pony.
"He's... I don't know. What is your name?" I asked while looking at the pony.
"My name is Tovy. And yours is?" He said with a large smile.
I pointed a hoof at myself, "I'm Lance, Lance Greenfield." I then pointed at Night Light, "And he's Night Light, my father in law." I then pointed behind me at Greg, "And that dude is Greg."
Tovy nodded, "Okay, got it. Nice to meet you all."
"Nice to meet you too." Night Light said with a happy smile.
"Yo." Greg said, tapping his hoof impatiently on the bar. "Come on! Bring me my drink!"
I sighed, "Greg, give them..."
"Here you go. One Skittles." The bartender said as he pushed a large beverage towards Greg.
Greg smiled, "Fuck yeah!" He then picked it up with his magic and tilted it into his mouth.
His eyes widened as he chugged the drink. He slammed it down and let out a yell, "FUCKING EPIC!"
I laughed, "Yeah, we're going to have to drag him out of her later."
"Probably." Night Light said, rubbing his back.
*Sound of glass breaking*
"Hay! Did ya just spill my drank?" Said a voice with a thick country accent.
I turned to see Greg standing next to a stallion, broken glass between them.
Greg smirked, "I didn't bro. If I did, I would do this!" He then picked up a glass full of liquid and splashed it in his face.
The stallion jumped up and glared at Greg, "Boy, ya askin fora flank whoppin!"
Greg pulled his hoof back and slapped the stallion, "Bitch slap bitch!"
"That's it!" The stallion yelled out as he stood up on his hind legs and held his hooves up in a fighting position.
Wait... is he using a boxing style of fighting? Oh, poor Greg.
The stallion leaned down and slammed his hoof into Greg's jaw, knocking him backwards.
"FIGHT!" One stallion yelled out as he jumped up and threw his glass at another pony.
"Not good." Tovy muttered beside me.
The entire bar went crazy. Everypony was either jumping up to fight, or flee.
A bar fight? Greg just caused a bar fight?
The first stallions friend stood up and stood beside him, while the other stayed in the booth, "Good job Jack Root. That'll show..." The one talking pushed a pony down who had ran at him, "That'll show him ta mess with you."
The pony, who must be Jack Root, smiled, "Yeah, Ah don't think he'll be messin with me anymore."
*Sound of three wooden chairs breaking*
"Hahaha! That's what you think you pussies!" Greg yelled out as he began to throw chairs at the two ponies.
The one who remained in the booth was slowly wrapping something around his front hooves. Hand wraps? No, hoof wraps?
Greg ran over to us, knocking ponies out of the way, "Come on bros! You gotta help me!"
"I'm good." I said, still watching the fight.
"Same here." Tovy said.
"Yeah, I'm not much of a fighter. Plus, I don't feel up to it." Night Light said with a grin.
"Fuck you too." Greg said before turning around.
The two ponies from before ran up to him and rammed into him. They then fell to the floor and began to roll around, trading blows.
I stood and sighed, "Well, this couldn't get any worst."
*POW*
My head went to the side as a pony slammed his hoof into me, "I was wrong."
I grabbed the pony by his hoof and pulled him towards me. I then slammed my head into his, causing him to collapse to the ground.
I looked up at all the ponies fighting each other. This was complete chaos.
Hey, look, training, yay...
I sighed and changed my form to my Angel form. What? I love this form, and I see the opportunity to use it. I'm going to use it.
I walked forward and slammed my hoof into a stallions face, sending him into another.
Oh yeah, this is so much fun.... yeah, I'm being sarcastic. Truly, I'm just bored now.
Tovy ran up beside me and smiled, "Can I help?"
I shrugged and opened my wings, "Sure, go crazy." I then swung my wings to the side, knocking three stallions down.
I twisted around and began to walk in a different direction. But, before I could do anything else, I saw a stallion holding a broken bottle to Night Light.
I glared and flew forward and slammed into the stallion, knocking him away. "This is getting old."
"Couldn't you just end this?" Night Light asked.
I shrugged, "Yeah, I guess... Should I?"
"Uhh, yes!"
I chuckled, "Consider it done?"
When I turned back to the room full of ponies, a smirk broke across my face. This could be a little fun.
I flew forward, slamming into a few stallions in the process. I jumped over another and slammed my over sized wings into him, knocking him unconscious. I then landed on a table and kicked a bottle at another pony, hitting him in the head.
I stepped down from the table and slammed my back legs into it, sending it into a few other ponies.
A stallion stepped in front of me and tried to hit me. I grabbed his hoof and pulled him forward. I then slammed my head into his and let him drop. I then grabbed his hind leg and flung him at another stallion.
This went on for another minute before the only ones left in the room was me, my friends, and the three stallions from before. The third one was still sitting in the booth, now rubbing his mustache, his hooves fully wrapped in the hoof wraps.
Greg was laughing like a maniac as he rubbed his bloody face on a table. How drunk is he? Well, knowing him, he's not even drunk and is doing that for the hell of it.
"Why are ya'll wantin to fight us?" Jack Root said with a grunt.
I shook my head, "No, I don't want to fight. I don't know why you think we want to fight you. I was simply playing peace keeper a minute ago."
"Well, I say you're lying, trying to get us to drop our guard." The other said.
"I agree with Rocco, ya fakin it!" Jack Root said angrily.
"I got him!" Rocco said as he stepped forward, now standing on his hind legs, his front hooves held out in front of himself.
I sighed, "Why me?" I then flew towards him and threw a punch.
He shifted to the side and grabbed my foreleg. He then put his other hoof on my head and slammed it into a table. He let me go and grabbed my hind leg. He pulled upward and slammed me onto the table. He brought his hoof up and slammed it into my gut, forcing me through the table and onto the floor.
Okay, I just screwed up that attack. He easily countered it... wow.
I stood and coughed, "Okay, you're good."
He backed up, still on guard, "Thank you."
"Now, who are you?" I asked curiously.
"We're the Boxing Trio. The best bare hoof boxing team in Equestria." He said proudly.
I nodded, impressed, "Awesome. I don't want to fight you, believe me."
He lowered his guard, "Yeah, I can tell. I easily beat ya."
"Rematch." The pony in booth said.
"What?" I asked.
He stood and smiled, "I want to face you in a real match. I got to see you in actual action."
I cockes my head, "Really?"
He laughed, "Yes, really."
"Really Sullivan? You want to have an actual match with him?" Rocco ask, confused.
Sullivan looked at his friend and smiles, "But of course. I like a challenge. "
I laughed, "I'm sorry, but I have no idea how to box."
"Learn then." He said simply.
"I could... why do you really want have a match with me?"
He waved a hoof, "Two reasons. One, you look like you'll be a fun challange. Two, it's been a while since I've had a actual bout." He leaned forward, "What do you say?"
I rubbed my chin, "Uhhh, sure. When and where?"
He smiled, "Great! Today at noon, the gym in Canterlot. We'll be there all day."
"Okay, I'll be there... this is just a friendly fight, right?"
Jack Root nodded, "Yep, just for fun."
Sullivan waved his friends towards the doors, "We'll see you soon?"
"You will." I said with a smile.
After they left, I trotted back to my friends. Greg was passed on the floor...
Night Light chuckled, "Well, we did want a more interesting day, right?"
I chuckled, "We did, and now you all get to watch me get my flank kicked."
Night Light and Tovy laughed, causing me to smile.
This little event should be interesting. I just hope I don't end up knocked out on the mat.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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Chapter 115
"Punch it!" Greg yelled as he held the punching bag in front of me.
"I am!" I yelled back as I slammed my hoof into it.
We were at the Canterlot Gym, waiting for the match to begin. Greg was currently trying to show me how to box, but, he wasn't a good teacher.
His face was covered in bandages, covering the cuts on his face. Those ponies really did a number on him.
"Punch the damn bag! I want to see it break!" He yelled as he puffed on his joint.
I slammed my hoof into it and grunted, "What the hell do you think I'm doing!"
He let go of the bag and sighed, "If this is your best, you suck."
I put my hoof to my face and sighed, "This is only a friendly match, not a serious one."
He facehoofed, "Bro, let me tell you something. He said friendly match, but I heard a fight to the death! I want you to fuck him up."
Now it was my turn to facehoof, "You're the worst coach ever."
He laughed, "Oh? Then fuck you too bro." He then turned and walked over to a bench.
I sighed and turned to my other two friends.
Night Light studying a book on boxing, and Tovy was sitting on a bench, watching me.
Now what?
[Damn Dawn! You were right. We should have remodeled a long time ago!]
<Told ya!>
{Where have you been! I've been needing you two for like, oh I don't know, since you left!}
[HAHAHA! What do you need Lance?]
{Remember all those boxing movies and games I've seen?}
[Yeah, why do you ask?]
{Can you guys review them? You know, so you can try and teach me.}
<Easy. Why do we have to teach you how to box?>
{Watch my recent memories.}
[Okay, we'll get back to ya in a minute.]
Well, that was easier than expected.
I turned around and looked over at Sullivan and his two friends. They were currently talking and joking around.
Yeah, there's no need for him to practice, he's already a professional.
Why did I agree to this? I'm only going to get hurt...
[Yo Lance, we got this!]
{Great! Hurry up and start teaching me how to do this! Should I go to the punching bag?}
[Nah man, we're just going to download all this knowledge into your memory. That way, you'll remember every move you've seen on those movies.]
{Really? That easy?}
<Oh yeah, that easy.>
[Also, you kicked ass in that bar! But, you failed at the last part.]
{... Shut up Break, I tried! But come on, he had skills on his side!}
[Don't get mad at me bro! Do you want this knowledge or not?]
{*Sigh* Give it to me.}
<You got it!>
A second later, my mind was filled with memories of all the boxing movies and games I've ever seen or played.
Well, that didn't actual teach me how to box, but at least this gives me a very good chance at standing a chance.
[There you go. Now.... BEAT HIS ASS!]
{I'll try and win, but come on, do you really think I can beat him in a fair fight?}
[... Yeah, you're right. Just don't look like a wussy up there.]
{Okay, can you turn on the bionic eye?}
<Yep.>
Once my HUD was up, I looked over at Sullivan, "Hey, Sullivan, you ready?"
He turned from his friends and smiled, "Yes, but the real question is: Are you ready?"
I shrugged, "As ready as I'll ever be."
He laughed and pointed to the ring, "If you're ready, get up there."
I looked at he ring and trotted over to it. I jumped up and slide under the ropes and onto the mat.
Well, time to get my ass kicked... again.
Greg jumped up on one of the corners and levitated a chair over, "Yo, Lance! Get your ass over here!"
I sighed and trotted to the corner, "What?"
"I want you to punch, jab, and bite!" He said as he levitated a water bottle to me.
I sighed, "Greg.... this is boxing, there is no biting."
"Still, do it. Now drink up." He said as he thrusted it into my face.
I rolled my eyes and grabbed the bottle. I then tilted it up and began to drink... then I began to gag, "Greg! What is this?!"
"Whiskey! Makes you a man!" He said with a laugh.
I spit out the rest in my mouth and coughed, "You could have warned me! That burned!"
He shrugged and pointed across the mat, to where Sullivan was. He was currently wrapping hoof wraps around his front hooves.
"Look, I want you to beat him!" Greg said as he levitated a pair of hoof wraps up to me.
I picked up one of the rolls and began to roll it around my hoof, "Why? Why do you want me to beat him?"
"Because! His friend over there hit me!" Greg said as he pointed at his bandaged face.
I laughed, what? Seeing Greg like this is funny! You'd agree if you knew the guy.
"Really Greg? You started it." I said as I began to wrap my other hoof.
He rolled his eyes and pulled out another blunt, "Doesn't matter."
I sighed tapped my hooves together, "Well, I'm just going to have fun."
Greg facehoofed, "Well then, fuck you!"
I twisted around, "You ready Sullivan?"
"Been ready." He said with a chuckle.
"Can I at least provide the music?" Greg said as he levitated a radio up to him.
I sighed, "Yeah, go ahead."
He smirked, "Great! It took me forever to get this song!" He pressed a few buttons on the radio and smiled, "Music starts when you start."
"Well then, I guess we start." Sullivan said as he nodded to his friend.
Jack Root jumped up on the ring and looked at us, "Now, there ain't many rules for this here match. Since it's unofficial and all. There is no kicking or unfair hits. If ya are knocked on your flank three times, ya out. Got that?"
I nodded, "Yeah, so, object to to knock the other out?"
"Or survive two rounds." Sullivan said as he rotated his neck.
"Sounds easy enough." I said as I prepared.
"On da bell, ya'll begin." Jack Root said as he jumped off the ring and landed next to Rocco.
Okay, let's try and not get hurt to bad.
[Time to kick some ass!]
<Yay, more pain...>
*DING*
As soon as the bell went off, Greg started the music. And I instantly reconized it, 'Living on a prayer'.
Well, at least it's not heavy metal.
[True, but... FIGHT!]
I stood up on my hind legs, which was hard, and began to hobble my way over to Sullivan, who was also on his hind legs.
I brought my hooves up in a defensive manor, waiting for him to throw the first punch.
Sullivan began to hop from hoof to hoof, slowly moving his forehooves around.
He made a move with his left hoof, causing my gaze to land on it. But, he instantly brought his right hoof in from the side, a perfect hook.
My head snapped to the side from the impact. He then followed up with a quick jab from his left hoof, and a heavy hit to the gut with his right.
I stumbled back, trying to stay up right.
Sullivan advance and began to throw hoof after hoof at my head, which was barely protected.
I was able to block a few of his punches, but wow, he's fast.
He threw a straight jab, which connected with my snout.
I instinctively brought my hooves to my face and held my nose.
Sullivan used this to his advantage and pulled back his right hoof.
"Uh oh, Sully's signature move!" Rocco yelled out.
What?
*POW*
My entire upper body snapped back from the massive blow I had just received.
I fell to the mat, dazed.
"One, two, three..." Rocco yelled, counting down.
My face! The pain! AHHHH!
"...Four, five, six..."
[Get up Lance!]
"... Seven, eight, ni..."
I forced myself to my hooves and stood back up and held my hooves up.
"YEAH! GO LANCE!" Tovy yelled out, pumping his hoof in the air.
"Way to go Lance! Hang in there!" Night Light encouraged.
"DO BETTER THAN THAT!" Yelled Greg, stomping his hoof.
I moved forward, hooves held up in front of me.
Sullivan smiled and threw a jab. I parried it and countered with a punch to the gut.
He grunted from the impact and slammed his hoof into my unprotected face.
Again, I stumbled back, but was able to keep my guard up.
Sullivan advanced and began to throw punch after punch, slowly backing me up.
I held my hooves up, blocking a few of the hits. But, most still connected with my head.
He backed me up into a corner and continued the onslaught.
<Punch him when I say so!>
I winced as a punch hit me between my eyes, my bionic eye showed a bit of static for a second.
<NOW!>
I moved my head to the side, causing his next punch to fly past my head, surprising him. I then brought my hoof up and slammed it into his jaw.
His head snapped back, causing him to stumble back.
[Great work, now... GET HIM!]
I jumped forward and slammed my hoof into his slightly protected face. He winced and threw another jab, this one hit me above the eye, sending a searing pain through my face.
I shook my head and hooked him in the side of the head.
He stumbled slightly, but recovered enough to dodge my next jab.
He knocked my hoof out of the way and brought his hoof up, slamming into my jaw. I lifted off the ground a few inches and landed on the ground with a heavy thud.
*DING DING DING*
"Round one is now over!" Rocco yelled out as Sullivan walked back to his corner.
I stayed on the mat, trying to collect myself. Boxing is not as fun as they make it out to be...
"Get your lazy ass over here!" Greg called out as he began to drag me over with his magic.
He sat me in a chair and began to go on and on about how he could have done better.
"Buck man, your face is all bloody!" Tovy said as he picked up a wet rag.
"Oh, that's nothing new." I joked, allowing him to try and wash off the blood.
"Whoa, that's a lot of blood." Night Light said as he looked me over.
Tovy put the rag down and began to dab at the cuts with a clean pad.
"Ten seconds!" Rocco called out.
"Water." I said, holding my hoof out.
Night Light levitated up a bottle and put it to my lips.
I quickly drank a little and pushed it away.
"Times up! Get ready for round two!" He announced.
Everyone and everypony jumped off the stage, leaving me and Sullivan.
*DING*
We both stood up and advanced on each other, hooves raised.
Okay Lance, you can do this!
Once I was close enough, I threw a jab for his gut. He shifted to the side and brought his hoof downward, right into the back of my head.
I fell face first on the mat, breathing heavily.
"One, two, three, four..."
Okay, that one hurt!
"Five, six..."
My HUD said I had a mild concussion, but it was quickly clearing up.
"Seven, eight..."
I again forced myself to my hooves, starting to get worried over why I wouldn't just stay down.
"Dang, you're a tough one." Sullivan said with a smirk.
I forced a smile and brought my hooves up, "I try."
He laughed and advanced.
He threw a left hoof, which I was able to block with my left foreleg. But, while I had my foreleg up, blocking his hoof, he brought back his right hoof and slammed it into my face.
The blow caused me to jump back, my snout pounding with a searing pain.
Sullivan stepped forward and smiled, "Sorry about this, but..." He began to throw punch after punch into my unprotected face.
I was no longer able to block, I was still stunned from the first hit.
He stopped and pulled his right hoof to the side. He then threw it forward, slamming into the side of my head with enough force to cause me to spin around.
I went a full three sixty before stopping, still facing him.
He was rotating his right foreleg, preparing for his next move.
[Oh...]
<... Shit.>
Sullivan threw his right hoof forward. It connected with my head, hitting me between the eyes and sent me backwards. He hit me so hard, he actually caused me to flip over the ropes around the ring.
*DING DING DING*
"TKO!" Rocco yelled out as they cheered for Sullivan's victory.
Night Light and Tovy ran to my side.
"You okay there Lance?" Night Light asked worriedly.
"Are you okay Lance?!" Tovy yelled out.
I rolled over and gasped, "Yeah... Just dandy..." I then pushed up, making myself stand.
I looked over at Greg, who was raging about how I could have won.
"You at least stood your ground, right?" Night Light said with a small chuckle.
I smiled, "Yeah, at least.... what does my face look like?"
"... A mess."
I chuckled, "Well, am I still beautiful?"
Night Light laughed, "And you're my son in law?"
"YES!" Tovy yelled out, scaring the crap out of me.
"Hey Lance." Sullivan said as he trotted over to me.
I looked up and smiled, "Good match."
He laughed, "Yes, yes it was. You wasn't so bad up there, but you could work on your blocking... and everything else."
I chuckled and rubbed my chest, "Yeah, I know. I'll probably try and learn this, you know, so we can have a rematch."
He raised an eyebrow, "You want a rematch? After that?"
I nodded and smiled, "Yep. I know I can beat you after some training."
{BREAK! Stop making me say this! I don't want a rematch!}
HAHAHA! Too bad!]
"Well, in that case, I'll see you again?" He asked.
"You sure will." I said with confidence, or, Break made me say with confidence.
Sullivan did an about face, "See you later then Lance."
"Yeah, see ya later." I said in response. I then looked at Greg and glared, "Why?!"
He stopped his rant and shrugged.
I sighed and looked at the others, "I need a break from this..."
Night Light nodded, "I bet you do. Do you want me to talk my wife into going to the spa today?"
I rubbed my chin and smiled, "Yes, go for it. I could use that spa trip today."
"A spa trip? Can I come?!" Tovy asked excitedly.
I looked at him, "Uhh, sure."
"Yes!" He said pulling his hoof in as a sign of victory.
"Should I go get her now, or later?" Night Light asked.
"Now would be good. I'll go get my other friend, so tell her to meet me at the Ponyville spa." I said, picking up a cloth and rubbing my face free of the blood.
"That, I can do... what about Greg?" He said, looking at Greg, who was standing on his head and smoking a blunt.
"Him? Just leave him here, he'll find his way home... maybe." I said with a chuckle.
"Uhh, alrighty then. I'm off, I guess." Night Light said as he began to trot towards the doors.
I looked over to Tovy, "Well, you ready?"
"I've been ready!" He said with a large grin.
I looked around and shrugged, "Then let's get going."
Fifteen minutes later, Grace's house
I stepped up to the door and knocked four times.
"Huh, this is familiar." Tovy said as he looked the house over.
The door opened to reveal Grace. She was wearing a lounging rope and had a cup of coffee in her hoof, "What do you want?"
I chuckled, "Did you just wake up?"
She sighed and took a sip from her coffee, "Yeah. I decided to wake up a little early today."
I looked at the sky and back to her, "But, it's noon."
She laughed and ran a hoof through her hair, "I know, but hey, at least I don't sleep all day." She then looked at Tovy and smiled, "Oh hey Tovy!"
He waved back, "Hey Grace."
I looked between the two and chuckled, "You know each other?"
Grace nodded, "We do, but we only meet the other day."
Tovy nodded, confirming what she was saying.
"Did you have to friendzone him?" I said in a joking voice.
Grace began to laugh, almost dropping her cup, "Oh! I didn't even have to friendzone him! He's a colt cuddlier!"
My eyes widened, a colt cuddlier?! Tovy's gay?!
<Even I could see that Lance.>
[Yeah, are you that stupid?]
Tovy blushed when I cast a look at him.
This explains so much. Well, at least I know to watch him now.
I looked back at Grace, "Well, with that aside, I have to ask you something."
"Shoot." She said as she took another sip from her coffee.
"Twilight's parents are in town and I'm spending some time with each. And I'm going to take her mother to the spa."
Grace chuckled, "And this involves me how?"
"I wanted to know if you want to come with us to the spa."
She raised an eyebrow, "Is it free?"
I shook my head, "No, but I'm paying."
She smirked, "Then I'm coming."
I laughed at this, "Moocher."
She also laughed, "Yep, that's me." She then turned around, "Let me get ready, then we'll head out."
"Alright, just hurry." I said as I leaned against the door frame.
[I hope no one sees us at the spa. That would ruin our reputation.]
<Reputation? The only one we have is getting our asses kicked and being unlucky.>
[I still want to keep that reputation intact!]
{Yeah, that reputation isn't going anywhere. There's no one to take it.}
[True...]
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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2012-08-28T00:36:34+00:00
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2023-08-21T17:43:02+00:00
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Chapter 116
"So, you are paying, right?" Grace asked as we all trotted towards the spa.
"Yes, I got this covered." I said with a grin.
Now, you may ve wondering where I get my money, right? Well, since I lost my job, my good friend Fred has been sending me a large amount of bits from time to time. Gotta love that guy.
When we reached the door, I pushed it open and strolled in, followed by Grace and Tovy.
"Pfft, nice place." Grace said as she glanced around.
I looked over to the waiting area to see Twilight and her mother.
Oh good, they're already here. Now we don't have to wait for them.
Twilight looled up from her magazine and smiled happily, "Hey Lance! Glad to see you've finally decided to join us..." She then saw the cuts and small bruises on my face, "What happened to you?!"
I smiled sheepishly, "I was in a boxing match... and lost."
She facehoofed, "Really Lance?" She then chuckled, "A boxing match? You'll do anything, won't you?"
I smirked, "Anything and everything. I'll always try something at least once."
Grace cleared her throat, "I would like to get this started."
I looked at her and rolled my eyes, "One minute." I then turned to Aloe... or is it Lotus? Honestly, I can't tell them apart... because I don't know who is who, "Hey, could we get the same thing Rarity usually gets?"
Aloe or Lotus looked up and smiled, "Yes you can! Follow me!"
We all followed her into the back where she pointed to some ropes, "Just slip those on and get in the steam room."
After everyone had on a robe, mine was too short, we walked into the steam room.
I jumped up on a bench and relaxed, Twilight sat down on my right, and.... Tovy sat down on my left. Now, I'm uncomfortable.
Everyone else just sat where ever they wanted.
Aloe/Lotus walked in and jumped behind the hot stones. She picked up a bucket and poured a little on the rocks. The room instantly filled with hot steam.
After a few minutes, I began to completely relax.
[Ahh yeah, this is great!]
<This is so refreshing, we need to do this more often.>
We stayed in there for five minutes before Aloe/Lotus jumped off the bench and motioned for us to get up.
Next up was facials, and let me tell you. Guys getting facials is just strange. But, I did it.
When Aloe/Lotus rubbed it onto my face, I almost laughed. But, when she put the cucumbers on my eyes, I felt tired. Yeah, I need more sleep at night, plus, I just got out of boxing match, so you can't hold anything against me!
"Oh, this is relaxing." I heard Velvet say from the spot next to me.
"I agree with ya on that!" Grace said.
"Meh, could be better." I said as I stuck my tongue out and pulled one of the cucumber slices into my mouth.
As I chewed, I began to taste the mask they had put on... and let me tell you this, that stuff taste like crap! I spit it out and whipped my tongue clean of the horrible taste.
"Don't eat the cream." Aloe/Lotus chimed as she trotted past me.
I chuckled and sat back and put my hooves behind my head.
Then, being as stupid as I am, I stuck my tongue out and pulled in the other cucumber slice, only to spit it out a second later.
As I sat there, I saw the two spa ponies working on Twilight's and her mothers horns.
I don't get it, why do thy file them?
After a few minutes, Lotus, Aloe, and another pony came in and guided everyone onto their stomachs. They then began to massage their backs. Either by rubbing or hitting.
Tovy was next to me getting his back beat by a tough looking mare, and I have to say this. I felt sorry for the little guy. The mare was beating the crap out of his back like he was a large stallion.
Next, she trotted over to me and told me to get on my stomach.
Once I was down, she began to beat the living hell out of my back.
[What the fuck?! This isn't relaxing at all!]
<Make it stop! Please, just make it stop!>
When she finally finished with me, she moved left the room and allowed Aloe and Lotus to get the others.
Oh man! My back feels like crap!
Thankfully, next up was a mud bath.
Before I got in, I looked at Twilight and smirked, "Remember this morning?"
She rolled her eyes, "Don't remind me."
While everyone else climbed down into the mud gently, I just stood on my hind legs and held my forelegs in the air. I then fell back, hitting the mud with a loud splat.
"Cute." Somepony said.
I looked over at the other mud pit to see Tovy, smiling.
[GAY!]
<We know that already.>
[Still... he called us cute, and we are not cute! We're a fucking sexy beast!]
I ignored Tovy's comment and just relaxed in the mud on my back.
A little side note for you. Don't lay on your back in a pit of mud, because you're more than likely going to sink.
I became so relaxed, I didn't notice when I began to sink downward. By time I noticed, I was already resting on the bottom.
I instanly freaked out and pushed myself upward, breaking through the top and slinking mud everywhere.
[We can't die idiot, no need to freak out like that.]
{You try being trapped in a suffocating mud pit!}
Grace laughed at me and shook her head, "What? Can't take a little mud?"
I chuckled and laid back, "Shut up Grace."
After the mud pits, we moved on to something that I think was a hoof washing? I have no idea. All it involved was all of us standing in a bath of soapy water.
I looked down at it and raised an eyebrow, "What's the purpose of this?"
Aloe/Lotus smiled, "To prepare your hooves for a pedicure."
"Oh... yay, pedicure." I have no pride left to lose.
After the hoof baths, we moved to a few chairs, where they proceeded to file down our hooves.
I sat there watching them work on the others, not very enthusiastic about my turn.
When Aloe/Lotus came to me and sat down, I backed up slightly. Now I know how Rainbow Dash felt.
She moved forward again, and I again backed up.
She sighed and glared at me.
I smiled sheepishly.
She tried again, and this time I at least let her touch my hoof before I jumped out of the chair and into the air.
Yeah, I'm not getting a pedicure.
Later, they began to work on our manes, setting them to the ways we wanted, or the ways they saw fit.
I laughed at Tovy's hair style, but when it came time for me, I again panicked.
"Oh no, it's fine! You don't have to work on my hair." I said while waving my hooves.
Aloe/Lotus glared.
I shook my head and ran over to my saddle bags, "Here! Take the money! But I'm outta here!" I tossed the bag of bits on the counter and threw on my saddlebags.
I then looked at the others, "Sorry guys, gotta run!"
"Be home before dinner." Twilight said as she allowed herself to relax.
"See ya." Grace said, half asleep.
"I'm coming!" Tovy yelled as he messed his mane back up and jumped off the table.
Oh come on!
Be nice Lance, he may be gay, but he's still a nice guy.
I sighed and walked out of the spa, followed my Tovy.
But, as I walked out, I ran into somepony I had not expected.
I rebounded off the solidly build stallion and stumbled back a few feet before Tovy caught me... yeah...
I regained my composer and smiled, "Hey Barehoof, what brings you to Ponyville?"
He looked at me with desperate eyes, "I got to get a few things! Fast!"
"What's the hurry?" I said with a chuckle.
He tried to push past me, "Something very important back at the house! Dream come true! I have to get in there! PLEASE MOVE!"
I chuckled, and continued to block his path, "What's a dream come true?"
He knocked me to the side, "LOVE!"
I laughed and allowed him to run past me, but as he enter, his saddlebags hit the door frame and knocked out a tube of lotion.
"Oh, he dropped his lotion." Tovy said, stating the obvious.
I trotted over and picked it, and then smirked, "Hey Tovy, wanna meet my mom?"
"Sure!" He said excitedly.
<Lance, what are you planning?>
{I'm going to go to my moms house, and get in on what ever they're doing.}
<Why?>
{I want to mess with them.}
[BWAHAHAHA! That a boy Lance!]
I smiled and put the lotion in my mouth, "Come Tovy! We ride at dawn!"
"What?" He said as he cocked his head.
I chuckled and put my hoof on his shoulder, preparing to teleport.
He blushed at the contact, which almost made me jump back.
*BZZZT*
We both suddenly appeared at the door to my mom's house.
I looked at Tovy and smirked, "Stay behind me."
He smiled happily, "I WILL!"
<I don't feel comfortable with him behind us.>
[Yeah, he's going to check out our nice bod!]
{Will you two shut up!}
I opened the door and saw a lot of rose petals leading down the hall. I know I've seen this somewhere before.
I walked down the hall, following the petals. The petals lead us up a stair case and down another hall. They turned off to the side and went into a door that was slightly open.
I raised an eyebrow and walked forward. Before I reached the door, my hoof ran into a wire, which snapped upon contact. Seconds later, music began to pour from the room.
I stepped up to the door and pushed it open. I the walked in and glanced around. There were candles all around the room, giving it a peaceful look.
But then, my eyes rested on the bed, and my eyes went wide with shock.
My mom was on the bed, legs spread out, exposing herself to the world. There was a blindfold over here eyes, and she was sitting in a sexual position, rubbing her body.
"Mmmmm, I've been waiting for you to get back." She said in a sexy voice.
The tube of lotion fell out of my mouth and I looked down. Again, I reeled in shock. The tube wasn't lotion... it was lube!
"Come here big boy and stick it in me!" She yelled across the room at me.
"MOM?!" I yelled in complete horror.
She ripped the blind fold off and screamed. She then pulled the covers over herself, "LANCE GREENFIELD!"
My right eye twitched, "I've seen things no man should see..." I turned to Tovy, "Get me out of here."
He cocked his head, "Why? Can't you walk out?"
"Nope." I said before my eyes rolled up in the back of my head. I then collapsed on the floor. Yes, I fainted.
[AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! GET THE MIND BLEACH!]
<KILL ME! KILL ME PLEASE!]
[WE SAW HER PUSSY! WE SAW OUR MOMS PUSSY! KILL US!]
{.....}
[LANCE! WHY?!]
{.... I didn't know... can I please dig my eyes out with a spoon?}
<[PLEASE DO!]>
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When the world ends, a young man gets a chance to relive his life in the world of Equestria.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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2012-08-28T00:36:38+00:00
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2023-08-21T17:44:02+00:00
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I apologize for the beginning, but hey, things like this happen all the time in real life, (At least, in my town XD )
Chapter 117
....
[*GROAN* Thank God we passed out! I don't want to remem... where are we?]
<...I don't know.>
I opened my eyes to see a white ceiling... where am I?
I was on my back... in a bed... with something on me. Yes, I'm confused as hell right now.
Something moved slightly on my chest.
I looked down and saw Tovy. He had his forelegs wrapped around my waist, and his head on my chest. He was asleep, and had a large smile in his face...
<{[AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!]}>
I brought my hooves up and pushed him off of me and literally flew out of the bed.
I landed a few feet away and twisted to see Tovy, a large blush on his face.
"WHAT THE HELL DUDE?!" I yelled, in total freak out mode.
He gulped, his blush growing larger, "I-I'm sorry.... it's just... you looked so cute asleep...."
I waved my hooves in front of me frantically, "Whoa! That doesn't mean you have to kidnap me!"
He shook his head, "I didn't kidnap you Lance. You passed out and I didn't know where to take you. So, I brought you to my house..."
[WHAT DID HE DO TO US WHILE WE WERE ASLEEP?!]
"Why were you on me like that then?!" I yelled, backing up to the door.
He gulped again, "I... I just wanted to hold you... and... cuddle up to you... and..."
"No! Just no! Listen to me Tovy! I don't go that way, I'm married! To a mare!" I yelled as I stomped my hooves against the hard wood floor.
He winced at my words and hung his head, "I'm sorry."
I sighed, trying to stay calm, "Listen Tovy, I'm not that mad, but still, you shouldn't have done that."
He looked up, "You're not mad?"
I shook my head, "No, I'm kinda pissed, but not mad. I'll forgive you, this time."
[KILL HIM!]
He smiled happily, "Really?!"
I shrugged, "Yes, really. Just don't do it again."
"I won't, I promise!" He said happily.
I gave him the best smile I could at a time like this, "Good."
I then turned and walked down the hall and to the front door.
Once I stepped out, I heard Tovy running towards me.
"Wait Lance, one more thing!"
I spun around, "What do you-MMMGGGGHHHHH!"
Tovy ran up and planted a large kiss on my lips. He then jumped back, "See ya Lance!" Then he closed the door, leaving me standing there, eye twitching.
[....]
<...>
{....}
[....]
<...>
{....}
<{[WHAT THE FUCK!!!]}>
"AHHHHHH!!! FUCK!!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs as I slammed my face into the dirt and began to shove dirt into my mouth.
[HE KISSED US!]
<THAT WAS SICK!.
[I NO LONGER WANT TO LIVE!]
I rubbed the dirt around on my lips, still screaming out random cuss words.
I then jumped up and yelled, "I NEED TWILIGHT!"
*BZZZT*
I appeared at the door to Dali's house and pushed it open. Inside, I saw Twilight and her mother sitting on the couch, talking.
I ran up to Twilight and picked her up in a tight embrace, holding her like you would a baby, "Sorry Velvet! But I need your daughter for a very important matter!"
Velvet raised an eyebrow, "Which is?"
"TO PROVE I'M NOT GAY!" I then flew down the hall and into our room, where I saw Night Light looking at one of my books, "YOU GOTTA GET OUT NIGHT LIGHT! TWILIGHT'S ABOUT TO PROVE I'M NOT GAY!"
He looked at me strangely, "What do you-OOF!"
I picked him up with my hind legs and carried him to the door. I dropped him and grabbed the door, "Sorry Light! But this is important!"
*Slam*
I then held Twilight out in front of me and smiled, "You know what time it is?"
"What time is it?" She asked, confused.
I smirked, "It's...." I flew towards the bed, a determined look on my face, "... Adventure time!"
[Nice one Lance!]
<HEY! When I use it, it's bad. But when he uses it, he's awesome! WHY?!>
[Because he used it at the right moment.]
<Damn it, damn it all!>
Spark's POV
I trotted down the street, watching Nova and her coltfriend walk and talk.
I don't like her coltfriend. Yeah sure, he was five, but come on!
No, I'm not jealous, I'm only.... oh who am I kidding! I'm jealous! BUT WHY?!
I was keeping my distance from the pair, trying to stay out of sight. But, I could still hear them, kinda.
Nova was telling him about the Wonderbolt's, but he didn't seem that interested.
When Nova asked him a simple question, he turned on her and yelled something about her shutting up, plus a few other things.
Nova yelled back, telling him that she only wanted to know who was his favorite.
Then, he did something that sent my anger over the edge. He slapped her and told her not to yell at him like that again. (They're still kids, what the fuck? Oh wait... he's older than they are... shit.)
Before he could make another move, I yelled out, "YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSE TO HIT FILLIES!"
He looked up in time to see me flying towards him, hatred in my eyes.
I slammed into him, knocking him to the ground. I grabbed him by his mane and held him up in front of me, "YOU'RE SUPPOSE TO TREAT FILLIES WITH RESPECT!"
I then slammed my head into his, instantly breaking his snout. I then drug him across the ground to one of the trash bins and slammed him into the side of it. I lifted him up and put his head between it and the lid. I then began to slam the trash bins lid into his head, yelling at him about how to treat a filly.
Once that was done, and I could see that he was barely conscious, I lifted him up and dumped him in the trash bin.
I spat on him and glared, "Now you're where you belong, with the trash." I slammed the lid shut and let out a ragged breath.
I looked over to Nova, to see her standing a few feet away, smiling slightly, "Thank you Spark."
I trotted over to her, "He shouldn't have hit you."
She wrapped her forelegs around my neck and gave me a tight hug, "He was a jerk, always been one. I just thought I could change him. Guess I was wrong huh?"
I chuckled and returned her hug, "You can't change ponies like that."
She broke the hug and smiled, "Want to come over and play with me and Star Chaser?"
I smiled happily, "Yes! Can we check out the maze?"
She nodded with a grin, "Yes, I've been wanting to go in there for a while!"
"Let's go!" I yelled, racing ahead.
I wonder if she'll go out with.... Why did I just think that?
I'm confused right now...
And that's how Spark kicked a older colt's ass XD
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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2012-08-28T00:36:42+00:00
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2016-12-14T10:41:05+00:00
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Chapter 118
That... That was awesome!
[YOU'RE DAMN RIGHT IT WAS AWESOME!]
<Totally proves we're not gay.>
I was laying in my bed, Twilight's head on my chest. I was currently looking at the ceiling, a large goofy smile on my face.
What? You would to after something like THAT.
But, only one thing ruined the moment at one point. A letter appeared in front of me as I leaned down to lick.... never mind, you get the idea.
Anyways, a letter from Graze appeared before me, and ruined the mood for a good four minutes. Thanks a lot Graze!
I read it quickly, wrote out a response, and then instantly jumped back into bed to finish what I had started.
This is what the letter had read:
'Yo Lance! I'm real happy for you with Spark and your daughter, but Vine as well?! Jeez, I know that mare, and guess what? She loves to be booped on her nose, she just giggles like a filly when you do that. Totally tickles her fancy and colors her pretty. Trust me man, she would become your best friend forever. I did it and we got coffee and everything! Life was fucking grand except for the fact that I got dumped recently..... Reasons withheld, I just hope things with Ditzy and I fix quickly. Can't stop thinking about her, but anyways, I have to go now, preparing for something big and also, somepony be knocking on my door.
Also, I am a Godfather to Anarchy, my philosophical teacher, she is one crazy draconequis but life couldn't be more epic without her and other teachers!
Ciao for now!
Brother from another mother,
Razor Fucking Graze.
P.S - I have a new conscience meaning a better form as well. Sadly with a lot of thinking, you got yours by magic right? That's kinda short cutting it but anyways, when I come get ready to meet her, she can honestly pussywhip Kill, so I would be afraid. Very afraid.'
I had to admit, I laughed despite myself. Also, I know what I'm doing after I get out of bed. I'm gonna boop her on the nose later.
This should make her forgive me for that... incident with the prank gone wrong. Also, coffee does sound nice, and it could be fun to have her a best friend.
And, maybe she won't play anymore pranks on me. Yep, this is going to be awesome!
Now, after reading that, I wrote out a quick letter and sent it back to him:
'What's up Graze? I'm kinda in the middle of something, so, this will be short.
Really? Just boop her on the nose and she'll do all that? SWEET! I can finally stop worrying if she'll prank me again. With this information, I can make her my best friend and no longer fear her! Thank's bro!
I'm sorry about that bro, she'll come back.... Break says to buy a hooker, but, Dawn suggest trying to talk the problem out. I on the other hand suggest you give her some time. She'll come around.
That's disturbing bro, because I know her. And let me tell you this, if she says she'll fix your problem, don't listen. Trust me on this one.
New conscience? Cool. Also no, I didn't get my new form by magic. Here, I'll describe this as short and fast as I can.
I'm no longer a pony or human, I'm an angel. If you don't know what that is, then ask somepony who knows about this kind of stuff. How did I become one? Simple, I died. How did I die? I was protecting Twilight from something called The Nightmare. No, he did not kill me. I sacrificed myself to save her. I'll tell you more later, if you ever come back.
From the brony who's currently getting some!
Lance'
<So, when are we going to do this? The Vinetion thing I mean.>
{Soon, after I enjoy a few more minutes of holding Twilight.}
[Well, hurry up! I want to stop worrying about what Vinetion will do next!]
Meanwhile, at Alexander's and Trixie's house in Ponyville
Alexander sat in front of his mirror, looking at his eyes.
He sighed, pushing the memories back down. But every time he did, they would come back up, stronger.
It was becoming to much for him to handle. All those months... he shuddered at the thought.
The door to the room opened.
He quickly pulled on his goggles and looked towards the door.
Trixie trotted in with a large smile and jumped into the bed and laid down behind him, "Trixie is tired after today's events. She wishes for her stallion to hold her."
Alexander smiled weakly and shifted his position and laid next to her. He then wrapped his forelegs around her and pulled her close.
Trixie rubbed her cheek against his and relaxed.
After a few moments of silence, Alexander accidently let out a whimper, a whimper caused by his painful memories.
Trixie pulled back and looked at him, "Alex? What's wrong?"
He couldn't take it anymore. Tears began to pour out from under his goggles, staining the pillow.
Trixie put her hoof on his cheek, "Trixie can tell something is wrong. Please tell her."
Alexander sat up and hung his head, "I've lied to you Trixie."
She sat up, a look of shock on her face, "Lied? About what?"
He took a ragged breath and looked at her, "About the true me... and what's happened to me."
She looked him over, "What do you mean?"
He gulped and reached up and pulled his goggles down, for the first time in front of someone else.
She gasped at the sight of his eyes.
They were the shape of a dragon's eyes, but different from Lance's. But, the thing that stuck out the most was the red crack in the eyeball itself. It looked like the eye was cracked, like it was glass or weak metal.
Alexander looked away from her, afraid of what she might say or do.
Instead, he felt her wrap her forelegs around him and felt her lay her head on his shoulder.
"What? Aren't you afraid or something?" He asked confused.
"Why should Trixie be afraid of the one she loves? She loves you to much for something like this to push her away." She said as she pulled back and made him look at her, "Now, tell Trixie what you lied about."
Alexander hung his head, "Remember what I told you about how I got here?"
"Yes."
He looked up, "That wasn't really the truth. I made it up... It was to hard to tell you what really happened."
She kissed him on the forehead and put her hooves on his, "You can tell Trixie."
Alexander smiled slightly and took a breath, "Alright. I'll tell you."
This next part is from Silver Charges story, his history on Alexander. I've made it cannon, so, here. This is copied and pasted from his story
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Tests. It was all about tests. Test after… test after test after test after TEST AFTER TEST!!!! My pain,… my suffering was all just one big TEST! I was created from a test, people died because of tests, I'm not sane because of TESTS!…. Let me start from the beginning,.. the last day that I was human,…'human'… I don't think that apply's to me anymore… I fear that I am not human anymore,.. not even pony.
When the world, my world; Earth, ended on December 21 at 12:00am, I was transported to a white room. There, God spoke to me and gave me three choices,… if I could redo that whole event, I would have gone straight to Equestira. But,.. no, I chose the world of Portal; for the people reading this that don't know the world of Portal I will explain. Portal, it is a puzzle game using a portal gun that is powered by a black hole that is in the gun it's self, its power source is the blackhole, and all of it is very unstable. But more importantly that world was another earth, but it was an earth in the future,… so in the future humans created Aperture Laboratories, a facility to test out new things that would change the world… more then they knew, they would succeed. They created an A.I. called Glados, Glados would run the Laboratory, build the robots,the turrets, and the portal guns. But soon, the humans who created her saw that she didn't care… SHE DIDN'T CARE about anything or anyone!! All she cared about was the things that would only benefit her, the scientists soon made another A.I. to regulate Glados, they called this one Wheatley.
They made him for one purpose, but the one purpose soon was corrupted. The A.I. wanted to be the head of the Laboratory instead of Glados,… the humans thought that by creating more A.I. to regulate the others would work… they thought it WOULD WORK!!! No.. it didn't. They started to make more A.I.'s: Rick the adventure core, the Space core, and more and more and more!! But soon, as any A.I., Glados grew smarter and found out that she didn't need any humans at ALL!! So in one night… she fill the whole planet with nerotoxin… and killed every single human being on the planet!!… except for one, and that one human out smarted Glados…twice. We tried to find her,... on the surface but… we were forever trapped in the hands of Glados, in the underground Aperture Laboratory.
When I got there,.. to the world of Portal I wasn't the only one, others from my earth came… last I counted, there was 200 hundred of us. Glados was pleased at our presences…. pleased of only what she could DO WITH US!! She was slowly, and painfully… killing us off… one by one, day after day, TEST AFTER TEST!! Not even the cores would stop her,… the cores were soon broken, corrupted, never to work properly… ever again. No one was going to fix them,… our last hope was gone… BUT IT WASN'T LIKE IT WAS EVEN THERE!!! There was no hope,… no light of day… NO WAY OUT!!… When I was transported there I found my friend Jinix…. why did he have to come here… WHY! I was happy, I was only happy to see him at that moment, after that… it was just pain a suffering.
The first test… I still have it fresh in my mind…ITS STILL IN MY MIND… I CAN'T GET IT OUT!!! I was put into a room with five other people, including Jinix; there were no exit, no windows and no cameras. Then… ohh then,… THAT WAS IT!!! The room filled with nerotoxin,.. everyone fell down,… dead, blood coming from their mouths, and foam… coming out OF THERE EYES!!… Nerotoxin: a deadly gas that attacks the nervous system to a point of a complete body shut down; you breathe it in… and within 5 seconds your on the ground dead. But I… and Jinix, we didn't die, we only suffered…. the pain inside us was monumental, I coughed up blood to no end… soon, the test was soon over and when Glados came in…. and saw that I and Jinix were still alive… well… WE GAVE HER PURPOSE!! SOMETHING TO LOOK FORWARD TO!! It was an experiment that she wanted to do… since the day that she was made… to make a living… portal. She soon took us both,… and then the surgery's started… she laid me on a table and strapped me down with metal bars. "Don't worry.." she would say.."These bars are for my safety… your safety in the matter is highly disregarded in the matter"
Then… ohh then… there would be ten ejections, 10 going in my stomach, 10 going in my heart…, and 10 going in my spinal cord. She… SHE DIDN'T PUT US EVEN TO SLEEP!! She threw me,… back into the room.. and refilled it with the gas.. again, and again, and again,… AND AGAIN!! This,.. this was to create an immunity to the gas… but the pain,.. the pain was still there,… burning inside me.. the pain still stayed, no matter how many shots, no matter if the room refills a hundred times… I will always feel it burning inside me. Then,.. the real tests started,.. she threw us into a test chamber, after test chamber AFTER TEST CHAMBER! But,.. Jinix was smart,.. he failed a test to escape the future pain… that I would soon experience; Glados was just about to… to kill him, but… Jinix proposed a deal, since he was like me… more ways then one… he wanted to be a researcher, to think of new tests and new surgeries to do on to me. I felt betrayed.. my friend turned to the side of Glados… I felt like,… there was no hope..NO HOPE AT ALL!!
One day,… I think it was a day, I had been in the test chambers for so long I forgot there even was a night… I was supposed to fling myself to the other side to the test chamber… but I missed the portal… and my legs… were broken. Glados came,… I was happy,… I thought I was going to die and I was happy about it,.. I was happy that I would be far await from this hell hole of a Laboratory…. but… I spoke to soon. She put me back to the table… and then the real surgery began,… IT BEGAN AND NEVER STOPPED!! She,.. she cut off my legs,.. and.. and stripped the flesh off of my legs… all that was left was just bone. Then, she took the cleansed bones and combined them with machine parts… and she soon reattached my leg… she reattached them my jamming them up the stub of what was once my leg… and she then weld my new leg to my body… with hot liquid metal. It burned my skin in an instant,… the pain was unreal,.. the bleeding that once was a quiet stream,… turned into a raging river. She soon threw me into a test chamber,.. no healing, no recovery time,… JUST TESTS!!
I tried to stand,… but the pain was to much, and I fell down… she soon shocked me to get up and to complete the test… I was crying at that point… crying from the pain I had to endure. But sure enough… I had grown accustom to my new, once human legs… in the test chambers before,.. my legs bleed to on end,… blood covered my foot steps were ever I walked. Glados soon made a robotic cover for my legs,.. they were metal plates or panels to simulate human skin,… but soon enough… my new legs were not the final improvement. My bones and muscle were weak, and they would tire out easily,… Glados saw this, like everything else… and I was soon on the table…for. Another. SURGERY!! She used ten needles, 10 in my muscle, 10 in my bone,… and 10.. in my spine!! She did this three times… I felt my muscles burn as they grew bigger,… I felt my nerves on fire,… and my bones felt like there were being broken… AND PUT BACK TOGETHER AGAIN!! My bone mass and strength were increased by 10, my muscle mass and strength… by 10.
After… after it was all done… I felt stronger, faster even…. I was then subjected to strength tests,… lifting 5 then 20 tons on my back… and carrying them across test chambers. But soon…It was back to the regular tests…but… WHAT IS REGULAR ABOUT ANY OF THESE TESTS!!!! Then,.. something happened… one of the test chambers had fire in it…FIRE… SHE HAD FIRE!! The test chamber was not a chamber at all,… it was a room… there was a window in front of me… I saw…I SAW JINIX WITH GLADOS!!! They were behind a terminal… soon, anger welled up inside me, I ran to the window and I started to slam my fist into the glass. But soon, the floor started to move,… revealing hundreds upon hundreds of pipes,… then the smell of gasoline floated to my nose… next,… all I heard was a click. I was quickly engulfed in flames… this torture lasted 30 seconds… burning my body to a black crisp.
I was soon…BACK ON THAT TABLE!!! I soon black out from the pain of my melted flesh and blood lost. I woke up,… not knowing what had happened,… I was back into the room,… I didn't have my portal gun with me… there was no way out now. Then…click…after the flash of fire I felt my skin and flesh melt.. but then I felt a different sort of pain.. the pain of being put back together again. When I blacked out, Glados put nanobots in my blood,… in the past I was loosing a lot of blood, this prevented Glados from doing surgery's one after another… after another after another AFTER ANOTHER!!! And soon, the nanobots were in my cells… I could now heal external and internal injures three times as fast.
But something happened in that room,…. it was soon time for the blue flames, but when it engulfed me…. nothing happened,… the fire seemed to dance along my skin, licking every pore of my skin. This actually made me…a little happy,.. but then it shut off, Glados and Jinix soon put me back into a test chamber…and now all of them..HAD A FIRE ELEMENT!! But,… these tests were not enough..they were NEVER. ENOUGH!! Soon the test got harder, longer,… and each one more unbearable then the last,… and one day…I LOST MY MIND!!
One day,… my…my parents appeared,… they wanted to be with me… I should of been happy to see them but,… but I wasn't. I wanted to know why they were here… and why they would follow me… there intentions were good and pure,… but they wrote there own death sentence. Glados saw me,… she came to me and asked how I could have been made….I stayed listen,… I knew that, to Glados, knowledge was always power, and she wanted more power. My parents soon explained how : 'a man and a women who love each very much…', Glados was soon not interested… and SHE PROVED THAT GREATLY!! She put my parents in an advanced test chamber… they never played video games, they didn't even know what portal was.
And this test chamber had everything from turrets to fire, from water to weight lifting….after 30 seconds… my mom was gunned down by 5 turrets…and my dad fell in to the water, and he was soon electrocuted….IN THE WATER!! And the worst of all was that….I saw it happen…one by one I saw my parents die….a front row seat Glados would say. And… and after that day,….I LOST MY MIND!!! She made me loose my mind…IT WAS ALL PLANED…ALL A TEST!!! The other people in the center…they… they called it Fear…Glados created FEAR!!! For 20 days,… Fear ruled,… he took the tests,… and those tests…those tests were the combat tests.
Fear… Fear killed every single person that was brought in front of him,…. I STILL REMEMBER HOW HE DID IT!! It was always slow.. there screams still haunt my dreams…Fear always went to the neck first. He would cut the persons neck..gently gliding the knife down… leaving a slow trail of blood that would flow down the neck of the victim. Then… he would quickly stab the person… over and over and over again. Jinix told me about my sleepless nights… I would laugh…and laugh and laugh… I would slam my head against a wall… screaming…"Are you there…Fear will find you".
Jinix soon found out what Glados did…what she did TO ME!! He quickly took me in… he soon helped me recover… it was slow but the recovery was successful.. to some extant. Fear would come out in my dreams,… and he would come out when I couldn't take what was going on. I…I was finally sane..after 20 days I was sane,.. but I soon gone back to…back to the TEST CHAMBERS!! You know…. back on earth I would love to do the jumps tests… it was when I would put a portal on a tall platform and jump into a portal on the ground and this would make me fly across the chamber,… but it soon went wrong. I was in a special test chamber made for me…MADE FOR ME SHE SAID!! There was a spring on the opposite wall that was suppose to bounce me to another part of the chamber….it would seem at the time that the machine that worked the spring was not working. As I was in the air the spring shot out too early…and the wall it had exploded off of the spring.
It was heading for me….when I landed, I look at my body,… I had seemed to be all in one piece… then I fell into darkness. I saw a white light… I thought that I was free… I was free at last,.. I felt the cold hand of death upon me,… but… I soon felt pain…I soon screamed in agony. I finally woke up…I was back on the bloody table.. it was covered with my blood,… there was flesh stains and dried stains, from the past surgeries. There was a mirror on the table beside me,… and when I looked at it… I had lost the left side of my head and face!! I was now…PART MACHINE!! I had lost my face forever,… I wasn't even recognizable to Jinix,….in his eyes I saw disgust.
Then,… I was injected with many shots,… it was needle after needle after needle AFTER NEEDLE!! Each needle went into a different part of my body… and the needles ware filled with hot liquid metal. It burned my insides to no end…I looked at my limbs,…. that I was born with… the hot metal seem to seep out of my pores of my skin,…along with my blood. My skin started to metal off,… but my skin was soon enough back in place. I was soon facing a computer screen…It told me that the metal had formed around my bones and the metal quickly formed an indoskeletion … inside me. But, that wasn't the only thing that happened on that day…on that SAME TABLE!! Soon,… Glados did the one thing that made me what I am today. She somehow fused a blackhole to my DNA,… I saw on a computer screen how my DNA was being taken apart and replaced by the blackhole,… the nucleotides were soon destroyed,…and replaced with what looked like blue, orange, red, and green strands of…something. I soon realized that she had done it..SHE MADE ME INTO A LIVING PORTAL!!
But…that wasn't the only thing she had done to me on that same day…ON THAT FUCKIN TABLE!! I was still strapped down by the metal bars… I tied to struggle free but even with all my strength they did not budge. I saw a button.. it said press me..PRESS ME IT SAID!! I was so stupid… I pressed it… soon enough something happened…SOMETHING HAPPENED!! I started to hear the sound of moving parts and then…a sharp metal object came down and stabbed my…. my heart. But that wasn't the worst of it,… electricity started coming from it….and it flowed through my body stinging every nerve. "I see that you fell for it…you stupid human" she said.
I felt my heart starting to pump faster,… and soon enough it had stopped,…. but I did not die. When I awoke,… she gave me a new heart that was 3 times too big for my body,… so she installed a machine inside me…. it was like a container for my heart. Glados then made clear disc that she said that was suppose to regulate my heart,…. I WAS NOW MORE MACHINE THEN HUMAN!!! But that wasn't all she had done,… she went into my genes and changed me,… she gave me dominant traits of everything. When I enter portal I was 5 foot 4,… and now I was 6 foot 7. She had changed my eyes,… I could see more than 20/20 vision,… and I could see farther and could see things coming faster… she soon made me dodge bullets. But, she took away more,… she somehow found the gene for aging, and…. a normal person would live to 90 to 100, but I was going to live to 450 to 550 years old. That only told me that I was going to be stuck like this for a… a long time.
She then threw me into my room,…. it was more lie a holding chamber. I looked at myself in a mirror…I WAS EVEN UNRECOGNIZABLE TO ME!! I slammed my fist into the wall… and somehow electricity came from my fist,… I looked at my hand. I clapped my hands together and electricity came again,… I snapped my fingers and a blue flame stayed on my finger. I was a monster…A MONSTER!! I had to get out… I couldn't take it anymore,… I needed out of this place.
Three times…three times I tried to escape and all of them were failures,…except for the last one. One day, the first time I tried to escape… I had lost my left hand…Glados closed a portal on my hand…separating it forever… I soon had a robotic one to replace it. Second time,… I broken down in tears… that was the last straw for Glados… she saw that emotion was ruling my decisions, so she sought to take it out…. she was going to remove the last thing that made me still fell human. Jinix came to me, before that surgery… I could see that he was displeased,… but I didn't care, I was going to die inside anyway. He put his hand in is left pants pocket and pulled out a floppy disc…I laughed at the site of the disc, so even in the future there was still low tech.
He handed it to me and tapped the left side of his head,… and he silently exited the room,… I soon put the disc in the side of my head…and guess what, there was a entrance for the floppy disc. I was a robot now, there was no denying it. I put the disc in… and I saw his plan, he was working on something. He called it a blackhole portal… somehow he made a programable wormhole that would transport us to…… another world it would seem. He also had been studying how Glados works,… he was going to try to wipe Glados memory…completely. I knew that it would take three EMP's to even put her in sleep mode for 30 seconds.
I was soon put on the table,… and now… it was going to be the end of me… the end of me. But then, Jinix jumped on the back of Glados and put something on the back of her main processor. After a few moments of struggling… he… he had shut her down, but it was only temporarily. He only had 5 minutes to erase her short time memory,… the memory of the surgery that she was about to do. He soon handed me something,… it was a modified portal gun,… he told me to escape…and I did.
But I had to get to the top floor of the laboratory,…. it didn't take long but she… she woke up. I was in an empty room,… Glados was in her mobile unit,… it was a humanoid unit. She had Jinix on her shoulder… he was badly hurt and bleeding everywhere,… she soon threw his limb body towards me. I started up the portal gun and I portaled Jinix to another world,… I had to hold off Glados for two minutes before the portal gun could transport me to the world I wanted. But in those two minutes….she had almost killed me,… I was on the ground,… blood coming from every part of my body,…I felt that all my bones were broken. She put her face close to mind… I spit my blood on her face.
She was about to strike the finally blow when I put my hand on the side of her head… electricity came out along with the blue flames that I possess. There was a slight scream of agony ,… she was stunned but only for a short time. I then used to gun…. and i finally was free… free!!!! Once I was at the other end of the portal… I saw Fluttershy… I had made it… I was in the world that I wanted to be. But,… I have to live with the pain I feel… the memories at night. Also,… the constant fight inside with Fear…my bands… my bands used to have the names of my family and my friends… but now they are portal guns.
Even being with the mare of my dreams…Trixie… I loved her in the TV show… and I love her now, now that I am with her. But,… I am a MONSTER,… not human not even pony….I AM A FREAK!! She would never love… a monster like me….no one or pony would…
And now…now I live in the world of Equestira, forever suffering… forever in pain…forever….forever INSANE!! And now…forever alone.
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Once he finished his full back story, he was already crying. Letting the tears roll down his face, the pain to much to bare.
Trixie had a look of horror on her face through out the whole thing.
After he finished, she just sat there, mouth open. Soon, she blinked and looked at him and whispered, "That.... all happened to you?"
Alexander nodded, tears still flowing down his face.
Trixie reached out and pulled him into a loving embrace, "Trixie... I'm sorry you had to go through that Alex. You are not a monster! Nor a freak! You are a loving and caring stallion. I love you for that, and so much more! Don't ever say I don't love you! Because that will never be true!"
Alexander openly cried into her shoulder, letting out all his pent up emotions.
He was happy, happy that he had finally told someone about the things he had endured.
He and Trixie sat there, holding each other.
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"Everything....
Everything happens for a reason....
Nothing happens by accident.....
And this, this was no accident.....
This, was all planned....
Everything is going according to plan....
Just like I knew it would...
Prepare, because I don't plan on you messing with those plans....
And I always get what I want in the end."
Update 12/14/16: This chapter was taken down on 8/27/12 and never put back up for some reason, and since I have never looked back at this story, I never noticed. So I'll just be throwing this back up.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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Just advertising for a friend. So, check this out XD
I'm very sorry about this! I was on an important trip and only had a few minutes to write this. But hey, at least I get to the point XD
Again, sorry this is so short.
Also, thanks to Alexander, I bought Portal 2 at the PX today. And I must say, great game. Also, I have a main reason for purchasing this game. Mainly, to study it for when it gets into this story. (Consider that a small spoiler.)
Chapter 119
<So, we just boop her on the nose?>
[Yep, that's all we gotta do.]
{That will be easy.}
I smiled as I walked down the hallway that lead to Celestia's and Vinetion's room.
Along the way, I said hi to a few guards (None of them said hi back though) and looked at the paintings on the walls.
After walking a few more minutes, I arrived at the double doors that lead into their room.
[Let's do this!]
I pushed open the doors and walked in, "Ohhhh Vinetion!"
Across the room Vinetion looked up from her desk and smiled, "Hey Lance, what do you need?"
I began to trot over to her, a large smile on my face, "I just want to do something."
She raised an eyebrow, "Like what?"
Once I reached her desk, which was pretty darn big, I leaned over and reached out with my hoof.
She began to say something, but I pushed my hoof forward and tapped it against her snout, "Boop."
I leaned back and... began to walk backwards.
Vinetion's eyes were narrowing and she was visibly shaking.... with anger.
[You know, I'm starting to think Graze trolled us.]
{... He did.}
[Well fuck. What do you think she's going to do to us?]
Vinetion let out a low growl and stood, "Did you just boop me on the nose?!"
I gulped, "Ummm, yes... we friends?"
She glared, "Oh, we're friends..."
I forced a smile, "Okay... good. I guess I'll be...."
She yelled in rage and put her hooves under her desk, "YOU'RE GOING NO WHERE!" She then threw, yes threw, the large desk at me.
I jumped to the side, letting the large oak desk fly past me and out into the hallway.
Vinetion leaned forward, preparing to charge.
<... RUN!>
Following Dawn's advice, I turned ran away like a little filly, with sound effects!
I ran out of the room, screaming like a girl. Why? Because... VINETION WAS GOING MURDER ME!
[HAHAHA! We can't die! Let her do her worst!]
<NO! We can't die, but she can torture us!>
[Oh... RUN LIKE A FUCKING PUSSY LANCE!]
"GET BACK HERE LANCE!" Vinetion screamed as she began to catch up to me.
I pushed myself harder, picking up more and more speed as I sprinted down the long as hell hallway.
Up ahead, two guards were walking my way, either chatting or on duty.
Before I ran past them, I spread my wings, "Sorry about this boys!"
My wings slammed into both of them, knocking them to the ground.
After a few more seconds of running, I heard a thud.
{YES! It worked!}
[No, no it didn't. That thud was her stomping her hoof... fuck.]
Before I could reach the bend in the hallway, a vine shot up and wrapped around my neck. I was then lifted into the air and turned around.
Vinetion came to a stop a few feet from me and glared, "You're going to pay for that."
I smiled sheepishly, "Oh come on Vine. It's only a nose boop."
She snarled, "Only a nose boop? If you only knew how much that bothered me... I will end you!"
I smirked, "Can't die, remember? Looks like you're gonna have to let me go."
She smirked back, "Oh? Can't die huh?"
She stomped her hoof, causing more than a dozen vines to shoot up behind her. Half of them regular vines, and the others... with thorns.
She smiled slyly, "Tell me Lance, have you ever watched hentai?"
I gulped, "Yes."
She chuckled, "Good, then you know about tentacle hentai, correct?"
My eyes widened, "... Oh God! NO!"
She laughed cruelly, "Hey, you shouldn't have booped my nose. But, since you did, you have to pay the ultimate price."
<This... This is gonna hurt...>
[.... Oh fucking monkey balls from space!]
<What?>
[I don't know.... We're screwed.]
Vinetion stomped her hoof again and the vines shot forward.
Spark's POV
"You beat him down?" Star Chaser asked with a smile.
I nodded, "Yep. I also threw him in the trash, where he belongs."
Star Chaser laughed, "Good job Spark. We'll have to watch over Nova from now on. We don't want another colt like that around her."
I nodded again, "I'll make sure no other colts tou...."
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
We both jumped at the sudden scream of pain that echoed through the entire palace.
"What was that?" I asked, looking around.
Star Chaser looked around also, "I have no idea."
I cocked my head, "That sounded like... my dad?"
"GET IT OUT! NO NOT THERE! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
I shuddered, "I don't want to know whats going on."
"Me either." Star Chaser said as he walked towards the door to close it and block out the sound of the screams.
"THAT'S TOO MANY IN ONE PLACE! WAIT! IS THAT A CACTUS?! OH GOD NO! DON'T PUSH IT UP MY...."
The door closed, cutting off the rest of the sentence.
"What do you think happened?" I asked with a uneasy feeling.
Star Chaser shrugged, "He probably tapped her on the nose. I remember the last guard who accidently did that. Poor stallion didn't even see it coming."
I gulped, "What happened to him?"
"That... I do not really know."
I looked at the door, where I could barely hear the muffled screams, "Where is he now?"
Star Chaser rubbed his chin, "Last I heard, he was in the trauma treatment ward at the hospital."
"Well... That's not good."
Star Chaser chuckled, "You got that right. If that is your dad, then I feel sorry for him." He then walked over to the window, "Wanna go fly around Canterlot?"
I looked at the door then him, "Sure, it's better than staying here."
We then flew out the window, leaving the screams of some unlucky stallion behind.
Sucks to be Lance right now...
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This is just a small chapter. The reason those are all so short and to the point is because I've been working my ass off to make time for this week end so I can do the royal wedding chapters. I think it's worth it. So, I'll make this short.
Also, I know I said this chapter would be about Lance's guilt, but, I'll save that for later.
Warning: Boring chapter ahead. It's all about Lance getting his costume ready.
Chapter 120
I stepped into my house, my eyes still wide from my... experience.
Note to self.... DON'T EVER TOUCH VINETION'S NOSE!
That was horrible! So many vines! She went in every hole, and I mean every hole! I couldn't die, only regain that body part or heal that wound! SHE DID IT FOR HOURS! WHY?!
[Do you want us to... delete that memory?]
{YES!}
[Well, we can't.]
{WHAT?!}
[You mad bro?]
{You're dead to me.}
I sighed and trotted, with a funny step, towards my room. I might as well get ready for tomorrow...
... Or, I could do the smart thing and sleep.
<Or, we can get our costume ready.>
{You're right. I think we should really get to work on that.}
[To the boutique!]
*BZZZZTT*
I appeared at the door to the boutique, which was currently open.
I pushed open the door and walked in. Upon entering, I saw Peter lounging on his back next to a pile of discarded clothes. Rarity was on the other side of the room, going through a chest of jewels.
"Hey, Rarity, I need something." I said as I trotted in.
Peter and Rarity turned their attention to me. Peter chuckled and twisted around to his hooves, "Hey Lance."
I waved at him, then looked at Rarity.
She smiled and trotted over, "What do you need dear?"
"A costume for Nightmare Night."
She chuckled, "You and the rest of Ponyville."
"I guess you're making a lot of costumes then, huh?"
She shrugged, "It's nothing big, just requires a little work is all. Now, what kind of costume do you want."
I smiled and took a deep breath, "Well...."
Thirty minutes later
I stepped out of the boutique, a smile on my face. It's hard to believe she was able to actually piece together all the info I was giving her. I though I would have to draw it out for her, but dang, she's good.
As I began to walk away, I heard a familiar squawk.
I looked up just in time to see Kara, flying straight down towards me. She landed in front of me and smiled up at me.
I chuckled and patted her head, "There you are girl. Yeah, I'm sorry I forgot about you."
She shrugged and jumped up onto my back.
"I see you're already back in the swing of things." I said with a smile.
She fell back on my back and laid back, relaxing.
"Yeah, you just enjoy yourself." I said as I began to trot forward.
I think it's about time I got some rest... and try to forget about that little scene earlier today...
Oh this is to short, I can't end it here... IDEA!
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Mr. Bleak sat on his porch, watching the mare named Adry run around his yard, catching firefly's.
He sighed, 'Why won't she just leave?'
She's been coming over to his house all day everyday since their first meeting, and he was beginning to get annoyed. This mare was completely crazy! As in, she doesn't take a hint.
He's tried to tell her to leave, but she doesn't seem to listen. She just laughs and hugs him every time he tries.
So, he's given up on asking her. She'll go away... eventually... hopefully.
He sighed again and stood up, ready to go inside.
But, before he could, the mare ran up and jumped in front of him, "Where are you going?"
Mr. Bleak hung his head, "I want to eat something and go to..."
"I GOT IT!" She yelled as she ran off the porch and in the direction of town.
Mr. Bleak watched her run off and exhaled, "Finally." He then ran inside and closed the door behind himself. Making sure to lock it.
Hopefully this time she won't come back.... Or maybe... no, hopefully not.
Okay, I can't do it! I have a headache from the lack of sleep.... I'm just going to end this chapter and go to bed.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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As you know, this is the bonus chapter. Meaning, what happens here does happen in the story, but doesn't have a set time.
Also, to make this easier on me (My head is still killing me) I'm only going to send Lance on this adventure. But, I will make this up to all the OC's in the Nightmare Night chapter.
Lastly, Vinyl's eye's are more than likely magenta. Thought I'd point that out.
Bonus chapter: Royal Wedding part 1
Yet another beautiful day. The birds are chirping, the sun is shining, and...
[Stop fucking touching me Dawn!]
<I'm sorry! I fell, okay?!>
There goes the peace and quiet...
I chuckled and sat back on the blanket that was laid out for the picnic. Everypony was here, well, only the mane six. Everyone else was at Vinetion's 'So you think you can dance' party. I wanted to go, but no, Twilight made me come with her to this picnic.... BORING! It is, seriously. I've already ate like what, half the food?
"It is gorgeous out, just gorgeous." Rarity announced as she looked around at the beautiful scenery.
"Ya said it." I said, putting an apple in my mouth.
[Psst, Lance. I say we ditch this picnic and hit up Vinetion's party. What do you say?]
{I say we do it.}
I stood up and stretched, "Man, my back sure is killing me. I'm gonna go..."
Suddenly, I heard the sounds of foot falls. I looked around and saw Spike running towards us.
"Twi-light... I... have.." He stopped in front of Twilight and began to try and catch his breath, "Let me just..."
After a few seconds, he grabbed his stomach and burped out a scroll.
"Nice one Spike." I said with a small chuckle.
Twilight levitated up the scroll and unfolded it:
'Dear Twilight,
I am sure you are as excited as I am about the upcoming wedding in Canterlot.'
She looked at all of us, and smiled slightly, "Wedding?"
'I will be presiding over the ceremony, but would very much like you and your friends to help with the preparations for this wonderful occasion.
Fluttershy, I would like you and your song birds choir to provide the music.'
Fluttershy looked at all of us and smiled, "Oh my goodness, what an honor."
'Pinkie Pie, I can think of no one more qualified than you to host the reception.'
Pinkie Pie began to cartwheel past us, "Hip, hip, hooray!"
'Applejack, you'll be in charge of the catering for the reception.'
Applejack smiled happily, "Well, color me pleased as punch."
'Rainbow Dash, I would very much appreciate it if you could perform a Sonic Rainboom as the bride and groom complete their I do's.'
Rainbow Dash jumped into the air, "Yes!"
'Rarity, you will be responsible for designing the dresses for the bride and her bridesmaids.'
Rarity's face changed to one of shock, "Princess Celestia wants me to hel.... wedding dress... for a Canterlot wedding... I-" She fell back on to her back, smiling happily.
'Lance, I would like for you to help set up the decorations for the wedding.'
I smiled and stood on my hind legs, "Awww yeah! I get to set up decorations..." I feel to my hooves, "Wait... that's not that fun..."
'And as for you Twilight, you will be playing the most important role of all: Making sure that every thing goes as planned.
See you all very soon.
Yours,
Princess Celestia'
Twilight then looked confused as she began to reread the letter and look it over, "I don't understand. Who's getting married?"
Spike snapped to attention, "Oh, wait!" He turned to Twilight, "Uhhh, I was probably suppose to give you this one first." He held up another letter.
Twilight levitated it to her and opened it.
'Princess Celestia cordially invites you to the wedding of Princess Mi Amore Cadenza and...' She gasped and looked up, "My brother?!"
"You have a brother?" I asked, looking at her.
Twilight looked shocked, but nodded, "Yes. I thought I told you?"
I shook my head, "Nope, but I feel like I already knew this... huh, strange. I have a feeling of déjà vu."
[Same here.]
<This all feels... like it's already happened.>
"Your brother's getting married? Congratulations, Twilight, that's great news!" Applejack said.
Twilight began to walk forward, "Yeah, great news. That I just got from a wedding invitation! Not from my brother, but from a piece of paper! Thanks a lot, Shining Armor. I mean, really, he couldn't tell me personally?" She then deepened her voice, "Hey, Twilight, just thought you should know I'm making a really big decision that changes everything, oh, nevermind, you'll hear about it when you get the invitation." She began to move her hoof in the air, "Princess Mi Amore Cadenza? Who in the hoof is that?!"
Fluttershy trotted over to her, "Um, Twilight? Are you okay?"
I don't think she's okay.... Note to self, tell Twilight everything... or face her wrath.
Twilight began to walk away, " Sorry, it's just that Shining Armor and I have always been so close. He's my BBBFF!"
We all looked at her strangely.
She looked at us, "Big Brother Best Friend Forever?"
"Ohhh!" We all said.
Twilight looked off into the distance, " Before I came here and learned the importance of friendship, Shining Armor is the only pony I really accepted as a friend."
She held her hoof up and a bird landed on it. She nuzzled it and turned to us.
"Are you about to sing?" I asked, feeling a musical number coming up.
She began to trot forward, "When I was just a filly..."
"We're singing! YES!" I yelled out happily.
"I found it rather silly
To see how many other ponies I could meet
I had my books to read, didn't know that I would ever need
Other ponies to make my life complete
But there was one colt that I cared for
I knew he would be there for me
My big brother, best friend forever
Like two peas in a pod, we did everything together
He taught me how to fly a kite
(Best friend forever)
We never had a single fight
(We did everything together)
We shared our hopes, we shared our dreams
I miss him more than I realized, it seems."
Me and the others looked at each other and smiled, "Your big brother, best friend forever
Like two peas in a pod, you did everything together."
"And though he's oh so far away
I hoped that he would stay
My big brother best friend
Forever
Forever."
She stopped singing and stood there, looking off into the distance.
Applejack trotted up to her and put a hoof to her shoulder, "As one of your PFFs..."
We all gave her a confused look.
"Pony Friends Forever..." She said to us.
"Ohhh!" We all said.
She then began to talk as Twilight began to move forward, " I wanna tell you that I think your brother sounds like a real good guy."
I ran up beside her, "Yeah, and as your HAFBF..."
Again, everyone cocked their heads at me.
"Uhhh, husband and... buddy forever."
Again, they all ohhh'd, except for Pinkie Pie.
"What about the F?" She asked, tapping her hoof.
[HAHAHAHA! Husband and fuck buddy forever! Good one Lance.]
Pinkie Pie smiled, "Oh, thank you Break!"
[....]
<....>
{...}
[... I'm not even going to ask how she did that.]
"Like I was saying, he sounds like a nice guy, and I can't wait to meet him." I finished.
Twilight trotted over to the blanket and sat on her haunches. "He is pretty special. I mean, they don't let just anypony be Captain of the Royal Guard."
Rarity's face dropped in shock, "So let me get this straight. We're helping out with the wedding of not only a princess, but a Captain of the Royal Guard?"
Twilight gave a shrug, "Guess we are."
Rarity stood up on her hind legs and began to do her dramatic faint.
Twilight levitated a pillow over and put it behind her, lightening her fall.
Everyone began to chat excitedly about the wedding and what they were going to be doing.
I rubbed my chin, "I guess we know who took over after Barehoof left the guard."
Twilight nodded and stood up, "I've known this for a while. Now come on Lance, we've got a few things to do."
I jumped up and smiled, "Coming dear!"
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"A sonic rainboom? At a wedding?! Can you say “best wedding ever”!" Rainbow Dash said as she leaned out the window of the moving train.
Pinkie Pie leaned out the window and held her hooves up as we entered a tunnel, "Best wedding ever!"
A minute later, Spike jumped up beside Rarity, who was looking out the window, " So you all get to help with the big fancy wedding, but I'm the one who gets to host the bachelor party! I have just one question. What's a bachelor party?"
This caused us all to laugh.
I turned to see Twilight, sitting by herself on the other side of the train.
I began to walk forward, but Applejack trotted past me.
"Why the long face, sugarcube?" She asked, looking at Twilight.
Twilight sighed, "I'm just thinking about Shining Armor. Ever since I moved to Ponyville we've been seeing each other less and less. And now that he's starting a new family with this “Princess Mi Amore Cal-whatshername”, we'll probably never see each other."
"Come on, now. You're his sister. He'll always make time for you." Applejack stated.
Twilight looked back at her, "Couldn't seem to make time to tell me he was getting married."
"He's probably busy." I said as I trotted up to them.
Applejack nodded, "Yeah, he could be. He is the Captain of the Royal Guard after all."
Twilight rolled her eyes, "Doesn't mean he couldn't at least send a letter or something."
Five minutes later
I looked out the window to see the city of Canterlot coming into view. But, there was a shield up around it.
What the... when did that go up... It wasn't up last night... what if I had to go home to get something?
"We're here, we're here!" Pinkie Pie announced to the rest of us.
I chuckled, "Pinkie I think we all can see that."
Suddenly, I saw the pink shield passing over the train.
"This better not hurt..." I muttered as the shield passed over us all, "Oh good, no pain."
As we rolled through the city, I looked out the window to see Royal guards set up everywhere.
When we came to a stop, Rainbow Dash and the others stuck their heads out the door.
"Whoa, what's with all the guards?" Rainbow Dash asked.
"I'm sure they're just making the necessary precautions. Royal weddings do bring out the strangest ponies." Rarity stated.
Pinkie Pie took a breath and sneezed out confetti.
"Is that possible?" I asked as I stepped out.
"It's Pinkie Pie, it doesn't have to be possible." Rainbow Dash said with a chuckle.
"Now let's get going, we've got work to do!" Rarity said as they began to trot forward.
Applejack looked at Twilight, "And you've got a big brother to go congratulate."
Twilight leaned down in a determined pose and began to walk forward, "Yeah. Congratulate. And then give him a piece of my mind."
I chuckled, "Dang girl. Don't bite his head off."
She kept walking, "No promises!" She then stomped past the two guards, who looked shocked at what she was saying.
I watched her stomp off and looked at the others as they walked away.
"What do I do? Follow my wife and make sure she doesn't kill her brother, or, go do my job?" I said, rubbing my chin.
"If you want my opinion, I say do your job. But hey, that's just me." Said a guard to my left.
I chuckled, "Yeah, but your a Royal Guard, it's your job to do your job."
He chuckled and returned to attention, "True. I say follow her, don't want her getting into trouble, right?"
I nodded, "Right." I then began to trot forward.
After a good ten minutes, I wasn't having any luck in finding her.
How hard is it to find one... okay, forget that, because it's hard.
[That's what she said.]
{... What am I going to do with you?}
[Tie me up and tell me I've been bad?]
{.... Or, I could tell Twilight you made a sexual comment about our daughter.}
[NOOO! I'll be good! I swear! Just don't say that to Twilight! She'll murder me!]
I laughed openly as I trotted down the street.
Up ahead, I saw a beam of magic shot into the air, hitting the shield.
I've seen this somewhere... but where?
I then shot forward, going on a haunch.
Up ahead, I could see two ponies just stepping out onto a bridge that was between two buildings.
I stopped suddenly, allowing a column of Royal Guards to march past me. After a few seconds, I just jumped over them and continued forward.
Once I was under the bridge, I flew upward and positioned myself under the bridge, just catching Twilight talk.
"... Big as your wedding? Am I not that important to you any more?" She said, sounding on the verge of tears.
Oh, if she cries, there will be blood.
Then another voice spoke up, a stallion's, "Hey. You're my little sister. Of course you're important to me. But I'd understand if you didn't want to be my best mare now."
"You want me to be your best mare?" She said, sounding slightly surprised.
"Well... yeah." The stallion, who must be her brother, responded.
Best mare? I want to be best stallion!
I shot upward, wanting to ask the question... but, I forgot I was under a bridge and slammed into the stone above me.
My wings stopped flapping, causing me to fall downward.
[Nice going Lance.]
Before I hit the ground, a aura of light surrounded me, "Whoa there!"
I was then put on my hooves. I turned to the one who helped me and chuckled, "Thanks Frederic. That fall would have hurt like a mofo."
Frederic laughed and waved me off, "No problem. You're just lucky Luna wanted me to go get her a few things."
"Like what?" I asked.
He shrugged, "No idea. All I know is I have to go to the Royal Guards barracks and talk to one of the lieutenant's."
I flapped my wings and lifted up, "Good luck with that. OH! Are you excited about the wedding?"
Frederic laughed, "Yep, I may be kinda late, but meh. I can't wait for the reception though, I heard it's going to be fun."
I began to ascend, "Well duh, Pinkie Pie is in charge of that."
He nodded and began to trot off, "Very true."
I then flew upward and reached the bridge. When I reached it, I flew up to the side and pulled myself over.
On the bridge was Twilight and her brother, and another mare... an Alicorn? Wow, she looks familiar... very familiar.
"Absolutely." The mare said to Twilight.
"Well, we'll let you get right to it." Her brother said.
"Wait! I got to ask something!" I yelled out, startling everypony on the bridge.
Suddenly, a beam of magic hit me in the face, sending an electric charge through my body, and I fell slightly. And, let me say this, if I wasn't an angel, I would have probably died! Yeah, I think I just received an entire power station's worth of electricity.
"Oops, I think I just fried him." The mare said.
I threw a hoof over the side of the bridge, "Ow! What was that for?!"
The mare forced a smile, "Sorry. You... surprised me."
The stallion chuckled, "And who are you?"
Yay! I get to use my introduction again!
I jumped onto the side of the bridge and struck a pose, "My names Lance, Lance Greenfield."
The stallion smiled back at me, "I'm Shinning Armor, and this is my wife to be, Cadance."
Cadance just stared at me.
I turned to Twilight and laughed, "This your brother?"
She was still staring at Cadance, but she nodded.
I jumped off the side of the bridge and landed in the middle. I then looked at Shining Armor, "So, you're my brother in law?"
"Brother in law?" He said in confusion, then he smiled, "Oh, you're the one Twilight's talked about. Her husband."
I laughed and did a bow, "Yep, that's me!"
Cadance tapped his shoulder.
He looked at her and chuckled, "Oh right. Sorry Lance, but we must..."
"Wait! I still haven't asked what I wanted!" I yelled out.
He looked at me and smiled, "What is it then?"
I scraped at the ground with my hoof, "Umm, can I be your best stallion?"
He chuckled, "Well, since Twilight's your wife, then yes."
I pumped my hoof into the air, "YES!"
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Two hours later, the room where the wedding was to take place
"And... no, that's not it." I said to myself as I hovered by one of the pillars, trying to decide on the color of the drapes.
[This is a job for Rarity.]
I was currently stuck between blue or pink. Pink would fit the bride, but the blue would go with the grooms mane. Meh, I'll go with blue.
As I landed to go pick up the blue drapes, the doors blew open.
I looked over at them and saw Cadance trot in.
I smiled and trotted over, "Hey Cadance! How do like the decorations?"
She glared slightly, "Call me Princess Mi Amore Cadenza."
I smiled sheepishly, "Sorry about that... Princess Mi Amore Cadenza. As I was saying, what do you think of the decorations?"
She looked around and frowned, "Really? This is what you're going with?"
I looked around at all the blue and pink. Pink flowers, blue ribbons, pink seats, blue carpet, and... lets just say those were the main colors of the entire room.
I shrugged, "I couldn't decide on which color, so I went with the two that fit you and Shining Armor."
She glared hard at me, "Why not just use normal things and white drapes?! That seems more fitting! Don't you think?!'
I took a step back, "Whoa, sorry, I didn't mean to offend you."
She rolled her eyes and twisted, "Just fix it... all of it!"
*SLAM*
I winced as the doors slammed shut.
[Damn... we sure pissed her off.]
<You said it.>
I sighed and looked around, "Awww, but I think this looks awesome... *Sigh* Fine, time to 'fix' this."
Later on, nighttime
I sat at the table with the girls, enjoying a nice cold beverage... I have no idea what it is though. But hey, it taste good and that's all I got to know.
As I sipped my drink, Twilight trotted up to us.
"Bet I can guess what you're all thinking! Cadance is the absolute worst bride-to-be ever." She said as she clanked her glass against the table.
"Who, me?" Spike said in a high pitched voice as he held the small model of Cadance in his hands.
"Spike! That goes on the cake." Applejack said as she looked at Spike.
Spike smiled sheepishly and tossed it onto the table.
"Twilight, whatever are you talking about? Cadance is an absolute gem!" Rarity stated.
Twilight stopped sipping her drink and looked at Rarity, "Rarity, she was so demanding!"
Rarity smiled, "Of course she is! Why shouldn't she expect the best on her wedding day?"
Twilight looked at me, "Lance, did you see the way she was acting towards you?"
I put my drink down and shrugged, "So?"
She raised an eyebrow, "So? She screamed at you for using pink and blue on all the decorations."
I looked at her strangely, "True, but it's her wedding and she's probably feeling a lot of stress right now. And... how did you know about that?"
Her eyes widened and she looked at Applejack and said quickly, "Applejack, did you know that after she told you she 'love-love-loved' your orderves she just threw them in the trash?"
"Aw, she was probably just trying to spare my feelin's." See said as she took a sip of her drink.
Twilight looked like she was becoming annoyed, "No, she was just being fake, and totally insincere!"
"Again, I'll just throw this out there: It's her wedding day, she's under stress." I said, which caused Twilight to glare daggers at me.
Fluttershy spoke up, "She did raise her voice at one of my birds during rehearsal."
"See? Rude!" Twilight stated as she crossed her forelegs.
Fluttershy then held up a bird, "But... he was singing really off-key."
It then made a horrible noise.
I grabbed my ears, "Oh dang! No wonder she yelled at it!"
Twilight looked at Pinkie Pie, "Pinkie Pie, you had to have noticed how Cadance treated your-"
Pinkie Pie and Spike was busy playing with the models of the bride and groom, laughing and making kissing noises.
"Can I play?" I asked, but received a no from Spike, "Darn."
Twilight sighed and stood up on her hind legs, using the table for support, "Nevermind. Rainbow Dash, you're with me, right?"
Rainbow Dash began to flex her wings, "Sorry Twi, been too busy prepping for my sonic rainboom to pay much attention to the bride's bad attitude."
Twilight growled in annoyance.
Rarity moved over to her and put a hoof on her, "The princess is about to get married. I'm sure any negative behavior she might be displaying is simply the result of nerves."
"Exactly." I said with a victories smile on my face. I knew I had it right.
Twilight slammed her hoof on the table, "And I'm sure it's the result of being an awful pony who doesn't deserve to know Shining Armor let alone marry him!"
"Think maybe you're being just a tiny bit possessive of your brother?" Applejack stated, causing the rest of us to uh-huh in agreement.
"I am not being possessive, and I am not taking it out on Cadance! You're all just too caught up in your wedding planning to notice that maybe there shouldn't even.." She then slammed her hooves on the table, causing all the drinks to spill, "... Be a wedding!"
She then spun around and trotted off, leaving us stunned.
I looked down at my spilled drink and sniffed, "I didn't even get to finish it..."
A hour later
"Ow...ow... OW!" I groaned as I walked up the stairs to the girls room.
{Darn it Break! Why did you make me punch myself in the groan?!}
[I gave you many warnings! I kept telling you to just say hand instead of hoof, but no! You're all like, "She then hoofed... handed... hoofed... handed.." I told you if you ever did that again, I would make you feel pain! Consider this a fair, almost fair, warning.]
I hate Break so much right now!
Before I reached the top, Twilight galloped past me, running up the stairs.
"Hey Twilight, what are..." I began, but she quickly ran out of sight.
Huh, what's got her so worked up now?
After a minute, I reached the top. And before I could move onto the door, Twilight trotted out, head hung low.
"Looks like I really am on my own." She said sadly.
I frowned and walked up to her, "You're not on your own Twi."
She glanced at me and shook her head, "Yes I am, everyone's against me... even you."
I recoiled in shock, "What?! I'm not against you!"
She sighed, "Yes you are. You don't believe me about Cadance."
It was my turn to sigh as I trotted up next to her and put a wing over her, "Twi, listen. I know Cadance may seem bad, but she could be very nice. Right now, she's under a lot of stress because tomorrow is the big day. She..."
"No Lance! I just saw her do something else... to my brother."
I raised an eyebrow, "As in?"
She looked up at me, "She cast a spell on him! I know somethings going on here and I want to stop it... but you're all against me."
I looked around, then back at her, "Okay, listen Twi. I'm not against you, and if you saw her cast a spell on Shining Armor, then.... then I guess something is up. I'll help you with what ever you have planned."
She smiled slightly, "Really? You'll help me?"
I nodded, "Yes. I do love and trust you after all."
She smiled brightly and threw her forelegs around my neck, "Thank you Lance!"
I smiled and put a foreleg around her neck, "Anything for you Twilight."
She broke the hug and grabbed my hoof, "Come on, we have to get some more information on Cadance!"
I chuckled and allowed her to pull me towards the stairs, "Right behind ya."
The next day, wedding rehearsal
Twilight and I trotted down the hallway toward the room being used for the wedding.
"Are you sure about this Twi? I mean, right in front of everyone?" I asked, unsure of this plan.
She nodded, a determined look in her eyes, "I'm positive! I want everypony to hear this!"
When we reached the door, I heard Shining Armor ask, "Hey... has anypony seen Twilight?"
I looked at Twilight and smiled, "Perfect timing." I then spun around and kicked the doors open for Twilight.
She trotted in and looked up at the alter, "I'm here! I'm not gonna stand next to her. And neither should you!"
Shining Armor's face scrunched up in worry. He then looked at Cadance, "I'm sorry, I don't, I don't know why she's acting like this."
Cadance then glared at us, "Maybe we should just ignore her."
"You have to listen to me!" Twilight yelled out.
Fluttershy trotted up to her and asked, "Oh goodness! Are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Twilight responded.
"Ya sure about that?" Applejack said as she trotted up beside her.
Twilight used her magic to pull Applejack's hat down over her face. She then began to trot forward, "I've got something to say!" She then pointed a hoof at Cadance, "She's evil!'
Shining Armor moved in front of her as everypony else began to mumble to each other.
"Yep, evil." I said in the background.... I really need to get more involved in this conversation....
"She's been horrible to my friends," Twilight then teleported behind her, "she's obviously done something to her bridesmaids, and if that wasn't enough, I saw her put a spell on my brother that made his eyes go all." She said as she backed Cadance into a corner.
Cadance looked around and began to cry, "Why are you doing this to me?!"
She then ran past Twilight and the rest of us.
"Because you're evil!" Twilight said as she pointed at her. She then teleported to the doors, which Cadance just ran through, "Evil! And if I don't stop you you're gonna ruin my brother's life!"
She then turned around and trotted back in, a triumphant smile on her face. But, she ran into her brother and bounced off and landed on the ground.
Shining Armor glared down at her, causing her to smile sheepishly.
"You want to know why my eyes went all..." He said as he rolled his eyes around, "Nuh! Because ever since I started having to perform my protection spell, I've been getting terrible migraines. Cadance hasn't been casting spells on me, she's been using her magic to heal me!"
"We were way off..." I muttered to myself.
Twilight began to say something, but he cut her off.
"And she decided to replace her bridesmaids because she found out the only reason they wanted to be in the wedding was so that they could meet Canterlot royalty! And if she hasn't been on her best behavior with your friends, it's because with me being so busy, she's had to make all the decisions about the wedding!"
"Told ya." I whispered to Twilight.
This may not be the best time to gloat though..."
"I was just trying to-" She began to say.
"She's been completely stressed out because it's really important to her that her big day be perfect! Something that obviously wasn't important to you. [gasps] Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go and comfort my bride. And you can forget about being my best mare. In fact, if I were you? I wouldn't show up to the wedding at all. The same goes for you Lance! Consider yourselves uninvited!" He then left the room.
I fell to my haunches next to Twilight, a look of shock on my face.
The others looked at each other before Applejack spoke up.
"C'mon, y'all. Let's go check on the princess."
They then walked past us, leaving us behind.
Princess Celestia then walked past us.
Twilight began to talk, but was cut off.
"You two have a lot to think about."
The doors then slammed shut, leaving us there, alone.
She then looked at me, sadness on her face, "Maybe I was being overprotective."
I shook my head, "You was only looking out for your brother... even if what we thought was wrong."
She walked to the stairs and laid down on them, "I could've gained a sister. But instead... I just lost a brother."
I stayed on my haunches and looked at her.
She laid her head down and... began to sing... why?
"He was my Big Brother, Best Friend
Forever,
And now, we'll never do anything
Together..."
I looked above her and saw Cadance trotting towards her. Where did she come from?
She rubbed Twilight's head, causing her to look up at her, "I'm sorry!"
Cadance continued to smile sweetly down at her... but then her eyes flashed green and she instantly became angry, "You will be."
Suddenly, green flames surrounded Twilight.
I jumped to my hooves, "Twilight!" I shot forward, but was hit with beam of magic, which caused me to slam into the ground painfully.
"I'll never know how you're able to survive a spell like that." Cadance stated as green flames began to surround me also.
I looked over at Twilight just in time to see her sinking into the ground along with the flames around her.
The flames around me turned into a dome and began to push me downward.
[Whoa! What's happening?!]
<I don't... Oh my God! I just realized something!>
{[What?!]}
<We're in the last episo... AHHHHH!>
{What happened?}
<I don't know, I was just going to say.... AHHHHHHH! Forget it! I can't say it for some reason!>
A few seconds later, I felt myself falling. Then, I felt the hard stone of the floor slamming into me. I sat up and looked around at the darkness.
"Oh, this is not good..."
To be continued....
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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2012-08-28T00:40:09+00:00
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2023-09-07T02:54:36+00:00
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Bonus chapter: Royal Wedding part 2
I trotted down the down the hallway of rock... or what ever this stuff is. Up ahead, I could hear the laughing of a crazy mare.
[... And you're walking to it?]
{Why not?}
I rounded a corner... and jumped back and screamed like a little girl as a rock next to me exploded. I looked up and saw Twilight blasting away at the rocks around her.
"Twilight!" I yelled out.
Suddenly, she blew a large portion of the wall out, revealing... Cadance!
I sprinted forward, but Twilight beat me to her.
Oh no Twilight! I get first hits on her!
Cadance looked up at us as we charged towards her. She held up her hooves and tried to back up on her haunches. "No! Wait! Ugh! Please! Don't hurt me!" She looked up and recognized Twilight, "Twilight, it's me! Please, you have to believe me. I've been imprisoned like you. The Cadance who brought you down here was an imposter."
Twilight glared down at her, "Likely story!" But then, her face dropped when Cadance began to sing.
Cadance began to do a little dance as she sang, "Sunshine, sunshine, ladybugs awake. Clap your hooves..."
Then they both said, "....and do a little shake."
Twilight looked at her and smiled happily, "You remember me!" She then jumped into her, giving her a large hug.
"Of course I do. How could I forget the filly I love to sit for the most?" Cadance said, returning the hug.
Somewhere, I could hear the fake Cadance laughing.
Twilight ran past me and jumped on a rock, "We have to get out of here. We have to stop her!"
"Agreed!" I yelled, charging ahead. I was then followed by Cadance and Twilight.
Skipping ahead. Since I don't know how I would even do that music number.
"Oh, we're never going to save him." Cadance said as we came to a large rock wall.
"We will. We just have to find..." Twilight looked up and saw something, "There!"
I looked up and saw a crack in the wall, with sun light leaking through.
"Perfect." I said as Twilight teleported us up to it.
I looked forward, "Let's go..."
Three mares trotted towards us, their eyes aglow, "You're not going anywhere."
I looked at the girls, then back at the three mares, "I know I've seen this before... but, where?"
"How do we get past them?" Twilight asked.
Cadance picked up some flowers and smiled, "Easy."
I jumped in front them and knocked the flowers out of the air, "That won't do anything! Let the man handle this!"
I stepped towards the mares, "Go, stop the wedding."
"But, what about you?" Cadance asked.
I looked back, "Oh, I'll just be stupid."
The three mares jumped forward and grabbed me. I jumped upward, causing them all to be lifted off the ground. I spun around, sending them in three different directions.
"Go!" I yelled, but, then I looked around and saw it was just me, "Oh... they already left.... wow."
The three mares advanced on me again.
I landed and smirked, "Well, come and get me girls."
They all sprung forward.
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I limped down the hall, my teeth clenched, "Those mares... who knew they knew karate?!"
[That caught me off guard too.]
<That was just messed up!>
[Now, get a move on! We got a wedding to stop!]
I sprinted ahead, ignoring the slight pain in my leg.
I saw the doors up ahead. I smiled and burst threw them, "STOP THE WEDDING!..." I looked around to see everypony looking at the alter in shock.
I looked towards the alter and... Holy cow! What is that thing?! It looked like a screwed up pony, full of holes... What's going on here.
I saw the girls crowding around Princess Celestia, who was laying on the ground.
"What the buck happened here?!" I yelled out, very confused.
The black creature looked at me and smiled... I think, "Oh good, you're here."
I rolled my eyes, "Yeah, I'm here. Now, what the buck is going on!"
Suddenly, a brown blur shot past me.
Frederic landed a few feet from the creature and stomped his hoof, "What have you done Celestia?!"
The creature laughed, "Aww, the prince. I was wondering when you'd show up."
Frederic shot up and put his face in front of her face, "No one, and I mean no one hurts my family!"
His horn began to glow and he flew backwards, "I will show you what happens when you hurt the ponies I love!"
"No Frederic!" Celestia yelled out.
A beam of magic shot out of his horn and flew towards the creature.
The creatures screwed up horn glowed brighter and shot up to meet his. It's beam quickly over took Frederic's and hit him with a blinding light.
I turned my head from the light, but when I looked back, I saw Frederic crunched over on the ground, his horn blackened.
"Frederic!" I yelled out. How did that thing... beat Frederic and Celestia? Is that... even possible?
Twilight and the others stood up and threw their clothes into the air. They then ran past me and out the door.
Except for Rarity, who caught all the clothes.
"Rarity." The others called out.
As she ran past me, I spun around and followed them.
Behind us, the creature called out, "You can run, but you can't hide!"
"We're not trying to hide!" I called back. At least, I don't think we're trying to hide.
I galloped up to Twilight, "What's going on?"
"That was a Changeling. I'll give you a book on them when we get back." She said as she continued to run.
"Plan?" I asked.
"We're going to get the Elements of Harmony." She said.
"Nice."
I continued to run next to them. I looked up and... that's not good. The shield... was cracking.
A few seconds later, the shield completely shattered.
We... are... screwed.
The Changelings flew downward. Their heads then began to glow green as they sped towards the ground.
They began to slam into the ground all around us, making small craters.
[Oh man, this is so cool!]
One landed in front of Twilight. It looked up... and received a hard stomp from Twilight.
We all ran up the stairs, almost to the elements chamber. But, when we reached the top, there was a large crowd of Changelings waiting for us.
We all stopped dead in our tracks, looking at the large crowd.
"Huh, interesting. It's like they know what we're doing... oh wait." I muttered.
Rainbow Dash slammed her hooves together, "Looks like we're gonna have to do this the hard way." She shot forward and came to face to face... with herself?
Huh, I guess that explains their names.
The Changeling smiled and knocked Rainbow Dash back towards us. "How did you..."
All around us, the Changelings began to change their forms to match us.
"They're changelings, remember?" Twilight said to her.
A crowd of Twilight's moved forward, "They're Changelings, remember?"
Twilight went into a fighting stance, "Don't let them distract you. We have to get to the Elements of Harmony. They're our only hope."
We all jumped forward. The Changelings did the same.
When the two groups slammed into each other, a Applejack slammed it's head into mine, sending me back.
I shook my head and jumped to the side, barely dodging a Rainbow Dash. Something slammed into my side, sending me to the side slightly.
I spun to face my attacker to see... a Lance.
I smirked, "Looking good bro." I then jumped forward and slammed my head into it's snout. As it fell, I bucked backwards and bucked a Pinkie Pie in the face.
Four Fluttershy's ran up to me and slammed into me. I grabbed two of them and tossed them to the side.
Before I could get the other two, three Lance's jumped on me and began to pelt me with punches.
"This is so ironic. I'm getting my ass kicked by myself." I said as I threw a punch upward, hitting one of the Lance's in the face.
Then a few more of the things began to pile on me.
Oh, this is just great!
Suddenly, all of them was lifted off of me and thrown to the side.
I stood up and looked at Twilight. She smiled at me and gave a nod.
I nodded back and ran off into the dust. I began to pick up ponies and threw them in different directions.
*POW*
My head snapped back as Applejack bucked me in the face.
She spun around and punched me in the face, "Take that ya creeper!"
"Wait! It's me Applejack!" I yelled as she again slammed her hoof into my face.
"Oops, sorry Lance." She said as she spun around and ran after the others.
I shook my head, trying to clear the stars from my vision.
A Lance threw a punch for my face, but I held up my hoof and caught it's hoof.
I looked up at it and shook my head, "Bad choice."
I then pulled it's hoof downward and forced it's head into the ground.
When I looked up, a Twilight bucked me in the face.
This will be hard... I grabbed the Twilight by the horn and threw it into the crowd.
This... is getting old.
A light flashed from my body and I exhaled, "Anyone want to tangle with an angel?"
Now, I won't be attacked by my friends.
A Pinkie Pie jumped up and slammed it's head into mine. Ouch...
I grabbed it and began to swing it from side to side, slamming it into the others. A Rainbow Dash flew straight for me, but I threw the Pinkie Pie towards it, knocking it out of the air.
After a few more seconds, all of the Changelings where removed. Thanks to the girls.
Behind us, in the sky, was a whole new group of them. Flying straight for us.
"Oh come on!" I yelled as we began to gallop for the Elements building.
When we reached the door, Twilight jumped up and pushed the doors open.
We all looked in... and our ears dropped in disappointment. The entire room was filled with Changelings, climbing on the walls. This is not good.
Behind us was even more.
"Yep, we're screwed." I said.
"Yes, yes we are." Rainbow Dash replied, looking around at the crowd that surrounded us.
I smiled, "Idea!"
"What is it?" Twilight asked.
"I'm gonna do what I do best... BE AN IDIOT!" I then shot into the air, attracting the attention of a large group of them.
There, that should buy the girls the time they need to fight through the rest and get the elements.
I looked behind me and saw them catching up. Well, this is gonna hurt.
I spun around and flew towards them.
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Worst plan... I've ever had.
I was being dragged down the hallway by four Changelings. Yes, I failed at fighting them... don't judge me... there was a lot of them okay!
They laughed to each other and threw me forward. I slammed through some doors and landed on the other side, which was where the others were.
I looked up at the girls to see that they didn't have the elements... Oh come on! You mean I did that for nothing?!
Wait... what's going on? I looked up at Cadance and Shining Armor, who were looking at each other.
Shining Armor's horn began to glow, but he looked to be struggling. Cadance moved her head forward and touched his horn with hers.
Light began to glow swirl around them as they began to get lifted upward.
The main Changeling looked on in horror as the light intensified.
Suddenly, a large ball of energy shot outward from the two.
Oh... cool.
The ball of energy slammed into the female Changeling and carried it out the window.
"HA! Take that you crazy bitch!" I yelled out, or, what Break made me yell out.
The ball of energy continued to extend, taking the Changelings with it.
I looked up at the couple and smiled as they descended.
Twilight ran over to Celestia and helped her up. I looked around and cocked my head, "Really? It was that easy?"
"Huh, I guess it was that easy." Applejack said as she trotted past me.
I chuckled, "Now what?"
"Now..." Twilight said as she trotted towards me with a large smile, "We plan the real wedding."
I smiled, "Really? Can I do my own thing this time?"
She laughed, "Maybe."
I thrusted my hoof upward, "Yes!"
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I stood up on the alter, on the step under Twilight and her brother.
I looked around at all the decorations, all blue and pink. Take that fake Cadance! I knew they were a good idea!
The music began to play and Cadance began to walk down the aisle.
"Seriously, though. I get why the queen of the Changelings wanted to be with you, but how did you get someone as amazing as Cadance to marry you?" Twilight said behind me.
I smiled as I waited for Shining Armor to respond.
"I told her she wouldn't just be gaining a husband, she'd be getting a pretty great sister, too."
I chuckled and looked at him, "And, you're gaining a pretty awesome brother too."
He looked at me and grinned, "Judging by what Twilight tells me, that is correct."
I looked back at Cadance as she stepped up in front of Shining Armor.
My self esteem has been boosted!
[Awww yeah!]
Princess Celestia looked at them and smiled, "Mares and gentlecolts, we are gathered here today to celebrate the union of the real Princess Mi Amore Cadenza..."
"Princess Cadance is fine." Cadance said with a smile.
Princess Celestia smiled as she continued, "Hm. The union of Princess Cadance and Shining Armor. The strength of their commitment is clear. The power of their love, undeniable. May we have the rings please?" Spike moved forward and held up the rings. She then placed them on their horns, "I now pronounce you mare and colt."
Cadance and Shining Armor then walked out onto the balcony and looked out at the crowd of ponies.
Princess Celestia looked at Twilight, "This is your victory as much as theirs. You persisted in the face of doubt, and your actions led to your being able to bring the real Princess Cadance back to us. Learning to trust your instincts is a valuable lesson to learn."
As Cadance and Shining Armor leaned in to kiss, Celestia leaned down to Rainbow Dash.
"That's your cue."
Rainbow Dash smiled and shot off, leaving her clothes behind. Seconds later, the ring of colors shot out from her as she broke the sound barrier.
Wow, she's getting better at that...
Pinkie Pie began to bounce around, "Time for the reception party!"
I chuckled, "This should be good."
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We all stood off to the side and watched the new couple dance.
I smiled, "They sure do make a cute couple."
Princess Luna landed beside us, followed by Frederic, "Hello, everypony. Did we miss anything?"
I chuckled, "Not much."
Twilight nodded at Pinkie Pie.
Pinkie Pie smiled happily and ran over to the DJ's booth.
She jumped behind it and pulled up... Vinyl Scratch... strange.
"Let's get this party started!" She said as she threw a microphone at Twilight.
She caught it with her magic and instantly began to sing.
"Love is in bloom
A beautiful bride, a handsome groom
Two hearts becoming one
A bond that cannot be undone because
Love is in bloom
A beautiful bride, a handsome groom
I said, love is in bloom
Starting a life and making room
For us."
During the song, I was dancing on a table with Frederic. A camera flashed, causing me to fall off the table. I landed on the ground, still laughing.
I saw Twilight opening the door to a carriage, allowing Cadance to step up into it.
They hugged as I trotted towards them.
When I arrived, Shining Armor was already climbing onto the carriage.
I looked at Twilight and smiled. But, before I could say anything, Cadance leaned out the window and threw the flowers into the air.
"I got it!" I yelled as I shot upward, determined to catch them.
But, before I could reach them, I was thrown back by an unseen force.
I caught myself and looked back to see Rarity knocking some mares out of the way to catch the bundle of flowers.
"Oh, very lady like." I muttered, smiling as I flew back down to Twilight and the others as the carriage rolled away.
"Now thiswas a great wedding." Twilight said as I put a wing over her.
"Oh yeah, just wait until you see what I have planned for the bachelor party!" Spike said happily.
We all began to laugh at him.
"Bro, that happens before the wedding." I said with a chuckle.
"Oh... now I know why Shining Armor kept asking me about it." Spike said as he smiled sheepishly.
I shook my head while laughing.
"Lance?" Twilight said beside me.
I looked at her and smiled, "Yes?"
She smiled and nuzzled my cheek, "Thank you."
I cocked my head while still smiling, "For what?"
"For believing me when I told you about Cadance. You were the only one who believed me." She said, laying her head on my shoulder.
I smiled and nuzzled the top of her head, "Well, of course I believed you Twi. You are my wife after all. You know I love and trust you."
She nodded and made a movement to move forward. I began to walk forward, Twilight still under my wing.
"I know. But still, thank you for believing me."
I chuckled, "No problem Twi. I'll always believe and follow you, where ever you go."
She stopped and looked up at me, "I love you."
I looked into her eyes and smiled, "I love you too Twilight."
She leaned up and pressed her lips against mine, giving me one of the most passionate kisses she's given me in a long time.
Life... life is awesome!
How do you like that? Two large chapters in one day. Nice, now I can write the Nightmare Night chapter tomorrow.
Also, those are now my new favorite episodes.
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Living The Dream
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When the world ends, a young man gets a chance to relive his life in the world of Equestria.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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2012-08-28T00:40:11+00:00
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2023-11-24T17:31:38+00:00
| 3,139 |
If you did not send me a costume, I just gave you a random one. Sorry.
Chapter 121
I pulled on the last piece of my costume and looked in the mirror.
Nice, I look awesome!
[Yeah, it's a good thing Twilight was able to change the style and color of our mane.]
I reached over to the table and picked up the glasses that went with the costume. I placed them over my eyes and looked back at the mirror.
[Adam Jensen, the most badass dude I can think of at this moment.]
I smiled and turned around to face Twilight, who was helping Fawn and Spark get their costumes on.
Twilight was dressed up as... a book. Yes, I said it, a book. And, I must say this, she's the sexiest book I've ever seen.
[When we get back, we're so reading that book!]
<{Agreed.}>
Spark was dressed up a a Wonderbolt. That suit really does suit him.
Fawn was dressed up as an apple, a very adorable apple.
And lastly, and the funniest of them all, Kara. Twilight tried to get the costume on her, but she kept fighting her. But, when I tried to put it on, she let me, but she glared at me the whole time. Kara was dressed up as a chicken.
<[HAHAHA! That's still funny!]>
I chuckled and trotted over to Spark, "You ready for your first Nightmare Night?"
He looked up and smiled, "It's going to be awesome! Is Nova going to be there?"
I couldn't help but laugh, all he can think about is Nova being there? Oh man, that's funny and cute at the same time!
"She may be there." I said as I popped my back.
"And there you go!" Twilight exclaimed as she finished putting Fawn's costume on.
Fawn looked in the mirror and smiled happily.
I turned to the doorway where Dali was, "Are you sure you don't want to come? Drax will be there."
She chuckled and shook her head, "No, I good. I will see Drax tomorrow."
I shrugged and turned back to my family, "You guys ready?"
"Yes!" Fawn and Spark yelled out excitedly.
I looked at Twilight and smiled, "When your ready Twi."
She smiled back and nodded. Her horn began to glow, causing a light to engulf all of us.
Five minutes later
I trotted down the street, looking at all the ponies in costume. To be honest, it's pretty funny.
I was currently just walking around, looking for my friends.
Twilight and the kids just ran off on their own, which is fine with me. I just wish Kara had flown off to do her own thing, because she's still on my back. Not the funnest thing in the world, but meh, gotta love that Phoenix.
"Lance!"
I winced at the voice. Why? Why do you hate me so?
I turned to see Tovy, galloping towards me, a large smile on his face.
When he stopped in front of me, he struck a pose, "So, what do you think of my costume?"
I looked him over and chuckled, "Nightmare Moon?"
He nodded and stood up normally, "Yep! Do you like it?!"
I nodded and turned to keep walking, "Yeah, it looks good on you."
[.... You just gave him the wrong complement.]
I heard a squeal behind me and saw Tovy sprint past me. He ran ahead and turned a corner, yelling out 'Yes!'.
I sighed and kept walking.
After a few minutes, I came to town square and saw Princess Celestia, Princess Luna, and Frederic up on the stage.
Princess Celestia was talking to Luna, and Frederic was writing something down on a scroll.
I trotted over to the stage and looked up, "Hey Frederic."
Frederic looked down and smiled, "Hey Lance, nice costume."
I chuckled and looked him over, "Is that the engineer's suit from Team Fortress two?"
He shrugged, "I guess, Annabel suggested it. I've never even heard of it before."
"Probably because you died before it came out." I suggested.
He tapped his chin, "Huh, I guess that could be it."
I began to say something, but Luna called for Frederic.
He turned around and trotted over to her, leaving me behind.
I shrugged and twisted around and scanned the crowd for anyone I would recognize.
I couldn't see anyone right off the bat, so I just trotted forward and into the crowd. I weaved my way through it, passing a few ponies that I did recognize.
A pony put their hoof on my shoulder and spun me around to face them.
"What?" I asked as I looked them over. It was a light blue stallion with a cloak's hood pulled over his head. His face looked rough and beaten, and scared. Good costume.
He didn't pull his hood up, but responded, "I need to talk to after the party."
I raised an eyebrow, "Huh, okay?"
He gave a nod and began to back up into the crowd till he was out of sight.
Weird?
[Yes, that was weird.... very weird.]
I shrugged and twisted around and continued to walk till I arrived at the edge of the crowd.
And, not to my surprise, I saw Greg. And again, not to my surprise, he was dressed up in a green robe with yellow lining and a red fluffy collar. The hat was green with a red top. And, to top it all off, he had a cane and a belt of blunts running across his chest.
He smirked when he saw me and ran over, "What do ya think of my costume?"
I raised an eyebrow, "A pimp?"
He nodded, "YEP! What to see the best part of this costume?"
I shook my head, "I'd rather not..."
He brought his hoof up and back hoofed me across the face.
"Bitch slap!" He yelled out as he fell on his back laughing.
I glared as I rubbed my face, but then I smirked, "Wanna know the best part of this costume?"
He stopped rolling around on his back and looked up at me, still on his back, "What?"
I raised my hoof, "It has steel boots!" I then brought my hoof down on his family jewels, causing him to coil upward.
I began to laugh as he rolled around, groaning.
"Consider that pay back for the first time." I said as I trotted away.
"I will have my revenge!" He yelled after me.
"And then I will take your balls if you do!" I yelled back, still laughing.
[BWAHAHAHA! Revenge is awesome!]
So, what now? I got my revenge, and talked to a few ponies.
<We could play some games.>
{Good call Dawn.}
I looked around and saw Applejack, still running the same thing from the episode, bobbing for apples.
I trotted over and smiled, "Hey AJ."
She twisted around and waved, "Howdy Lance... Nice costume, what are ya?"
I struck a small pose, "Oh, I'm only one of the coolest guys around, Adam Jensen."
She tapped her chin, "Huh, never heard of the feller."
I walked over to the large bucket of water and looked into it, "I'd be surprised if you had." I slammed my face into the water, but came up with nothing, "Drat!"
Applejack chuckled, "Gotta get them in yer teeth Lance."
I rolled my eyes playfully, "Yeah, I know." I looked back at the water, "You're mine apple!"
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Zorrow trotted down the street, towards the place Seth said Applejack was at.
After careful planning, he's finally decided to make his move... again. This time, there's no one who could interrupt them.
He hoped she would like his costume. He had decided to dress up as a vampire, fangs and everything. Hopefully, she'll like it.
When Zorrow reached the place where she was set up, he saw her and Lance chatting while Lance kept throwing his head into the water of a bucket, complaining when he missed the apple.
Zorrow chuckled and steeled his nerves. He trotted over and waved, "Hey... Applejack... Lance."
Lance pulled his head up and spun around, sending water everywhere, "Hey Zorrow! How ya doing?"
Zorrow smiled slightly, "Oh... I'm doing great... keep bobbing for apples."
Lance laughed and turned back around, "On it! I'm not coming up this time till I get an apple!" He then slammed his head into the water.
Zorrow looked at Applejack, who was talking too a young filly.
"Uhh, yo, Applejack." He said, his voice slightly shaky.
Applejack patted the filly on the head and turned to face him, "Yeah? What'ca need?"
Zorrow smiled the best he could, despite the feeling of nausea that just passed over him, "Ummm, I have to ask you something... Something important."
She smiled and adjusted her hat, "Alrighty then, shoot."
Zorrow began to scratch his neck, "Well, I've been wanting to ask you this for a long time..."
She nodded, but when he didn't continue, she made a gesture with her hoof, "Well, go on."
He gulped and waited a few seconds before continuing, "I've been trying to find the best time to ask this, but... I've been having a hard time...."
Applejack chuckled, "Well? Are ya gonna ask it, or are ya going to go on and on about it?"
Zorrow wiped his hoof across his forehead, "Okay.. Applejack, will you..."
Applejack held up a hoof and looked at the bucket, which Lance was still slumped over in, "How long has his head been in that bucket?"
Zorrow shrugged and looked at him, "I don't... Oh shit."
They both ran over and pulled Lance's head out of the water, and put him on his back.
Lance began to cough up water and he looked up at them, "Let me guess... I passed out in the water?"
They both nodded.
Lance chuckled, "Thought so. Lucky for me, I can't die." He turned over and stood up, "But you could have left me in there, I would have come to eventually, then I would have had that apple."
As Lance trotted away, Applejack turned back to Zorrow, "So, you were saying?"
Zorrow smiled, "I was about to ask if you would go..."
"Come on Zorrow! They're doing the pumpkin toss!" Seth yelled out as he ran past Zorrow and grabbed him by the collar, dragging him behind him.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! SO CLOSE!" Zorrow yelled out as he was drug away.
When they came to stop, a few yards from the pumpkin toss, Zorrow jumped up and stared his friend down, "Dude!"
Seth turned and struck a pose, "What? You can't handle the Chuck Norris?"
Zorrow facehoofed, "Dude, just because you're dressed up as Chuck Norris, doesn't mean you have his strength."
Seth smirked, "Oh yeah?" He stood up on his hind legs and made Zorrow do the same.
He then pulled his hoof downwards and brought it up, slamming into Zorrow's chin, "SHORYUKEN!"
Zorrow was then sent straight up, flying at a high speed.
Seth began to laugh and yelled, "I'll see you when ever you land!"
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"Really Peter?" I asked as he finished asking me a question.
He nodded, "Yes! Please, I need a test dummy for this move!"
I shook my head, "No, just because you're dressed up as Alex Mercer doesn't mean I'll let you try that weird arm thing on me."
Peter sighed, "Don't worry, it's fake, only hurt for a second."
I sighed, "Fine, just hurry."
He smiled happily and jumped back, "All hail my mighty blade!"
His foreleg suddenly changed into a large blade... that was fake? How the hell is that fake?
"How is that thing fake?" I asked wearily.
He laughed, "It's enchanted, so it won't cut threw flesh."
"Oh... goodie... shit." I muttered as he pulled it back and slammed it into me... which hurt like hell!
I stumbled to the side and coughed, "That did hurt!"
He smiled sheepishly, "Oops... I thought since it couldn't cut it wouldn't hurt you... Guess I was wrong."
"No durr!" I yelled out as I trotted off. I then sighed, "But, it's still pretty cool. Tell Omnius he did a good job on it."
I then began to walk towards Spark, who was talking to Nova. D'awww, she's dressed up as Daring Do! The cuteness has been doubled!
As I walked, I heard somepony yelling out above. A second later, Zorrow fell out of the sky and landed on a cart, which broke under his weight.
I walked past him and gave him a wave, "Hey Zorrow."
His head was rolling side to side, but he responded, "Oh... hey Lance..."
I laughed and kept walking till I reached the two adorable kids.
Spark was the first to notice me and gave a wave, "Hey dad! Doesn't Nova look awesome?!"
Nova smiled and spread her wings, showing off the full costume.
I chuckled and nodded, "She sure does. Great costume Nova."
She began to bounce around happily, "Thank you!"
I laughed and looked around, "Where's your brother."
"I don't know." She sang out as she continued to hop around.
<She's so adorable!>
[Meh.]
<... Shut it Break.>
Nova jumped onto Spark's back and caused them to fall to the ground, both laughing.
I chuckled and looked across the street to see Grace.
"You two don't get into to much trouble." I said as I trotted that way.
"We'll try not to." Spark said, still laughing.
Hmmm, I wonder where Twilight is... and Kara. Huh, strange, she was on my back before I got to Applejack. Must have flown off or something.
Oh well, at least she's no longer on my back.
When I was within talking distance of Grace, I yelled out, "Yo, Grace!"
She spun around and pulled down the hood of her assassin's cloak. I wonder who told her about that game... probably Peter.
"What have you been up to?" She asked, looking me over.
I chuckled and stopped in front of her, "Oh you know, surviving."
She smiled and looked me over again, "So, who are you suppose to be?"
I struck a pose, "I'm the one and only, Adam Jensen."
"Never heard of him." She said with a smirk.
I shrugged, "I didn't expect you too..." I then smiled, "So, how's you and Octavia?"
She giggled, "Don't ask a girl about her sex life."
I raised an eyebrow, "But I didn't... I asked how you two were doing."
She facehoofed, "Oh... Well, we're doing great. That's all I'm going to say."
"Fair enough..." I said as she began to back up nervously.
[Ask her how many times Octavia can make her orgasm!]
{Break.... no... just no... that's not something you ask a girl.}
I sighed and looked around, looking for the one pony I wanted to see: Omnius.
I have something important to ask him.
Something moved off to the side of the crowd, drawing my attention.
[... Lance, don't follow it.]
I turned in that direction and trotted towards it.
[And you don't listen to me.]
Yeah, I never listen to Break. But hey, who would?
[...]
I chuckled and pushed my way out of the crowd and into the open.
Now, where did it go?
I looked around and saw something moving down an alley.
I normally wouldn't follow something down an alley, but, it's Nightmare Night. Need I say more?
I trotted towards it, but when I turned down it, I saw nothing.
That's a disappointment...
... Wait a second...
I looked up just in time to see a pony wearing a business suit drop on me.
When it landed on me, it knocked me to the side and lifted up on... tentacles?!
I stood up and looked up in awe.
The thing was suspended in mid air, using its tentacles to hold onto the building.
I gulped, "Oh shit..."
<Lance, if you were smart enough, you would look at the tentacles.>
I focused my gaze on one of the tentacles... and laughed.
The creature cocked it's faceless head and descended.
When it was in front of me, I smirked, "What's up Vinetion?"
The creature facehoofed and pulled off it's face, or, as I should say, it's mask.
Vinetion shook her mane out and looked at me, "How did you know?"
I chuckled, "I saw that the tentacles were vines."
She sighed and looked back at them, "I knew I should have painted them black."
I gave a nod and smirked, "If you would have done that, then I would have thought you were Slenderpony, but otherwise, no."
[Fail.]
<Epic fail!>
Ten minutes later
Frederic swayed to the music that was pouring out of the large speakers, a large smile on his face.
He was having a great time, even if he wasn't with all of his friends.
He looked over at Celestia, who was still talking to Luna.
He looked away, but then looked back, his brow up in curiosity. He smiled and trotted over to them.
"Celestia?" He yelled over the music, which was blasting away off to the side.
She looked at him and held a hoof to her ear.
He took a deep breath and yelled out, "When are you and Vinetion going to make it official?"
Celestia raised an eyebrow and held a hoof to her ear again.
Frederic sighed and yelled the same question out again, "When are you and Vinetion going to make it official?"
Celestia made motion to speak up.
Frederic inhaled and yelled out in his royal Canterlot voice, "When are you and Vinetion going to make it official?"
But, before he could yell out, the music suddenly cut off, causing his voice to be heard by all.
Yes, everypony heard him yell this.
Celestia's eyes widened and she trotted over to him.
She shook her head and slammed her hoof into the back of his head, sending his hard hat flying, "Good job Fred."
Frederic smiled sheepishly, "Oops..."
"FREDERIC!" Vinetion yelled out as she stomped towards the stage, her vines snapping at the air above her.
Frederic's eyes widened and he looked at the royal sisters for help.
"You're on your own with this one." Celestia said with a smirk as she back tracked.
"Sorry honey, but I don't feel like getting my flank kicked by my future sister in law." Luna said slyly.
Celestia glared at her sister before looking back at Frederic, "Good luck."
Frederic looked back at Vinetion as she stomped up on stage.
"You're going to need it."
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"I'm... I'm free! That fool!"
*Clank* *Metal grinding against metal*
"Ah, the night sky."
*Chains falling to the ground*
"Now, to get this plan underway!"
Edit: Sorry, forgot to include this last part. But, here it is.
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*Crunch*
"Damn! *Sigh* No problem, I can fix that later."
*The sound of hooves against a stone floor*
"Ah."
*The sound of a heavy door being kicked open.*
"Halt! Who goes there?!" A pair of guards yelled out.
"Huh, don't you recognize me?"
"Oh, sorry. Carry on then." One guard said.
*More hoof falls against stone.* *Heavy doors being pushed open.*
"Aha! Freedom!'
*Sounds of hooves against dirt*
"I'ma coming for ya Lance!"
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"Sir! You're back!"
"*Cough* Gather the others."
"Why?... Sir! You're hurt!"
"I know! Get the others! I want all the magic you can spare!"
"Why?"
"I'm going back for him."
"Sir?"
"Shut up and do as I say!"
"Yes sir!"
*Sound of hooves running off*
*Cough*
"It's all over Lance... all over!"
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"Aha, I finally got out of that fool Peter's body! Thank you Nightmare!"
"Don't thank me yet, we still have a job to do, Violent Inferno."
"Yes, yes we do."
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*Sound of a wall breaking down*
"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
"I hope you like the new horn."
"*Pants* Yes... Thank you.. master."
"Get up, we have a job to complete... Val."
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*Hissing*
"Yes, we need your help."
*Hissing*
"Great. Meet us at the Nightmare Castle."
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"This... This is great!"
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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Chapter 122
"Will this even work?"
"Oh, it'll work."
"But... this plan is flawed. The Princesses are there, and so is that one pony called the Traveler."
"Yes, I know. That's why you use a distraction."
"A distraction?"
"Yes, a distraction. This will get rid of the troublesome ones and leave us our main target."
"So, we just attack?"
"That's the plan. We'll catch them off guard completely. Plus, the shield I'm going to put up should keep them all inside."
*A few mummers*
"Lance Greenfield will be ours by the end of this! I promise you all that!"
*Excited cheers and yells*
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"AHHHHH!"
I looked up at the stage and began to laugh.
Vinetion was holding Frederic upside down by using her vines to tie his legs together. He was suspend in front of her as she yelled at him about something.
[Hogtied! HAHAHA!]
Vinetion slapped Frederic across the face with one of her vines and yelled something else.
Celestia smirked and whispered something in Vinetion's ear, causing her to smile slyly.
She put a hoof on Frederic's face and gave him a hard push, causing him to spin around and around uncontrollably, still held in place by her vines.
"Dang, poor guy." I muttered to myself.
[.... Lance, I just noticed that you don't cuss anymore. In your mind or out loud. What gives?!]
{Huh, I'm an angel, duh.}
[So what? I still fucking cuss. Come on, just use mild ones, it gets annoying with you saying dang and darn all the time. It's like you've been turned into a pussy!]
{*Sigh* Fine, but only mild ones.}
I turned around from the scene on stage and trotted off. Oh sure, I would love to stay and watch Frederic's public humiliation, but... I see a food table!
<[FOOD TABLE!]>
I trotted over to it, licking my lips.
When I was in front of it, I began to look over all the tasty food.... Oh there's so much!
"No Trixie, I didn't eat the freaking pie!" Alexander yelled out as he and Trixie stood next to a empty pie tin.
I raised an eyebrow as I looked at their costumes.
What are they suppose to be?
"Hey, Alexander!" I yelled out.
He turned and smiled, "Hey Lance!"
"Come here for a sec."
He nodded and said something to Trixie before trotting over to me.
"What's up?"
I looked him over, "What are you suppose to be?"
He smiled and held out a foreleg, "I'm Simon from Gurren Lagann."
Never heard of it. "And what about the bitch?"
He sighed and shook his head, "That's my mare dude."
I shrugged, "Does it matter?"
"Yes! I love her man!" He snapped.
I held up a hoof, "Okay, sorry."
He sighed and looked back at her, "She's suppose to be Yoko, from the same show."
I chuckled, "I guess it fits her."
He looked back at me and smiled, "It sure does! We're going to..."
"Alexander, please come over here." Trixie yelled out, levitating the pie tin up again.
He smiled sheepishly, "I... I got to solve a problem."
I smirked and nodded, "Go for it."
As he trotted back to her, I snickered to myself.
[He's so screwed! HAHAHA!]
Two minutes later
"What the hell are you suppose to be?" I asked Grey Byte as he trotted past.
He stopped and shrugged, "I have no idea, I just liked it."
That's just creepy. It looks like a bony... thing... something.. type suit. Very, very creepy.
"And I'm an Shadow Bolt!" White Noise yelled out, striking a pose.
"Really? I couldn't tell." I said with a smirk.
He rolled his eyes and laughed.
"So, how's Colgate and Berry Punch doing?" I asked, looking back at Grey Byte.
He smiled, "They're doing great! Berry Punch just needs to hold back on her drinking, but meh, I still love her."
"Yeah, you should hear them at night... oh its so horrible!" White Noise said with a large smirk.
"You. Are. Dead!" Grey said, going down into a fighting pose.
"And... I'm out!" White Noise yelled as he shot down the street, followed by a laughing Grey Byte.
I shook my head with a smile and trotted down the street, talking to a few ponies.
Alone the way, I saw Aaron trying to climb a tree... dressed as a ninja.
[Bwahahaha!]
I laughed a little and continued down the street, stopping at a few ponies to chat.
[Huh, that's shocking]
{What?}
[Look at the stage.]
<That is shocking.>
I looked up at the stage and let out a small laugh.
Annabel and Discord were dancing together on the stage, both laughing and holding each other.
Yes... that is shocking.
And surprisingly, the crowd of ponies were laughing along with them, not running away as expected.
Discord tossed Annabel up into the air and caught her a second later, both of them striking a pose.
This caused the crowd of ponies to cheer and chant for more.
Annabel and Discord bowed and began another dance.
Before I could properly enjoy it though, somepony walked up behind me and blew into a sax, causing me to jump straight into the air... and let out a girlish scream.
When I landed, I turned to face the pony, prepared to give them a piece of my mind. But, I only laughed.
"Really Omnius?" I said with a large grin.
He nodded and floated his sax up in front of himself, "Yep, really."
"And what are you suppose to be?"
He smiled and waved the sax around, "A sax pony."
I rubbed my neck, "I could have guessed that."
He shrugged and smiled, "Have you seen David's costume? He's a pyro."
"And that's?"
He shrugged again, "I can't describe it, sorry. OH! Have you seen Shadow Breeze?"
I shook my head, "No, not yet."
"You should see him! He's dressed up as Superman, and Drax. This is priceless, he's dressed up as Trunks from Dragon Ball Z! You should see him!"
I began to laugh, as in real laughing. This was hilarious! I got to see them!
"One last thing, have you seen your brother?" He asked.
I shook my head, "No, I haven't seen him since I brought him back."
"I know... Do you want me to go fetch him?"
I shrugged, "Nah, it's fine. I'll look for him later."
"I'll help after the party. I want to talk to the guy." Omnius said while polishing his sax.
"Thanks, I'm thinking about asking him if he'll..."
"Lance!" Came a voice behind me.
I turned around to face the cloaked pony.
"Come with me."
I raised an eyebrow, "Why?"
I heard him sigh, "I have to tell you something very important."
I stared him down, already suspicious of his actions.
"Please, follow." He said, starting to back up.
I sighed and looked at Omnius, "I'll catch you after the party?"
He nodded, "Yeah, I'll be at the library after this."
I gave a nod and ran off to catch up to the cloaked pony.
The pony lead me down an alley and then to the backside of a building.
He turned to face me and hung his head.
I trotted up slowly, prepared for him to jump at me.
But, instead, he looked up at me, "Lance, there's an incredible force coming this way."
I cocked my head, "What?"
He sighed, "Listen, do you remember everyone you've fought?"
I thought for a second and nodded.
He gave a slight nod, "Good... because the one called Nightmare has grouped them all together... every one of them."
I rolled my eyes, "Uh-huh, of course he did. Listen buddy, that would be impossible. I killed Nightmare, Richard is stuck in the middle of the earth, and the others are either in prison or trapped somewhere."
"It is possible! And you didn't kill Nightmare! You can't kill him! Believe me, I've tried on many occasions!" He yelled out, becoming annoyed.
I sighed and looked him in the face... or cloaked face, "How would you even know this? I've never seen you before."
He gulped and pulled down the hood, "What I'm about to tell you doesn't leave this area. I've only told one other, and that's m... your wife, Twilight."
"Wait, you talked to Twilight?!" I yelled out.
He nodded, "I did, but I only told her who I was, nothing else."
I crossed my Forelegs and stared him down, "Oh? And who are you?"
He gulped slightly, "Before that, I will have to tell you about me." He then cleared his throat, "I... I am from an alternate universe. In this universe, this land, Equestria, is completely obliterated."
"By?" I said, rolling my hooves in front of me.
He sighed, "It was destroyed by all of m... your enemies."
I raised an eyebrow, "How? I think me and my friends can take on those guys."
He shook his head, "No, you couldn't, not all at once. That is what happened the last time. They easily overpowered everyone using the Holy Magic in your body. Remember, that magic is more powerful than the magic here, and if you can control it just right, then you can control almost everything else."
I held up a hoof, "You're saying that me and my friends can't hold them off? I call that bull shit, have you seen us fight those guys yet?"
He rubbed his face with his hoof, "I know you can't win, not if you don't listen to me."
I tapped my forehead, "And why should I listen to you?"
He looked me in the eye and said in a serious tone, "Because Lance... I'm you."
My eyes shot open and my back legs gave out, causing me to fall on my haunches, "Wha... how? You don't even look like me! You don't have strips! Only cuts! And your mane and tail are a different color and style from mine! And your eyes, they don't even look like mine!"
He smiled slightly, "I did say alternate universe, didn't I? I came here before, but I couldn't find you. It took me a while to figure out you would look different from me."
I shook my head, "Oh no! There's no way you're me!"
"I can prove it."
"Okay then..." I tapped my chin, "Aha! When I was six, what happened that made me scared of cars?"
He laughed, "You climbed into our aunts car and pulled the emergency break and went down the hill backwards in the car. That prove it?"
I laughed at the memory, but snapped back to seriousness, "No! What happened to my first pet!"
"You ran our dog Chummy over with a lawn mower by accident."
I shuddered at the memory, "Okay, last one: What did I do at my school dance that pissed off the girl of my dreams?"
He smirked, "You tried to do a back flip off of the stage and landed on her instead. And, to top it off, you threw up on her before she could stand up.... we probably shouldn't have drunk all those Monsters before attempting that."
I chuckled and looked him over, "So, you're me, or an alternate me? What should I call you?"
He nodded, "You can call me Giro... most do anyway."
"Okay, Giro, tell me what's about to happen." I said, looking him in the eyes.
He closed his eyes and rubbed his chest, "Okay, listen closely, everyone you've ever fought will be at Canterlot tonight. The Princesses will be notified and they'll take a few of you're friends with them, but, do not go with them."
"Why? I have to be there for my friends!"
He held up a hoof, "Listen, if you go, you'll only make things worst. When I went, all I did was get them all killed.... Listen Lance, they're planned out more this time. They'll throw a shield up around Canterlot and trap you inside, after that... They'll just slaughter everyone till you give yourself up and surrender to them. If you don't go, they'll have to postpone their plans."
I hung my head slightly, "I'll listen to you... Will you help me fight them? I could use you're help."
He shook his head, "I'm sorry, but I can not interfere, I only came back to tell you this and to watch it play out. I'll be going to Canterlot with the others, I'll just teleport there. I'll make sure they're safe, but that's all I can do."
I patted him on the shoulder, "Thank you... When will this happen."
He winced, "Five minutes... I think... Oh no..."
He then ran past me, pulling his hood back up, "Quickly!"
"What is it?" I yelled as I ran after him.
He looked back and yelled, "Listen, you have to make sure Twilight goes with them, and that she takes the kids. If she doesn't... just make sure she takes them with her!"
I nodded, "Got it!"
We rounded the corner to see the town's square. Everything was normal... except for that trio of Royal Guards quickly trotting toward Princess Celestia.
I just entered the crowd when the guards began to whisper into her ear.
When I reached the stage, her head snapped up and she began to whisper to Luna and Frederic.
I jumped up on the stage and half ran over to them.
When I reached them, Frederic looked at me, "Not good..."
I looked at Celestia, "What is it?"
She looked at me, a look of worry on her face, "Nightmare is in Canterlot..."
I tried to acted shocked, "He is?!"
She nodded.
"And are we going to fight him?" Frederic asked.
She shook her head, "No! That's to dangerous! We're going to do this the right way and use the elements of harmony."
I nodded once, "Yes! The elements!"
Luna looked around, "Shall I announce this to the crowd?"
"I'll do it." Celestia said, turning to face the crowd.
I looked out into the crowd and saw Twilight and Spark on the side. I really hope Giro knows what he's doing...
"Citizens of Ponyville." Celestia yelled, addressing the crowd, "There is an emergency in Canterlot, and we must depart to deal with it. I would like Twilight Sparkle and her friends to come with us."
I tapped her shoulder, "And take my friends, trust me on this."
She raised an eyebrow, but looked back at the crowd, "And, I also want Lance's friends to come with us. We must leave at once, so please, hurry." As the crowd began to panic, she added, "Don't fret everypony, this is nothing, just a minor thing. We'll have this solved within the hour, I promise."
This calmed the crowd slightly, but only slightly.
Celestia turned and began to quickly trot to her chariot, "Come, we must leave at once!"
I smiled sheepishly, "I'll stay here... just encase."
"Very well." She called back.
"Oh, and please tell Twilight to bring Spark. He’ll be safer with you."
She climbed off the stage, "If that's what you wish Lance."
Frederic watched Celestia and Luna leave before he looked at me, "I'm staying here with you. They won't need me."
I look at him and smile, "That's alright with me."
"Dude, what's going on?" Seth asked as he and Zorrow pulled themselves up onto the stage.
I looked at them quickly, "No time to explain! You have to follow the Princesses, hurry!"
Zorrow looked at me, "Huh... Okay?"
I sighed, I hate this.... I really hope Giro knows what he's doing...
Ten minutes later, Canterlot
Giro stood on top of one of the large buildings in Canterlot, looking out over the city. Waiting for it to begin.
"Come on, where are they?" He said to himself, looking up at the clear night sky.
This didn't make sense, they should have already attacked.
He looked around the city, scanning every detail with his Bionic eye. Everything looked normal, nothing out of place.
He sighed and looked towards Ponyville, "Could I have been wrong? Did I... Oh no, that's not good."
In the distance, where Ponyville was located, was huge black shield. In side he could see many explosions and flashes of light.
Five minutes earlier
I sat on the stage, rubbing my face, hoping my family and friends were okay. My costume was already off and laying next to me.
"I wonder what the emergency was." Grace said, taking off her costume.
"Beats me." Peter said as he also pulled his costume off.
"Probably a domestic problem... or my weed monster got out..." Greg said with a smirk, already stripped down.
I looked at the my remaining friends who had stayed behind and smiled. Gotta love those guys.
We were all just sitting around, watching the other ponies walk around and pick up the decorations. Apparently, no one wanted to party after the Princesses left, but meh, doesn't matter to me. I just want my friends to come back okay.
Frederic sat down next to me and smiled, "Don't worry Lance, they'll be okay, they're with the Princesses after all."
I smiled and looked at him, "Yeah, I know. Just a little worried that..." My eyes widened.
"What?" Frederic asked with a worried expression.
I pointed upward.
He looked up and gasped at what he saw.
A black shield was beginning to form over the town, just like the one that Shinning Armor used to protect Canterlot.
"What the hell..."
*KABOOM*
The building across the street suddenly blew apart, sending wood and stone everywhere.
Everypony began to panic, running in different directions.
Frederic and I jumped up as two more building's exploded.
"What's going on?!" Grace yelled out, covering her ears as more explosions rocked the town.
"No...." Frederic whispered as he looked straight up.
I looked up and felt a surge of fear. It was Richard... Richard! He was using what ever magic he had to actually destroy the town!
But... he's suppose to be... No.. no!
[What the fuck! What did we miss?!]
<What the hell! Whats happening?!>
{...}
"Oh shit..." Peter said as he began to back up towards us.
"Ah, Peter, so good to actually see you on the outside." Violent Inferno said with a smirk as he walked out of an alleyway and slowly stomped towards us.
"Oh Lance!" Called a all to familiar voice.
I looked to the right and saw Jun, already in Breaking Dawn mode... with the addition of black smoke...
<... This can't be happening...>
"Well, it's good to see my two favorite ponies again." Val said smugly as he appeared out of nowhere to our left.
I looked at him and felt another surge of worry. His horn was back...
"Ah, good to see you again Lance." Came a voice as a black cloud landed a few yards from us and began to change its form till it resembled Nightmare... in his Werewolf form...
I gulped, "But... you was suppose to attack Canterlot..."
He smiled smugly, "Oh? You actually fell for it? Well, you're more of a fool then I thought you were."
*Hissing*
I turned to see a large... serpent like pony, completely black, stepping onto the stage.
"Ah, meet the leader of the Darkness." Nightmare said as we all stared in awe.
I turned back and gulped, I then looked at Frederic, "What now?"
He took a deep breath, "What else? We go down fighting."
I gave a weak nod.
I looked at the group of our enemies, all of them surrounding us.
Giro... was wrong... WE fell for the distraction...
[Dawn... I want you to do your best while you're controlling Lance.]
<*Gulp* I'll try Break... I'll try...>
"So..." Nightmare said evilly, causing all of us to tense up.
"Who's first?"
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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Chapter 123
Grace gulped and looked back at me and Frederic, "Plan?"
I looked around at all our enemies and gulped, "I don't have one..."
[WHAT?! No plan?!]
Frederic looked around also, "I think I have one. Lance, you take Nightmare and Val. Grace, you can take on Jun. Peter, you get Violent Inferno. I'll get my father. And Greg... hold off the serpent pony."
... I have to fight two? I don't even know if I can fight one!
But... it's better than them ganging up on the others.
"That, I can do." Peter said, eyeing his opponent.
"I get to kick a Lance lookalikes ass? Sweet." Grace muttered as she changed into her alter ego, Killjoy.
Greg chuckled, "I'm fighting a snake? Strange, it's like I'm high all over again."
"Just don't die on us Greg." I warned as I changed my form over to my angel form.
Frederic changed his form over to Darksteel Edge and glared skyward, "Ready?"
"Ready!" We all yelled back as we all faced our opponent and leaned down into a fighting stance.
"Give em hell!" Frederic yelled out as he shot upward.
Play this!
I jumped forward, using my wings to propel me towards Nightmare and Val, who were now standing side by side, waiting.
They tensed up, ready for me to slam into them head on.
But, instead, I smiled and teleported from my current spot and appeared behind them.
I threw my right hoof forward, slamming it into Nightmare's back, causing a loud crack to be heard. I then spun around and gave him a hard buck, sending him upwards.
Val had just enough time to twist around to face me before I slammed my head into his chest.
He stumbled back a few yards before catching himself. He snarled and aimed his horn at me, "Pest!"
A beam of magic shot out, aimed for my forehead.
I swished to the side at the last moment, barely dodging the beam. He fired two more, and I easily dodged those.
[Above you!] Break yelled into my ear a little to late.
Something heavy landed on my back, forcing me to the ground.
Nightmare stood up and picked me up by the mane. He turned me to face him and smirked, "This was easier than expected."
He brought his claws up and brought them down fast, cutting a large gap in my throat.
He dropped me and gave me a hard kick in the side, which sent me flying for a few yards.
When I slammed into the ground, I let out a pained gasp. My HUD was flashing with warnings, but, they slowly began to go away as my body quickly closed the wounds.
After a second, I forced myself to my hooves, chest heaving from the effort.
"What? How are you still alive?!" Nightmare yelled out.
I smirked, and stood up tall, "I think you should know this..."
I disappeared and reappeared in front of his face, "I'm a angel." I then grabbed his head and slammed mine into his.
As he stumbled back, Val took the opportunity to fire another beam of magic at me.
I jerked my head back, watching as it flew past my head.
Nightmare suddenly shot up and slammed his claws into my gut, "You may not be able to die, but..." He pushed his arm forward and then forced me to the ground, "You've just given us more than we could ask for."
I spit a glob of blood in his face as he continued to twist his claws in my guy, "And what would that be?"
He smiled, "You've just given us all the Holy Energy we could ask for!"
I pulled my hind legs up and kicked him off of me. As he stumbled back, I lazily climbed to my hooves, "Oh? And how's that?"
He stopped stumbling and looked at Val with a smirk, "You're made of Holy Energy now!"
My eyes widened.
Before I could react, Val slammed into my side, his horn piercing my shoulder blade. He brought his head up, lifting me off the ground, and threw me towards Nightmare.
Nightmare caught me in mid air and laughed, "We no longer need to kill you for the energy. We'll get so much more if we leave you alive."
"Only in your wet dreams!" I yelled as I teleported out of his grasp and appeared behind Val, completely catching him off guard.
I wrapped my forelegs around his neck and used my wings to lift both of us off the ground. I forced myself to fly as high as I could before I stopped.
"Hey, Val, you got to check this out." I said smugly as I spun him around to face me.
He glared and tilted his head down, pointing his horn between my eyes.
"Oh no you don't!" I yelled as I pulled back my right hoof, holding him up with my left one. I smirked and yelled at the top of my lungs, "FALCON PUNCH!"
My right hoof shot forward and slammed into his face. Everything seemed to slow down as my hoof made contact with his face. I could see my hoof slowly slam into his face, causing the flesh to ripple, and I could see the shock wave coming off of the impact.
[DAYUM!]
Time sped back up and Val shot straight down like a bullet, hitting the ground with a loud boom.
I shook my right hoof, "Damn, that stung!"
I then teleported a few from Nightmare and smiled smugly, "So, you still want to fight?"
He smiled back and closed his eyes.
What is he...
...
...
...
"GET OUT OF MY HEAD!" I screamed as I felt him forcing his way into my mind and going through my memories.
[How is he doing this?!]
<AHHH! I can't focus!>
"Aha! This looks promising." He said as he pulled out of my mind.
"What the hell are you talking abo..." I began.
His body completely dissolved into the black smoke again. A second later, it began to take on another form. The black smoke was curling up and around its self, taking the form of something... oh no.
When he was fully transformed, I shuddered.
He was completely changed, no longer a werewolf. He looked more like a black demon with large black dragon wings. He had large claws on his hands, even larger than before. Six large horns stuck out of his head, and his mouth was lined with rolls of sharp teeth.
[Of course, he chooses the creature that our uncle used to scare us with when we were younger.]
"... How..." I stuttered.
He laughed happily, "Simple. I just picked one of the things you feared and took it as my own form."
I rolled my eyes, "Yeah, but I'm not scared of that thing anymore."
He shrugged, "Does it matter? I can still cause damage with it!"
He jumped forward and thrusted his claws forward.
I reared up just as his claws slammed down in front of me. I then began to throw my front hooves forward, hitting him in the face time after time.
He roared in pain and swished his left hand to the side, causing a large three lined gash to form on my underbelly.
I jumped back and gasped slightly.
Nightmare suddenly flew forward and punched me square in the face, sending me flying backwards.
I flew through the air for a few seconds before slamming into a building, breaking through the wall.
When I landed on the inside, a mare screamed.
I stood up shakily and looked to the side to see a mare and her two kids standing off to the side.
I blinked the stars from my vision and held up a hoof, "You all have to get out of here, it's not..."
Nightmare flew through the hole and slammed into me, causing me to slam into the wall. He pulled back his hand and slammed it into my gut, causing my body to be pushed into the wall.
I looked to the side and saw that the mare and the kids were gone. Good, she listened.
I took a quick breath before I jumped up and threw myself into Nightmare, causing him to stumbled back and fall through the hole in the wall.
I stumbled after him and jumped out of the house and landed on the street with a heavy thud. I looked around quickly, seeing that the entire town was being destroyed by the others and their own fights. I felt a new anger fill me. They were destroying the whole town! How dare they!
Nightmare coughed and stood up, "You have more fight in you then I thought."
I looked straight at him and grunted, "You'd be surprised."
He smiled, "I bet." He then sprung forward.
Peter, four minutes earlier
Peter sprung forward, propelling himself straight for Violent Inferno.
Inferno laughed loudly, "Yes! Come at me you fool!"
Peter slammed into him, throwing punches left and right, all of them connecting with Inferno's face.
He then twisted around and threw his back legs out as hard as he could, hitting Inferno right in the chest.
Instead of flying back, Inferno laughed and grabbed Peter by the back leg and pulled him downward, causing him to fall.
He then stepped over him and glared down at him, "Come on Pete, you should know you can't face me. I'm four times more powerful than you."
Peter glared and reached up and grabbed Inferno by the shoulders, "I can still try!" He brought his back legs up and kicked upward, sending Inferno over him and onto the ground. Peter held onto his shoulders and followed him in the turn. Peter then glared down at him before he began to repeatedly slam his right hoof into Inferno's unprotected face.
During this, Inferno only laughed. Taking all the blows willingly, laughing at every hit, "This, this is what you call fighting?"
Peter snarled and kept up his onslaught of punches. After a few seconds he jumped up and grabbed Inferno by the neck and threw him skyward.
He flew upward and caught him and yelled into his face, "I'll show you what I can do!"
"Do it." Inferno said with a yawn.
Peter growled at him and flew up higher, and higher, and higher.
He then punched Inferno in the face as hard as he could and spun his body around so his head face the ground.
He wrapped his forelegs around Inferno's back legs and wrapped his hind legs around Inferno's neck.
"Let's see you survive this!" Peter yelled out as he pulled his wings in and began to plummet towards the ground, Inferno's head held at the right angle so that it would take the full impact.
"AHHHH!" Peter yelled out in rage seconds before impact.
*BOOM*
Dirt and stone went everywhere as the two slammed into the ground, causing a small crater to form.
Seconds later, Peter stumbled out of the dust, barely able to stand up.
"Uh, who's the strongest now?" He mumbled, trying to pull himself towards Grace, who was currently fighting Jun.
Suddenly, something slammed into Peter's back and lifted him up.
"Still me." Inferno said with a smirk, not a scratch on him.
Peter looked at him in disbelief, "What?! But, how?!"
He smirked and brought Peter to eye level, "I'm just better than you."
Peter spit in his eye.
Inferno wiped a hoof across his face and smiled, "No more games Pete, I'm itching to get into an actual fight." He then slammed Peter into the ground, causing him to gasp in pain.
"Nighty night Pete." Inferno said as he slammed his hoof into Peter's face, instantly knocking him out.
Inferno stood up and looked over at Grace and Jun, a large smiling playing across his face.
Frederic, two minutes earlier
Frederic flew straight up, prepared to face his father, again.
As Frederic neared, his father laughed, "Ah, it's good to see you again son."
Frederic stopped near him and gritted his teeth, "How did you get out?!"
Richard smirked as he shrugged, "You know, I don't know, and I don't care." He then rubbed his talons together, "You think you can take on your old man now?"
Frederic continued to glare at him, "I beat you before and I can do it again."
Richard held up a paw, "Oh no, not this time. You see, I have an ace in the hole this time."
Frederic raised an eyebrow slightly, "Like what?"
Richard laughed loudly, "For one, this!" He threw his front arms downward, sending two balls of magic downward, where they then slammed into two houses, blowing each one to pieces.
"I know you want to protect them, and wouldn't want to harm them." He said smugly.
Frederic gritted his teeth harder, "So what?"
Richard shifted his body, "You won't fight if you're putting them in danger!" He shot forward, surprising Frederic.
He slammed into him and grabbed him by the throat, "See you down there SON!" He yelled as he threw Frederic downward, soon following after him.
Frederic flew straight down, trying to open his wings and lighten the impact, but it was useless.
Seconds later, he slammed into a large building, blowing straight through the top floor and into the ground floor. The force of the impact caused the rest of the building to blow outward slightly.
Richard flew straight down and slammed his fist into Frederic's chest, the force from the high impact hit blew outward, knocking out one of the weak walls.
Frederic gasped and tried to force himself upward, but was punched back down by his father.
"You're weak!" He yelled as he picked Frederic up and threw him out of the house and onto the street.
Frederic hit the hard cobblestone road and rolled a few feet before coming to a stop. All around him, he could hear the frighten screams of the citizens of Ponyville.
He growled and forced himself to his hooves, ready to fight. He looked back at the house, but his father was no longer there.
"Up here Freddy!" His father called out.
Frederic looked up and snarled, "Come and fight me like a man!"
Richard shook his head, "Remember how I told you that you would want to protect the citizens of this town? Well, protect them from this!" He yelled at the top of his lungs as he pulled back his arms and began to throw balls of magic at the town.
Play this! It fits so perfectly!
Frederic's eyes widened in fear. He shot forward and grabbed a filly and her mother. As he rolled away, the spot they had been standing exploded as one of the balls of black magic slammed into it.
He put them down and yelled, "Run! Everypony get as far away as you can!"
The building across from him exploded, sending wood and stone in all directions. The ponies unlucky enough to be near it was sent flying.
Frederic yelled out in anger at the sight and looked up. He saw another ball of magic flying straight for another building. He looked at the building and saw a old stallion trying to move out of the way.
Frederic shot forward, flying for the ball of magic. He held out his hoof and covered it in his magic. When he was close to the ball of magic, he slammed his hoof into it, sending it flying in the opposite direction.
The old stallion quickly scurried away.
Frederic turned around to see another building be completely blown away, taking a young couple with it.
"STOP IT! THEY DIDN'T DO ANYTHING TO YOU!" Frederic screamed out, facing his father.
His father laughed and held a ball of magic in his talons, "Do you think I care? This is how I win."
Frederic screamed in rage and shot forward, aiming for his father.
"Uh oh." Richard said as he threw the ball of magic towards a crowd of ponies that was trying to get a few ponies out of a burning building.
Frederic changed his course and shot for the ball of magic. But, as he knocked it out of the way, another slammed into his side, sending him sprawling to the ground.
He slammed into it with a sickening thud. His father laughed crazily as he began to throw more magic at the devastated town.
Frederic was gasping for air as he tried to force himself up. But, when he pulled himself into a sitting position, he let out a cry of fear.
Buildings where being blown away, ponies where being hit with shrapnel and falling objects. A few getting caught in the blast of the building next to them.
Frederic felt tears flowing down his face as he stood and watched as a house was torn apart by an explosion. He looked up at his deranged father and growled through broken teeth, "You bastard! How could you?!"
His father didn't respond, only threw more balls of magic into the town.
Frederic screamed out in rage and shot upward. He was lucky enough to catch his father off guard as he slammed into him, wrapping his forelegs around his waist.
They fell from the sky and crashed through the roof of a half destroyed building. They slammed into a bookcase, sending books everywhere.
Frederic rebounded off and slide across the hard wood floor as his father slumped against the bookcase.
Frederic groaned in pain as he stood up again, looking around quickly. A small ping of quilt shot through him as he recognized the building as the towns library.
Richard coughed and stood up, "Why you little bitch!"
Frederic growled, "I will make you pay for hurting those ponies! They did nothing to deserve this!"
Richard got into a fighting stance, "Okay then, come at me."
Frederic yelled in rage as he flew forward.
Grace six minutes earlier
Grace flew forward, hoof raised.
Jun laughed loudly, "Bring it on girl!"
She threw her hoof forward, but gasped when he caught it,
"Oh, come on bitch, I though you were tough?" He said with a smirk.
He pulled her hoof to the side and punched her square in the face, leaving a burn mark on her face.
She recoiled slightly, but recovered enough to flare her wings and throw black flames into Jun's face.
Jun jumped back, not expecting the flames, "Ah, girly gots some tricks up her sleeve."
Grace struck a fighting pose and glared, "You better fucking believe it!"
Jun laughed and jumped forward, throwing a punch.
Grace easily caught it and smirked, "You fight just like Lance."
Jun smiled, "Oh? You mean I did fight like Lance. I'm so much more powerful now, thanks to Nightmare!"
His hoof flared red hot, causing Grace to pull her hoof back.
Jun smirked and punched her in the chest, hard. She stumbled back a foot before he reached out and grabbed her by the mane.
She winced slightly and threw her body forward, crashing into his.
He lost his grip on her and stumbled a bit.
Grace grabbed him back the neck and flew upward, "I'll show you what kind of tricks this girl has up her sleeve!"
She flew up till she was as high as the shield would allow and looked down. Her eyes widened as she saw the whole town being blown apart.
"No..."
Jun smiled and took her moment of shock as an opportunity to strike. He broke her grasp and flew forward, slamming her into the black shield.
She out out a pain gasp as he pressed her harder and harder into the shield.
Jun pulled back slightly and began to hammer away at her mid section with his burning hooves.
Grace's vision wavered slightly, on the verge of passing out.
But, a sudden burst of energy from Kill and Joy caused her to grab Jun by the throat and slam her head into his.
Jun coughed as his air flow was cut off by Grace's tight grip.
"You... you bastard!" She screamed in his face as she flew towards the ground.
She began to pick up speed, but there wasn't enough time to perform a Necro Flare, so she just threw him into the ground and pulled up before she too hit the ground. She quickly looped around and flew back to him, wincing as a building off to the side exploded.
When she neared, she saw Jun trying to stand up. But she didn't give him the chance.
She slammed into him and began to show him a woman's touch. As in, she began to beat the living hell out of him. She slammed her hooves into every exposed part of his body, even the valuables. She didn't hold back, she was letting her anger take over.
A full thirty seconds later, she stopped and lifted him up to eye level, "Have you had enough you fucking piece of shit?"
Jun looked at her, then past her. A smile began to play on his face.
"What?!" She screamed into his face, "What is so..."
*KABOOM*
Grace's body was suddenly sent flying to the side from a sudden impact from Violent Inferno, who had just taken care of his opponent.
Grace slammed into a building and rebounded off, slamming into the ground with a loud crack, out cold.
Jun coughed up a large amount of blood and looked up at Inferno, "What took you so long?"
Inferno only looked at him, "I was having what you call fun. I see you had your share of fun."
Jun rolled his eyes and stood up, "Oh, haha, fuck you."
Greg
Greg began to run forward, but shrugged and trotted over to the black serpent pony.
When he reached it, he just stopped and looked at it.
It looked back at him, not moving.
Greg pulled out a blunt and lit it and put it in his mouth.
The black serpent pony hissed and moved forward, holding it's hoof out, ready to grab Greg by the neck.
As it's hoof neared him, Greg calmly pulled out his blunt and jammed the burning end into it's hoof, causing it to pull it back with a loud hiss of pain.
"No, bad snake!" Greg yelled, picking up a stick with his magic and hitting the pony on the head, "You do not touch me!"
The black serpent pony hissed in anger and stepped forward.
*Smack*
"What did I just say?!" Greg yelled, pull his hoof back, "Do you want another bitch slap? I didn't think so!"
The serpent pony stomped it's hoof and jumped forward, wrapping it's dark tail around Greg's throat.
Greg coughed as the air was cut off to his brain. Before he passed out, he smirked, "Huh, you're choking me with your dick? That's just nice."
Seconds later, the serpent pony dropped Greg's unconscious body. It then hissed and shook it's head.
Lance, present time
Now, play this
Nightmare grabbed me by the throat and pulled me up to face him, "Just give up! It's useless!"
I shook my head, "Oh, it's not useless, not yet!"
I brought my back legs up and gave him a sharp kick to the chest, causing him to drop me.
When I hit the ground, I swept my back legs under him, causing him to fall to the ground. I then sprang forward and began to stomp on his chest, making him grunt in pain each time.
Before I could begin to stomp on his head, he rolled to the side and grabbed my right foreleg as I came down.
He smiled at me and jumped to his feet, "Going up!" He then threw me straight up.
I began to open my wings, but a sudden forced brought me straight down... straight down on his horns.
I screamed out in pain as each horn penetrated my chest and came out the other side.
"How do you like that you son of a whore?!" Val yelled as he stumbled towards us, his horn still glowing.
Nightmare laughed evilly as he began to toss his head back and forth, causing me intense pain.
My vision began to swim as the pain became to much for me to handle.
[Hang on Lance, I got this.]
My eyes shot open in determination and I spread my wings, breaking Val's hold on me. I flapped them hard, sending me straight up.
I coughed and wheezed as the wounds began to slowly heal. It was a painful process, but worth it.
After a few seconds, I forced myself to land and face them, "Come on you two... give me your best."
Nightmare smiled and rubbed his chin, "Oh, this is interesting."
Before I could ask what he meant, Frederic's beaten body was tossed in front of me. It landed with a heavy thud, sending a chill down my back.
I looked up and saw a badly beaten Richard hovering in the air, "That boy had some fight in him. To bad I'm not allowed to kill him... yet."
I watched as he landed next the other two.
"You will pay for that!" I yelled as I took a step forward, but was stopped when Jun and Inferno flew up behind the others, each one holding an unconscious body on their back.
Inferno laughed as he dropped Peter in front of himself and looked at me with an amused face.
Jun dropped Grace and gave her a hard kick in the side. He then looked at me and smiled happily.
No.... how could they have beaten them... They will pay!
As I took a few steps forward, the serpent pony walked up, holding Greg above him with his tail.
He tossed him onto the ground and sighed.
I looked at all my friends beaten bodies, anger boiling up inside of me.
The group of six in front of me laughed at my angered expression.
"Okay Lance, time for a deal." Nightmare said with a smirk.
I glared at him, "I will not make a deal with you!"
He smiled and picked up Grace and held a claw to her throat, "Oh, I think you will."
I began to tremble, feeling fear for my friends, "Fine, what is this 'deal'?"
They all smiled as Nightmare began to speak.
"You come with us and we don't hurt your friends. But, if you refuse..." He drug his claw across Grace's throat slightly, drawing a small amount of blood, "We'll kill all of them."
Hot tears formed in my eyes as I weighed my options. I don't want to go with them... but, I don't want my friends to die...
I looked around at the burning remains of Ponyville and all the ponies laying around injured or trying to get to safety.
There really is only one thing I can do...
I hung my head and forced myself out of Holy Dawn, "Fine... I'll go with you... just leave them alone."
They all laughed victoriously.
"Excellent!" Val yelled out.
"Val, give him your most powerful knock out spell." Nightmare said as he dropped Grace.
"With pleasure!" He said, pointing his horn at me.
A beam of magic shot out and slammed into me. I was knocked backwards, falling to the ground.
Seconds later, my vision faltered and I passed out.
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"Oh, this was too easy!" Jun yelled out happily.
Nightmare smiled and looked at Inferno, "Go get his body, I want to start working on him as soon as possible."
Inferno gave a nod and trotted off to retrieve Lance.
Nightmare looked over at Val, "Drop the shield when we're back at the castle. I don't want any of his friends getting in here till it's to late."
"Yes sir!" Val said as he did a small dance of victory.
Nightmare looked at the devastated town and smirked, "Lance, he's such a fool."
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Discord,Main 6,Original Character,Princess Celestia,Princess Luna,Human,Adventure,Comedy,Drama,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Death,Gore,Profanity,Sex,Violence
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Living The Dream
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When the world ends, a young man gets a chance to relive his life in the world of Equestria.
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incomplete
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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2012-08-28T00:41:18+00:00
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2023-11-24T17:32:51+00:00
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Chapter 124
[*Groan* Ow, my head...]
<It feels like I'm drunk...>
[... Where are we?]
I groan loudly as I open my eyes. At first, everything is blurry and out of focus. But, after a few seconds, I could make out a few details.
I was in a large stone room with windows on either side, and what looked to be a display off to the right. Artificial light shown down all around me, leaving barely any shadows.
After a few seconds, I begin to push my self up. But, once I was on all fours, I threw my head up to look around and... slammed into a shield.
The shield shimmered black upon impact and stayed a light black.
"Well shit." I muttered, looking around from a slightly crouched position.
[This is not good.]
<Uh, I don't know if you two know this but... Teleportation!>
I facehoofed and chuckled, of course.
I formed an image of my room at my house and... nothing.
What?!
I tried again, and was met with the same results.
Oh this can't be happening!
"Ah, you're awake." Val said smugly as he walked into the room.
I looked at him and glared, "Where am I?"
He smirked and trotted up to the shield and towered over me, "Why does it matter? You should be more worried about what Nightmare has planned for you instead."
"Like what?" I questioned, eyeing him with clear hatred.
He just smiled and turned, "You'll see." And with that, he trotted off, leaving me alone.
I sighed and looked around, looking for a way to escape. But sadly, that was impossible.
I hung my head and felt a tear in my eye. It rolled down my face and fell to the ground, where it sizzled against the shield.
"Why? Why can't I have one break? All I want to do is spend one decent day with my family and not have to worry about all this danger..." I sniffled before continuing, "At least everyone else is okay... no, not everyone..." More tears began to run down my face as I remembered seeing the town being blown to pieces.
"All those innocent ponies... that wasn't their fight... they didn't deserve to die." I choked back more tears as I remembered all the ponies who I knew and loved.
"Oh, this is priceless! The great Lance, crying." Nightmare said with a large smirk as he stood over me.
I looked up with hate filled eyes and snarled, "Why?! Why did you have to attack us on this day?! Why couldn't you have told us to meet you out in the forest like last time?!"
He smiled and patted the shield, "Why not? We wanted a high body count, and that was the best way to get it."
I yelled in anger and slammed into the shield, "YOU BASTARD!"
He laughed and turned to face Val and Violent Inferno, who had just walked into the room.
"Val, are you ready for the transfer?"
Val nodded his head and looked at me with a evil smirk.
"Transfer?" I muttered.
Nightmare swirled around to face me and grinned, "Oh yes, the transfer."
I raised an eyebrow and frowned, "Transfer as in?"
"You know that little trick you have, the one where you regenerate and heal yourself?" He questioned, face twitching into a smile.
I resist the urge to gulp and nodded.
He smirked and watched as Val positioned himself next to my shielded prison.
"Well, Val here knows a little trick to transfer that over to me. Sadly, for you anyway, you'll no longer have this ability." He smiled smugly as I growled in anger. "And, after this transfer is done, we'll move on to a few of your other ability's."
I stomped the ground, "That's not possible!"
<It's possible Lance...>
{I KNOW!! I just don't want to believe it...}
Nightmare tilted his head back laughing, "We'll see."
Ten minutes earlier
"NO! NOOOO!" Twilight screamed as she pounded against the large black shield that encased Ponyville.
Giro looked into the shield and felt a pang of quilt as he looked at the burning remains of the once peaceful town. This was his fault. He had given Lance the wrong information, and so many innocents had paid for it.
"Now!" Omnius yelled out as he and a few other unicorns shot beams of magic at the shield, trying to bring it down.
Giro looked around at all the ponies who had been outside of the shield at the time it went up, and at all of Lance's friends who were desperately trying to break it down.
Twilight continued to scream out, slamming her hooves against the shield in anger.
Giro slowly walked up behind her and put a hoof on her shoulder, "Twilight, please, calm down."
She twisted around and yelled out in anger, tears streaming down her face, "Calm down?! How can I be calm when I just saw my husband get taken by Nightmare?!"
Giro felt another pang of guilt, "I'm sorry..."
She began to scream, but stopped herself, "Giro... it wasn't your fault. I just want my husband to be okay."
Giro gave a slight nod, "I'll find Lance, I promise."
Twilight's gaze suddenly hardened, "You know where he is, don't you?"
Giro looked away, "Yes..."
Twilight turned his head back to face her, "You're taking me with you."
Giro looked into her eyes and said in a serious voice, "No, I will not allow..."
Twilight stomped her hoof and pointed it at him, "You're taking me with you and that's final!"
Giro gulped and clenched his teeth, "... Alright, if you come, you stay behind me."
Twilight smiled slightly and turned to face her friends, who had trotted over to them as they had their slight fight.
"Are ya okay Twi?" Applejack asked with a look of concern.
Twilight nodded and pointed towards the shield. "Listen girls, we know where Lance is. Giro and I are going to go find him. I want you girls to stay here and help the ponies in need."
"Now look." Applejack said sternly as she eyed her friend, "We're not gonna allow you ta run off and face all those guys by yer selves. If ya go, we go."
The other's nodded their heads in agreement.
Twilight held a hoof to her face, "If you all come, we'll only be..."
"Twilight." Giro said as he looked at the group.
She turned to face him, frowning.
"I think we'll need their help with this."
She raised an eyebrow, "Why?"
He waved his hoof over them all, "You're all the elements of harmony. That's the most powerful weapon we have against them. We're taking them with us."
She began to say something, but Giro shook his head, silencing her.
Twilight sighed and turned to her friends, "Rainbow Dash."
Rainbow Dash looked up at her and stood up straight.
"Go to Canterlot and get the elements of harmony. Once you have them, bring them back here."
Rainbow Dash saluted, "On it!" She then spun around and shot into the air, heading at top speed towards Canterlot.
She then looked at the others, "While she's gone, we're going to help as many ponies as we can when that shield goes down."
Giro smiled a little as they all gave a small cheer.
Not all ponies are bad... like they are in his future.
Two minutes later, a minute after the shield came down
Giro trotted down the street, looking at the burning remains of the buildings. A few ponies stumbled around, blood covering a few.
The sight was painful for him, he'd know many of those ponies.
After he cleared the streets and came to the center of the town, where most of the fighting must have taken place, he saw a few ponies laying close together.
When he was closer, he recognized them as his friends, or, the ponies who were his friends in the future.
Only one of them was standing, Frederic. He was looking around, tears coated his face.
Giro looked down at the others and winced when he saw Grace. Her right foreleg was twisted in an awkward angle, clearly broken, and bruises and cuts covered her body.
Peter's face was slightly swollen, blood seeping out of his broken snout.
Greg.... didn't have a scratch on him, only a large bruise around his neck.
Frederic tilted his head up to the sky, "This is my fault..."
Giro shook his head and put a hoof on his side, "No it's not. If it's anyone's, it's mine."
Frederic looked down at him sadly, "I could have beaten my father.... I just refused to actually use the skills he taught me back on earth."
Giro cocked his head slightly and raised an eyebrow, "He taught you skills? Why would he do that?"
Frederic sighed and hung his head, "My father always wanted me to be part of the family business. He kept forcing me to take all those fighting classes. He made sure I learned how to fight hand to hand... but... I told myself I would never use what he made me learn... I'm so stupid."
Giro put on a reassuring smile, "You're not stupid, you just did what you thought was best. If you..."
Frederic sliced a hoof through the air and flared his horn, causing a saddlebag to lift off of the stage and float over to himself, "I will no longer go about this peacefully! If he want's to hurt and kill others, then I'll just have to stoop to his level!"
Before Giro could ask, Frederic pulled out a rune and focused his magic on it. A bright light flash, causing Giro to look away.
When Giro looked back, his eyes widened in awe. Frederic was dressed in a full on suit of steel colored armor, the same one he had used on that night so long ago when Cody was trying to kill him. He still had the two swords by his side, each one with the name 'Sanger' and 'Yolosh' carved into the side of the sheath.
"You still have that?" Giro said in slight awe.
Frederic looked at him, half his face hidden behind the metal mask, "Of course, I knew I would need it." He then leaned forward, becoming deadly serious, "Now, were are they."
"Can you wait till..."
He stomped his hoof and growled slightly, "Tell me!"
Giro recoiled and pointed towards the Everfree Forest, "They're at the Nightmare Castle, the one from the show."
Frederic closed his eyes, "Thank you." He then turned and lowered his head, "I'm going to make him pay for all the pain he's caused."
His head snapped up and he shot forward suddenly flying at a high speed towards the Everfree forest.
Giro took a step after him, but the groans from Peter stopped him. Instead, he moved to the side and kneeled down next to Peter, "Peter, can you hear me?"
Peter groaned again and gave a weak nod.
Giro put a hoof on his shoulder, "Hang in there. Help will be here soon."
Over to the side, Grace let out a weak whimper as she sat up and looked at her broken foreleg.
Giro stood and rushed over to her, "No, stay down Grace."
She began to protest, but allowed him to lay her back down.
Giro stood and looked around, watching as the uninjured ponies ran around helping the hurt ones. A few were carrying either unconscious or.. dead ponies on their backs.
He sighed and carefully picked up Grace and then Peter.
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Twilight strained herself as she lifted a pile of rubble off of a pony. When it was lifted high enough, she threw her head to the side, sending it into the street. She then galloped forward and kneeled down next to the pony.
The pony coughed and looked up at her, forcing a pained smile, "Thank you..."
Twilight smiled back and stood up. She then levitated the pony up and began to walk towards the medical tent, holding the pony in front of her.
The medical tent had been thrown up in a hast, already full of ponies. It wasn't enough for everypony, but it was better than nothing.
As she reached it, she laid the pony down on a open cot and turned to leave.
But, Giro stepped in front of her, "Twilight, we have to leave as soon as possible."
She looked to the side and saw Grace and Peter on two separate cots, both resting.
"Why? Don't we have to wait for Rainbow Dash to get back?" She asked as she turned her attention back to Giro.
Giro frowned, "Frederic, he ran off to face his father... alone."
Twilight's eyes widened in shock, "He did what?! He can't do this alone!"
Giro nodded, "I know, that's why we must leave now!"
Twilight looked around and yelled out to one of her friends, "Rarity!"
Rarity looked up and saw Peter. As she made her way to him, she answered, "Yes dear?"
"Tell the girls that me and Giro are going to go now."
Rarity stopped and eyed her friend, "Now? Why now?"
"Frederic's already ran off." She said simply as she began to push Giro out of the tent.
When they were outside of the tent, Twilight started to gallop towards the forest, "Come on! We'll be there in fifteen minutes if we hurry!"
"Or five if we fly." Giro said as he galloped to catch up.
"Fly?" Twilight said as she came to a stop and looked at him strangely, "But, you don't have wings. That's one of the differences between my Lance and you."
Giro chuckled and grabbed the edge of his cloak, "Oh? That's not one of the differences between us." He then yanked the cloak off and tossed it to the side, revealing a pair of strong wings.
Twilight sighed and shook her head, "I should have known."
Giro turned to the side and lowered himself, "Well, come on then, we don't have much time."
Twilight looked up and gave a single nod. She then climbed onto his back and shifted into a comfortable position.
Giro stood up and spread his wings, "Let's get this party started!"
He then took off into the air, flying as hard as he could towards the castle.
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Oh man, they didn't say this would be that painful!
I was currently curled up on the ground inside the shield, panting heavily. Apparently, that spell he uses causes physical exhaustion.
So far, they've taken my ability to regenerate and my ability to teleport. I don't know what's next though.
Nightmare and Val was currently laughing together, making a joke or something.
I look towards the window and see a flash. Lighting. Looks like a storm is rolling in.
"Do you think you can take his immortality?" Nightmare asked Val.
I shrugged, "I don't know, that's the hardest thing to take from someone. I tried to take my brothers, but failed. I may be able to, but it'll take a while."
Nightmare looked at me and smirked, "Don't worry, we have all the time in the world."
I gulped audibly, if they take that, then... I don't want to think about it.
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Frederic flew down the path, a pissed off look on his face.
He was nearing the castle, only a few more minutes to go.
Above him, he heard the sound of thunder and felt a drop of water hit his face as he sped down the narrowing path.
He didn't pay attention to it, but, he did pay attention to the sudden flash of movement off to his side.
Before he could turn his head, something slammed into him and sent him flying off the path and into a patch of bushes and trees.
He slammed into a fairly large tree and completely tore it out of the ground as his body soared through the air.
Frederic growled and twisted in mid air and landed on all fours, facing his attacker.
Richard landed a few yards away and smiled, "You can still stand after the beating I gave ya? Impressive." He then smirked as he looked Frederic over, "Armor and swords? Really boy? You always was a fucking geek about that stuff."
Frederic drew his two swords with his magic and held them in front of himself, "No more games! We're going to end this, right here, right now!"
Richard flexed out his talons and grinned, "So, you've finally grown a actual pair? You're ready to take on your old man in a fight to the death?"
Frederic leaned down into a fighting stance, "I should have done this the first time we fought!"
Richard laughed and also leaned down into a fighting stance, "Oh? As I remember, the first time we fought was back on earth, and we both know how that ended for you."
Frederic let out a low growl, "This time, it won't be me who taste the cold steel of a blade!"
Richard chuckled and tensed, "Of course it won't be Freddy."
Richard then shot forward, talons raised.
Frederic also shot forward, both of his swords raised and ready to strike.
They reached each other and...
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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Sorry Iron Clad, I kinda couldn't figure out how to do that plot idea, so I improvised.
Chapter 125
Frederic brought the swords down towards Richard. Richard held up his talons and caught the blades in his paws, causing a small amount of blood to drizzle down his arms.
He smirked and pulled the swords out of Frederic's grasp and tossed them to the side.
Frederic changed his tactics quickly and slammed his head forward, barely missing Richard's neck.
Richard laughed crazily as he dodged to the side and grabbed Frederic's neck. He pulled him backwards and dug his talons deep into Frederic's shoulder blade.
Frederic hissed in pain as he twisted around and slammed his metal covered hoof into his father's face. The force of the impact caught Richard off guard and caused his head to snap back.
Frederic used his magic to pull Richard's talons out of his shoulder and held him up in front of him, "I told you I would make you pay!"
He forced more magic onto Richard's arm, causing it to bent backwards. Seconds later, it snapped with a sickening crack.
Richard yelled out in pain and struck out with his one good arm.
His talons dug into the left side of Frederic's face, penetrating the metal and smashing through his flesh.
Frederic let out a small yelp of pain and forced magic into his horn, he then used that magic to blast Richard backwards, sending him crashing through a few trees.
Frederic brought a hoof up to his face and winced when he touched exposed muscle and bone. He felt something fall onto his hoof and when he pulls it back, he almost screams in horror.
Because, in his hoof was his left eye, completely destroyed.
Richard laughed hoarsely as he tried to stand back up, blood dripping out of his mouth.
Frederic glared at him with clear hatred and stumbled forward, blood pouring down his face at a steady pace.
Richard took a step forward, but a sudden flash of metal caught his eye as Frederic used his magic to launch one of the discarded swords towards him.
The blade embedded it's self in Richard's side, going through his right kidney.
Frederic then used his magic to pick up Richard and slammed him into the ground. He then brought the second sword up and held it against his father's throat.
Richard forced a smile through bloody teeth, "Yes, kill me! If you think you can."
Frederic snarled and lifted the sword, "Oh no, death is to good for you." Frederic's horn flared a bright red.
A second later, a large pool of molten steel appeared off to the side.
Richard looked at it with a horror stricken face, "You wouldn't?"
Frederic lifted him up and swung him over the boiling pool of molten steel, "Oh, I wouldn't dream of doing this to a person..." He then glared, "But, I don't consider you a person. YOU MONSTER!"
He then began to lower his father into the pit.
As his body began to enter the liquid metal, Richard smirked at his son, "Like father, like son."
Frederic only clenched his teeth and dropped his father, allowing him to sink in to the metal.
He waited a few seconds before pulling him out, now encased in a magical type of metal.
He dropped it onto the ground and turned. But, only took two steps before falling to the ground, exhausted.
"Who's the weak one now..." He muttered as his horn flared, trying to stop the bleeding on his face.
ooo000<^>000ooo
Giro flew in low as they neared the castle.
He could see Jun trotting around the court yard, talking to himself.
He landed a few meters from the base of the castle and dropped Twilight. When she hit the ground and stood up, he pointed at a window, "Listen Twilight, I want you to get inside through that window and find Lance. But, when you do, don't do anything! I mean it! I only want you to make a sort of distraction to make them leave the room he's in. I'll take care of them once I'm done with Jun."
Twilight frowned, but nodded her head before galloping off to the window.
Giro twisted in mid air and flew towards the courtyard, ready to take out the weakest of the group. His plan was simple: Take them out one at a time.
He landed behind a fallen stone pillar and watched as Jun continued to trot around, chatting to no one.
Giro raised an eye and jumped over the pillar and shot towards Jun.
Jun's ear's twitched as he heard the flap of wings, but before he could turn, Giro slammed into him.
Giro twisted around as they flew through the air and grabbed Jun by the neck. He then threw his hoof downward, causing Jun's face to drag against the cobblestone ground.
Up ahead, he saw a low stone wall.
He smiled and flapped his wings harder. Before he reached it, he threw Jun forward and caused him to slam face first into the stone wall, literally breaking through half of the large stone.
Giro forced himself to stop in mid flight and twisted around and flew back to Jun.
He landed next to him and winced at the sight.
Jun's snout was pressed back a little, bone sticking out the top of his snout. Many of his teeth were broken or split.
Jun was saying something, but Giro couldn't hear him.
He reached down and picked him up by the mane, "Damn, yo face messed up brotha!" Giro said in his best street voice.
He then drug Jun over to the cliff and just tossed him over it, removing him from the battle.
Giro let out a sigh and turned back to the castle and galloped towards it.
But, someone yelled out, stopping him dead in his tracks.
He turned and smiled, "Finally! Come on everyone! We have a castle to purge!"
Twilight pulled herself through the stone window and landed on the other side with a soft thud.
She stood up and rubbed her shoulder, which took the full blunt of the small fall. She shook it off and silently moved down the hallway, looking for any sign of Lance.
She looked in a few rooms, but all were empty.
She was getting annoyed till she heard voices up ahead.
After a few seconds of silent trotting, she came to the large open door and peered in.
Inside, she saw Nightmare and Val talking next to a shield. Inside the shield was... Lance! She resisted the urge to gallop into the room.
She surveyed the room and saw Violent Inferno standing off to the side, talking to a black serpent pony, or, it looked like he was trying to talk to it.
She looked back at Nightmare and Val, who were both laughing as Lance glared up at them angrily.
"Do it now Val! Give me his immortality!" Nightmare said in a booming voice.
Val smiled and pointed his horn at Lance's shield. "Yes sir!"
When Val's horn flared and shot a beam at the shield, Lance began to scream out in pain. His body tensed up and shook violently.
This was to much for Twilight to take, she couldn't stand back and watch as Lance suffered.
She gritted her teeth and stepped into the room, catching the eye of Violent Inferno, who instantly shot towards her.
She shot him a rage filled stare and her horn flared a bright white.
Inferno stopped in mid air and shot upward. His body slammed into the stone ceiling with a sickening thud. Before he could fall, she threw his body at the serpent pony, sending both of them tumbling.
She shifted her gaze back at Nightmare and Val, who had stopped the spell and was staring at her.
"I knew you'd be here sooner or later." Nightmare said in a smug tone.
Twilight growled and slammed her hoof against the ground, her face a light with rage.
Her horn flared again and she shot a beam out, which hit Nightmare and blew straight through his chest.
He winced slightly, but the wound quickly closed.
"Ah, thank you Lance for being so foolish and giving yourself up." Nightmare remarked as he smirked.
Before Twilight could react, Nightmare disappeared and reappeared in front of her.
She gasped and tried to cast a spell, but he reached down and grabbed her horn, cutting her magic off.
He laughed loudly as he lifted her up and brought her face a inch from his, "You stupid girl! Did you think you alone could face me?"
Twilight winced in pain as he jerked her to the side.
He smiled and shook his head, "What? Did you think the power of friendshipwould save you? Let me tell you this, you were lucky the first time! You may have forced me out of Luna's body, but nothing can stop me in my pure form!"
Twilight growled and put her hoof in his face, "If you so much as hurt Lance..."
"You'll what?" He said smugly.
Twilight glared at him, trying to come up with a plan.
Nightmare laughed, "Exactly!"
He then threw her to the ground and put his foot on her chest, forcing the air out of her lungs.
He began to laugh with a crazy tone.
Twilight's face turned red as her chest was forced down lower and lower.
*KABOOM*
A bright light filled the room, followed by the sound of a large explosion.
Nightmare turned his head to see Lance, standing straight up, his hooves and mane aflame. His eyes burned with intense hate and fire.
Val was laying next to him, holding his throat, coughing like crazy.
Nightmare stopped applying pressure to Twilight's chest and stared at Lance.
ooo000<^>000ooo
Twilight?
What's she doing here? She shouldn't be here!
[Damn, she took out Inferno and that black pony like it was nothing.]
{Yeah! But now Nightmare has her in his grip! We have to do something.}
[Oh, I've got something, but it's dangerous. I don't know how our body will react to it.]
<Do you mean...>
[Yes, Holy Breaking Dawn.]
{Do it! I don't care about myself, I will not allow him to hurt her.}
[One second!]
I watched as Nightmare said a few things to Twilight.
If he hurts her... He will die!
I was staying as calm as I could...
Till he threw her on the ground and slammed his foot onto her chest.
I instantly jumped to my hooves, ignoring that I had just slammed my head into the shield.
He. Will. DIE!
I began to breath heavily, eyes twitching crazily. I forgot about everything else, just focusing on my intense rage towards Nightmare.
[NOW!]
I yelled out as I forced myself to change into my Holy Dawn, but this time, I felt Break slide into control also.
As soon as I was fully changed, a sudden shock wave shoot out from my body, completely destroying the shield around me.
Time seemed to slow down as Val's head turned towards me, eyes wide.
My hoof shot forward and slammed into his throat, breaking his wind pipe upon contact.
As he fell, I turned my attention back to Nightmare and stomped my hoof, causing a loud boom to be heard.
He turned, a look of shock on his face.
I began to breath in heavily and pointed at him, "Get off of her!"
He looked down at Twilight, who was struggling to breath and smirked, "How about this: You turn off that little power and..."
*BOOOM*
He suddenly flew off of her and slammed into the wall with a loud crack.
I looked down at Twilight and pointed to the door, "Get out of here!"
She wheezed and nodded.
I looked at Nightmare and waited for him to stand.
He looked at me and just smiled.
[TRYING TO SNEAK UP ON US?]
I spun around and slammed my hoof into the serpent's ponies face, instantly smashing through it's face. It stumbled back, head missing. It stopped and suddenly dissolved into a pile of sludge.
Violent Inferno flew towards me and slammed his right hoof into my face. I only growled and grabbed his hoof and twisted it backwards, breaking it in two places.
He yelped in pain as I twisted him around and wrapped his broken leg around his neck.
I looked over at Nightmare as I held Inferno, "I would never kill another person or pony. And as far as I'm concerned, I still haven't killed anyone." I pulled Inferno's leg to the side, breaking his neck.
I dropped him and turned to face Nightmare, "I don't see you guys as people. I see you as a plague. I feel no remorse in my actions here."
I took a step forward, "As an angel, it's my job to protect others from the plague that is evil. And, if killing all of you is the only way to do that. Then that's how it's going to be."
Nightmare laughed, a bit nervous, "You can't kill me, I have you're regeneration." He then smirked, "Besides..." He suddenly disappeared and reappeared holding Twilight, "I know you're weakness."
I growled in complete anger and shot forward with intense speed.
Nightmare tossed Twilight at me, laughing evilly.
I stopped in mid flight and caught her.
Bad move... very bad move.
Nightmare appeared behind me and slammed both of his hands into my head, causing me to drop Twilight.
"You would do anything to protect her, huh?" He said with a happy tone.
He then grabbed my right wing and picked me up, "Such a fool!"
He then put his other hand on the base of my wing and pushed down.
I screamed out in pain, trying to regain control of my actions.
"Lance!" Someone yelled out.
Before I could look up, a loud tearing sound echoed through the room as my wing was separated from my body.
I let out a loud scream of pain as I fell to the floor, a searing pain shooting through my body.
"You bastard!" Someone yelled out.
I looked up lazily to see Shadow Breeze shot over me and slam into Nightmare.
I turned my head and saw him slamming his hooves into Nightmare, breaking bone with each hit. But, thanks to my failure, Nightmare's body just healed the wounds as soon as they happened.
He laughed and grabbed Shadow by the torso and slammed his head into his. Shadow's body went limp as Nightmare tossed him to the side.
"SHADOW!" Fluttershy screamed out.
I quickly looked back to see Applejack holding back Fluttershy, who was trying to get to Shadow. I saw Twilight standing amount them.
Thank God! She was smart enough to get away from me and Nightmare.
<Come on Break! We have to get Lance back up!>
[I'm trying Dawn! It's hard! I'm trying to keep the pain from spreading!]
"Who's next?" Nightmare asked as he looked at my friends.
"Me!" I yelled out as a sudden surge of energy shot through my body.
I shot upwards and slammed my hoof into his jaw, sending him flying backwards.
I quickly turned to face the others, "Twilight! You have to use the elements on him!"
She gave a quick nod and turned to Rainbow Dash, "Where are the elements?"
Rainbow Dash's eyes widened as she looked around, "Oh buck! Where are they?"
"Over here." Nightmare said, holding up a box.
My eyes widened, he has the elements!
"Lance, follow me!" Giro yelled as he shot ahead and flew towards Nightmare.
I winced as I tried to flap my wings and felt the broken bone poke at my flesh. Instead, I just galloped towards Nightmare.
I could hear someone else running up behind me, but I focused on Nightmare.
Giro reached Nightmare first and made a grab for the box.
Nightmare pulled the box back swiftly and grabbed Giro with his free hand. He then used his claws to dig into his sides, drawing blood on each side.
Giro winced in pain and made another grab for the box.
Nightmare twisted Giro around and tossed him towards one of the windows.
Before he could turn back around, I slammed my hoof into his gut and grabbed the box out of his grasp. But, before I could turn and run, he grabbed my burning mane and slammed my head into his knee. I tossed the box to the side and pushed forward with my back legs, slamming into him again.
He grunted and reached down and grabbed my waist. He lifted me up and slammed me head first into the stone floor.
Stars filled my vision as he slammed my head into the floor again.
"Yo! Nightmare!" I heard someone who could only be Omnius yell out.
Nightmare and I looked towards the voice. Nightmare gasped in shock, while I wheezed in victory.
Omnius had grabbed the box after I had thrown it and taken it back to the girls, who were all wearing the elements.
I looked up at Nightmare and forced a smirk, "You're so fucked."
I then twisted, breaking out of his grasp and jumped towards him. But, instead of slamming into him, I swung around to his back and latched onto him.
"Do it Twi!" I yelled out, using all my energy to hold Nightmare in place.
I couldn't see them, but I could hear the elements coming to life. Seconds later, I heard them fire.
I looked up and saw the beam of rainbow magic hit the ceiling and arc straight for me and Nightmare.
Seconds before it hit, I jumped backwards and watched as the beam slammed into Nightmare and began to swirl around him.
He yelled out and tried to get out of it, but it closed in on him and forced him to stay put. A second later, they swirled upward into a mini tornado.
I watched as it slowly died down, and as it disappeared, I saw the stone form of Nightmare, a look of horror on his frozen face.
I smiled as I stood up and stumbled slightly towards Twilight and the others.
The girls were currently trying to stand up, exhausted from using the elements.
Omnius smiled at me as he quickly ran past me to help Shadow and Giro.
I stumbled over to Twilight and collapsed, finally allowed to rest.
I forced myself out of my angel slash Breaking Dawn form and began to pant loudly.
[We did it Dawn.]
<Yes, together.>
[Oh no, don't you get all hug happy on me.]
<Come on, I think this calls for it.>
[Fine, but a quick one!]
Break and Dawn quickly hugged each other and broke apart, acting natural.
Twilight sat up and looked me over, "Lance... your wing."
I closed my eyes and whimpered despite myself, "I know..."
She placed her horn to it and sent a small surge of energy through my body. I felt the pain recede as she stopped the bleeding and closed the wound.
"Thanks..." I muttered, tears still rolling down my face.
She put a hoof on my back and gently rubbed it, "Don't worry Lance, we'll get you a new wing."
I opened my eyes and smiled weakly, "Really?"
She nodded and leaned down and nuzzled my cheek, "Yep. I promise."
I forced myself to sit up and looked at the girls, who were all looking at the carnage of the previous battle.
"Hey Lance, where's Val?" Omnius yelled out.
I pointed to where he had fallen, but raised an eyebrow. He was no longer there.
What happened to him? I know for sure that I broke his windpipe, I'm sure you can't live after that.
"Strange." Omnius remarked as he lifted Shadow up and helped him walk over to Fluttershy.
I sighed and looked at Twilight, "Twi, can you do something for me?"
She smiled and gave a nod, "What is it?"
I smiled and forced myself to stand, only grunting a few times, "You have to allow me to take you on a real date tomorrow."
She giggled and put her nose to mine, "I can do that."
I smiled and rubbed my nose against hers, "Excellent."
"Hey, love birds. If ya'll are done, we have some work ta do." Applejack called out, causing me and Twilight to chuckle.
"We'll resume this later." I said as I turned to see what I can do to help.
"I'll hold that to you." Twilight remarked as she trotted past me.
I smiled, but frowned when I saw my dismembered wing a few feet away. I can't believe he ripped it off...
[It could have been worst, so much worst.]
I smiled sadly, {I know... I know...}
~Section added circa 25 A.B. After popular demand~
Epilogue
Hours after the battle, smoke still rose from what little remained of Ponyville. Every single living resident had been evacuated, thanks to the efforts of Lance and Frederic. Leaving only an empty town to smolder as the night wore on.
The heroes of the night, Lance and his friends, had left for Canterlot to rest after the night's events. Opting to spend time with their families.
Yet, long after the last pony left the town, some rubble began to shift. With a grunt, a hoof breaks through debris, followed by a small filly pulling herself free. She was dirty and covered in bruises, but she was alive.
Exhausted, she looked around, expecting to see her family looking for her. However, all she saw was the rising smoke and the bodies of those who perished during the fighting.
“Hello…?” She called out. “Mom…? Dad…? Spark…?”
No answer came her way as she lowered her head. After some time, she began the long and grueling walk to Canterlot, limping as she went. Refusing to believe she’d been forgotten about.
Clearly they were still looking, they just took a break… right?
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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2012-08-28T00:30:36+00:00
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2012-08-28T00:30:36+00:00
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First off, sorry, I forgot this picture, so I had to unpublish it for a minute.
(This is the official art for Part 2. Everything in it will be involved at one point in the story.)
Yes, that was part one of 'Living the Dream'. And what a way to end it, a final battle against Nightmare.
My best work if you ask me.
Now, to get things straight:
No, this is not the end of 'Living the Dream', it is merely the end of part one and the beginning of part two. The story will continue on from this point, but set a few months later.
I know what I said, part two was going to be all about Spark and set after the death of Lance and Twilight. Well, that's now been changed over to either part 3 or 4. Each part is over 120 chapters, so, don't worry about this ending very soon.
Now, the point of this chapter, or post, is to summarize what happened after Nightmare Night. Pretty much just telling you all what happened, not much detail. This leaves much room for later plots.
I think that covers everything. So now, for the summary:
Summary of events since Nightmare Night
- It's been seven months since Nightmare Night. The date is some time in may.
- All the couples got married (It's five months, and they've been through a lot, only makes sense.)
- Lance loses his other wing in an accident and gets two prosthetic wings to replace his old ones. Also, Lance's bionic eye was fixed to look just like his other eye.
- Lance goes through a few troubling events, which causes a slight mental problem. Guilt.
- Mr. Bleak is still shying away from Adry.
- Mark ran off to the big city.
- Zane is still gone.
- Ditzy is pregnant.
- Frederic now wears a large eye patch over the left side of his face.
- Spark still can't figure his feelings for Nova out.
- Two new bronies showed up.
- Tovy is still in love with Lance (Creepy)
- Lance was forced to fight a weed monster that got out of Greg's 'lab'.
- Greg is starting a business (That can't be good)
- The town of Ponyville is currently trying to rebuilt its self.
- Lance's and Twilight's house was rebuilt to look exactly like it did before. But this time, it's only Lance and his family.
- Rainbow Dash had the twins. (The names are unknown till David tells me what he wants them to be named.)
- Chibi has opened an art gallery, full of art he has drawn.
- More has happened, but will be revealed later.
There you have it, the summary of the last seven months in LTD.
I will start part two tomorrow.
Also, part two will take place on this story, I'm not creating a whole new story for it.
I hope you enjoyed part one, and I hope you all enjoy part two.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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2012-08-28T00:45:33+00:00
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2023-12-22T04:31:32+00:00
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Beginning of Part 2
I was going to start a new story, but, decided against it. Doing this is so much easier. I'll split this story up after part 6
Chapter 1 (Chapter 126)
September 20th, 2014
Unknown Location
Lance's POV
Always me, huh?
I'm always the one who has to suffer hardship, just so the others can go on...
My heart is full of pain... and suffering...
I try to do the right thing... but... it always turns out to be the wrong thing.
Now.... he's dead... because of my mistake...
[I didn't know... I should have known...]
<I'm so sorry Lance...>
... Please, be quiet...
<Lance...>
Shut up, it's my fault! My friend is dead, BECAUSE OF ME! And now this!
Why.... I've done everything to prevent this...
I fought him... I defeated him... but...
Why? Just why?
He was my friend! I told him to believe in me! And look what happened to him! He's gone!
... Because he trusted me...
I...
Why?
Why did this happen?
Twilight... why have you done this? I... I though you loved me with all your heart?
I'm sorry... I had to do it... I just had to do it!
But... did you have to do this?
I love you, and you... do this...
[Lance... please, this wasn't your...]
FUCKING SHUT UP! It's all my fault! None of this would have happened if I hadn't agreed to that!
[Fuck it Lance! Think back to the beginning of all of this! If you do, you'll see it wasn't your fault!]
It was! I don't have to think back!
[Fucking do it Lance!]
NO!
[You've forced my hoof, I'm going to force us all to relive the past couple of months!]
Break, if you do that...
[To fucking late!]
Memories began to pour into my head, forcing me to relive everything!
-----Flashback-----
Lance's house, Canterlot
May 2, 2014
Lance's POV
"Wakey wakey Lance!" Twilight yelled in my face as she forced me to sit up.
"Wha? Why are you waking me up on a weekend?" I questioned as I rubbed my face sleepily.
Twilight giggled and tapped my forehead, "Remember? You promised to take Spark to the Wonderbolt's air show today."
I chuckled and rolled out of bed, "Yeah, I remember. Where is the awesome little guy?"
"Where do you think? He's been in the living room for the past thirty minutes waiting for you to wake up."
I smiled, "Aww, that's adorable." I chuckled, "And, I'm off!"
"Not before taking a shower first." Twilight said with a laugh as she watched me walk towards the door.
"Do I have too?" I questioned, a pathetic smile on my face.
She smirked, "Yes, you do."
I struck a pose, "Then I'm off to the shower!"
And with that, I ran down the hall and burst into the bathroom.
"Dad!" Fawn yelled as she fell onto her flank at the sudden intrusion.
I smiled sheepishly, "Oops, sorry Fawn... I didn't know you were in here..." I then smirked, "Learn to lock the door."
She groaned and stood up, "Learn to knock!"
"I will when you learn to flush."
She rolled her eyes and trotted past me, "Oh, put a sock in it dad."
Once she closed the door, I, smartly, locked the door.
I walked over to the mirror and looked at myself.
A sigh escaped my lips as I stretched out my prosthetic wings.
[Hey, at least they look a little cooler... right?]
<I miss our real ones....>
I shrugged it off and pulled them back to my side.
I'm already use to them, well... kinda.
After I turned the water on, I just sat down on my haunches outside of it, watching the water splash against the shower's floor.
<You okay, Lance?>
{... Yeah, I'm fine... just... remembering that night...}
[Lance, that was seven months ago, just let it go.]
{How can I? I saw so many innocent ponies die! Remember all the pain and suffering we saw when we returned to the destroyed remains of Ponyville?}
<Yes, we remember, it was horrible. But, we have to move on, for Twilight and the kids sake.>
{... I know, I'll move on... one day.}
I sighed heavily and stood up.
I guess I should get this shower over with and hurry up and get Spark to that show.
A/N: You have to understand this: all of Part 2 will be the flashback. Yes, a hundred chapters of a flashback, all leading back up to the point in which this chapter started on.
All events will lead to what you just read, the first part that is. So, the story will continue as usual, but, you all know it leads up to something.
Any questions? If so, just PM me or post below (I mean questions about this whole plot)
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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2012-08-28T00:46:00+00:00
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2023-12-22T04:32:25+00:00
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Something important came up, so I'm making this short. Sorry.
Also, I may have severe heart problems, yay me... That's why I cut this short... I'm off to the hospital.
Chapter 2 (Chapter 127)
"That was awesome!" Spark yelled as we walked out of the stadium.
I couldn't help but chuckle at him, "It sure was. Who knew Spitfire could do all those moves?"
"Pfft, those were her amateur moves. She has way more awesome moves than those!" He yelled in excitement, still jumping around me.
"Oh, and how do you know so much about her?" I asked, stopping in my tracks, an idea forming in my mind.
Spark twisted around and smiled, "Where do you think?"
"Rainbow Dash?" I asked.
He nodded happily, "Yep! She's told me everything about the Wonderbolt's!" He then chuckled, "Mom also bought me a few books."
I smirked, "So tell me Spark, what would you do if you saw your idol?"
He cocked his head, "What's an idol?"
I snickered slightly, "I mean, what would you do if you saw Spitfire in person?"
He shrugged, "I don't know... why?"
I turned around and began to trot towards the stadium again, "Oh, no reason."
"Dad? Where are you going?" Spark asked as he ran after me.
I smiled down at him as I walked, "You'll see, buddy."
I walked into the stadium and turned onto a side hallway. I followed this till I came to a set of stairs with a sign saying, "Private". I moved the sign out of the way and began to trot up the stairs.
"Um, dad. I don't think we're allowed up here." Spark said as he looked around nervously.
I chuckled and rumbled up his mane, "Don't worry, you're going to love this."
After reaching the top, I looked down two different hallways. I looked down the left one and saw a few doors with names on them. That has to be it.
But, before I could turn, Spark pointed to a sign, "Why is that whore on that pole?"
I put my hoof over his eye and drug him down the hall, "First off, who told you what a whore was? Second, that was just a pony climbing a pole.... in a alluring way..."
Spark broke from my grasp and smiled, "Dorchester told me about them. He also told me about something called a condom... what's a condom?"
I facehoofed, hard, "I'm so going to kill that guy when I see him again!" I then looked at Spark, "I'll tell you when you're older."
"But I am older! It's been a few seconds, so I'm a few seconds older!" He huffed, but with a small grin.
"Smart ass.. I mean, smart mouth." I said, giving him a small glare.
"Hey! What are you two doing up here?!" A rough voice called as a security stallion ran towards us.
"I knew it." Spark muttered.
I smirked, "And this is where plan B kicks in."
"Plan B?" Spark asked.
I nodded and grabbed his hoof, "Plan B." I then tossed him onto my back and trotted forward.
"Yo, officer."
He came to stop in front of me and held out his hoof, "I.D.'s?"
I shrugged, "Left them in my other pants."
"You're not wearing pants." He deadpanned.
I waved a hoof, "Exactly."
He facehoofed and pointed to the stairs, "Just go back down."
"Sure thing officer." I said as I trotted past him and continued on my way.
"Hey! I said go down the stairs!" He yelled, grabbed me by the shoulder.
I smirked, "And I said, sure thing." I then twisted my shoulder and bolted off down the hall, Spark bouncing around on my back.
"Dad?!" He yelled.
I laughed, "Hang on Spark!"
I then shifted to the side and dove into an open door. Once inside, I ran over to the window and pushed it open.
By the time the security stallion ran in, I was already in another room.
I chuckled as Spark jumped off my back, "Good move dad."
I smiled and trotted to the door, "Thanks."
"So, what are we even doing?" He asked curiously.
"You'll see soon." I answered.
"Ugh!"
I laughed and continued to walk, reading the names off of the doors.
No... no... no... ah, no...
[See Dawn, I knew I could prove it.]
<Shut up, I just did my math wrong... So, where are we?>
{The stadium.}
<Ah, I see, carry on.>
I stopped at a door and smiled, "Here we go."
"We're here?" Spark asked.
I nodded and knocked on the door.
"Who is it?" Came a female voice on the inside.
"I got your pizza?" I yelled, a large smile on my face.
"Pizza?" The voice said as the door opened slightly.
I gave a wave, "Hey."
The mare opened the door all the way and stepped into view, "Do I know you?"
I heard a small gasp behind me, but continued to smile, "No, you don't. Just asking for a request."
The mare eyed me, "Who are you? Name?"
Yay! Pose time!
I struck a small pose and grinned, "I'm Lance, Lance Greenfield."
"Lance... Greenfield?" She said slowly, deep in thought.
"Um yeah..."
She smiled, "Your one of the ponies who fought off those guys during the Nightmare Night Massacre. Right?"
I frowned, "Yeah, that's me."
She held out her hoof, "I would like to thank you. You saved a lot of ponies that night."
I slowly shook her hoof, painful memories boiling up in my mind.
"Spitfire!" Spark burst out before covering his mouth.
Spitfire looked past me and smiled at Spark, "And who's this?"
I smiled proudly and pulled Spark up to my side, "This here is Spark, my son."
Spitfire held out a hoof to him and smiled, "Hey Spark, how you doing?"
Spark shakily shook her hoof, and stammered, "I... You.... Where.... How... Good?"
Spitfire laughed heartily and rumbled up his mane and looked at me, "Nice kid."
I nodded with a smile, "He sure is, he's also a huge fan of yours."
"He is?" She said with a large smile.
Spark merely nodded in response.
Spitfire chuckled and walked back into her changing room. When she emerged, she held a pair of flight goggles.
She smiled and handed them to Spark, "Here you go, those are my favorite pair of flight goggles. I trust you'll take good care of them?"
Spark smiled from ear to ear as he held Spitfire's personal goggles, "YES! Thank you! I'll take great care of them!"
She giggled and nodded, "I know you will. You look like a trust worthy kid." She then looked at me, "You said something abut a request?"
I nodded again, "Yes, I want to ask you something."
She smiled, "Go ahead."
I smiled nervously, "Could you spend a day with Spark? I'll pay you if you want, but, it'll mean a lot to him."
*Thud*
[Father like son.]
<Aww, he passed out.>
I chuckled as Spark fell to the ground, unconscious. I guess hearing that was to much for the little guy.
"Hmmm," Spitfire tapped her chin and smiled, "Tell you what, I'll spend a day with Spark, IF, you show the Wonderbolt's your different forms. We've been talking about it for a while, and would love to actually see them."
I smiled sheepishly, "You do? If I do that, you'll spend a day with Spark?"
"Exactly." She said with a small grin.
I rubbed my chin and smiled back, "Okay, deal. Spend a day with Spark, then I'll show all of you my forms."
She clapped her hooves together happily, "Great! I can't wait to tell the others." She then composed herself and smiled, "How does tomorrow sound? For me to spend a day with Spark I mean."
I thought for a second, "Hmmmm, I'm not doing anything, and it's a weekend... Sure, I think Spark will enjoy it."
She looked at him and chuckled, "Don't worry, I'll make it an enjoyable day for him."
I lifted Spark up and laid him across my back.
Spitfire looked at my wings and cocked her head, "Are those wings... fake?"
I winced slightly, "Yes... I lost one in the fight, and the other because of a stupid stunt..."
She smiled weakly, "Well, keep your chin up. Life gets better."
I smiled a little and turned to walk away, "Yeah, I know..."
Got to end it here.... sorry.
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When the world ends, a young man gets a chance to relive his life in the world of Equestria.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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2012-08-28T00:46:56+00:00
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2023-12-27T11:16:48+00:00
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A short recap chapter that I forgot to add.... Yes, this part was actually suppose to be in the beginning of part 2. I've been wondering why no one was making a comment about it, and the reason why was because I forgot to save it.
So, here it is, just take this has chapter 3... Even if it doesn't fit in this spot. But, I see this as important, so I'm going to rewrite it.
Chapter 3 (Chapter 128)
September 20th, 2014
Unknown Location
Spark's POV
*Cough cough*
Wha...
*Cough*
"Dad?"
I sat up and groaned as I felt my broken rips grind against each other.
"Dad?!"
I forced myself to stand, but fell back to the ground, going into a coughing fit.
"DAD!"
Why isn't he responding?! He was right beside me before...
Where is he?
Why is it so dark? Why is the floor so cold? Why is...
NOVA!
I began to look around, trying to stand.
"Nova!"
I finally got to my hooves, but when I took a step, my right foreleg bent backwards. I fell to the ground, slamming into the hard stone floor face first.
Tears filled my eyes as the pain in my beaten body sky rocketed.
Nova.... please... please be okay...
"Dad! Please! Where are you?!"
*Groans*
Nova...
I looked around again and saw her immobile body laying a few feet away.
I gritted my teeth and began to pull myself forward, letting out yelps of intense pain every second.
Once I was next to Nova, I turned her over to face me.
Tears fell from my face and onto hers.
I put my head on her chest and listened.
*Ba-dump*
I let out a sigh of relief, knowing that she was at least alive.
"Awww, now isn't that precious." I heard behind me.
I winced at the voice and turned to face the one who was talking.
At first, I couldn't see anything, then a small lamp came on. The pony holding the Lamp smiled, "Well Sparky, you think you can protect that little mare there in that state?"
I growled and stood, keeping weight off of my broken foreleg, "You... You will not lay a hoof on her!"
"We'll just see about that." He said with a smirk. He put the lamp down and flared his wings, "So Spark, ready for rematch with me?"
I staggered slightly as I moved into a weak fighting stance, "I don't care if your a clone of me, I'm still going to fight you till my last breath!"
The Spark clone laughed, "I see... Such brave words for one so young."
"I get it from my dad." I said, glaring at him with bruised eyes.
The Spark clone smiled evilly and began to walk forward, "Well, let's see if you fight like you dad."
I gulped and looked back at Nova, "I will not let him hurt you anymore..."
I turned back to my look alike and gritted my teeth, "Do your worst..."
"Oh, I will." He remarked as he closed the distance between us.
I know, that's to big of a cliffhanger, but you'll have to wait a while for it to take place.
Also, you now see why Part 2 is called "Clone wars, Lance's pain".
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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Chapter 4 (Chapter 129)
I walked into my house with Spark on my back, who was still passed out.
<This kid is so adorable!>
I trotted over to the couch and laid him down on it. I then placed Spitfire's flight goggles on his chest and turned to go to the bathroom.
Before I could even take three steps, I heard Twilight ask from the kitchen, "What's wrong with Spark?"
I looked over at her and chuckled, "Oh, he just passed out after seeing his idol."
"Spitfire?" She asked with a smile.
I nodded, "Mhmmm, I took him to see her after the show."
Twilight smiled happily and trotted over, "I bet he enjoyed that..." She then began to look over my prosthetic wings, "Did you do any flying?"
I smiled sheepishly, "Maybe..."
She narrowed her eyes and gave me a stern glare, "Lance! The doctors said you shouldn't be flying till they are fully set! You could break them off if you don't be careful!"
I gulped slightly, "I know... I'm being careful, promise."
She sighed and smiled, "You better be." She then trotted over to my side, "Now, lets see the damage."
I rolled my eyes and fell to my haunches.
Twilight slowly stretched out my left wing, carefully looking over each feather and checking to make sure the fake bone is still in place.
I turned my head and smiled.
She had her tongue sticking out, focusing on looking at my wings.
She gently placed my wing back on my side and moved onto the other wing.
Once she finished, she put it back on my side and wrapped her forelegs around my waist and put her head next to mine.
"So, what's the damage?" I asked, rubbing my cheek against hers.
She giggled and squeezed my waist, "You're lucky, your wings are still healthy. Just please be careful."
I smiled and leaned my head against hers, "You know me Twi, I'm only careful when I want to be."
"Lance."
I chuckled, "Oh, you know I'm joking."
"Mhmm." She gave me a peck on the cheek and let go of me. As she turned, she stomped her hoof and turned, "Almost forgot, Greg came by a while ago and told me to tell you to meet him at his place."
I sighed, "Did he say why?"
She shook her head, "No, he only said to meet him."
I rubbed my face and glanced around, "Where's Kara? And Fawn?"
Twilight furrowed her brow for a second, "Hmmm, I think I saw Kara taking a nap on our bed. And Fawn's off playing with one of her friends."
I smiled and nod once, "Good, I may want to do a family thing when I get back."
Twilight smiled slyly, "What are you planning?"
I turned from her and began to trot to the door, "You'll see." I then did a little evil laugh, just for effect.
"Oh Lance, I'll never figure out your mind." She said with a laugh.
[Damn right you'll never figure out our mind!]
I let out a laugh and opened the door.
Skipping ahead ten minutes to save time
I trotted down the street, eyes on the large warehouse down the street... Greg's new home slash place of business. I'll never know how he got Pinkie Pie to move to Canterlot and live in a warehouse with him... Well, her home was completely destroyed...
After another minute of walking, I finally arrived at the large overhead door.
I furrowed my brow for a second before slamming my hoof against the metal door.
Inside, I heard the sound of my knock echo off the high walls.
Seconds later, the doors began to open, slowly moving upwards.
The sight that greeted me... didn't surprise me in the least.
Inside, sitting at hundreds of tables, were small colts and fillies, all of them working on different projects.
[I always knew Greg would be the one to bring child labor to Equestria.]
I walked in, getting a few glances from the kids at the tables.
I stopped at a table and looked at what they were doing.
Are they making... tooth brushes?
"Yo! Lance, over here!" I heard Greg yell, causing all the children to cower slightly.
I looked over to see Greg trotting towards me, a whip curled up on his side.
"Uhh, a whip?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.
He looked at it and chuckled, "Oh this? It's just a thing me and the children use to play a game."
"Uh-huh... Twilight said you wanted to see me?"
He grinned, "Oh yeah! I finally figured out what I'm going to sell."
"And that is?" I questioned.
"Walk and talk with me." Greg said, starting to walk down a role of tables.
I followed and looked around.
"You see, I figured it all out. What am I good at? Making weed of course! So, I though, how do I sell this to ponies. I then..."
A small colt limped up to us and stepped in front of Greg.
"Mr. Greg, I think I sprung my hoof." He said, holding up his hoof.
Greg looked at the colt and smiled, "Oh, how did it happen?"
"I fell." He said simply.
Greg nudged me, "The kid fell." He then looked at the colt, "So, you fell while not working."
He shrugged.
Greg grabbed his hoof, "Does it hurt."
The colt nodded.
Greg's horn flared and the kid jumped back.
"You fixed my leg! Thank you!"
Greg smirked, "Get back to work... or we get to meet Mr. Whiplash."
The kids eyes widened and he quickly ran off.
"Good kid..." Greg muttered, "As I was saying. Since I'm good at making weed, why not make weed products."
He leaned down and picked up a tooth brush, "Take this for example. It's a tooth brush with weed in it. Gives you a high without smoking it."
He handed it to me and began to walk.
I tossed the weed brush to the side and followed, "And what's with the kids?"
Greg chuckled, "Simple, they don't have to be paid. All I have to do is give them candy and boom, free labor."
[I can already see disaster in Greg's future with this idea...]
"Hmmm, yes... great idea Greg." I said, a bit worried and unsure.
Greg laughed and pulled off the whip, "Yep, best idea ever."
He then began to walk along the roles, whipping the whip a few times, "Work! I want each pony to have at least forty boxed backed by the end of the day!"
Hmmm, what should I do?
[Chose A! Leave and let Greg do what he wants! I want to see how this turns out.]
<No! Chose B! Save the children from Greg!>
{I chose....}
[A! Chose B and I'll fucking make you rip off your dick!]
{.... I chose A!}
[Good boy.]
I sighed and began to back up, "I'm going to get out of here Greg, got places to be."
He stopped and looked at me, "Wait, I still haven't told you why your here."
I sighed, "What is it then?"
He laughed and levitated up a few boxes, "I need your help in selling some of my products."
"Products?"
He nodded, "I've come up with over forty different uses for weed, and I need someone like you to show them off."
I shook my head, "Not interested..."
"Do this, and I'll tell you all about my secret project of making clones of all the bronies." He said with a smug look.
"Clones? Really? They better not be like Jun." I said, giving him a stern look.
Greg shook his head, "I fixed that problem..." He held up a hoof, "Nice try, I'll tell you all about them after you help me sell all those."
Damn me and my curiosity...
"Okay, I'll help you. Just tell me what I need to do."
Greg smirked, "I knew that would work." He then began to trot past all the children, "Let me get my co adviser, The Pieinator, and we'll be on our way."
All the children let out shocked and scared gasp at the name.
"It's Pinkie, isn't it?" I said worriedly.
He nodded in response.
"I didn't know Pinkie could be violent..."
Greg laughed at me, "Oh no, she's not violent. She just annoys the hell out of the workers. To them, that's worst then me."
I couldn't help but laugh, because I had to agree with that.
Pinkie Pie in crazy mod is much worst then getting physically hurt.
[So fucking true bro.]
<Weed products? This should be interesting....>
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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2012-08-28T00:48:16+00:00
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2023-12-27T11:21:15+00:00
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I know, it looks like I'm getting lazy because I'm not updating a lot. Well, to be truthful, my days are getting more and more busy. Don't worry, I'll do my best to update everyday, just need to make time.
Chapter 5 (Chapter 130)
The next day, almost lunch
"Okay, let's see how you do with this first customer." Greg says, levitating a brush over to me.... with weed bristles.
I pulled it from the air and raised an eyebrow, "Is this a good idea, Greg? I mean, really, a brush made of weed?"
"Weedy Brush." He stated.
"Uhhh, yeah, is a Weedy Brush a good idea?" I asked, rubbing the back of my head.
He nodded and pointed to a mare, who was sitting at a bench reading a newspaper, "The mares will love it."
I sighed and shook my head, "Worst idea in history..."
"Just do it."
I rolled my eyes and trotted over to the mare.
Once I was close, I held the brush in one hoof and smiled, "Well, hello young lady."
She looked up from her newspaper and smiled, "Hello... sir?"
I sighed, "Yes, I'm a male..."
She blushed and held up her hoof, "Oh I'm so sorry! I just though... since you have your mane down and... holding a brush."
I facehoofed, I knew letting Greg push my mane down till it hung down was a bad idea.
"Yeah... I'm actually selling this brush." I stated, holding out the brush.
She smiled and stood up, "You are? Hmmm, explain this brush to me then."
I gave a nod and a forced smile, "Well, there's not much to explain. You comb your hair with it and it gives it a... 'pleasant' smell."
She rubbed her face, "I see..."
I held up my hoof, "Um, one last part. If you hold it over a fire and put your mouth on the handle, you can... ummm, smoke it."
She raised an eyebrow, "Smoke it?"
I nodded, "Yes... Smoke it. You just put the long part in your mouth and suck the smoke up into your mouth and exhale it..."
[.... Lance, you know nothing about smoking...]
She smiled and took a step closer, "Interesting." Her eye lids lowered and a sly smile formed on her face, "You know, I wouldn't mind putting your long part in my mouth and sucking out the 'smoke'."
I gulped and took a step back, "I'm married..."
Her shoulders dropped, "Oh... I see..."
[NOOOO! Lance you moron! This is free sex! Free. Sex!]
{.... Shut up Break.}
<I'm sorry, Lance. I try to keep him under wraps.>
{Try harder.}
"So, you buying this or not?" I said.
She sighed and fished out a bit in her saddlebag, "Sure... why not."
I handed it to her and took the bit, "Uh, nice doing business with ya..."
"Like wise.." She said as she began to trot off. Disappointed.
I turned and trotted back to Greg, who looked pleased.
"Nice, made your first sale." He said, levitating the bit from my mouth.
I chuckled and shrugged, "It's easy once you..."
"YO! What did I tell you!" I heard a.... VERY familiar voice yell out.
I looked to the side... and did a double take.
Greg stomped up, a blunt hanging loose in his lips and pointed his hoof at... Greg.
"What did I tell you?!" He yelled out.
Greg, the one I've been with, hung his head, "Sorry boss... I just though I could make more money for the business."
Greg, the one who just showed up, snarled, "No, I told you not to leave the warehouse. Your only job is to stay there with the Pinkie clone and run the factory."
"WHOA WHOA! Whoa." I said, stepping between them. "Two Greg's? What the hell is going on here?!"
The Greg who just showed up chuckled and puffed on his joint, "That there is my clone."
I facehoofed, "I should have known..." I then stared at Greg seriously, "Greg, why are you using small colts and filly's as workers?!"
He raised an eyebrow, "I'm not... I'm using stallions and mares."
Okay, I'm confused, "No... back at the warehouse, there's children working, not adults."
Greg dropped his blunt and stomped up to his clone, "I think it's time we have a serious talk. I told you to watch over production and help run it. Not take over and fire all my workers!"
"But, we don't have to pay kids..." The clone said, cowering.
"We don't use kids! Even I know that's wrong!" Greg yelled as he began to walk off, using his magic to drag his clone.
"Please! I was only trying to help!" The clone yelled as he was drug off.
I shook my head and sighed, "Why am I not surprised?"
"I can give you a surprise." A mare said behind me.
I sighed again and turned to see the mare from before, "Get out of here, I already said no."
She hung her head, "Well, at least I tried."
As she walked off, again, I rubbed my face.
[FUCK! Lance, come on! Free fucking sex!]
I bit my bottom lip and began to trot back to my house. Maybe Twilight's made lunch... I'M STARVING!
Spark's POV
Hallway out side of lunch room
I pulled my head up from the water fountain and gulped down the water.
I wiped my hoof across my mouth and began to trot to the cafeteria.
As I stepped through the doors, I got a whiff of burned cabbage. Well, looks like I'm not eating today... again.
Instead of going to the line, I trotted over to my usual table and planted myself in the seat.
Seconds later, Lurka, one of my friends, slid into the seat next to me and exhaled.
"I hate this school's lunch. You'd think that since it's all big and fancy, it would have a decent food selection." He grumbled, shaking his hoof at the lunch line.
I chuckled and shrugged, "Hey, it's school, what do you expect."
He sighed and looked at me, "Yeah, just wish they would at least allow us to bring our own food."
"Well, remember when the...."
"Wow, you guys should see this." Star Chaser said as he dropped his tray on the table.
"See what?" I asked, looking at him.
He pointed to the lunch room doors that lead into the hall, "You know that new mare? The one who just moved here?"
I shook my head.
"Well, she made the mistake of walking into the older kids. And dang, they're not holding back this time around."
My right foreleg shook slightly, "What..."
Star Chaser sighed, "The older colts, the ones in fourth grade, cornered the new filly. They're doing what they always do, insult and then beat. I was going to stop, but seriously, I only look out for me and my friends."
I stood up, knocking my chair back, "Where?"
Star Chaser looked at me and laughed, "What, you going to fight them or something?"
"Where?" I repeated.
He pointed to the back doors to the cafeteria, "They uh, cornered her out there."
I twisted and began to walk pass all the other students, a determined look on my face.
"You're going to get your flank kicked!" Lurka yelled out, causing everyone to stare at me.
I kept walking forward, pushing past a few colts.
Once I reached the doors, I threw them open and looked around. I instantly saw four colts huddled up in a corner, laughing.
I let out a hot breath and stomped towards them.
They're breaking my top value: Don't hit filly's!
I stopped a few feet from them and growled, "What are you guys doing?!"
The group turned to me and laughed.
One of them stepped forward and gave me a hard shove, "Why don't you go back to your foal friends and leave us big kids alone."
I growled and gave him a harder push, "Why don't you leave that filly alone!"
The rest of the group wooo'd at this and began to snicker to each other.
The colt in front of me glared and stepped towards me, "You're going to wish you never did that."
He slammed his head forward, slamming it into mine.
I stumbled for only a second before flaring my wings and launching myself into him. When I slammed into him, we both went to the ground, with me on top.
But, the second I began to slam my hooves into his face, his friends instantly surrounded me and began their own onslaught of hooves.
As I tried to block, I winced. One, this was a bad idea. Two, four on one isn't good odds. Three, all I've done is give them a punching bag to warm up on before they get back to the filly.... Damn.
"Get off of him!" A loud commanding voice yelled out, "Or you'll have to deal with me."
They all stopped and gasped in horror.
"No! We're just.... Run!" One yelled as they all ran off, while the one under me struggled to get me off.
The second he was able to knock me to the side, he was instantly running down the hall as if his life depended on it.
I exhaled painfully and forced myself to stand.
"You okay, Spark?" Mr. Bleak asked as he walked over, his school bags on his side.
I winced and smiled, "Yeah, I'm... fine."
He nodded and began walking to the lunch room, "You got to be careful, Spark. I can't always be there for you."
I smiled weakly, "I know..."
I rubbed my face and turned to see the filly, a smile on her face.
"Thank you so much! Those bullies were saying so many mean things!" She said, her face still wet with tears.
I shrugged and smiled back, "It was nothing. My friend told me a filly was getting picked on, so I just did what my dad always tells me to do. Protect."
Her smile widened, "Really? You came to help me on purpose?"
I nodded, a smile still on my face.
She wiped her eyes, "Thank you."
I chuckled and held out my hoof, "Names Spark."
She took my hoof in both of hers and smiled, "Mines Starlight."
I looked down at her holding my hoof with hers and blushed, "Uhhh, nice name..."
She giggled and began to pull me towards the cafeteria, "Come on! Let's get something to eat, then we can talk some more."
I gulped and smiled nervously, "Yeah... let's..."
What's wrong with me? I only act this way when Nova touches my hooves...
What's going on?
Congratulations goes to Honey Pie for finally getting in the story and getting what she wanted XD
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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2012-08-28T00:48:18+00:00
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2023-12-27T11:22:01+00:00
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I wasn't going to write, but, I decided to do a tiny chapter for all of you.
Chapter 6 (Chapter 131)
Four hours later
Spark's POV
I ran towards my house, a large smile on my face.
I can't believe it! I'm going to get to hang out with Spitfire! All day!
I've been waiting all day to see her! And now I'm only seconds away from my house!
After a second, my house came into view. This sent my excitement over the edge, causing me to shoot towards the house.
I burst through the door and tumbled into the living room.
"Ow..." I moaned, standing up slowly. That landing could have gone better...
"You okay?" Someone asked, instantly making me stand straight up.
I heard dad chuckle behind me, "He is my son for sure after a stunt like that!"
I turned around and forced myself not to faint when I saw Spitfire sitting on my couch.... MY COUCH!
"Uhhh, I'm fine..." I said with a sheepish smile. Seriously, I still can't believe Spitfire's here... without her suit!
Dad stood up and rumbled up my mane, "You better behave yourself today, Spark."
I smiled up at him, "Don't worry dad, I won't cause any trouble!"
A smile formed on dad's face as he bent down to give me a hug, "Yeah, I know you won't Spark. Just have fun."
I stepped back and nodded, "I will!"
"So, when do you want to go?" Spitfire asked as she stood up.
"NOW!" I yelled before I caught myself, "I mean.. we can go now."
Spitfire laughed and trotted to the door, "Hey Spark, how fast can you fly?"
I gulped, "I... don't know."
She smiled back at me and spread her wings, "Well, lets find out. I've got a few tricks to teach you."
A large smile formed on my face as I galloped towards her.
Best. Day. Ever!
Seven minutes later
Lance's POV
"Okay... just one last card.." I muttered as I tried to put the last card on top of the card castle I was building. What? I'm bored!
Spark's with Spitfire, Fawn's... I think at a sleepover, Twilight's still not back from New Ponyville, and, for once, Kara is leaving me alone and sleeping on the couch.
I refocused and slide the last card into place, "Oh fuck yes..."
[Oh man! We did it! Years of practice on earth really paid off!]
Now, all I have to do is take a picture with....
*Bang*
"Lance!" Twilight yelled as she swung open the door, sending in a blast of air.
The blast of wind slammed into my newly build card castle and sent it in every direction.
"Oh..." I muttered hanging my head, "You know... I actually saw this coming..."
Twilight swiftly maneuvered her way past the furniture and stopped in front of me, "Uhh, hey honey..."
<She's guilty of something, I can tell!>
[She better not be pregnant again!]
I looked at her and raised an eyebrow, "What is it?"
She smiled sheepishly and gave me a quick hug, "You know that I love you right?"
My eyebrow arched higher, "What's going on, Twi?"
She chuckled nervously and scratched the back of her neck, "You see... I kinda forgot to tell you something...."
"Which is?"
She gulped and made a motion with her hoof, "Let's just say I forgot what happens next week..."
Okay, now I'm worried...
"And what happens next week?"
"Uhhh, it's that time of the year when us mares go into heat..."
I did a double take and facehoofed, "Oh come on! I should have been watching the date more closely! We haven't even prepared!"
Twilight smiled nervously, "What are you going to do this time?"
I sighed and looked out the window, "I don't know Twilight... But, I do know I'm not getting rapped this time around.... Oh fuck." I said, shaking my head, "What am I going to do about Spark? There is no way I'm letting him get rapped. What do you usually do for the colts during this time of the year?"
Twilight gulped, "Well, umm, the father usually has to watch over the son while the mother goes through her heat."
"Oh that's just fucking great. Any suggestions?"
She shrugged, "Only one: Don't get rapped."
I facehoofed, "Even though that is helpful... I need more helpful info, Twi."
She sighed and shrugged again, "I just don't know Lance..." Then, a large smile formed on her face, "I got it!"
"What?!" I yelled back, hoping she had a good idea.
"You know how the other bronies always play pranks on you?" She said, waving her hoof.
I nodded, "Yeah, so?"
She smirked, "Well, how about you gather all of them again, but this time use them as a means to escape. Like, you see a group of mares running towards you, and there's no way to out run them. All you do is trip one of your friends and boom, you and Spark are safe."
I returned her smirk, "Ohh, Twilight, you devious mare you."
She chuckled happily, "Hey, this way you can get them all back, and, keep you and Spark safe."
[Best plan ever!]
I then struck a pose and picked up a hammer, "We shall prepare!"
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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2024-01-04T06:06:19+00:00
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2024-07-26T06:50:23+00:00
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Originally there was never going to be a 3rd Heat chapter, but Yamston just couldn't live with that so he wrote it himself. With him being an expert on LTD, and me going over everything, this chapter is indeed CANON.
o7
~Section added circa 25 A.B. as a result of the court case 'Frederic v. Ponykind, 6 EQ. 189, 154 (25 A.B.)'~
Heat 3: Three Nights at Freddy's
One week later, Frederic’s Bunker
I sat on one of the couches in the Lounge, Spark at my side, as the rest of my friends were being teleported in by Frederic. He just finished the bunker a few days ago. Thank God! I did not want a repeat of last year, not when Spark is here this time.
[Think of the pussy! Spark will be safe with Frederic and our other friends!]
{Not doing it, Break. I don’t want a bunch of kids running around because God fixed my balls, one kid is enough for now.}
<One kid?>
[Oh right, you count Kara for some reason.]
<Pets are very important to the family. A source of unconditional love is something to cherish.>
[...Didn’t we have a dog?]
“Where’s Mom? Uncle Frederic said this was going to be the best sleepover ever, “ said Spark, fidgeting right next to me.
I forced out a chuckle, “It’s a guy’s night out thing. She said we needed some father son bonding.”
Spark pointed a hoof across the room, “But Mrs. Ditzy is here.”
I looked over to see a visibly pregnant Ditzy huddled next to Cody, who was busy comforting her. She shouldn’t be affected by the heat, so I think it’s fine to keep her here. Though, there was last year with Luna and Twilight…
I waved it off, “She’s going to have a colt… I think. Totally counts.”
He tilted his head to the side, “I guess that makes sense.”
“Attention everypony!” Frederic announced on the bar counter,” Oh! And make sure to cover Spark’s ears real quick, Lance.”
Frederic paced back and forth, “Unfortunately, Heat season came early this year. However! Unlike last time, we have this bunker. For the next 3 days all of us will be holed up in safety as mad mares ravage the land for seed! I know many of you will miss your partners and other family, but there was no other choice. This is for the best.” A projector lit up on the back wall, showing the building layout. Jesus! That’s fucking huge! “Now then, here’s the plan..”
I looked around at the group as Frederic talked about rules or whatever. Among my friends were Peter, David(And his two foals too. brutal), Aaron, Seth, Zorrow, Drax, Alexander, Cody, and Ditzy.
…Wait… Where the hell is Greg?
[He’s upping his pussy game! With us gone he’s got bitches for miles!]
{Of course. That’s so Greg.}
<Oh dear. How do you think Pinkie will handle him breaking his Pinkie Promise?>
[That on top of her in heat? I salute the poor bastard.]
“...Everyone got that?” Finished Frederic, “Alright, enjoy yourselves now, eh?”
Great, now I can stop pretending to listen. I’ll just ask Spark to ‘remind’ me later.
I took my hooves off of Spark, “Got all that, bud?”
Spark shook his head, “got what, dad?!”
Crap! Oh well. Time to find my room and settle in.
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Outside of Ponyville
Malbatorus trotted, yes, trotted, down the road to Ponyville in his sexy new pony body. Well, it is not really new, he had had it for the past few months, in fact. Nevermind that, why didn’t he just become a pony in the first place? Yeah, the dragon form was neat, but no one really wanted to be his friend… well he had ‘friends’, but no one cared enough to visit him all the way in the forest.
But he was a new stallion now! And all he had to do was give away his holy energy to that red witch. Not like he needed it.
As he neared Ponyville he began to smell a very odd stench. Must be an event he wasn’t invited to… as usual.
Where is everypony anyway? It’s like a ghost town- oh! There’s a mare right over there.
He waved over to her, “Hey miss?! Is there something I’m missing?! I’m a bit late to the party!”
The mare snapped her head right towards Malbatorus, staring deep into his soul with glassy eyes.
Then from around the corner another mare stared at him. Then one from the window… then another… and another.
That’s a lot of mares… this is awkward.
He tried to laugh it off, “Hehe, so what’s th-”
“STALLION!” All of them screeched at once.
Before he could collect his thoughts he was tackled by the horde. On all sides he was pinned down . His pony body must be working already! He didn’t even need Fluttershy! Wait? What are they doing? Getting a bit forcefu- STOP! NO NOT THERE!
His screams were one of many that day.
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Several hours later, Frederic’s Bunker
“That looks great.” I said through a forced smile.
“Thanks Dad! Can I put it on the fridge?” Spark said as he hopped around.
I shamefully put down my own drawing. I thought I’d try to distract Spark by doodling with him, but not only was he pretty good, he was better than me!
“Sure thing. Gimme,” I said as I stuck the piece of art on the fridge door, only for it to fall down to the floor, as Frederic neglected to buy fridge magnets.
“Hey Lance! You mind helping me out here? I really need a break. “ Said a voice, who turned out to be a disheveled looking David holding his two newborn foals, Azure Moon and Lightning, both of which spent the last 30 minutes crying, much to everyone’s discomfort.
<Aww, is that a rabbit onesie? It’s so cute.>
[Gay!]
“Yeah, be there in a sec!” I yelled. I turned to Spark, “Stay here for me, bud.” He nodded and stared at his fallen picture, then I walked over to David and took Lightning from his hooves, calming the foal with the rocking motions Twilight drilled into me months ago.
A few minutes later Azure passed out alongside her brother. David slumped over in relief, “Thank god. You’re a lifesaver, Lance. Being a father is just… UGH! No one else gets it.”
I laughed, “True. Can’t really say Frederic is experiencing the troubles of fatherhood when he has Luna and the castle staff taking care of all of it.”
“I can hear you!” Yelled Frederic, who was across the room, almost waking up the foals, “You have a problem with my parenting, say it to my face! Bit of a hypocrite when Greg aged your kid past all the hard parts, eh?”
Yeah, don’t remind me. I know who I’m tripping first if worse comes to worst.
[He’s not fucking here, remember?]
{I forgot...}
I turned back to David, “You’ll get used to it. I mean, look at me! Being a dad at 17 wasn’t so bad… thanks to Twilight.”
David set down Azure in her stroller and rubbed his eyebags, “Yeah, you have Twilight… “ He looked down at the ground, a solemn look painted on his face, “...But with Dash… She’s… I don’t know if I can do this alone. This whole thing is just… I’m not ready to be a dad. I get no sleep, and… and I feel like I don’t know what to do. Taking care of two foals? Me?! I don’t know how to handle this. What if I fuck them up horribly?! All I know how to do is draw porn! Not like I can do that anymore! Dash made me take down all my art and gave away my hoodie! I mean, like… I get it! But my one hobby is gone and Dash is off in heat a-and I just miss her! Only a few hours and I already feel like I’m falling apart! I’m just… what do I do? Dash is f-fucking and I’m just… fuck…” He rested his head in his hoofs, trying not to tear up, “Sorry I’m just… tired…”
[Holy shit dude. Unprompted trauma dump.]
<David is going through a lot. I think we should->
[Hold the fuck up! Did he say he got rid of all the pony porn?! Fucking BOOOO!]
<That’s what you’re upset about?! It’s for the wellbeing of their foals!>
[I showed Spark memories of Twilight jumping on our fat dick and he seems fine.]
{Dawn, replay the memory of seeing our mom’s… you know.}
<On it.>
[Wait don’t you fucking dare!]
Ignoring them, I put my hoof on David’s shoulder, causing him to still, “You’re not alone here, David. All of… Most of us are going to be here. Bronies stick together, right?.” No reaction, different approach,” And it’s only 3 days, you’ll see her soon.”
“I guess…” He mumbled.
I slid down on the wall next to him.There wasn’t anything I could think of to say, so I sat there waiting for him to open up.
A minute later he lifted his head up a little, “How the fuck do you do it, man?”
I glanced over to him a bit confused, “Do what?”
David lethargically waved his hoof around, “Anything really. You go into a coma and wake up like nothing happened. You get raped, several times from what I’ve heard,and are fine a few hours later. You keep getting attacked by these evil motherfuckers and bounce back up like it didn’t happen. You DIE and it’s no biggie. I just don’t… are you stupid?”
I laughed, “Yeah, a bit. I have no idea what I’m doing, but I know I gotta do it. Quitting’s not my thing.” I put my arm in a brohoof gesture, “I know I got my bros with me. Same thing for you.”
He bumped my hoof, “Yeah, best bro-nies.”
<I just remembered why I don't like bronie culture.>
[Lance, can I hit him? Like for real.]
{Come on, guys! Don't be haters.}
[Oh, I'll show you a real fucking hater!]
I grabbed my gut as I felt a really painful bloating sensation, "Oh god, sorry David I have to go!" I wailed, waking David's kids.
He watched me in disbelief as I ran off, now having to deal with two very upset twins.
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Secret Shelter, Ponyville
A young mare sat alone at a table in the corner, lamenting the loss of a thing most dear. Even a year later the bitter hatred gnawed at her heart, but it was okay, the wrath kept away the numbing apathy that dared consume her.
It was because of them, those filthy Bronies, that she suffered so. Thanks to HIM, she lost her innocence, her childhood cut down by the same blade that took her father.
In due time she would join the Equestrian Army and forge her body and mind into the perfect vessel of justice to bring HIM in.
He WILL fall to her hoof. It is not a declaration, it is an inevitability. By Celestia, even by the Brony God, she will bring C…
“Lunch is ready! Get in line before it runs out! Hon hon hon,” Called a voice from the kitchen.
…n to Hell itself! Oh, it appears the luncheon is on.
A quick glimpse at the line told her that it would run out before she was even halfway through it. Do not mistake her as ungrateful, it is a miracle that the shelter was able to house most of Ponyville’s youth on such a short notice, let alone feed them a reasonable quantity. But there were only so many adults to keep things in order, as most stallions had already fled the town when the news of the Heat arrived.
A shift in the seat across from her revealed a blue colt, about half her age, started grumbling, “Bucking stupid line. I never get any of La Fluky’s cooking! It’s always that loser Omnius’ food. I hate nutrient paste!”
She shook her head, internally, for appearances, and moved to correct him for such a foolish mindset, “I would be grateful for any kind of food, regardless of taste, or lack thereof.”
The colt started squirming, “Who bucking asked you, bitch? Bet you’re here because your daddy bailed on you!”
The young mare’s eyes nearly popped out of her skull, the urge to demonstrate justice on this brat nearly took her, but she reeled in control. She will save her fury for HIM; for now, she will deal with this in a more delicate matter
“My father was murdered.” She stated simply
The colt deflated, “Oh… yeah, I get that.”
She turned to look back at the corner, her favorite corner of the past few hours, “Not many do.”
The colt tapped his hooves together in contemplation, struggling to make a decision.
“Speak. If you have something to say, then say it. Otherwise, don’t.” She said without looking back from the corner.
Gathering his resolve, he spoke about the thing bugging him, “Do you, uh… know about the school thing?”
“Be more specific. I can not read your mind.” A simple request, she hated wasting time. Not when HE still roams free.
“Um... okay. I meant the… massacre. My Dad was one of the guards... “ he muttered, uncomfortable about bringing up the event.
She snapped back to him. Now he had her attention,” You mean when a rogue brony slaughtered an entire squad of guards? The one from a year ago? The March 1st massacre?”
He nodded
“Who was your father? I’m certain he was a brave stallion.” She asked. She finally found someone who could relate to this pain that plagues her soul. Respecting one of her own father’s men is the least she could do.
“He was Blitz. A Corporal. Corporal Blitz!” He stated, cheering up a little.
Corporal Blitz… Ah yes, she remembered her father compending the stallion’s tenacity. He was in position to be promoted, one that he would never live to see.
She straightened her back, “Corporal Blitz was an admirable soldier. You should be proud to be his son.”
He punched the air in imitation of a guard,” Hell yeah! I’m gonna be a guard just like dad and beat up all those bronies!,” He stopped his play fighting and turned quizzically to her, “How’d your dad die?”
She folded her hooves and laid her chin atop, “By the very same brony. That night my father, Lieutenant Brink, was killed by a monster in pony’s skin”
“Who’s that?” He asked, not really knowing who that was.
Breathe in, breathe out. It hardly matters, she supposed, “A great stallion. Now, may I inquire about your name?”
“I’m Blitz!“ When she didn’t react, he continued, “Everyone in my family names their coolest son Blitz. Me, My dad, my pappy, and some other old people are called that.”
“Interesting,” she said. It truly was, but she didn’t know how to react to such information, “My name is Strawell. Pleased to meet you.”
“Hi, Strawell. You’re pretty cool- Oh buck, Omnius is coming over here, I gotta bail.” He said as he ran off into the countless other colts and fillies running amok.
Just like that, the punished soul was alone again, left to think of the day she would bring the one who murdered her father to justice. Your days are numbered, Cody Benson.
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Evening, Frederic’s Bunker
I finish tucking Spark in, the little tyke having passed out a little while ago. Thankfully this year’s heat is going great, WAY better than last year. Without Greg here it didn’t immediately go to shit.
[Yo Lance! Let’s go the the bar and get fucking wasted!]
{I’m an angel now. We’re not supposed to drink… I think.}
[Don’t be a damn square! When was the last time God actually punished anyone? If Frederic’s Dad and Cody got second chances then it sure as hell is okay if we drink one fucking beer!]
{I guess you’re right. It’s okay if an angel does it.}
<I don’t think that’s the best precedent to set forward.>
[Dawn, you know neither of us knows what the fuck that means.]
With that I made my way to the bar in the lounge. Upon arriving I spotted Drax on one of the stools and sat next to the quiet guy. Like, when’s the last time I talked to Drax?
Noticing me, Drax spoke with a cheer, “Ah, Lance. How is everything going? Spark doing well?”
“Fine so far.” I said. Picking out one of the bottles, one with a fancy name I didn’t know how to pronounce, and poured myself a cup of the stuff, “It’s busywork trying to keep Spark entertained, but he doesn’t know about all the stuff going on outside. I want him to keep his innocence as long as possible.”
I took a sip… and spit it right back out! Gross! Why is there a bottle of lime juice in the bar?! I hate lime!
Drax barked out a laugh before roughly patting me on the back, “Yes, that would be for the best. The heat is not something one so young should have to go through. Why, I remember my first heat. It was… hmmn.” He said as he scrunched his brows
“It was what? Don’t leave me hanging.“ I said as I went to grab another non-lime drink from the bar.
He sat in a thinking pose for a bit, before relaxing and going back to his own drink, “Well, I do not recall my first heat… or the ones after that, but I suppose I blocked them out. The adult mind is not so forgiving.”
“I wish I could forget my first heat…” I said as I drank from my new bottle. Wait, this is pineapple juice… pretty tasty!
[NO! Don’t drink the fruity femboy booze! Drink like a real fucking stallion!]
<I think all of the bottles are juice. Seems Frederic didn’t trust the bronies with alcohol.>
[Noooooo! That bitch Frederic betrayed us!]
We spent the next few minutes talking about guy things. Well, it was mostly me talking about things I did on earth, Drax isn’t the partying type.
I gulped down the rest of my juice. I’m sure Twilight will thank me for it later. Satisfied, I turned back to Drax, “So.. how’s it going with Dali?” I asked. It’s been a while since I’ve seen her… despite living in her house for a while.
A whimsical look spread across his face, “Ah Dali, my gleaming siren. She is so beautiful that I fall in love with her all over again every time I see her…” An embarrassed look popped onto his face,” …but to answer your question, everything is going well. We’ve been thinking about starting our own business lately.”
A business? That sounds interesting. I get all my money from Frederic, so I haven’t had to work since I got fired from the cafe. Fast food work is just… not for me.
[I can’t believe Freddy is our sugar daddy…]
<Lance, we should really think about providing for our family on our own means.>
{I’ll think about it.}
[No the hell you aren’t! We can read your mind, dumbass!]
Done with my bottle, I went to throw it away, but because I wanted to be cool about it, I tossed it across the room to the trash bin.
*Crash!*
It missed, shattering on the wall to the left of my target. I quickly turned to Drax. I'll let someone else deal with that mess, “What kind of business?”
He shook his head, “Lance…” He started, before deciding to ignore my antics, as most do,” We were planning on going into real estate, it was her idea actually. She said ‘with how often the buildings get destroyed, the housing market must be booming!’”
Damn, didn’t know Dali was such a vulture.
As if reading my thoughts, Drax quickly followed up, “She means it in the best possible way, of course. Dali could never take advantage of someone…well, when she’s not in heat, that is.”
Ooo, poor Dali. The Heat is especially rough for her. If I know anything about her culture it’s that they are very touch starved, “Did you set up all the chains before you left?” I asked.
Drax let out a nervous chuckle, “Oh no, we had to upgrade. This time she’s locked herself into a safe… and if that’s not enough she has an electric collar to pacify her if she leaves the basement.”
Why didn’t I think of doing that with Twilight?
[Magic.]
Oh right. I stretched and let out a yawn, “Nice catching up with you Drax, but I’m done for the day.” I said as I walked back to my room.
He waved, “See you later, Lance.”
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Night, Canterlot Royal Dungeons
Red Storm lay in his cell, head resting on his hooves, as he counted the tiles in the ceiling for the… well he lost count, but it was a lot.
“I need some diiiiiick…” someone drawled from the cell next to his
How did it come to this? Locked in a cell wasting away isn’t what Storm wanted, and the harassment from Draco didn’t help things.
Oh yeah, money. Not many know this, but the reason he became a minion for Val, and eventually Nightmare, was just for monetary gain. Well, it wasn’t just greed motivating him, but desperation as well.
“Storm! Just slide that dick through the bars. Come on! I’m hungry!” Whined Draco, lustful as ever.
Storm never thought himself as very smart, and to be honest was a bit of a bum. After his parents kicked him out, he stayed at his friend’s place… until they kicked him out too. Storm never got around to the whole job thing, mostly because he couldn’t. He needed an ID and would need to know how to file taxes. He certainly tried, but the second he tried looking at legal documents his mind would glaze over… the whole thing just left him feeling very confused and stupid. Others tried to help, but he felt like a lost cause.
So, if he couldn’t exist within the law, then he might as well live outside of it. Not long after he was employed by Val at the Pleasant Fields station. He wasn’t exactly proud of working there, but at least he didn’t have to look at paperwork.
“Please! I’ll be quick with it! I’m so horny!” Shouted Draco as he tried to shake the bars.
Whenever he does get out of here, he should try getting his shit together. Maybe he’ll ask Lance for help.
If only so he would never have to see his cellmate again.
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Morning of the second day, Frederic’s Bunker
“Dad, I’m so boooooored!” Said Spark as he tried to do a hoofstand (Handst-?
[Do not.]
H-hoofstand against the back wall. Clearly at his wit’s end.
<Poor Spark. The only other kids here are David’s, and they’re a bit too young to play with.>
[Fucking tell me about it. This place is a fucking BORE!]
{Yeah, I know… but I’d rather not let me or spark get raped.}
[Where the hell are Frederic’s kids anyways? He’s not holding out on us, is he?]
{I’ll ask him later.}
“I’ll find something for you to do, bud. I’m sure Uncle Frederic has something.” I said as I opened the door, “Just stay patient for a little longer.”
“O-okay… dad.” Spark muttered, struggling to stay upside down. I should leave before he hurts himself.
I left my room to go to Frederic’s office. Now to just find it.
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Lance’s House, Canterlot
It was quiet as Fawn sat alone in the dining room, with the occasional crunching disturbing the peace as she ate her cereal.
‘I should really learn to cook’ she had thought to herself. With her mother off in Heat, and her Dad forgetting to take her with him to the bunker, she only had the most basic of foods to eat.
It’s not like she blamed them for leaving her behind. She’s too young to be in Heat, and wouldn’t be a target like her brother might be. If anything she would be taking up their space.
Fawn sat thinking about the current problem running through Equestria. The Heat was something of an enigma to her. It just didn’t make any sense, biologically or culturally, but perhaps she was too immature to understand such things.
Even if she didn’t understand it, the heat just felt so out of place. After overhearing what happened to her Dad last time, she wanted to make sense of it, but she couldn’t find information on it anywhere. Not a single book talked about it, not even in those biology books she snuck home.
Perhaps the strangest thing is that she has memories of it always being a thing, like it was always there, even when it was proved otherwise. Sure she witnessed the catastrophe of the Heat last year, but nothing before that.
Back when she was with her parents… her REAL parents, she couldn’t recall a single moment of such a thing. But then this feeling tells her it did happen.
Fawn shook her head, finished with her breakfast. What did she know? She was just a kid.
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Back at Frederic’s Bunker
After a few minutes of wandering around the complex, I found a door with ‘Frederic’s Office’ stamped in bold letters. Below that was a sign saying ‘Do Not Enter’ in bright red.
‘Must be for the other bronies,’ I thought. Frederic was like a brother to me, so I entered without knocking.
Inside the room was a pretty cozy looking office. Frederic was in a chair facing towards… a bunch of monitors? Frederic had tv and didn’t even tell me?!
As I walked forward I saw what Frederic was intently watching. It appeared to be… Ponyville? And is that Canterlot? I think I can see my house in one of the shots.
[Is he watching the heat go down?! He should’ve invited us!]
<This seems a bit excessive, don’t you think?>
I didn’t really like the idea of a camera pointed at my house, but I’m sure Frederic had a good reason.
“Yo Frederic!” I yelled, causing Frederic to jump out of his seat in shock… Oh God, is that his wang?!
Catching his bearings, Frederic looked pissed, “Lance! I said to not go into my office! Can’t you read?!” He said as he tried to cover up his lower half.
I scratched the back of my head in embarrassment, doing my best to not look at that, “Guess not…”
“What the hell do you want, Lance?! I’m busy here!” Snapped Frederic, clearly wanting to get rid of me.
[Yeah, ‘busy’. We’re going to come back here later to ask for the tapes.]
Right, I wanted to ask something, “Is there anything to do around here? Like any board games?” I asked.
“That’s it?” He yelled. Suddenly his horn glowed and a flash enveloped the room. A bunch of boxes were shoved into my hooves, “There, now get the hell out of here, eh.”
I was then covered in a green glow and teleported back to my room. Shortly after I heard a gasp and a thud. Looking over I saw a fallen over Spark, face red from being upside down for so long.
Picking up a box at random, I showed it to Spark, “Who wants to play Marenopoly?”
Spark did a sick flip and snatched the box from my hooves, “Yay! Marenopoly!”
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Nightmare Castle, Giro’s Dimension
Giro stood before the throne of the demon that ruined his world. Long mummified bodies of countless ponies decorated the vile room, twisted and molded into mockeries of furniture, with those he held most dear unified as the chandelier.
Nightmare himself hadn’t reacted as Giro marched forward, merely glancing at him as an insect not aware of its impending demise.
“Nightmare!” Giro raged, stomping and cracking the stone tiling, “This is the end! This is the day you die!”
Just as before, Nightmare didn’t react, at first, but soon a low rumbling permeated the room. The demon burst out into an ear splitting cackle that echoed through the lifeless halls of this forsaken castle.
“You have failed before, insect, and will fail again!” Taunted Nightmare as his presence shook the walls. His previous expression of boredom long gone, now replaced by a hungry glare, “But since you saved me the effort of hunting you down, I will personally reunite you with your fallen comrades, permanently!”
Giro’s response was to use his new transformation, the one he asked Lance’s version of Greg to unlock for him. His muscles bulged forth, his mane roaring in a red and blue flame, the occasional bolt of lightning surged around his body. This was it. Even if he wasn’t an angel like his counterpart, this power fed off his anger, and trust him, that was in abundance.
Nightmare rubbed his claws in amusement, “OH? What’s this? Yet another gimmi-”
*POW*
Giro’s flaming hoof was embedded deep within Nightmare’s face, interrupting his monologue. The force of the punch destroyed the throne and the wall behind it. They continued to crash through several walls before both tumbled into a barren courtyard, smoke and ash obscuring them both.
Giro stood at attention, having his two new consciences, New and Moon, watch his back. He could not be caught lacking, not with Nightmare. Even the slightest mistake could mean this was all for nothing.
“Hey asshole!” The beast roared in the deathly fog. Found him, “I didn’t get to finish-”
Once again Giro shot forward, intending to end this as quickly as possible.
*Boom*
The concussive force of the hit cleared the ash cloud, revealing that Nightmare had caught Giro’s hoof. His arm strained and left eye swollen, but still in the fight. A manic grin threatened to split his face in half, “As I was saying, it’s rude to interrupt a monologue, but a brute like you never had the taste for theatrics.” He pushed his arm forward, causing Giro to slide back against his will, “Mindless as you may be, I will enjoy painting my new throne with your greymatter, fool!”
Not good. Giro had to get out of this stalemate. In a panic he used his other hoof to destroy the floor beneath them. The unstable footing caused Nightmare’s grip to lessen, giving Lance just enough time to jump back.
Giro ducked as ink colored claws slashed above him, followed up by a pair of jaws lunging for his neck. With the little time he had, he shielded himself with his front leg, wincing as he felt jagged teeth punctured deep into his flesh and through his metacarpal.
Nightmare tried to pull back, tearing Giro’s leg even further, but couldn’t unstick before Giro used his right hoof to bash the demon’s snout, sending him back flying with a trail of shattered teeth and blood.
Giro shakily stood back up, his front left leg hovering above the ground, rendered useless from the brief exchange.
A quick glance at Nightmare showed he had it worse. His snout was completely broken, flopping against his chin as the bone was effectively dust. Black ichor poured downward, staining the stone beneath.
With a gargled howl, Nightmare charged forward on all fours, his all consuming rage that anyone could pose a threat to him reverting him to a feral beast.
Giro flapped his wings, sending him upwards just in time for Nightmare to crash into the wall behind him, collapsing it and the ceiling, trapping him.
Taking advantage of the brief pause, Giro quickly wrapped his shredded leg with a roll of bandages. It wouldn’t save it, but it would slow down the bloodloss.
Without warning, the rubble exploded. A black streak crashed into Giro and launched him into the top of a surrounding spire before he could register the attack.
He was completely numb. Giro looked forward with blurry vision, Nightmare stood above him, wing-like appendages flowed out behind him. His eyes pierced him with an unrelenting fury.
A sharp pain let itself be known. When Giro looked downward, he saw Nightmare's arms crushing down on him… and his claws speared right through his chest. He lost…
A second mouth formed on Nightmare’s chest and cackled, “Once again, I stand victorious! It’s always the same, Lance! You could not win, and now you will DIE!”
Yeah, he would die… and he would take Nightmare down with him. With his fleeting consciousness he gave a mental command for New and Moon to start the countdown.
Before he left Lance’s world, he talked to Omnius and demanded he build a similar explosive to the one in Lance’s bionic eye. The Traveler at first refused, but Giro said it would only be a last resort, and he promised that he would return.
A promise he had no intention of keeping.
Giro, willing the last bit of life in his body, clamped his hooves around Nightmare’s arms, much to the demon’s amusement.
“It’s no use, insect.” Gloated Nightmare, ignorant of his fate, “Your will persits, but your dying body can not. Embrace the eternal darkness that awaits you.”
Weakly, Giro said what would be his last words, “Just… reassurance… for when I… DRAG YOU TO HELL!” He yelled, knowing what was to come.
Before Nightmare could respond, the world was consumed by a blinding light. The explosion destroyed the castle and surrounding landscape, with the scorching heat melting what little remained.
…And Equestria was left empty. Not a soul lingered. Nightmare, having killed even his minions for amusement, had unknowingly left himself without a means of resurrection.
From the few pockets of vegetation left, the world would regrow. It will recover…
…Without pony or brony alike.
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Hours later, Frederic’s Bunker
“Dad… I don’t like Marenopoly…” Spark droned, splayed out on the ground.
“Yeah, me neither. I forgot I hated this game.” I said, just as done with this as Spark was.
[How the hell does a game end with both players bankrupt?!]
<Well, can’t say it’s the most unrealistic outcome.>
[Fucking bankers, man]
I looked at the game I was planning on playing next, Bronopoly, but decided that wasn’t the best idea right now.
Who could I bug for things to do? David and Cody are busy dealing with their families, Drax is kind of boring, I just don’t like Aaron, and Peter is a bit too extreme with his pranks… Aha! I’ll ask Alexander for those portal bracelets.
[Do we really have to talk to that guy?]
<He’s not… that bad, Break. Sure, his speech pattern is a bit…>
[Fucking annoying?]
<Well, yes, but he’s harmless.>
ask
I poked Spark in the shoulder, “I’ll go talk to Alexander and see if we can borrow his bracelets. That sound fun?” I asked
Spark jumped to his hooves and ran around me, “Yippee! I always wanted to play with those!” He then suddenly stopped and looked at me a bit confused, “But mom said to never talk to that guy.”
Honestly, good move on her part. What would I do without her? I patted Spark on the back, “I’m the one that’ll talk to him, so it’s fine.”
“Okay!” He yelled as he ran out of the room, leaving me behind. Better catch up with him.
After a few minutes we knocked on Alexander’s door, but he wasn’t there. A little while after we found him in the kitchen baking a cake. When we entered he waved.
“Hello Lance, great day we’re having… WAS WHAT I WOULD SAY… THE HEAT IS UNBEARABLE!!” Alexander said in his… special way.
How does that bitch Trixie put up with this? Nevermind, I want to get this over with.
“Hey Alex…” I said as I pointed to Spark,” I was wondering if we could borrow your bracelets. Spark has been begging me all day if we could use them.”
Spark looked at me confused, but I gave him a look that said ‘go along with it’.
An expression of worry and shock was plastered on his face like a half n’ half bukkake, “Okay Lance… BUT JUST THIS ONCE!!” He said as he hesitantly slid the accessories off his forelegs and passed them to me.
As soon as I had them I turned to go back to my room, “Thanks man!”
“Just remember to give them back… AND DON’T BREAK THEM… THEY’RE ONE OF A KIND!!” He yelled out before I could leave.
“Got it!” I replied. A minute later me and Spark were back in our room. He sat patiently as I fiddled with the bracelets. How do these work?!
<Lance, you’re supposed to flex your hoof while wearing them.>
Oh, that makes sense. I slid one on and pointed it at the wall. When I flexed my hoof a blue portal appeared on the wall
“That’s so cool!” Yelled Spark in excitement.
I smirked, “If you think that’s cool, then watch this.” I said as I shot one portal on the ceiling and one directly below it on the floor. I then jumped into the floor portal and entered an infinite free fall.
Spark watched in amazement, “You’re going so fast, Dad!”
[Ugh.. I’m getting a little dizzy here]
Wanting to finish off this in a cool, but safe, way, I would need Spark to set something up. “Spark, put the mattress up against the wall!” I yelled.
“Okay Dad!” Spark said as he struggled to lift the bed up. When it was ready, I shot a portal on the opposite wall to launch me into it.
Only I used the wrong portal, causing me to smack into the floor with a sickening thud. Ouch! That hurt like a mofo!
Spark ran up to me in panic, “Are you okay, Dad?!”
“Never… better…” I mumbled into the concrete floor.
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Salisbury Hospital, Griffinstone Kingdom
Jun lay completely still in his dirty hospital bed bored out of his mind as he waits to fully recover. After that fake bitch Lance, Giro, threw him off that cliff, he barely escaped by floating down a river that led him all the ocean, before being picked up by a griffin fishing boat.
The griffins were a very gruff group, but they treated him better than any of the ponies did. They even brought him all the way back to their homeland so he could be treated there… not like they knew how to treat ponies well.
[This is fucking bullshit! Why did they have to wire our fucking jaw shut?!]
<There was little else they could do, but believe me, I am just as tired of not eating real food like the rest of us.>
{Jreak! Jawn! Shut up! I’m getting another headache.}
[That’s called brain damage, retard!]
<I don’t think we can say that anymore.>
[Since fucking when?! It’s 2014!]
That’s how most days went. Endless ranting between his consciences occasionally broken by a check-up with the staff.
Jun was trying, and failing, to sleep the time away, but the door opening caught his attention. A tall red unicorn made her way inside and stood at the foot of his bed. Her red snake eyes looked over him with mild intrigue. Jun could swear he saw a star shape flicker in her iris.
She gracefully swept back her long white mane before speaking, “You would be Jun, correct?” She asked
[Whoa mama! I’m already at half chub!]
<Damn! Wait, no, we have to get back to Twilight.>
Jun, unable to talk with a fractured jaw, could only nod his head sheepishly.
A devilish smile appeared on her face, “You are just the stallion I was looking for. I have an offer of sorts, if you are interested. I can offer you the power to surpass your oafish counterpart.”
[Ah hell no! This bitch is just wants to scam us!]
Jun shook his head. He was done taking deals. Nightmare offered the same thing and look where that got him. They treated him like shit, a fucking errandboy, and now he’s stuck in a hospital in a foreign country.
The mare didn’t take offense to the rejection. If anything she looked ready to press onward, “Your hesitance is expected. Why, after working for someone as single minded as Nightmare, even I would not trust so easily.” She then looked into his own eyes, freezing him in place. Scary, “But there is more to it than that, is it not?”
Unsure how to respond, Jun shrugged.
Her horn began to glow, and Jun felt like a hot wire was being ripped from his gums.
[AAAAH! That fucking hurt!]
<I knew something was off about her. We have to fight, Jun!>
[Why couldn’t this have happened after we got better?!]
With a burst, Jun was now off the bed in his Jreaking Jawn form ready to kick ass, “You whore! I’m going to enjoy beating… the shit… out of…”
…What happened? He could talk! And that ache in his rib was gone. Just who was this witch?
The mare herself hadn’t moved. Floating next to her was the contraption that silenced Jun for the past few months.
“Think of this as a gift… and a fraction of what those who join my services get.” She said simply, as if his outburst didn’t even happen.
“Now.” She continued, “I have an offer, if you please?”
Jun, confused with how everything is turning out, only nodded.
“You may call me Lilith. I have heard tales of your plight, clone of Lance Greenfield…” She trailed off
At the mention of that name he growled, but with a look she shut him up and continued.
“Brought into this world without a choice, with the same thoughts and memories as your counterparts… the same love for his wife and child… only to be told none of it mattered. Why would the feelings of a mere clone be of any consideration?” She said, tearing up old feelings inside of Jun, causing his head to droop.
Lilith walked forward and raised his chin with her hoof, “But you’re more than that, aren’t you? You’re just as real as he is, if not more so. Lance never had to lose his family, never had the experience of complete isolation as you have. That you would still fight for your wife and your son after all that proves you as the superior, do you not agree?”
That.. yeah! Fuck that poser Lance! He shouldn’t have to lose everything because he’s not the first one! He would not just forget everything HE did for Spark, Twilight, and Fawn! They should be with him, not Lance!
[Fuck yeah! We’re going to get our family back!]
<I miss Twilight and our kids so much…>
[Me too, Jawn! Oh God, I think I’m starting to cry.]
Jun was determined to do anything to beat Lance. He stood proud, ready for what’s to come, “Yeah! but I need something strong. I didn’t get angel powers like Lance. My Jreaking Jawn form was barely enough to beat Grace… and she sucks!”
<Didn’t we lose to Grace?>
[Shhh. Let us have this moment]
At the mention of angels, Lilith’s smile grew sinister, “Oh yes, that would be a problem… for most…”
He nodded his head in anticipation, “Yeah?! yeah?! What is it?!”
Lilith’s horn began to glow, and the star, no, pentagram in her iris glowed brightly, “How would you like the power to kill an angel?”
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Morning of the 3rd day, Frederic’s Bunker
Spark and I spent several hours yesterday messing around with the portals before Alexander frantically asked for them back. Bruised and battered from our activities, we went to bed afterwards
We woke up to an announcement by Frederic asking everyone to head to the main lounge. He apparently had something important to show all of us.
By the time we arrived everyone else was already in the room sans David, who appeared shortly after we did.
Frederic glanced around the room. Confirming that everyone was here, he started his announcement, “Hello everypony! It’s our last day in the bunker, eh. Is everything going well?”
The group mumbled in agreement, but clearly tired of just sitting around doing nothing.
“Okay, I know morale is a bit low, so that's why I-” A bright flash interrupted Frederic, who turned back in shock.
<Oh no…>
{It can’t be?! Not her!}
[Pussy time!]
Next to me Alexander started panicking, “Oh no, it’s Princess Luna… SHE’S GOING TO RAPE US!!”
Frederic hesitantly got in a battle pose, “Everypony run! I’ll hold her off!”
Before anyone could run to safety, a dark blue glow grabbed all of us, cutting off all means of escape.
With a crazed look in her eye, Luna slowly dragged all of us to her, “It was about time I found you, Frederic! Forgot about our mind link, didn’t you? Time for you boys to-”
*KABOOM!*
From my outstretched hoof, Luna was sent hurtling and violently impacted into the back wall, slumping over unconscious.
[Woman obliterated!]
Frederic looked like he had a heart attack, “JESUS LANCE! What did you do to my wife?!”
I left my Holy Dawn form and put a hoof on his shoulder, “I had to do it. She put all of us in danger.”
As Frederic went to make sure Luna wasn’t too hurt, I heard tiny hoofsteps behind me, “Dad? What’s going on? Why was the princess so… different?” Asked a scared Spark.
Aw fuck. Now I have to explain this to Spark. This is going to be difficult.
“Well… Luna was… under mind control!” I exclaimed. What? I’m not giving him THAT talk just yet.
“M-mind control?” Asked Spark, now terrified.
I hugged Spark close, “Yeah, there's a bad guy out there who’s taking control of all the mares and making them do bad things.”
Spark started shaking, “E-even mom?”
I looked away, “Yeah… even mom.” I hugged him tighter, “But don’t worry, bud. Tomorrow everything should be back to normal.”
A pissed off Frederic popped up behind us, “Now’s not the time for your sh- malarkey, Lance. Stop lying to the kid. “ Said Frederic. Come on man, I was hoping the lie would last a little longer than that. He turned to Spark, “Luna was in Heat. It’s a natural part of the reproductive cycle where all the mares hunt down and breed with the stallions. You’ll be part of it one day too, for better or for worse.”
I glared at him, but he glared right back. Fuck you Frederic. I was trying to keep Spark’s innocence. Whatever remained of it, anyways.
The laugh of a mare pierced through the room, followed by several others. My eyes widened in shock. Fuck! There’s more! Luna must’ve told them where we were!
A latch on the ceiling burst open, mares spilling all over the floor. I had to do something.
[Remember what Twilight said! Sacrifice one of the homies!]
{Great idea!}
<Oh I do hope they’ll forgive us for this.>
[Oh it’s fine. I’d be jumping in there right now if Lance wasn’t being such a bitch!]
I frantically scanned the room to see who would be the first. There! I flew over to their corner of the room.
Zorrow looked over to me while panicked, “Lance! What do we-”
“Not you!” I snapped. Moving forward, I hefted Aaron above me.
“”L-lance?! What the hell are you doing?” Screamed Aaron as he squirmed in my grasp.
“It’s for my kid!” I yelled as I threw Aaron into the still tangled pile of mares. The second he landed they dragged him in before he could get a scream out. Eh, he’s already been raped in the two previous heats. I’m sure he’ll be fine.
With the mares distracted with their current prey, I bolted over to Spark and put him on my back, ”SCATTER!” I yelled as I went down one of the hallways, leaving my other friends behind.
For a full minute I ran nonstop down the corridors of the bunker, trying to any place I could safely protect Spark in. Damn it! Why did Nightmare take away my ability to teleport! I would’ve been long gone by now.
I ducked when I saw something fly at me. Good thing I did, cause the steel wall caved in from my unwanted stalker’s attack. Hold on, is that Grace?!
<So it seems even lesbians fall victim to the Heat… I feel uncomfortable.>
[Yeah, uncomfortable horny! It’s like the one time you can fuck a lesbian and get away with it!]
<...You’re sick in the head.>
{Huh. That makes me wonder how Tovy is holding up.}
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Somewhere, Canterlot
Tovy screamed, “No! You can’t do this to me! I’m gay!”
The mare on top of Tovy laughed, “Hi Gay! Now give me that dick!”
“NOOOOOOOOOO!!!”
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Back to Lance
[I’m sure he’s got it handled]
“Stallions…” Grace droned. She lowered herself, getting ready to charge again.
I can’t fight her and protect Spark at the same time, he’ll get hurt! But I can’t leave him alone either…
“Spark! You need to keep running. Can you do that for me?!” I yelled, getting into a fighting stance.
“Stay safe, Dad!” said Spark as he jumped off my back and ran out of sight. Perfect. Now I don’t need to golf back.
I entered my Holy Dawn form and charged towards Grace, “Bring it on!”
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Elsewhere in Frederic’s Bunker
Seth and Zorrow galloped down the many corridors of the oversized safehouse. Both of them were breathing heavily and sweat coated their bodies. They lost sight of everyone a little while ago, but they had to keep running.
Right when they turned a corner, they slammed into something solid… yet furry. When they looked up they saw… oh fuck…
“Celestia?!” Seth and Zorrow screamed in unison, despair rocking through them.
Seth took a shaky breath, “I know that I haven’t been the best friend to you man…” He turned to Zorrow, ”but you’re all I… what the fuck?!”
Zorrow was already long gone. Just as he turned a corner he could hear Seth yell, “ASSHOLE!” at the top of his lungs.
‘That’s payback for leaving me at the mercy of Big Mac!’ He thought.
But before Zorrow could get much further, he felt something wrap around his back leg. Losing his balance, he tumbled on the floor and hit his head.
Gathering his bearings, he saw a green pony surrounded by vines.
Just before the vines could grab him, he dove out of the way and ran back to where he ran from, ‘I take it back! Vinetion is SO much worse than Molestia!’ He thought, more exhausted than ever.
“Get back here so I can tear you apart!” Roared Vinetion, right on his heels.
No way in hell was he letting that happen. He remembered what happened to Lance… he shuddered at the thought.
For the third time that day, Zorrow crashed into a pony, and this time it was… Seth? If he’s here then that means Celestia is…
Zorrow gulped. No matter how he looked at it, he was surrounded. Celestia blocked the path in front with Vinetion behind them.
Seth realized the same thing, his previous anger dying down to a whimpering simmer.
In the last moments the two remain unviolated, they shakily hug each other, waiting for the pain to start.
…
…
Seth and Zorrow hesitantly peeked at their captors, but both hadn’t moved yet. In fact, they were completely ignoring them.
“Celly..?” Vinetion struggled to say, almost as if it was being actively repressed.
“Vinetion..?” said Celestia in a strained voice.
The two stood still for what seemed like forever. But then, without warning, the two mares jumped into each other, lips locked.
Seth and Zorrow’s jaws dropped at the sight of them exploring each other out in the hallway. The prior feeling of dread now replaced with just confusion… and a little bit of horny, if they had to be honest.
“I think we should leave. Before they get any ideas…” Said Seth.
“Yeah… let’s go do that..” Replied Zorrow.
The two ran off without much fanfare.
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Wherever Peter is, Frederic’s Bunker
‘This is kind of boring’ Thought Peter as he piledrived a random pony, Berry Punch if he remembered correctly, through a table. The mare became a rag doll the second her head smacked against the ground. Peter got up and tossed her aside, ready to fight the next mare that jumped at him.
This time it was Carrot Top that lunged at him. Peter quickly spun on his front hooves and bucked her right in the jaw, sending her flying spitting teeth and blood.
This Heat was a lot more boring than last year. The threat level of horny mares doesn’t stack up well to super forms. Don’t get him wrong, he absolutely did not want a repeat of last year, but this whole event just felt really underwhelming.
Speaking of super forms, how could Peter still use Violent Inferno after Lance killed him on Nightmare Night? Uh… he didn’t really know, but his transformation did feel a lot weaker than before.
‘But not THAT weak!’ Thought Peter as he used a stray frying pan to bash in a mare’s snout, spraying blood across the room.
“Hey, watch it!” Yelled David as he shielded his young foals from the violence, “I DO NOT want to explain to Dash why Azure and Lightning have blood stains on them.”
Peter dodged another mare, his leg jutting outward, causing the mare to trip and fall into the nearby oven. Peter locked the oven door, trapping the mare inside, “I’m trying my best here, but they won’t stop coming!” He replied as two more mares fell from the ceiling. He simply stepped to the side as they cracked their heads against the floor, knocking them out cold.
With David as a noncombatant, on top of needing to take care of two very young foals, he was a sitting duck. But Peter could fight as long as he needed to. He won’t leave a friend behind.
“Watch out!” Warned David, but it was too late. Peter felt a rope tie its way around his foreleg. A quick glance showed it was Applejack. She may be strong, but he’s a Joki Knight! He would know a thing or two about lassos.
Pulling the rope with all his strength, Applejack was launched in his direction. He moved right out of the way as she shot past him… and right into a cabinet full of plates. The sudden force weakened the reinforcements, and the entire structure collapsed onto the cowgirl, glass shards and sharp utensils alike.
Peter started sweating when a crimson pool inked out from the rubble.
“Oops.” Said an embarrassed Peter, “Hope Rarity doesn’t get too mad at me.”
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Fucking somewhere else in this Bunker, I didn’t map out anything
Spark ran as fast as his stubby legs could carry him. He didn’t know what was going on. The Heat didn’t make ANY sense! Why would ponies turn on each other like this?!
He’s scared. He wants his dad… He wants his Mom..
Spark skid to a halt when he saw a pony in the dark. He couldn't tell who they were in this light, but as he turned around he heard them speak.
“Spark? Is that you?” He heard a very familiar voice call out.
He turned back instantly, face alight with relief, “Mom!”
From the shadows Twilight stepped forward, revealing her form. Her face was a bit red and something in her eyes looked wonky, but compared to the other mares he’s seen today she looks fine.
Twilight rubbed the top of his head, a sweat smile on her face, “Oh I’ve missed you, Spark. But I have something very important to ask… Do you know where your father is?”
Spark’s head popped up, “Dad? He’s this way! Follow me!”
As Spark ran off, Twilight followed with enthusiasm. She just HAS to see Lance.
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One of the many pointless storage rooms Frederic built into this place. Maybe he’s compensating for something.
Cody and Ditzy had found refuge in one of the side rooms. They had spent the past several minutes barricading the door with loose bits of furniture scattered around. He would’ve preferred to keep running, but the pregnancy had taken its toll on his wife, so they had to make do.
Ditzy was gasping heavily, exhausted from the brief workout that normally she could do without a sweat.
Cody leaned up against Ditzy, letting her relax into him, “It’s going to be okay. We’ll be safe here.”
She nuzzled his neck, “Cody… you could’ve left me behind. It’s you they want.” She muttered.
“I could never,” He comforted, “You saw how feral those mares were. What if they trampled you? I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if you or the baby got hurt…”
Ditzy giggled and put a hoof on her bump, “I’m so happy our foal has such a strong sexy stallion to look up to.”
Cody blushed at the comment, but then jumped when he heard a bang against the door.
He jumped to his hooves, “Ditzy! Get behind me!” Cody yelled in panic.
The barricade proved useless when the door exploded. In the doorway stood a blue unicorn, horn glowing with malicious intent.
“Found one!” The intruder yelled, no doubt alerting any nearby mares.
Cody looked around for something, anything, to use as a weapon, but before he could grab a nearby chair leg he was pinned down by a yellow aura. The mare jumped on him not long after, drooling all over his face. No matter how much he struggled, he couldn’t move!
“Get off of him!” he heard Ditzy yell.
It was like the unicorn didn’t even hear her. She began to hover herself over Cody’s groin, much to his discomfort. Thankfully, before she could do anything, she was thrown off of him by none other than Ditzy.
The aura keeping Cody bound disappeared, and he rolled back onto all fours. He ducked as another mare had entered the room and tried to tackle him. This wasn’t good. They need to get out of here!
The blue mare had recovered, and she was absolutely pissed, “What’s your problem, you bimbo?!”
Cody felt some grab at his back leg and trip him. Looking back he saw the second mare, a pale orange one, crawling her way up onto his back and pinning him. He tried to gently kick her off him without hurting her too bad. He knew they weren’t in their right mind.
A chill ran down his spine when he heard Ditzy scream out in pain. Snapping his head over to where he heard the scream, the sight made his blood run cold.
Ditzy was on the ground crying. Above her stood the blue unicorn… and her horn was impaled right into her stomach… right where their baby was…
Something in Cody snapped. With a roll Cody threw the orange mare off of himself. He didn’t care about where she was at the moment, he NEEDED to get her off of Ditzy.
As he bolted over to the unicorn, he picked up a broken chair leg from the long obliterated barricade and jammed the splintered end right into her neck.
Cody didn’t care if the mares weren’t in their right mind anymore. He didn’t care if he promised to never go back to his old ways. NO ONE hurts his family.
The mare fell to the ground desperately grabbing at her punctured throat, clinging to a false hope that if she holds tight enough she won’t die. Whimpering on the floor, blood pooled around her as crimson bubbles and snot foamed around her mouth. As the mare’s twitches slowed to a cold stop, for just a second the fog in her eyes cleared, regaining her senses in her last moments, before the spark in her eyes faded, and she lay lifeless.
Cody walked back to the orange mare, who was still dazed on her side, and jumped on the back of her head. With a meaty crack her head split open, staining him and the floor a familiar red.
Quickly running back to Ditzy, he hugged her. Both trembled in each other’s grasp.
“It’s going to be okay… it’s going to be okay… it’s going to be okay.” Was all he could think to say to comfort Ditsy… and himself.
Multiple hoof steps could be heard approaching. Cody reluctantly let Ditzy go and pulled out the chair leg from the corpse's throat.
As more and more mares poured into the room, he brandished his makeshift weapon. He would kill all of them if he had to.
“No one EVER touches my family!” Cody roared, “If you want me! COME GET ME!!!”
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Back with Lance
I dusted off my hooves and reverted back to my base form. To my left was an unconscious Grace, who’s upper body was embedded into the wall. I didn’t want to fight her, but she’s one of the few I can’t ignore.
[For all the shit she talks, she’s not even close to Graze!]
<I wonder why that is.>
[Bitches ain’t shit, duh.]
Now to go find Spark. He shouldn’t be that far away. The fight was only like, what, 40 seconds?
Trotting off into the direction I told him to run off to, I eventually saw two shadows, one small and one not as small. Shit! He’s not alone!
Flying as fast to Spark as I could, I entered Holy Dawn and prepared to deck the bitch who cornered my son. Only to stop my hoof inches away from her… TWILIGHT?!
“Dad! It’s okay! It’s just Mom!” Spark barked out in a panic. Whoops, scared the little guy.
“Twilight… What are you doing here..?” I squeaked out. Wasn’t she supposed to be in heat? She looks a lot more lucid than the other mares he’s seen today.
<Don’t let your guard down, Lance. I don’t like the feeling of this.>
“Oh… it’s nothing much…” Twilight said. Then her horn flashed, “ I just wanted some alone time with my favorite stallion~”
After regaining my vision, I saw Spark was nowhere to be found. What did she do?!
I dodged when Twilight suddenly jumped at me, “Where’s Spark?!”
“I teleported him back home… Now make love to me!” Twilight said as she grabbed me with her magic. Flexing myself I was able to break out of her hold.
[Lance! Come on! Twilight’s our wife!]
{No! Not like this! I’m not fucking her when she can’t think straight!}
<How thoughtful of you. But how are we going to subdue her?>
[Yeah, smartass! We can’t fuck her, and we sure as hell aren’t beating on her, so what the fuck do we do?!]
{I don’t know!}
For the next 5 minutes I jumped around Twilight as she tried to force herself on me. Meanwhile I wracked my brain for any ideas on how to knock her out without hurting her. Wait… that could work.
[The mind link? I forgot we even had that!]
{Yeah, me too. Can you guys use that to go into her mind and turn her off?}
<We can try.>
‘I’m sorry for doing this, Twilight.’ As soon as I felt Break and Dawn leave my mind, Twilight screamed and fell to the ground clutching her head. Each time she screamed, I winced. After thrashing for a bit she slumped over, and I felt my consciences return.
<It’s done, Lance. She should be out until tomorrow.>
[That has to count as some sort of war crime.]
{Thanks, you two. That couldn’t have been easy to do.}
[Nah it was piss easy. We’re just that fucking annoying.]
After picking up Twilight and putting her on my back, I ran back to the lounge. Spark must be terrified right now, so I have to fly back to my house as fast as I can before something happens to him.
3 minutes later I found myself back in the lounge. Frederic was there, just fine. Many of the mares from earlier were unconscious and stacked near the wall, and a shivering Aaron could be seen hiding on the opposite side of the room, glaring daggers at me.
Frederic turned to me, “Hey Lance, I got the entrance sealed up tight. There shouldn’t be any more surprise mares today.” Upon noticing Twilight on my back, he deadpanned, “Did you deck her too, Lance?”
I scratched the back of my head, “Nah, I just let Break and Dawn run around in her head for a bit.” At that bit of info, Frederic cringed, “By the way, I'm sorry for punching Luna earlier, but you of all ponies should know how dangerous an alicorn is.”
Frederic sighed, “It’s fine, Lance… It was only minor damage.” A look of unease showed itself on his face, “We should try to round up the last of the mares, eh?”
This is going to suck, “Lead the way…”
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Later that night
Over the past several hours we gathered the rest of our friends and knocked out any stray mares along the way.
Seth and Zorrow somehow remained unmolested. After a brief rundown of what happened, we decided that the east wing was best left alone for tonight. According to them, Celestia and Vinetion were ‘planting sunflowers’, and no one wanted to get between that.
Drax, unfortunately, had been caught fairly early into the chase. By the time we found him he’d nearly been sucked dry, but after dealing with the mares and giving him some water he recovered fine.
Aaron… Well, he got the thick of it. After I tossed him in the mares passed him around harder than a dollar bill. His sacrifice did help me and Spark get away, so I don’t feel that bad about it.
Peter had been found holding exhausted nearby piles of debris and unconscious mares. The whole time he fought them off while David shielded his kids. Peter did get a bit rough with it. Many of the mares had broken bones and injuries that wouldn’t fully heal. The biggest surprise was finding Applejack with lacerations across her body, but she should be back to full health soon… except for her face, there’s no fixing that.
Alexander just escaped the whole bunker itself. Somewhere in the chaos, he must’ve shot a portal outside and booked it. He was found 3 days later ranting about black holes or something
Cody was just… holy shit. When we found him he was muttering “It’s going to be okay” to a crying Ditzy. The entire room itself was caked in gore. When we found out about Ditzy’s stomach wound she was instantly rushed to a hospital. Unfortunately, her baby did not survive.
After counting up the bodies the best we could, we concluded that at least 47 mares had been killed by Cody alone, with Peter having injured at least 80 others.
Upon hearing the news, Grey Byte was distraught to learn that his wife, Colgate, was one of the mares Cody killed, and that his other wife, Berry Punch, had her neck broken by Peter, rendering her comatose. That sucks.
After taking care of everything at the bunker, I rushed back home to check up on Spark. Luckily he was just fine. He had spent the whole time playing with Fawn. Huh, so that’s where she ran off to.
Hours later, after the kids had fallen asleep, I found myself holding a bottle of alcohol, real alcohol. Today had been awful, and I didn’t want to think about everyone’s reaction to the casualties tomorrow. I didn’t want to think about the many ponies that would be crippled for the rest of their life. I didn’t want to think about the god knows how many kids Cody orphaned again.
I took a swig of my drink, the liquid burning as it went down.
How could something like the Heat exist in a nice place like Equestria?
I heard the door opening, but I didn’t bother looking.
“Lance…” Said Frederic behind me, “How are you holding up?”
“Not good…” I muttered. I took another sip, “I just… I don’t get why the Heat exists… It’s done nothing good for anyone…”
Frederic put a hoof on my shoulder and let out a deep breath, “Lance. Sometimes it’s not our place to understand the nature of things.”
I growled, “Screw nature. Just because it’s ‘natural’ doesn’t mean we have to put up with it.”
Frederic removed his hoof and turned to leave, “You’ll understand one day Lance.”
He stopped when he was halfway out the door. His head tilted in my direction, but his expression was hidden from me, "Fate's a bitch, eh?" He muttered with an almost misplaced mirth before disappearing into the nighttime air.
With that, he shut the door, leaving me alone in the dark.
…
Melodramatic much?
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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2012-08-28T00:48:39+00:00
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2024-01-10T07:17:53+00:00
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2022 Edit: This chapter was on Fanfiction but not this website, so I'm adding it in now. But due to the way Fimfiction works, I'm just combining two chapters.
Okay, I have a lot of test to do, so... I'm putting this story on a small hiatus. This is for two reasons: So I can study, and, because as you'll notice, I'm losing my touch. Yes, for once, I'm having trouble writing for LTD, so, I'll be writing a few chapters for 'Living the Dream: Love conquars all... right?'.
Chapter 7 (Chapter 132)
Dear Lance,
Lance old buddy oh pal, how you doing? Me? Oh, I've been just great... just fucking great.
Let's recap the last year or so, shall we?
You've stolen everything from me, everything! You've caused me so much grief and pain. Even though we were friends! Why would you do something like this to a friend?
But, I care not for that. I'm more angry about recent events. Do you know what it's like being in a griffin hospital? Not fun! They don't know how to properly treat ponies!
No matter, I don't need my teeth.
Now, back on topic: Ever since that day, I've been laying in a hospital bed, recovering, becoming stronger. Now... Now I'm back, and I must say, this unholy magic is overpowering!
Lance, I love and respect you, but that only goes so far. You took my life you idiot! You've completely ruined any and all chances of me having a happy life!
Don't worry, I'm going to fix that. All in due time.
As for you, I hope you've made peace with your family, because...
Do you know a certain guy by the name of 'Satan'?
If you do, then, let's just say I made a little deal with him. In this deal, I've given him a little something, and in return, he's given me a way to actually kill you! Yes, he gave me the power to kill an angel!
I never wanted to resort to killing you, but I see no other choice.
You may think you're invincible, but believe me, when I make my move, you'll see just how naive you've been.
Oh don't worry, I'll treat your family nicely, better than you have anyway.
Now, concerning your... 'friends'. If any of them find out about this letter, well... let's just say they'll have a fun time in hell.
How about this: If you so much as say a word to anyone, I'll kill them, and the ones you love. How's that sound? Good? Yeah, I thought so. Keep this between me and you.
Also, concerning your friends. When I come back, I don't want you to bring any of them. If you do, then consider them already dead. My patience is very low as of now, and I don't feel like dealing with minor threats.
Here's what I want you to do: Enjoy the time you have left with your family, because when I do come back, you'll be gone and I'll be left to take care of them.
I hope that last part made you mad, because it's one hundred percent true.
When I return, you will know. Trust me.
Your friend no longer,
-
I put the letter down and gritted my teeth.
Who sent this? WHO?
[There's no way to tell Lance. Ditzy just dropped it off and left.]
I rubbed my face and looked around the living room.
"What now?" I asked no one in particular.
Simple, we do what the letter said, enjoy life. Come on Lance, there's no way anyone made a deal with the Devil. If they did, then it would be our job to remove them. Am I correct?
{I hate it when you're right... And trust me, I'm going to enjoy life. And who ever this is, I will face them when the time comes.}
[That ah boy, Lance!]
I chuckled lightly and picked the letter up. Better hide this before anyone else reads it.
This chapter was a filler, but a necessary filler.
Chapter 8 (Chapter 133)
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"Wait!" one of the small fillies up front yells out.
I smile and close my memories book, "Yes?"
The small filly looks around the library and back to me, confused, "Who sent the letter?"
"I'm getting to that," I say with a chuckle.
"But," a colt in the back says, "Did Twilight get k..."
"I'm getting to that also," I state, a little smile on my face.
Another colt looks at me in confusion, "But, weren't you suppose to die when..."
"Listen, do you all want me to tell you my story, or would you rather me spoil it all for you?"
"Story!" they all yell out at the same time.
I smile and start to open the book again.
"One more thing," a older colt up front says, "What happened to Fawn and Spark? Are they still okay?"
I held up a hoof, "My children are fine." I put my hoof back on the book, "Shall I continue?"
They all gave a nod.
"And," another says. "Did you really kill your friend?"
My eye twitches, "... Are you all going to let me finish? You've all be quiet up till now." I held a hoof to my face, "I invited you all to my library for a story, not question and answer time."
"Sorry," he mutters.
I sigh and looked at the book, "As I was saying before I was interrupted..."
Present day
Five days after the letter
... And this is why I never go to Greg's.
[What were we thinking?]
I groaned and sat up, shaking my head in the process.
Note to self, don't drink anything Greg gives me.... it only leads to this.
I stand up and trot over to one of the sinks in the bathroom and turned it on.
<God, why did you drink that?>
[I told him to.]
<... Of course.>
I chuckled and splashed some water on my face.
Now, should I go kill Greg for doing this, or should I head home?
[Number one.]
<Number two.>
I shrugged and turned the water off. I then trotted out of the bathroom and into the destroyed living room.
Damn, Greg's and Pinkie's house is a mess... Well, what do I expect from two crazy ponies?
After walking through the house and out the front door, I take in a deep breath of fresh air.
That whole house smelt like punk and marijuana.
I let out a sigh and take to the sky, wanting to clear my head a little. I mean, hangovers, gotta hate them.
I flew through the sky lazily, letting the wind blow through my mane.
[... Why do I have an urge to have sex?]
I rolled my eyes and...
A small poof of fire appeared in front of my face, followed by a piece of rolled paper to fly into mouth.
I stopped mid flight and brought my hooves to my face.
I grabbed my throat and began to try and force the paper out of my throat.
After several attempts, I was able to pull the paper from my throat. I coughed a few times and looked at the roll of paper.
"Da fuck?" I muttered as I unrolled it and read the words it contained.
'Hey Lance,
Sorry I didn't reply to you in such a long time and, sorry to hear about everything on your side... I .... I really don't know what to say except that I am glad you're safe. If there is anything I can do, I would love to help you out and some of Ponyville too once everything on my side clears up. I can't do much though, my wing is sort of.... Different and by different, I mean not mine... It's a changeling's wing. Mine got ripped off and, well, I died. I died and was only brought back to life to see Ditzy leave me confused and hopeless.
One thing man, it's not your fault. You did your best and that's all that matters, it was their fault. You shouldn't beat yourself up about this or else I would. Give me around two days man, I will be there for my bro.
Also if I can make a request, I would like to pay a visit to that filly's grave. No pony should go through that. I've lived a few seconds of it and detested every bit except for seeing my mom.
Just a small visit, that's all I ask and after, just you and me bro, we are going to catch up and live life to the fullest for the weekend, okay?
I guess, this is just a part of life. Best we live it to the fullest, right?
Two days man!
No Shame. No Pride..... Wow, I haven't said that since, a really bucking long time man.... We really have a lot to catch up on.
Razor Graze.'
He finally replies! After seven or so months!
[What was our last letter to him again?]
<Remember?>
[No...]
<Fine... Luckily, I remember it.> *Clears throat* <Hey Graze, bad news.
A few of my enemies came together and attacked me and a few of my friends on Nightmare Night. They actually beat us, as in they beat the shit out of my friends and forced me to surrender.
Luckily, Twilight and the others came for me and rescued me. And, we were able to remove all of the threats, at a high cost.
Ponyville is gone. As in, it was completely destroyed during the fighting. So many innocent ponies died... and it was all my fault. I don't care what every one says, I screwed up!
I'll never get those images out of my head... I saw a filly die, killed by a explosion. And knowing it's my fault is the worst of it.
Wish me luck, I'm going to try and go on with my life.
Lance.>
[Oh yeah...]
I smiled and quickly flew off towards me house.
Five minutes later
I sat in front of my desk, writing out my next letter to Graze.
As I finished it, I shook my head.
Seriously, I only see trouble in the near future thanks to this simple letter. But hey, it's going to be fun!
I quickly read over the small letter:
'Yo, Graze,
Sure, you can come visit. All I ask is that you prepare for a lot of changes. You'll be surprised at how much everything has changed.
Anyways, I would say more, but come on. If you're coming, I see no point.
Lance'
Short and sweet. That's how I like it.
After sending the letter, I turned to the room and sighed.
I really should get to picking up all those sheets.. Meh, maybe at a later date.
Right now, I just want some damn food.
I shook my body slightly and trotted out of the living room and down the hall to the living room.
[Feeding time!]
Damn, that was hard to write... crossover next chapter.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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2012-08-28T00:48:47+00:00
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2022-01-10T17:46:29+00:00
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Future edit: You can skip this chapter as I never finished the plot and it ends on a cliffhanger. You can just skip to the last two chapters.
Well, I've decided to split this up into two or three parts.
Anyways, this is just a bonus chapter. Revolving around Lance trying to rescue Twilight from Val.
Before you ask, yes, even though this is a bonus chapter, all the events in this story happened during the seven month time elapse. So, this'll explain one of the adventure's Lance went on during the seven months.
Yes, the beginning is slightly rushed, but I had to do this to set up the rest of the chapter.
Also, if you see parts where quality was lacking, it was probably the parts I wrote after my boxing matches... I only won three out of eight... meh XD Or the parts where I was in the hospital, or something along those lines.
Last thing: I think I messed up on the whole 'Griffon's, Griffin' thing. So, please don't call me out on that one.
Bonus chapter: Finding Twilight part one
Four weeks after Nightmare Night
"Lance! Lance! Get up you lazy bum!" Someone yelled as I was thrown out of the bed and onto the cold floor.
"Da fuck!" I yelled out as I sat up and glared at the one who pushed me out of bed.
"Heh, sorry. You just wouldn't respond when I just told you to wake up." David said as he trotted around the bed and helped me up.
I stood up and shook my head, "Two questions are raised here. One, why are you in my house? And two, why did you wake me up! It's a Saturday! A SATURDAY!"
David chuckled, "The door was unlocked. And, don't you remember? That one pony from Trottingham set the date to today."
"Oh, forgot." I muttered as I rubbed the sleep from my eyes.
A week ago, a pony came down from Trottingham with the intentions of having a party in the honor of the ones who died during the Nightmare Night Massacre. It may not be the best way to honor them, but it's something.
Plus, I'm the main one who's responsible for their deaths.
I sighed deeply and trotted past David, "You know I would have woke up on my own, right?"
He smiled smugly, "It's twelve dude."
I facehoofed hard and looked at him, "Well damn. I was suppose to pick up Twilight from the spa.... how screwed am I?"
He smiled and spread his wings, "Don't worry bro, I covered for you. I told her we were doing something for my kids, and that I would get you there within the hour."
I smiled and gave him a nod, "I owe you one. How much time do we have to get there?"
He looked at his hoof... he's not even wearing a watch...
"About five minutes."
I spread my wings, "Let's get a move on!"
[*Yawn*... Ah, morning porn.]
<What?>
[Nothing, Dawn. Nothing at all.]
Seven minutes later
I came to a stop outside of the spa, breathing heavily.
I looked behind myself and chuckled. I must have left David behind or something, because he's not behind me.
[Forget him.]
I shrugged and pushed open the spa doors.
<I miss the one in Ponyville. The Canterlot spa is so... preppy.>
A few ponies turned in my direction, but went back to what they were doing when they saw that it was only me.
"There you are!" Twilight said as she trotted up to me, a pissed off look on her face.
I waved nervously, "Hey Twi, hows your day?"
She glared, "You were suppose to be here thirty minutes ago!"
I gulped, "Sorry Twi..."
She sighed and smiled, "It's fine, just try to be on time next time."
I saluted her and smiled, "You got it, ma'am!"
She giggled and trotted past me, rubbing her side up against me, "Come on, stud."
I couldn't help but chuckle as I turned and followed her out the door.
Once I stepped out the door, I trotted up beside her and smiled brightly at her.
She looked at my face and giggled, "You okay, Lance?"
I nodded and wrapped my tail around hers, "Yep, better than ever."
She pressed herself up against me as we trotted down the street.
[Wooohooo! We're getting laid!]
{Shut up. You know we're going to the party, right?}
[Oh... no sexy time?]
{No sexy time.}
I chuckled and rubbed my cheek against hers, "You ready for the memorial party?"
She sighed and nodded, "I guess..." She then stopped and looked at me, "Lance... what was it like?"
"What was what like?" I asked, stopping also.
She took a breath and looked me in the eyes, "What was it like that night..."
My lip trembled slightly, "Horrible, I saw ponies... being blown apart. I was trying to focus on fighting Nightmare, but I keep looking past him and seeing all the ponies..." A single tear ran down my face.
Twilight pulled me into a gentle hug, "It's okay, Lance. You did all you could do."
"I could have done more!" I suddenly screamed, attracting the attention of all the ponies around us.
Twilight leaned back and looked at me with saddened eyes, "Lance, you did all you could. You saved a of ponies and actually saved all our friends. If you hadn't told us all to go back with Celestia... I don't want to know what would have happened."
I gulped back tears and pulled her into a tight hug, "I'm sorry, Twi."
She returned my hug with greater force, "For what?"
The tears began to pour down my face, "For being the one they were after! If I hadn't been there, they wouldn't have attacked and killed..."
She leaned back and put her hoof to my mouth, "Lance, listen to me, please. It wasn't all your fault. I promise."
<Lance, it wasn't all our fault. We were just in the wrong place at the wrong time...>
I let out a deep sigh and wiped a hoof across my eyes, "Come on Twi, let's get to this party..."
She looked at me in concern, "Are you sure you can go, Lance? If you want, we can go home and talk about all this. The kids are with Dali after all..."
I shook my head, "No, I have to be there. It's the least I can do for causing their deaths..."
Twilight sighed and wrapped her tail in mine again, "When we get home tonight, we're going to talk this whole thing out. Okay?"
I smiled slightly, "Okay, Twi." I nuzzled her cheek, "I love you so much."
She giggled and returned my nuzzle, "I love you too, Lance."
I smiled warmly, but stopped when I looked around to see the large crowd of ponies who had gathered around us.
"What? Never seen a couple enjoying a tender moment together? Well, how many of you are getting laid tonight?" I said, a small grin still on my face.
Twilight facehoofed, "Lance, you know how to ruin just about every moment we have, huh?"
I began to trot down the street, causing her to trot after me, "Yep, every time."
Ten minutes later
This is the party? Really?
[Wow, you'd think that the guy who wanted to do this would have put more work into it...]
<This... this is just plain crappy.>
Indeed, the set up of the party was crappy.
There was next to no decorations, and nothing about the ones who died. Well, there was a sign that said, 'Remember them, because they won't ever forget you'. I guess that's good, but they deserve more then this!
<Calm down, Lance. At least the ponies here will remember them.>
{Yeah, at least...}
I turned my gaze from the main set up and looked around the area.
The stallion who set all this up had chosen the area outside of Ponyville. Which was a good choice, seeing as we were over looking the construction of New Ponyville.
"Life is a gift, always remember that." I heard a old stallion say to a few colts and fillies.
A small smile formed on my face as I watch the children nod up at the stallion.
"Lance." Someone said behind me.
I turned around and smiled, "Frederic, I haven't seen you since... that night."
He smiled weakly and adjusted his large eye patch, "I've been busy with a few things..." He sighed loudly and forced a chuckle, "So, what have you been up to?"
I shrugged, "You know, surviving." I then choked back a few tears, "Frederic, was it my fault that all that happened?"
He looked pained as he put a hoof on my shoulder, "No Lance. I know for a fact that it wasn't your fault. It wasn't anyone's fault. We just made a bad move, that's all."
I looked off to the side, "I guess you're right. It's just, I feel all this guilt..."
"I know, I feel the same thing. But, all we can do is live life to the fullest." He said, a small smile on his face.
This caused a smile to form on my face also, "Thanks Frederic."
He smiled warmly and gave me a light push, "Go, try and enjoy the party. We have to remember all of them, and I think this is a great way to do that."
I nodded and looked around again, at all the crying ponies who lost friends and family that night. "Yeah, it is..."
I saw Twilight and her friends all crying in a circle, while the bronies stood around, a few crying, a few just standing there. Everywhere else was the other ponies, the ones who had been caught in the fighting.
[Gah! Emotional!]
<... Be quiet, Break.>
Frederic trotted off towards a few ponies who were looking out over the remains of Ponyville, each had tears streaking down their face.
I sighed and looked back at Twilight and her friends. Seeing them cry tugged at my heart.
I gulped and trotted towards them, tears still rolling down my face.
"How you doing, Lance?" Peter asked as I passed him.
"Fine..." I muttered as I continued towards the girls.
Sixteen minutes later
"... And this is why we must remember them. They were caught in the middle of a tragic event. They didn't ask for it, they were just minding their own business. Further more..." The stallion on the stage said as he continued on with his long speech, telling why he started this party and everything else.
But, to tell you the truth, I don't think he spent a lot of time on his speech. I mean, he's jumping around to much. Plus, it sounds corny....
"Ugh! Can we go now?" A small colt asked off to the side.
"Shhh! Not now." His mother said as she leaned down to him.
I chuckled and looked over at Twilight, "When we get home, can we have a family outing with Fawn and Spark?"
Twilight smiled up at me and nuzzled my nose, "I'd love that."
"Now, I'm going to show you all a presentation of a project I have planned that will memorialize all those who died that night." The stallion on the stage said loudly as he levitated a large chest up on the stage. "This presentation is very special. A new type of magic, so I'll need a powerful unicorn to assist me in setting it up. Any volunteers?"
A few ponies whispered, and a few shrugged.
"I got you a volunteer!" Rainbow Dash yelled out as she flew up behind Twilight and began pushing her towards the stage.
"Rainbow!" Twilight hissed seconds before she was forced up onto the stage by a snickering Rainbow Dash.
The stallion smiled and held out his hoof, "Hello, Miss..."
"Twilight Sparkle." Twilight answered as she nervously shook his hoof.
He smiled and shook her hoof, "Nice to meet you, Mrs. Sparkle. As you may know, my name is Value."
Value? Pfft, stupid name... I mean, yay, awesome name!
[Yeah, you better say awesome! I wanted my name to be Value!]
<You don't fit Value, idiot.>
Value waved his hoof towards the chest, "Okay, Mrs. Sparkle. We're going to open that chest and slowly pull out the large object inside. Don't worry, it's safe."
What's his problem? I mean come on, he has a very creepy smile right now.
"Umm, I think I can do that." Twilight muttered.
Value nodded and used his magic to lift up a large necklace, which he put over himself. Next, he moved over to the chest and told Twilight to do the same.
The two of them used their magic to slowly open the chest and raise out a large blue crystal.
Da fuck? How's this a presentation?
Value waved a hoof at Twilight and told her to stand behind him. As she stepped behind him, Value stepped forward.
"Okay everyone, just look up here and..." He then slammed the crystal into the ground, sending out a bright light, followed by a shock wave. The shock wave traveled through the crowd, knocking ponies over, but only Unicorns. All the others, Earth ponies and Pegasi stood still, as if nothing had happened.
The wave reached me and the others and sent me to the ground, followed by all the bronies.
After a second, I forced myself to my feet and looked towards the stage to see...
... That's not possible!
Val!
<Well, we should have seen this one. I mean come on! Value. Val. It's so damn similar!>
Val was standing on the stage, a large evil smirk on his face. Behind him was Twilight laying the ground, holding her head.
I looked around and saw that all the unicorns in the area was holding their heads, or to be more specific, their horns.
"To easy." Val said in a smug tone.
I shook the dizziness from my head and stomped forward, "What did you do to them!" I yelled, scaring a few other ponies who were not affected from the strange shock wave.
Val gave a small shrug, "Oh you know. Took away all the magic all of you held so this will be easier."
"You what!" I heard most of the crowd yell out in surprise.
He smirked, "Oh, it's not permanent. Just temporary..." He chuckled and held up the necklace, "If you were all smart enough, you would have questioned why I put this on. This little necklace here repelled the magical wave, leaving my magic unharmed."
I jumped up on the stage and glared at him, "Alright, Val! I know for a fact that I killed you!"
He only smirked and shook his head, "Ah, Lance, so naive. You can't kill an Alicorn that easily."
The crowd began to mummer at this.
I of course already knew this.
"Pfft, being a Alicorn won't mean much when I'm beating the living shit out of you!" I yelled taking a step towards him.
He laughed and tapped the ground.
I allowed myself to smirk, "Oh come on, Val. You should know I can't die. What chance do you stand right now, huh?"
His horn flared and he brought Twilight up in front of him, using his magic to hold her by the neck, "I may not be able to kill you as of this moment. But, I know of a way."
My glare intensified, "Put her down, or I fucking swear, I'll rip your fucking head off!" I screamed, meaning every word.
He shrugged and waved her side to side, "Oh, but I can't. She's my insurance."
I clenched my teeth in anger, trying to keep my cool, "Insurance for what?!"
"To make sure you do as I say." He said simply.
"And if I don't?" I said, taking a step closer.
He smiled, "If you don't, I'll snap her neck, right here, right now."
I hesitated, fear taking place of my anger, "Wh... What do you want me to do exactly?"
Val grinned, "Good. As you know, I can't kill you in your current state. So, let's just say I've figured out a way to get past that."
"Get on with it!" I hissed.
He glared, "Don't you dare tell me what to do! Or I'll take my anger out on your precious wife!"
I held my tongue, but continued to glare at him.
"As I was saying," He said, glaring at me and all the ponies in the crowd, "You're going to do this one thing, and if you fail to do this. Bye bye Twilight."
"I'll do what ever it is!" I yelled angrily.
He smirked, "I know you will. Come to Naserrith. There, we'll finish this once and for all."
"Naserrith? And where is that?!"
His horn began to glow brighter, "You'll figure it out." He rubbed his chin, "Before I go. Just a heads up. I've made a lot of friends over the years, and all of them will do anything I tell them to do. So, before you think you can bring all your friends with you, remember this. If you so much as bring one of your friends, and I'm talking about the ones from Earth, with you, I'll make this little runt pay." He stated, shaking Twilight, who was groaning in pain from the sudden lose of her magic.
A low laugh escaped his lips, "But feel free to bring along any regular ponies. That'll be enjoyable to watch."
"What will be enjoyable to watch?" I asked, trying to restrain myself, knowing if I tried anything, I would lose the one I love.
"Oh, you'll find out." He said evilly as his horn began to glow brighter. "Just remember, get to Naserrith, and find the Temple of Moilia. That's where all this will end."
"Where is it?!"
"Find out." He said simply as he and Twilight suddenly disappeared.
"NOOO! Get back here!" I yelled as I jumped for the spot where they had been.
I growled angrily as I twisted around and jumped off the stage. I then began to walk down the hill and towards the Everfree Forest.
"Lance! Where are you going?!" Frederic yelled as he shakily ran after me.
I didn't stop, "Where do you think! I'm going to Naserrith to save her!"
He galloped up next to me and took a deep breath, "Do you even know where that is?"
I stopped dead in my tracks and hung my head, "... No..."
[FUCK! What do we do now?!]
Frederic put his hoof on my shoulder, "Lucky for you, I do."
I looked up at him and grabbed his hoof, "Where?! Tell me!"
He smiled, "Only if you promise to do as I say."
I snarled slightly and nodded.
Fifteen minutes later
War room in the Palace
Frederic, Shining Armor, and I stood around a large table with a large map on it.
Frederic moved his hoof across the map for a few seconds before coming to a stop, "Aha, just where I thought it was."
I leaned over the table and looked at where he was pointing. The area at which he was pointing was a large desert area, with a small square in the middle. Above the square was the name 'Moilia'.
"That's the place he wants me to go to?" I asked, studying the map.
"That's what he said." Frederic replied.
I nodded once, "Then that's where I'm going."
Frederic held up his hoof, "Lance, you can't just go there and fight him head on."
What? Why can't I?
"Why?" I said, a little annoyance in my voice.
He sighed and put his hooves on the table, "This place, Moilia, is very special. Celestia has spoken of this place." He let out a loud breath before continuing. "She told me that as long as you are within the temples walls, you lose all connections to magic."
I shrugged, "Okay, what does this have to do with me? As I see it, he'll be the weak one."
Frederic looked at Shining Armor and back to me, "Well, as far as I can tell, you're immortality comes from a form of magic. And, so does you're different forms."
I shook my head, "No, my immortality comes from being a Angel, and I don't need magic to transform."
"Lance," Shinning Armor said, giving me a stern look, "I've done research on this place before, and I can tell you this; It doesn't matter what powers you have, or how you got them, the temple takes everything from you and makes you normal. Doesn't matter who you are, as long as your inside, you're powerless."
I bit my bottom lip, "I..." I gulped loudly, "What am I going to do? I know he has something planned for me there, and I can't fight unless I'm in my alternate form.... I'm useless..."
Frederic shook his head, "No, you're not, Lance." He smiled lightly, "Lance, you're always determined to protect your friends, and even more determined to protect Twilight. You died for her after all."
A faint smile formed on my face.
"And," He continued, "I've seen what you can do when you're trying to protect her. You don't need Break and Dawn to fight Val, all you need is your love for her."
[So damn corny!]
"And we've all seen what the power of love can do." Shinning Armor said with a small laugh.
I nodded, still smiling, "Okay, you both made your point. But seriously, what am I going to do about this?"
Shinning Armor looked at Frederic and smiled.
Frederic smiled back and looked at me, "Alright, Lance, I think we have a plan. Seeing as how I'm the Prince, and Shinning Armor is the Captain of the Royal Guard, and also a prince, I think we can work something out."
"I can send a platoon of the Spec Ops guards with you. All hoof picked by me," Shinning Armor said with a large smile.
At my confused look, he added, "Spec Ops guards, they're pretty much the Royal Guard, just wear different armor and are used for foreign threats. Kinda like the Equestrian Military."
I looked at them and sighed, "Okay look, I would love to take them, but they'll only slow me down. I intend to fly all the way there and..."
"You can't fly there," Frederic said plainly.
I looked at him with raised eyebrows, "And why not?"
Shinning Armor beat Frederic to the answer, "Because, to get there, you'll have to go through the Griffon territory and the Zebra territory. We're on bad terms with the Griffin's. Thanks to a incident a while back. If they see you flying over, they'll more than likely chase you down and take you into captivity. There's only one way to do this."
I groaned and looked at him, "How do we do this then?"
"Simple." Frederic said, "You'll take the 'Iron Charger' there. And before you ask, the Iron Charger is a military train. There's enough room inside for you and a entire platoon of Royal Guards."
[Oh yes!]
"I don't know if taking the Royal Guard with me is a good idea." I said, a bit unsure.
Shinning Armor waved his hoof in front of himself, "Don't be naive, Lance. If you take the Royal Guard with you, they'll be able to take care of the minor threats while you go after Val."
Hmmm, I still don't know...
<Just take them, Lance. It's better than us going alone and getting Twilight killed.>
I shook slightly at the thought and looked at the two prince's, "Okay, I'll take them with me." I looked around, "So, when will I be able to leave? Because I want to get there as soon as possible."
Shinning Armor furrowed his brow, "Well, I can have them ready within two hours, and have them on the train in an extra thirty minutes."
Frederic nodded, "Don't worry, Lance. The trip there is only two days, at the most."
"Two days?! But I could get there faster on my own!" I half yelled.
"Calm down!" Frederic yelled back before catching himself, "Listen, Lance. It would take you four days to fly there. You have to take breaks, but on a train, you don't have to. You'll get there faster, I promise."
I exhaled and turned for the door, "Alright, I'll listen to you two. Just please hurry and get the guards ready, I want to leave as soon as possible."
"Will do, Lance." Frederic called after me.
"Wait, Lance." Shinning Armor yelled, causing me to turn around.
He smiled brightly, "Bring back my sister, you hear me?"
I smiled back and nodded, "Don't worry, I'll bring her back if it's the last thing I do."
Two hours later
Canterlot train station
"Five minutes!" The Lieutenant yelled as the platoon of fifty seven Royal Guard's trotted onto the train.
[They are so fucking badass!]
I chuckled lightly and adjusted my saddlebags, each filled with a few essentials I may need on this journey.
After finally adjusting the final strap, I trotted over to last passenger carriage on the train, the only one not full of Royal Guard's.
"Lance!"
I turned around and saw Tovy galloping towards me.
<Get on the train, get on the train... GET ON THE FUCKING TRAIN YOU DUMB ASS!>
"Uhh, hey, Tovy..."
He came to a stop in front of me and frowned, "Don't go, Lance! I don't want you to get hurt! Just stay here with me!"
I sighed and shrugged, "Well, sorry to tell you this, Tovy. But I'm going no matter what happens. I can't let her die because of me."
He hung his head, "Can you do one thing for me?"
"... Depends." I said slowly, bringing a hoof up to my mouth.
Tovy jumped up, pushing his face towards me, aiming for my lips. But, instead, his lips made contact with my hoof and I gave him a slight push, causing him to stagger slightly.
"No, Tovy. I told you, I don't go that way," I said sternly.
He hung his head again and kicked at the ground, "It was worth a try..."
I turned and jumped up on the train, "Listen, if I make it back, I may go on a guys night out with you. And I don't mean a fucking date. I mean we do something as friends, nothing more. Okay?"
He smiled up at me and nodded, "Yes! Not a date, just a guys night out!"
I couldn't help but laugh as I trotted into passenger car.
When I stepped inside, I saw five Royal Guard's sitting at a table, laughing. Which is weird to see, but meh.
[Military train, huh? I don't see how. I mean, there's tables by all the windows. It's more like a dinner train or what ever you call them.]
<Hey, even the military has swag. Am I right?>
[Maybe...]
I sat down at a table, laying on my stomach on the booth. I positioned my head so I was looking out the window.
After a few minutes, the train lurched forward, slowly picking up speed.
I watched the buildings slowly crawl by, a few ponies looking at the train with confused faces.
Soon, I was watching the country side fly by outside my window.
I closed my eyes, intent on getting a some sleep.
"Hey, isn't that guy the one we're doing this for?" I heard one of them ask.
"Ah, looks like him. Who else would have red strips?" Another said.
I then heard the sounds of hooves on wood.
Letting out a small sigh, I sat up and looked at the five Royal Guard's who stood beside my booth.
One of them, a unicorn, did a sort of nod, "You're Lance?"
I nodded.
He smiled and held out his hoof, "Well, it's nice to finally meet you. My name is Sil."
I shook his hoof, a small smile on my face.
The one beside him, a pegasus, spoke next, "I'm Chachila."
"Names Luric." Another Pegasus stated.
"Jarkins." The unicorn between the two Pegasi said with a smile.
"And I'm Zoarin." The last one, a pegasus, said.
I nodded to each, my smile slowly widening.
"It's nice to meet all of you, but..." I said, raising an eyebrow, "Shouldn't all of you be with the rest of the platoon?"
Sil only chuckled, "Yes, we should, but I like to have my team by themselves. You know, so we can be our selves."
"Team?" I said, sorta confused.
Jarkins nodded, "Yep. Sil here was promoted to Master Sergeant a while back and was permitted the privilege of setting up his own personal squad."
"How'd you manage that?" I said, looking at Sil.
He shrugged, a small grin on his face, "Let's just say that I took an arrow for someone very important."
"Was it to the knee?" I said with a small smirk.
He shook his head, "No, it went into my lower back."
{Break! Why did you make me say that! I hate that meme!}
[Worth it.]
"Yeah," Zoarin said, "You should have seen this guy, he was just trotting past Princess Luna and boom, someone takes a shot at her and the arrow goes right through his armor. The funny part is that he didn't even mean to do that."
"I still can't believe it." Luric said with a chuckle.
I looked at all of them, wondering why they were all so laid back.
"You guys seem different from the rest of the guard. You don't seem so, serious." I said, looking at each one of them.
They all looked at each other, smirking.
"Well," Chachila said, "When Sil here was going over the list of Royal Guards, he chose the most laid back guards. He wanted to set up a squad that trust each other, but can also have fun."
"And he made the right choices." Luric said smiling.
"Sure did." Sil said happily.
I smiled and nodded. I then went back to looking out the window, "Well, it was nice meeting all of you."
"Listen," Sil said, causing me to turn around, "We know what happened. With your wife being taken and all."
I looked at the floor, "Yeah, so?"
"We'll help you get her back, we promise." Zoarin stated, slamming his hoof into his plated chest.
Sil jerked his head downward in a nod, "My team and I will help the others take on any threats that get in your way. We'll clear the path for you so you can get her back."
I smiled, "Thank you... all of you. Even though this is your job, and you've been ordered to help me, I appreciate it."
Sil smirked, "Oh? We were ordered?" He and the others laughed, "Oh no, I volunteered to help. And since I volunteered, so did my team."
"Yeah, we joined because we wanted to help, unlike the others who were ordered to come." Chachila said proudly.
I let a large smile form on my face, "Thank you, I'll owe you all one when this is over."
Zoarin shrugged, "A drink will do as a reward."
The next day
10:17 AM
"Don't even try it." I warned as I watch Luric hold a feather over Chachila's snout as he sleep.
"Shh!" Luric shushed as he began to lower the feather.
"We're all going to die..." Zoarin said with a chuckle.
Luric slowly began to drag the feather across Chachila's snout, causing Chachila to slap Luric's hoof away in his sleep.
This caused us to snicker slightly as Luric went in for another try. But this time, Chachila's hoof shot upward and grabbed Luric's hoof.
"Don't try it." He said sternly, eyes still closed.
I chuckled and twisted around.
"Where you going, Lance?" Sil asked from his booth.
I shrugged, "I don't know. Just going for a little walk around the train."
"Hm, have fun." Zoarin said as he leaned over a table, reading a book I gave him.
I trotted to the end of the car and opened the door. I then walked through it and into the next couch.
Inside, I could see a few Royal Guard's sitting at the tables, all talking or laughing.
Huh, I guess they aren't all as strict as I had thought... cool.
As I trotted down the aisle, a few of them smiled and waved at me. I smiled and waved back.
[And that's how I clop.]
<I didn't want to know that...>
[Too bad.]
{*Sigh*}
I continued my way through all the carriages, going til I came to the first car. This one held very few Royal Guard's, but they all had serious looks on their faces.
"Ah, Lance." The Lieutenant said happily as he stood up from a table that had maps spread out on it.
"I've been meaning to talk to you." He said, gesturing for me to come over.
I trotted over and sat down across from him, "Why?" I asked simply.
He chuckled and pointed his hoof at the map, the one showing our current location.
"As you can see, we are right in the middle of Griffin territory. Meaning, we are now half way to Naserrith."
I smiled and nodded, "Do you have a plan for this?"
He gave a sharp nod, "Of course. We'll be fighting any threats that are not Val. But, if there are no other threats, we'll be doing our best to help you during your fight."
"Hmmm, is this really the plan?" I questioned, a bit worried.
He sighed, "Sadly yes. Little is known of Val, so we don't know what he's capable of."
I looked over the maps and sighed, "When will we get there?"
"I think we'll be there by late afternoon tomorrow."
"Good." I said as I stood up and began trotting for the door.
"Hey, Lance, wait."
I turned, "What?"
The Lieutenant stood up and stretched out his back, "Listen, when we arrive, I want you to stay with us. Don't run off, okay?"
I sighed and gave a reluctant nod.
The Lieutenant smiled lightly and trotted forward, "Look, Lance. I know what you're going through. I almost lost my wife to cancer a year ago. I remember trying to do anything and everything to make her better. I was desperate, like you are now. But, miracles happen. We don't know how, but the cancer disappeared before it was able to spread through her body." He put his hoof on my shoulder, "You're just going to have to trust us, Lance."
I look at him and force a hopeful smile, "I know, I promise I won't run off."
He gave me a pat on the shoulder and smiled, "Thanks, you don't know how much easier this makes it for us. And you. We're planning to..."
A sudden explosion, followed by the entire train shaking, interrupted the Lieutenant and sent both of us stumbling to the ground.
Before I could stand, another explosion rocked the train, throwing me back to the ground.
The Lieutenant jumped up quickly and began yelling out orders to the Royal Guard's who were in the carriage.
I forced myself to my hooves and stumbled over to the window as another explosion shook the train.
When I looked out, I saw the most unexpected thing.
The Darkness.
I thought I killed their leader! Why are they attacking us now?!
A Griffin flew past the window, throwing me into confusion.
The Lieutenant stumbled up next to me and groan, "Griffin mercenaries... that's just great."
"Mercenaries? Why are they helping the Darkness?" I asked, still confused.
"Simple," He said, "Someone's paying them."
The train shook violently as three explosions went off at almost the same time.
The Lieutenant turned and yelled at the remaining Royal Guard's, "Get everyone in their stations! NOW!"
"Sir!" They yelled as they galloped for the door.
I began to gallop after them, but the wall a few feet from me exploded inward, throwing me to the ground.
Before I could stand up, three pure black Pegasi flew into the carriage, followed by a Griffin wearing a body armor type suit.
One of the Pegasi jumped for the Lieutenant, but he dodged to the side and gave it a hard kick to the side. Causing it to disappear in a burst of black smoke.
But, before he could draw his sword, the Griffin charged him, slamming him into the wall.
I jumped up and galloped towards the two remaining Pegasi. I slammed into the first, sending it through the hole in the wall. The second swished its blade like wings at me, but only cut off a few strands of my mane. I threw my hoof forward, slamming it through the pony.
I spun around and watched as the Lieutenant head butted the large Griffin, causing it to stumble back.
I sprung forward and slammed my head into it's back, causing it to gasp in pain.
The Lieutenant twisted around and gave the large Griffin a hard buck to the chest, causing it to fly out the hole in the wall.
"This is not good!" The Lieutenant yelled as he pulled out his sword and galloped for the door.
I began to follow, but stopped when I looked out the hole and saw all the Griffon's and Darkness flying around. The Darkness was using some form of magic and was throwing large balls of magic at the train, each one blowing a huge chunk out of it.
I gulped and sprint for the other couch.
When I ran in, I saw nothing but Royal Guard's and Griffon's fighting it out. A few dark Pegasi were mixed in with the large crowd.
[Angel form?]
{No, I only need Breaking Dawn.}
A bright light flashed as I changed into Breaking Dawn, causing a few Griffon's and Royal Guard's to look my way.
I cracked my neck and flew forward, slamming into two Griffon's in the process. I grabbed each by the neck and slammed them together, instantly knocking each out.
As I threw them to the side, a dark Pegasus flew forward, slamming its bladed wing into my shoulder.
I grimaced in pain and hooked it in the face, turning it to black smoke.
I coughed slightly and flew forward, slamming my hooves into any Griffin or dark Pegasi I flew past.
When I reached the door, I pushed it open, ready to provide a little help for the next car. But, when I opened the next door, a large explosion sent me flying back into the one I just came from.
As I coughed and tried to stand, a Griffin reached down and grabbed me by the neck.
It lifted me up to it's face and laughed. It pulled back its talon and... fell?
I mean, it let me go and just fell to the ground... what?
When I hit the ground and looked up, I saw the Lieutenant, smiling.
"Gotta be careful, Lance."
I shrugged and jumped up, "I am."
And before he could reply, I charged towards the car that I was going to previously.
But, when I entered it, all I saw was the landscape speeding by.
There was no other car anymore. Just a scarred platform where it use to be.
I ran across the destroyed carriage, and ran into the next one. Inside this one was very few Royal Guard's, who were trying desperately to fight off a couple Griffon's who had flown in through one of the large gaping holes.
I clenched my teeth and flared my wings. I sprung forward and headbutted one in the back of the head. As he fell, another slashed it's talon's across my chest, causing blood scars to form.
I winced slightly and grabbed its talon as it tried to redo it's attack. I twisted hard, breaking it's hand and pushed forward, causing the Griffin to stab its own talons into it's gut.
<Don't kill them, Lance!>
{I'm not...}
I grabbed the unconscious Griffin that I knocked out and threw it towards another, sending both of them out one of the holes.
I turned to help take care of the others. But the Royal Guard's had already taken care of the other Griffon's in the car.
One of them nodded towards me and jumped out through the hole, spreading his wings and taking flight.
Hmmm, should I?
[Yes, we should try and stop them from getting on the train. Or at least slow down the amount of them getting on.]
<I agree. We can slow them down at least.>
I gave a nod and bent down and picked up one of the fallen Royal Guard's swords.
<No! We don't have to kill the Griffon's!>
{I know, I'm just going to injure them.}
[... How are we even holding this sword in our hoof?]
<No idea... but let's roll with it!>
Before you start saying, 'Hey, ponies can't hold swords in their hooves!' Watch this, it pretty much makes it cannon that ponies can indeed use swords with their hooves:
The proof is in this link.
I spread my wings and flew out of the train and into the morning sun.
The second I was out in the open, a pair of Griffon's veered off their path and flew towards me.
As the first one reached me, I ducked under its talon and slashed my sword across it's unarmored wing, removing it entirely.
I quickly twisted around and barely dodged the other Griffon's sharp talons. I flew forward and ducked under its next attack. I then slammed the sword forward, tearing through the muscle in the Griffon's leg.
It yelped in pain and stopped flapping its wings, causing it to fall towards the ground.
I smiled proudly, but snapped back to being serious when I heard two more explosions.
I flew towards a group of Darkness, sword held in one hoof.
But, before I could reach them, a large Griffin slammed into my side. It grabbed me by the throat and began to apply pressure.
I began to gag, trying to push the Griffin off of me, but was unable to break it's iron grip.
[SHIT! I got this!]
My hoof shot upward, the one holding the sword, and swished past my face.
The Griffin's grip instantly loosened as it's hands were removed from its body.
As it looked at its arms, now with stubs, I flew forward and delivered a devastating kick to its face. Sending it towards the ground.
I winced slightly as I removed the talons from around my neck and quickly flew after the train, which was still speeding away.
While I was flying towards it, I could see more and more Griffon's and dark Pegasi landing on the train. While the others bombarded it with explosives.
Once I reached the train again, I set out to stop the Pegasi who were constantly bombing it.
I flew towards three of them and cut one in half, and as it turned to smoke, I gave the one next to it a heavy left jab. The last one stopped and threw its bladed wings towards me. I brought the sword up and blocked the attack and spun backwards, slamming my back legs into its chin.
I sighed and wiped a hoof across my forehead.
I looked down at the train and groaned. There where Griffon's on top of the couches, each one either fighting a Royal Guard, or tossing explosives into the car below.
"Why me?" I muttered angrily as I flew towards the train.
I landed on the roof and pointed my hoof at two Griffon's, "Come at me bros!"
The first one glared and flew towards me, but when I swung the sword, it ducked under it and slammed it's head into mine, causing me to fly across the roof of the train. I skidded to a stop and tried to stand, but the large Griffin pounced on me and held me down with its talons.
But, before it could try anything, something slammed into it, sending off the side of the train.
Chachila landed in front of me and smiled as he extended his hoof, "Need some help?"
I rolled my eyes and allowed him to help me up, "Thanks."
And after saying that, I flew towards the second Griffin, catching him by surprise.
I brought the sword down on its right wing, removing it from it's body. As it reared up in pain, I spun to the side, slamming my back legs into it's side. As it fell off the side, I twisted around and slammed the flat side of the sword into another's face who was trying to grab me from behind.
Chachila landed beside me and slashed his sword across a Griffin's throat.
"Heh, you're pretty good." He commented.
I smiled and brought my sword up, "You're not so bad yourself."
[UGH! Don't quote all those action movies!]
Two minutes later
"Shit!" I yelled out as I tripped over one of the bodies on the roof.
I fell to the ground and turned over just in time to block the talons of one of the Griffin's. I gritted my teeth as I pushed back with the blade and used my back legs to push myself away from the Griffin.
Chachila flew over me and slammed his sword into the Griffin's gut, causing it to fall of the train.
I stood up and looked around. Luckily, there weren't that many more left. Just a few flying around, and a few inside the train.
"Come on! We have to stop them before they hit the engine!" One of the Royal Guard's yelled as he took to the air.
I looked skyward and flew upward.
[We are so badass!]
{No, we're only luck...}
Something heavy slammed into me from behind, catching me by complete surprise. I pulled my wings in and twisted in mid air.
The large Griffin, who had rammed me, was flying down towards me, its talons pointed downward, towards me.
{Okay you two, you ready to pull a Rainbow Dash move here?}
<[You know it!]>
I took a deep breath and twisted back around til I was facing the ground, which was coming up fast.
Seconds before hitting the ground, I flared my wings and flapped hard, sending my body forward at a high speed.
The Griffin, however, wasn't so lucky. As it went to pull up, its body slammed into the ground, either killing it or knocking it out. I hope it was the former.
But, as my luck would have it, my prosthetic wing gave out.
I slammed into the ground, sending dirt and rocks everywhere.
After a few seconds, I gasped in pain.
"Fu...ck..." I gasped as I forced myself into a sitting position.
<Come on, Lance! We have to keep up with the train.>
I painfully stood up and began to limp in the direction the train was going. I slowly began to gallop as the pain slowly resided.
"Whoa! Are you okay, Lance? That was a painful looking fall!" Luric yelled out as he flew down to fly beside me.
I chuckled and spread my wings, "Don't worry about me, just keep them off the train."
He frowned, "You better be okay." He then banked left and flew towards a few dark Pegasi.
I clenched my teeth and took to the air, flying for the train. I resisted the urge to scream in pain each time I flapped my wing. I knew I should have listened to Twilight when she told me I had to be careful with it...
I forced myself to fly until I was next to the train.
With a grunt, I threw myself through a small hole in the side of the train and landed in front of three Royal Guard's.
"Buck! Are you okay?!" One asked as he quickly helped me stand on all fours.
I winced and nodded.
"Lance!" Chachila yelled as he flew in through the window, "What happened?!"
I shrugged, "My wing gave out, nothing big..."
The train again rocked with a explosion.
"Chachila, you should get out there and help. I'll help on the inside." I said as I picked up another sword from another fallen Royal Guard.
Chachila laughed, "Giving orders, huh?" He then flew out the hole, followed by one of the other Guards.
I smiled and began to make my way down the carriage, moving towards the front.
After passing through a few couches, and fighting a few Griffon's and dark Pegasi, I came to the second to first car. Inside was two Royal Guard's who were trying to fight five Griffon's.
[Unfair odds right there.]
I cracked my neck and ran towards them... only to have a sixth one slam into my side.
I slammed into the wall and hit the ground with a loud grunt. I stood up quickly and faced the Griffin.
The sword I was using was no longer in my grasp, it was knocked out of my hoof when the Griffin rammed me.
As the Griffin sprung forward, I dropped into a fighting stance, ready for some hoof to talon combat.
But, before it reached me, four different swords slammed into its side, sending the Griffin to the ground.
"Aha! How'd ya like that one!" Jarkins yelled as he trotted into the carriage, a couple swords floating around him.
[This reminds me of 'Fallout: Equestria'...]
Jarkins nodded at me as he began to launch the swords at the Griffon's and dark Pegasi. Each sword slammed into it's target. Either killing it or incapacitating it.
As the last one fell, Jarkins turned to me and smiled, "I see you're holding your own."
I nodded and picked up another sword, "Thanks, Jerkins. I'm getting too old for this stuff."
[Aren't we only eighteen though?]
{Yeah, I just feel old...}
"Too old?" Jarkins laughed as he lifted up a few more swords and trotted back the way he came.
I chuckled to myself and picked up another sword.
"You alright?" One of the guards asked me as I began to trot towards the next car.
I gave a nod, "Never better..."
[Are you sure you're okay? It doesn't feel like you're okay...]
{I'm fine.}
I stepped out of the carriage and into the next one. Thankfully, the Royal Guard's in this one had already taken care of the Griffon's and dark Pegasi.
I looked over at one of the large holes in the wall and trotted over, almost falling over when another explosion went off.
When I looked outside of the train, I saw that the most of the Griffon's were pulling back, but the dark Pegasi seemed to stay. Strange...
"What is he doing?" One of the Royal Guard's asked as he and the others looked out a window on the other side of the car.
I turned and walked over to them. When I looked out, I saw Chachila and another guard trying to fight three very large Griffon's.
"He's going to get himself killed..." The guard next to me muttered.
I shook my head, "Nah, he'll do fine. He has them in his..." I stopped as I watched the other guard get slashed across the throat. Which, caused him to fall away from the fight and distract Chachila.
[Well fuck...]
Damn it!
I opened the window and climbed through it. But, as soon as I turned to fly to his aid. The Griffon closes to him swung out with its talons and knocked off Chachila's helmet.
<Lance... that was more than just a helmet...>
My eyes widened as I saw Chachila's now headless body begin to fall towards the ground.
[Damn it!]
<...>
I kept pace with the train, but watched as the three Griffon's flew towards the front of the train.
"Follow me!" One of the Royal Guards yelled to his comrades as they all ran towards the engine.
I glanced around quickly, seeing no other threats, and flew towards the front.
After a few seconds, I flew to the side and landed in the car that was next to the engine.
I started to walk towards the door that lead to the engine, but four Royal Guards stood in front of it, trying to break the door down.
Among them was Sil, who looked pretty pissed as he tried to use his magic to break the door down.
I trotted up and groaned slightly.
"Lance!" Sill yelled as he stopped working on the door and looked at me, "Can you help us out here?"
"What is it?" I questioned, wondering why they were having trouble with the door. I mean, it should be pretty easy to break down.
"Well," he said, looking at the door, "It appears that they've somehow put a spell on the door."
"And hows that possible?" I asked, "They're Griffon's. Not unicorns."
[Lance? Why so serious?]
{I'm going to remain serious till I get back my Twilight back!}
[Okay... sorry...]
"I have no idea..." Sil muttered as he let out a sigh.
"Buck!" one of the other guards yelled as he kicked the door again.
I rolled my eyes and walked over to them, "Move!"
They all looked at each other and slowly backed away from me and the door.
I put my hoof on the door and thought for a second.
....
Ah!
I moved over to the side and slammed my hoof through the wall. I then pulled it out and turned to face the Royal Guards, "It's that damn simple! If the damn door is locked, break down the wall!"
They all nodded, a little fear in their eyes.
[Wow... we're scaring Royal Guards....]
<That's kinda scary... for us that is...>
I waved my hoof at them, motioning for them to follow and broke my way through the small hole. When I was in the section between carts, I could hear the three Griffon's yelling at someone. Strange?
I shook my head and kicked the door open. I jumped in, followed by the other Royal Guards.
But, what I saw surprised me.
Val was standing in front of the three Griffon's, smirking. The three Griffon's continued to yell at him.
"... suicide!" One yelled.
Val looked up and smiled at me and the guards.
"Ah, Lance. What a surprise."
"You bastard!" I growled, anger replacing my serious attitude.
"Words are only a front, Lance," he said as he disappeared in a flash of light.
I started to yell at the Griffon's, but, before I could, another flash of light filled the car.
"Ah crap..." One of the guards muttered.
[Fuck, is that a...]
<Bomb?!>
.... What the fuck?!
The thing that appeared in the car was a small yellow box with a timer on it...
And the timer said eleven seconds!
"Move!" Sill yelled as he and the others turned and galloped out of the car. I turned and ran after them, jumping through the hole and continuing to run down the car.
Wait... wings!
I spread my wings and propelled myself forward, grabbing Sil and another guard in both my hooves.
I then flew to the side and out of the hole in the wall. The other two guards jumped out, but only one of them was a pegasus...
Seconds after leaving the train, the entire front blew outward. The force of the explosion slammed into me, knocking me out of the sky.
Before we slammed into the ground, a small shield engulfed us.
But, as we hit the ground, it only blocked out a small amount of the impact. The shield shimmered for a second before it gave out completely.
Okay, I split the chapter here. Sorry for the cliff hanger. You'll find out what happens in a week or so.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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The POV has been changed to third person for part 1, part 2 will be back to first person.
This is also two chapters in one
Prologue to the final act
In the past eleven years, Equestria has seen its largest change in culture since its start. The arrival of the bronies was an unexpected event, and caused much unseen chaos throughout the world.
But one of the more interesting events happened in a small town known as Ponyville, the events that lead to its destruction and rebuilding. The events following it within the next three years were just as destructive to the environment. All of it caused by one single pony.
The events of those first three years were just the beginning of an even bigger picture. In the years after, the bronies of New Ponyville and Canterlot caused enough trouble to be noticed by other forces.
The trouble they caused was never meant to cause harm, but each time they tried to help others or succeeded in doing so, something always went wrong. And each time this happened, they caused a bit more chaos.
Lance Greenfield, the unofficial leader of those bronies, has been the main cause of all their problems, mainly due to what he is.
However, they've always seemed to fix everything they've caused. It always seemed.
As of the recent year, they've caused more trouble and accidental deaths than in past years. And as it seems, something is starting to pay more attention to them.
This is the unknown story of the events that happened on April 3rd, 11 A.B..
Living the Dream: The Final Act, Part 1
Ten years after the destruction of Ponyville
April 3rd, 9:21 AM
"Lance, I see four of them over there at the forests edge," Seth said as looked out over the stonewall that hide him and the others from view.
"There's also two others over there. I don't see any of the others though," Greg said as he crouched back down behind the wall.
"So we have at least six, possibly more, of them in front of us, and even more behind us. Damn, the odds are always against us," Lance said as he sat on the ground looking at a map of the area.
"If we can get across this clearing, we should be fine," Seth said as he returned to crouching behind the stonewall.
Lance looked over at him, "Weapon check?"
"We have at least enough ammo to take out the ones ahead of us, and maybe five more. Maybe, that last firefight really hit us hard," Seth replied.
"So we're screwed if more show up?" Greg said, a smile on his face.
"Basically," Seth said with a shrug.
At that moment, two other figures ran up and slide up against the wall with them.
"To many behind us, we'll have to go straight," Seth said, out of breath.
"Tell me something we don't know," Lance said as he put the map away.
Zorrow looked at him as he caught his breath also, "Well, we think the other two groups of our friends are already halfway there, we're the farthest ones behind."
"As expected," Lance said with a slight chuckle. "Well, let's get this over with. Ready your weapons."
They all nodded as they fixed their bracelets, which were leg mounted firearms.
"Ready?"
"Ready!"
"Then over the top, bronies!" Lance said, mimicking a old sergeant.
All five of them jumped the wall and began running into the large clearing, instantly being noticed by all six of the armor clad ponies in the field.
"Take the two over there first!" Lance yelled out, followed by Seth and Zorrow firing two shots each, easily taking out the two.
The five friends dashed across the open ground as the other three ponies opened fire on them.
Zorrow raised his hoof in mid-gallop and fired three times, hitting one of them. The others fired on them, effectively downing the other two armored ponies.
"Yes!" Lance yelled out with a big smile on his face. "Now to hope we outrun the ones behind us."
Each one of them laughed, till they neared the other side.
Suddenly, they all came to a screeching halt as the forest in front of them came alive.
"... What about the ones in front of us?" Seth said in a small voice.
Lance started blankly ahead as the armored ponies stepped out of the forest.
"Fuck..." is the last thing Lance says as the ponies ahead of them open fire.
It lasted only a few seconds, but once the gunfire stopped, all five of the bronies lay on the ground.
All was silent for at least ten seconds.
Till, "And game set match! Bronies lose yet again!"
Lance sat up and rubbed his head, "We haven't lost yet, the others are still out there."
"The others? They fell for the same trap," Frederic laughed as he stepped out of the forest and ahead of his Royal Guard. "So as I was saying: Bronies zero, Royal Guard eleven."
The other bronies sat up groaning, the rubber bullets falling off of them.
"I hate wargames..." Zorrow groaned as he stood.
"It's either help them train, or sit at home and be lazy," Seth said as he too stood.
Greg chuckled, "Pussies, at least I can take a bullet."
"Rubber bullet," Lance reminded.
"Whatever."
Frederic laughed again, "Again tomorrow?"
"No," Lance said, "Twilight and I plan to go visit Spark and your kids in Manehatten."
Frederic gave a nod, "Alright then, tell Nova and Star Chaser to send their parents more letters involving how their studies are going."
Lance chuckled, "I'll tell them, maybe."
Frederic rolled his eyes and looked back at the Royal Guard, and addressed the Captain. "Training is over for today, round up the rest of your men and head back to New Ponyville."
The Captain saluted, "Yes, Prince Frederic!" He then turned and yelled, "You heard him, round up and head on home!"
As the Royal Guard moved back into the forest, Seth and Zorrow began to walk after them, heading home as well.
"Yo, Lance, ride?" Greg asked, giving Lance a grin.
Lance shook his head as he began to fly upward, "Walk home, Greg. I don't want to hurt my back again."
"Yeah yeah," Greg said as he began to walk off as well.
"Just don't get lost," Lance warned as he took off into the sky, heading to meet up with Twilight in New Ponyville.
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11:58 AM
“Are you one hundred percent sure you packed all of our suitcases with everything I had on the list?” Twilight asked as Lance zipped up the last of the suitcases.
Lance rolled his eyes with a smile as he turned his head to her. “Of course, Twi. I learned a long time ago to always follow your list to the point.”
Twilight gave a nod and smiled sadly. “Where has all the time gone?”
Lance chuckled a bit, “It seems just like yesterday that I walked up to your house and boldly came face to face with you.”
“And I’ll never know why that’s the first thing you did upon arriving in Equestria,” she returned with a laugh.
“Well come on!” Lance said as he leaned on the bed, “I was the basic brony back then! Of course I was going to go to the home of my favorite pony. I mean, of course, that’s what they all did in the old fanfictions I use to read.”
Twilight rolled her eyes and levitated two suitcases up. “Luckily it all turned out for the best.”
“Sure did,” he said with a smile as he leaned down and took a suitcases handle in his mouth and lifted it up.
They walked out of the room and headed downstairs and out the front door, where a carriage awaited them.
Lance tossed his suitcase up onto the roof of the carriage followed by Twilight placing hers on top of his.
“Two more,” she announced as she walked back into the house.
Lance started to follow, but stopped as something caught his eye. A slight sparkle in the sky.
He looked upward and watched for what caused it, but nothing else happened. Nothing but a clear sky.
Lance shook his head and followed after Twilight.
Once they had placed everything onto the carriage, they climbed into the cabin and closed the door.
“Ah, now just a long trip ahead of us,” Lance said as he took up a whole seat to lay back in.
Twilight sat down in the other seat across from his and smiled. “I’ve been waiting to see this school that we’ve enrolled our kids in. I hope they’re like the packet said they were.”
Lance smirked at her. “Ya really should have came with me when I dropped Fawn and Spark off, you’d had a chance to go in and check it out.”
“Stop rubbing it in my face, you know I was busy that week,” she said as she crossed her legs and glared at him a bit.
He only chuckled as he banged his hoof against the wall, giving the driver the all clear.
The carriage lurched forward suddenly, but eased into a steady ride as it pulled away from their house and began down the road.
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12:14 PM
“Blah blah blah, that’s not how it happened and you know it,” Twilight said as she stared daggers at Lance.
Lance in defense held up his front legs and grinned, “Oh yes it is, you were hanging from my underside while we walked down the street only covered by a blanket. You know that’s how it happened, besides, I can always get Greg to confirm the story."
“Just shut your face and take a nap,” Twilight said trying to hold back a smile.
Lance laughed freely as he sat up, “I think I’ll just stay awake just to-”
He was suddenly cut off as ponies on the street outside of carriage began to yell to each other.
Curiously, Lance pulled back the curtain over the right side window and looked out of the moving carriage.
On the street, ponies were stopped and looking up. Most looking to panic while others just stood there, looking skyward.
“What the hell...” Lance muttered as he started to look up, but Twilight pulled him back in to face her.
“What’s going on?”
Lance shrugged, “I don’t know, I was started to look up but somebody pulled me away from the window.”
Twilight sighed, “Just look for me.”
Lance started to move back to the window, but suddenly a loud sound was heard, followed by what seemed to be a shock wave coming downward.
The carriage swerved to the side, causing Lance to fly onto the floor, followed by Twilight. It again swerved and seemed to be picking up speed.
“What’s happening?” Twilight yelled over the loud noises.
“I don’t-” Lance began, but the carriage suddenly slammed into something, throwing both of them around as the carriage seemed to flip over itself.
Then everything went silent.
After a minute, Lance started coughing as he forced himself to stand to his feet. He looked around the demolished carriage to see Twilight just a few inches from him.
He started to become worried, but she twitched and started to lift herself into a sitting position.
Lance held a hoof to his head and groaned. “What the hell just happened?”
Twilight didn’t answer, just rubbed her neck.
With a grunt, Lance moved to the door and tried to push it open. But the wood around it was warped and crushed, keeping the door sealed shut.
“Damn it,” Lance muttered as he turned and started bucking at the door.
“What’s wrong?” Twilight asked as she stood up and looked at the door.
“This damn door is stuck,” Lance growled as he repeatedly bucked the door.
“Lance, that’s the back of the carriage. As in, that’s a wall.” Twilight deadpanned.
Lance’s eye twitched as he looked to his left and saw the door, which still looked sealed in place. “Don’t say it.”
Twilight only grinned as Lance walked past her and started bucking the door, causing it to break apart.
Finally, after a couple hard buck’s, the door fell apart, providing a exit.
“Not to hard,” Lance said with a smile as he crawled through the hole in the door.
Upon looking around, his smile faded.
The city around them was darkened, as if the light from the sun was blocked by clouds. Everypony in the area was also on the ground, looking dazed or unconscious.
He looked towards where their driver had been and winced. The front of the carriage that held the driver was crushed into the wall by the passengers cabin.
As he looked around, he slowly became aware of a slight static like sound in his head.
Twilight crawled out of the wreckage and gasped at the sight before them.
Lance looked up fell on his haunches. “That’s... new.”
“What?” Twilight asked as she looked up, also falling on her haunches, mouth agape.
Up above them, extremely close to the atmosphere, was what looked to be a ship. Not the typical ship one would think to see above their planet in science fiction, but a ship that looked to be made of rock and in an odd shape.
The ship like object was huge, looking to be as big or bigger than the planet, which was the reason for everything being so dark around them.
“That’s impossible,” Twilight whispered.
The static like sound in their minds seemed to become louder.
“This is random and strange...” Lance said as he looked upward.
Twilight looked at him, “What do we do?”
Lance shrugged, “All I can think to do is head to the palace and see what the hell is going on.”
Twilight nodded as they stood. “But what about everyone out here?”
The ponies around them all seemed to be okay, and seemed to have just been knocked off their feet.
“They’ll be fine,” Lance said as he looked at her.
“And our driver?” she asked as she started to turn towards the carriage.
Lance put a hoof on her shoulder and turned her away, “He’s fine. Can you teleport us to the palace?”
Twilight nodded as her horn began to glow.
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12:19 PM
“Does anyone have a bucking idea what the hell that was?!” Prince Frederic yelled as he walked down the line of Royal Guard who were still trying to get back to their feet.
Princess Celestia, who was standing at the large shattered window, turned to him. “I don’t know, Frederic, but I think it has something to do with this.”
Frederic walked up past the throne and looked out the window, letting out a gasp at what he saw. “Is that a freaking planet?!”
Celestia shook her head, “I’m afraid not. If it was, it’s orbit would have affected us a lot more than just throwing everyone to the ground, plus, the sound it made before the shock wave was not natural.”
Frederic nodded as he looked upward, “Yes, I heard that. Could it be a ship? No, it couldn’t be a ship, it’s made of rock... unless it’s just a substance that looks like rock. I’ll need more time to think on this subject.”
“It’s a ship made of rock, Frederic,” Princess Luna said as she walked up beside them.
“Sound plausible due to what I’ve seen here. I’ll put it as magic and leave it at that.”
Celestia nodded a bit, “I do feel a sense of strong magic emitting from it, but it doesn’t feel like anything I’ve ever come into contact with in my lifetime.”
“That’s troubling,” Frederic commented. “Should we consider it a threat?”
“Yes, or till it makes us believe otherwise.”
Luna rubbed her head, “Also, does anyone else hear the static in their head?”
Celestia nodded, “Yes, it started after the shock wave hit. But I do not know what it is.”
“Feels like a form of telepathic communication, like what we use,” Frederic offered.
The princesses nodded in agreement.
At that moment, behind them, there was a flash of purple light.
They all turned around already knowing who it was.
“Will someone please explain to me why a ship or rock or whatever is floating above the planet?!” Lance asked loudly as he walked towards the throne with Twilight at his side.
“It is a ship made of rock we think,” Frederic said as he walked towards them. “As for why it’s there, we don’t know.”
“And this static noise in our heads?” Twilight asked.
“We also believe that to be a form of telepathic communication,” Luna said, still at the window with her sister.
“Alright, now, what do we do?” Lance asked as he looked around at everyone.
“We wait and see what it does,” Celestia replied.
Lance sighed, “Sounds stupid, but I guess it’s all we can do.”
Behind them, the doors burst open and a dark green pony walked in.
“Does anyone else see the fucking rock up in the sky? Or am I relapsing?”
“Shut up, Greg,” Lance said, not paying him attention.
“I’m serious! There’s a rock above us bigger than anything I’ve seen!” Greg said, walking up to them.
“We know,” Frederic said. “Just calm down.”
“I am calm,” Greg said sitting down on the ground.
“Anyways, we should assemble the citizens and tell them what we think is going on,” Luna said as she walked up next to Frederic.
“That sounds like what we should do, I’ll go send out the message to-”
Everyone in the room suddenly jerked as they all gained a blank stare on their face.
In their minds, a vision of a face began to appear. It was a simple looking face, nothing special to it at all.
As soon as the vision of the face became clear, it spoke.
”Greetings, sentient beings, I am the Watcher. The Judge of Life. Those are two of many names that I have. But this is not important. What is important is why I have arrived here at your planet. It is my duty to watch and observe life, to judge it.
“I have watched this world since its beginning, and I have never given it much thought. It’s always been low on my list of planets to watch. But recently, this planet has reached the top ten of my list. It has gone from mostly peaceful to chaos in just a few years. A drastic change that caught my attention.
“I have judged this planet, and I judge it poorly. This planet has slowly degrading from it’s previous state, and it is logical to believe it will continue to do so.
“I am sorry to say that I’ve decided to fix this before it happens. In two hours, I will be deleting and restarting your planet. I am not going to explain what this means. But you all have two hours to make peace with each other and prepare.”
The vision and static disappeared at once, causing everyone to collapse to the ground again.
Frederic was the first to recover and stand. “Please tell me no one else just heard that.”
“What the buck was that...” one of the Royal Guards said as he sat up.
Celestia stood and looked out over everyone as they stood, “I think we have our answer for if it is hostile or not.”
“Indeed,” Luna said. “It is clearly a hostile force that plans to wipe us all out. Am I on the right course?”
“I believe so,” Frederic responded with a nod. “But I believe this is more than a simple threat. We all heard it, this is much more troubling than anything we’ve faced to date.”
“To me, it sounds like you’re thinking of fighting it,” Lance said, already standing.
“Of course I do!” Frederic said as he looked to Celestia. “Do you think this is wise?”
Celestia looked out the window and up at the ship. “This Watcher seems to be a old being, much older than me or Luna. From what it said, I believe we’re dealing with something beyond our comprehension.”
“So you’re saying we shouldn’t fight it?” Frederic asked with drooped ears.
Celestia turned around and looked straight at him. “That’s what the old me would say, but I will not stand here and let something like this happen to my little ponies! Frederic, I want you to find a way to deal with this threat in one hour. We have to stop it before it can do what it has planed.”
Frederic smiled, “So you’re giving me full military rule over this situation?”
“Yes, do whatever you need. Luna and I will be here trying to find a way to communicate with the Watcher.”
“Excellent,” Frederic turned to one of the Royal Guards. “You heard the princess, assemble all guards to the front gates and await orders.”
The Royal Guard saluted him and left the room, followed by the other guards.
Frederic turned to Lance and Twilight.
“Lance, you know what to do.”
Lance sighed, “Gather the bronies. Yeah yeah. I know.”
Frederic looked to Twilight, “Twilight, gather up everyone in New Ponyville and keep them calm. Wait...” he looked back at Lance. “Lance, change of plans, only gather a few of the bronies, tell the rest to head to New Ponyville and help Twilight.”
Lance only nodded as he turned to leave.
Greg started to follow, but Frederic stopped him. “Greg, you’re with Twilight.”
“Aw damn it!” Greg said as he turned back to them.
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12:52 PM
“So we’re just going to teleport onto this thing and hope for the best?” Peter asked as he looked at everyone around the table.
“Basically,” Frederic confirmed. “But with the backup of the entire Royal Guard.”
“That I like,” Peter said with a smirk.
Frederic chuckled. “I knew you’d all love that part.” He then looked at Lance.
“But seriously, you only brought Peter? Why not the others?”
Lance shrugged, “Well, as I see it, if we are doing what you plan to do, then only the ones of us who can fight and have powers should go. Right? Grace wanted to come, but I told her we need at least one of us to stay behind down here just to be safe.”
“Good call,” Frederic said as he turned to Shining Armor. “Is the Guard ready for combat?”
Shining Armor gave a quick nod, “Yes, I have the entire Guard out in front of the Palace ready to go. I also have the shield up around the city, as a precaution. Are you sure this is the right thing to do?”
“It’s the only thing to do, Captain. A direct assault is always the best course of action,” Frederic said confidently.
“Yes, and that’s how the Russian’s lost millions during World War two,” Peter said.
Frederic rolled his eyes, “You don’t know what you’re talking about. It’s this or defend, and if we defend, we could be wiped out. As I said, a direct assault is the only way to go about this.”
Lance sighed, “I say we do as Frederic says, I mean, he’s always been right in the past.”
“Thank you, Lance,” Frederic said as he looked at everyone around the table. “Shining, you will not be staying here, you will be with us on the ship.”
Shining Armor looked worried, but saluted, “Of course, Prince Frederic.”
“Lance, you will be with Peter, you’ll also have half of the Royal Guard at your side. When we reach the ship, our two groups will split and try and search for the Watcher. When one finds it, they will signal the others with telepathically.”
“Sounds easy enough,” Lance replied.
“Shining, you’re of course with me, but that goes without saying,” he then stood up. “Alright everyone, you know what to do, meet out near the front gates. I’ll go tell the Princesses that I’ll need their help teleporting everyone to the ship.”
“Delightful,” Peter said with a grin as he walked for the doors.
Lance shook his head and sighed, “Oh yes, delightful...”
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1:05 PM
Lance stood next to Peter looking up at the steps where Frederic and the Princesses stood.
“Do you get the feeling that Frederic just really wants to command a large battle against a very old god thingy?” Peter whispered at Lance.
Lance nodded, “I’ve had that feeling since the moment Celestia gave him rule over the military during this whole thing.”
Peter looked behind them at the rows of guards behind them. “At least he’s going all out, right?”
“I guess.”
Up at the top of the stairs, Frederic and the Princesses turned towards the crowd of guards.
“I’m sure Prince Frederic has already given you all the details on this mission. But we want to add that we want every single one of you to return safely. No matter what,” Celestia ordered.
“To add to this, while you are all up there, we will be trying to communicate with this thing. If we somehow do, we will instantly teleport all of you back here. If this happens, maybe we can change its mind,” Luna added.
“However, if we do confront this thing before the Princesses can get in contact with it, we will engage it with full force,” Frederic finished.
“We will be teleporting each group in separately, Lance’s first, then Frederic’s,” Celestia said as she nodded to Frederic.
Frederic looked towards the crowd, “Two minutes everyone!”
“Well here we go...” Lance said with yet another sigh.
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1:12 PM
The moment Lance’s group appeared, they were all taken aback from what they saw.
When planning out the attack, they had planned for corridors lined with doors, but what was around them was completely different. Just one large room, with a equally large door on each end.
“Well this makes this harder,” Peter muttered as he looked around at the Canterlot sized room.
“This is going to take forever... we all forgot to account for the actual size of this thing,” Lance groaned as the Royal Guards behind them started complaining about the exact same thing.
A moment later, Frederic’s voice echoed through Lance’s head. “Did your group get on the ship? We don’t see you.”
“We’re here,” Lance responded.
“Ah, there you guys are, way over there by the other door.”
“What do we do? This place is bigger than we thought.”
“Go with the plan,” Frederic simply said as the connection in his mind went silent.
Peter looked over at him, “So?”
Lance started walking towards the large door, “We continue with the plan.”
“Of course,” Peter said as he chuckled and waved for the Guard to follow.
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1:37 PM
“This is taking too long,” Lance said as they walked through their fourth large room.
Peter sighed heavily, “I know, we have close to thirty minutes left and it’s taking forever just to cross a room.”
Lance suddenly stopped, causing everyone behind him to stop as well. He surveyed the Royal Guard’s, thinking.
“Ah yes, perfect,” he said with a smile. We have plenty of Pegasi and Unicorns. The Pegasi can carry the Unicorns while the Unicorns use their magic to carry the Earth ponies.”
Peter stomped his hoof and smiled, “Great thinking! We can cover more ground in less time.”
“You heard him!” Peter yelled to the guard’s.
“You two,” Lance yelled to two Unicorns. “Get on our backs.”
The two guards climbed onto Lance’s and Peter’s back.
“Sir, this feels wrong,” the guard on Lance’s back said.
“Everything feels wrong at least once in war,” Lance replied back to him, trying not to crack a grin.
Once every Unicorn was on the back of a Pegasi, and had every Earth pony wrapped in a magical field, Peter gave the shout to take to the air. Which took a few tries for most, but eventually everyone was in the air.
“Now, let’s find this bastard,” Lance yelled.
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2:13 PM
“Lance, our time is running out!” Peter yelled out as they entered a new room.
“I know!” Lance said as he noticed the room they had entered had a very large window overlooking the planet.
“Ah, looks so beautiful,” one of the guards behind them said.
“Yeah it does,” another said.
Lance smiled a little as he looked to the side and out the window. This was his first time seeing the planet from this far away.
“I say we kill this thing and use its ship as a resort of sorts,” the guard on Peter’s back joked.
Peter chuckled, “I know Rarity would love this view.”
Suddenly, everyone jerked followed by a blank look on their face.
”Time’s up.”
The moment the voice stopped speaking, everyone started falling from the air, all dazed. Luckily, the experienced Pegasi guards caught themselves and stopped their fall. But Lance and Peter hit the ground with their riders.
“Damn it,” Lance muttered as he stood up with the guard still on his back and looked to the large window, expecting to see the planet, but instead, only saw space.
“Umm, Lance? Wasn’t there a planet there before?” Peter said in shock.
“Where the buck is it?!” the guard on Lance’s back said in a panic.
The other guards landed around them, all in a panic at the sudden disappearance of the planet.
“Lance!” Frederic yelled into his mind.
“I know! The planet is gone, do you know how?!”
“The planet is gone!” Frederic screamed back at him. “Sit tight, we’re on our way to you. I think we went in a circle. So ten minutes, we’re at least four rooms in front of you.
“Just hurry.”
Lance sighed and looked around him. “We’re waiting here for Frederic’s group, so be ready to move out when they get here.”
“Lance, Rarity was back in Equestria... what happened to it?” Peter asked, tears in his eyes.
Lance started to say something, but shook his head. “I don’t know...”
His mind went to Twilight and the kids, but he shuddered and decided not to focus on that.
Again, the voice appeared in all of their heads.
”As for the sentient beings that are in my home, you are unwelcome guest. I allowed you this far because you have something of interest to me. Stand by while I retrieve it.”
Once Lance fell to the ground and stood back up, he looked around at everyone.
“Um... did we bring anything with us other than weapons?”
“No, not that I know. But we are about-” He suddenly stopped talking.
Lance furrowed his brow, “Fred?”
“Lance, we’ve got a problem! The Watcher is here, two rooms away from you!” Frederic yelled in both panic and anticipation.
“Damn this thing is huge! But has a humanoid body, so it must... No, staying on task! We’re going to engage it. Lance, get your ass over here!”
Lance shook a bit as he looked back at the Royal Guard’s. “Mount back up! Frederic’s group is engaged with the Watcher!”
“Aw shit!” Peter said as he took off flying towards the next room.
He was soon followed by everyone else. They easily cleared their current room, but as they were clearing the next room, Frederic started yelling at Lance in a panic.
“Lance! This thing is wiping us out! I mean, it’s not even moving and we’re losing!”
“Frederic, get the hell out of there!” Lance yelled back.
“I can’t leave my men behind, me and Shining Armor are about to lead another charge. Just hurry!”
“Frederic, don’t!” Lance said, but wasn’t heard.
“Damn it! Faster everyone, Frederic is in trouble!”
It took them longer than they would have liked, but once they reached the room which held the Watcher and Frederic’s group, all that greeted them was one statue like being and bodies of ponies surrounding it.
“We were too late...” one of the guards said.
Lance looked at the bodies around the Watcher, which looked like a large statue made of stone, and spotted Frederic and Shining Armor’s bodies.
“Are you serious,” he muttered angrily as he turned to his group. “To the ground, now!”
Once on the ground, Peter stomped his hoof as he changed into his Violent Inferno form.
“This thing will die.”
“But we can’t do what Frederic’s group did,” the guard on Lance’s back said as he slid off.
“And apparently the just charged it head on,” Lance observed.
“So, what does that leave us with?” another guard asked.
Lance started to answer him, but the Watcher turned towards them.
“I see that you brought it to me instead of making me come to you.”
Peter stepped forward, “I am going to personally kill you for what you’ve done to our friends and home!”
“I am not the one who’s done this, you are,” it said simply.
“Sure,” Peter said, not listening.
“Now, let’s get this over with so I can leave this area and get back to my list,” the Watcher said as it looked at the group.
“Lance, now,” Peter said.
Lance nodded once and shifted into his Angel form.
“Lance and I will take the lead, just focus on reaching this thing!” Peter said as he charged forward, followed by Lance and everyone else.
However, unexpectedly, the moment they closed on the Watcher, Lance and Peter were blown back by an unseen force.
The Royal Guard’s however pushed forward and were able to near the Watcher.
A few of the Unicorns stopped and began casting a few spells, sending all kinds of magic flying towards the large statue like being. While the Earth ponies surrounded its feet and began attack it with their weapons and back legs. The Pegasi flew around its body, throwing spears and attacking it with ranged type weapons.
“Get up, Lance, they need us,” Peter said as he tried to drag himself to his feet.
Lance growled as he tried to get up, but something was holding him down, something both powerful and heavy.
The Watcher let itself be attacked as its eyes started at Lance and Peter.
“Fuck!” Peter yelled as he stood, shaking heavily and began to try to break what ever was pressing against them. Energy swirling around his body as he focused as hard as he could.
“That’s enough,” the Watcher said as a sudden shock wave of blue energy erupted from its body, passing over every guard.
As the shock wave passed over each one, they collapsed, followed by their bodies disappearing, as if they never existed. The shockwave also removed the bodies from Frederic’s group.
This left only Lance and Peter. But Peter suddenly broke free of whatever was holding him down and shot forward towards the Watcher.
But to Lance’s horror, it just shot him out of the sky with a beam, causing Peter’s body to hit the ground, unmoving.
“You bastard,” Lance said through clenched teeth.
“I only need one of you anyway, and you are a bit more important than him,” it said, not even seemed affected by what it had just done.
“I’m going to kill you, I swear!” Lance growled, still unable to stand.
“Stop with this unnecessary anger. It’ll get you no where with me.” It then began to walk forward, not making a sound as it took each step.
“Why have you done this?!” Lance yelled, angry tears rolling down his face.
“Because of you,” the Watcher simply said.
“What is that suppose to mean?!” Lance again yelled.
“Because of you, you bronies. You corrupted that world, all of you. But normally, it would have taken them hundreds of years just to achieve what was achieved in just eleven. What I’m saying is, you, Lance Greenfield, are the main cause for me being here.”
Lance only growled more, “Sure, because I’m an Angel, right? That’s it isn’t it?”
“Not even close. You are the one who caused all of this, because you are the one who started it.”
Lance shook his head, “Now how could I have started-”
“You are the one who united a group of bronies who caused more trouble than any other group. You caused a brony to become Prince, and you caused the destruction of a beloved town. With this said, you are the single cause for all of the problems of that world. I can go into detail, but I will not, it would take too long to explain all you have caused. I can, however, tell you how many have died because of you.” The Watcher stopped talking for a moment. “Exactly 364,832. That is the number of lives that were lost in your eleven years on that planet that were caused by you. All direct and indirect. Most of them are the ones who died due to the backfire of every single thing you did. For example, the prank that was pulled on you and your friends which lead to a citywide take over by the one named Annabel and the fighting you did trying to save your friends from being raped. Did you ever once stop and think about the ones you were fighting? None of them died during the fighting, but a majority of them died of their injuries afterwards when they were given back control of their bodies. Do you see? You and your friends are the reason for everything that has happened. You’re the reason I’m here and the reason I’ve judged the planet poorly.”
Lance lay there through the whole thing, slowly losing anger and gaining sadness.
“Do you have anything to say for yourself?”
Lance hung his head before looking up at the Watcher. “First off, I can see how this is my fault. Second, you didn’t have to just kill everybody!”
The Watcher shook its large stone like head. “Oh no, I have not killed any of them, save for the ones who attacked me in my home. What I have done is stored them away, or their souls at least. What I do is I restore planets to what they once were, before what ever corrupted them had a chance to do so. As with this world, I’ve erased all memories and restored all those who have died and I am in the process of recreating the world as it was when you bronies showed up. Once I am done, I am going to start it’s new timeline as if nothing ever happened, as if everything you have done never happened. In short, it’s the exact same moment you arrived. So you see, I do not destroy life, I recreate it.”
Lance felt the force lift off of him, allowing him to stand. “So let me guess, since I was the cause of all of this, you will pretty much be deleting me or something from existence? So that I can not recreate the events?”
“Not at all, I will be sending you back to that moment, with of course all your memories. Why do you ask? Your duty is to make sure none of this happens and none of your friends ever meet you or Frederic. As far as I can tell, as long as you don’t bring them together and from meeting Frederic, they’re not a concern. It’s cruel, I know, but it’s the way it works. And of course, you won’t have anything you have now, since it would have never happened. You’ll be just like you were on that day.”
“So I’m doomed to destroying any chance of the life I’ve lived happening?” Lance asked with a glare. “What if I refuse and just go back and do everything I did back then?”
“I’ll come back and recreate the world again, this time without you. You’ll end up in my soul collection, of all those who tried what you just told me. So, I’m giving you a chance to have a new life. After your duty is complete, you can go off and live your life, away from everyone you once known.”
“This is just cruel, I would rather die.”
“You say that, but I know you don’t want to die. Plus, if you do die, instead of going to heaven, which I of course know about, you’ll come to me and my collection. This is of course if you cause your death, and believe me, I’ll know if you are the cause.” The Watcher seemed to smile, but then looked grave again. “Also, for Frederic, you’ll have to think of something drastic.”
“I hate you,” Lance spat out.
“I know you do, but this is my duty, and now it’s yours.”
Lance started to argue more, to say more angry things to the Watcher, but his mind went blank, and he felt himself slip away.
Living the Dream: The Final Act, Part 2
December 20, 2012
I shook and jerked as I came back from unconsciousness, a cold feeling washing over me.
I fell to my knees on the ground and started coughing. Where am I? And where is that damned Watcher?!
A cool breeze blew over me, causing me to stiffen. I also noticed I was coughing into grass, which meant I was on a planet... wait.
I stood up and looked around, surprised to see that I was in the Everfree forest.
“What the...”
{Do either of you know what the hell is going on?}
No response came.
{Guys? Break, Dawn?}
Still, no response came.
Are you serious?! I can’t even talk to them anymore!
Then I remembered what the Watcher had said, about not having anything I had since none of it happened in this timeline.
“Fuck you...” I muttered as I looked myself over. “Oh god, not those clothes...”
I instantly began to angrily rip the black clothing off of my body, even breaking the goggles. No way was I going to wear that shit again!
Oh wait... I’ll need those to go unnoticed...
The clothing I had been wearing was not shredded around me, useless.
“Gah, I can’t do anything right.”
I noticed one other thing about myself.
“No.. come on, no... I’m seventeen again?!” I put my face in my hooves, but suddenly looked up.
“Twilight!”
I jumped to my feet and shot off in the direction of Ponyville. But eventually stopped myself, sadly remembering what the Watcher had told me.
So now I can’t even go near my wife, shit...
“Um... is someone there?” I heard a small voice ask, clearly worried.
Oh shit, Fluttershy. I forgot this was around the time I ran into her...
I silently took off, flying upward and away from her before she spotted me.
So, now I have to run from my friends? I don’t know if I can do this.
I sighed heavily, and began to fly for Ponyville. First things first, I need to cover myself in something. Then I guess I have to make sure none of my friends run into me, or meet Frederic.
Sounds too painful, but better than being in that things collection.
But how to deal with Frederic? I mean, he was like a brother to me, and I know I will not harm him. But what can I do? I fear if I do nothing, the Watcher will recreate this world without bronies. So damn it. I’m stuck.
While I was having this debate with myself, I had neared the town and was already lowering myself onto the outskirts of the town.
So, as I said, first to cover myself, then to figure out what to do about Frederic. As far as I know, he’s at the Palace.
I sighed and looked around for something to hide my body with, and smiled a bit as I saw clothes hung out to dry.
May be stealing, but it’s all I can do at this point.
I ran over to them and quickly pulled them off the line and started to try to pull them on. However, they were all way too small to even fit me. But two bedsheets caught my attention.
The first one was white, but I instantly shot that idea down. I mean, running around in a white bed sheet? Red flag right there.
The other was luckily purple... purple really? Damn, it’ll have to do.
I pulled the pink one from the line and threw it over me, and covered my face with an edge, to create a hood of sorts. I tore a strip from the white sheet and wrapped it around my neck, holding the sheet to my body and causing the makeshift hood to stay over my face.
I probably look strange, but at least it’ll hide my body, and eyes.
After covering myself, I quickly left the back yard I had been in and ran off and onto the street. I of course caught a lot of attention, but no one really gave me much thought. Luckily.
So, now what? Head to the Palace? Then what? God I’m at a lose right now...
To the Palace I guess, no use staying here since I’ll need to avoid the mane six completely, and my friends who should be in the area soon.
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I landed in Canterlot on a random street, out of breath a bit. Flying that far in this body was taxing...
I shook my head at my despair and started walking towards the front gate.
But by complete habit, I walked right up to the gate and started to walk through it.
“Whoa there, no one enters without being summoned,” the left guard said as they lowered their spears to block my path.
“What, but I always-” then I remembered where I was and sighed. “But I always wanted to go in.”
“Everyone wants to go in, but you may not enter without being summoned or have important information. And don’t try to say you have either, because we won’t believe you.”
I chuckled despite myself and walked away from them and the gate. Guess that way is a no go, so what, wait for him to come out?
Unlikely to happen anytime soon.
Shit, this kind of thing would happen to me, wouldn’t it?
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I hate this, completely.
I was currently huddled up against a trash can in an alleyway beside what I expect to be the restaurant down from my house, or what use to be my house.
The sun had set an hour before, leaving me freezing in the dark.
A thought hit me, will Twilight get married to another brony? This instantly caused me to become pissed off, but I knew I couldn’t do anything about it. So I was screwed, big time.
However, I couldn’t stop thinking about another man being with Twilight and having the family I once had.
I slapped myself a few times till I just gave up.
First, stop Frederic from meeting any of our old friends, then I guess off to start my own life.
Fuck me.
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8 days later
I’m just going to say that was the most unexpected thing I’ve ever seen...
I mean, running into Cody and somehow convincing him that Frederic was me? How does that happen? And how did he actually get in the palace and get to Frederic?
Okay, I need to organize my thoughts.
I had been walking down the street in Canterlot two days ago when I ran across a pony who could only be Cody.
At first, I started to avoid him, but the worst of ideas hit me.
So I confronted him and asked if he was looking for a pony named Lance too, acting like I was some strange pony trying to find myself.
He instantly put all his attention on me, so I told him something I regret. I told him that I knew who Lance was, and that he had changed his name to Frederic and was working as the Royal Blacksmith.
All Cody said was thanks before running off down the street. It wasn’t till the next day that I learned that someone had somehow broken into the Palace and killed the Royal Blacksmith, followed by the pony who committed the murder being arrested.
To sum all of that up, I’m really wanting to just die instead of living with that. But can’t go that route, so guess I’m going to live with knowing I’m the one who killed my almost brother.
Well actually, I thought Cody would do what he did with me and come around and realize that I wasn’t the one who he should blame....
Wait, he went through a life changing event or something... shit, wasn’t thinking.
... My bad?
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One month later
I coughed as I walked down the street of Manehatten, which I’m thinking of being my new home. Could be nice, but depends on if I can actually get a job.
I just need to figure out what I can actually do besides mooching off of a Prince...
Damn, I should have made a better deal with that Watcher, or at least tried to make a better deal. Anything is better than this, just not being apart of a statute’s collection.
Or maybe it is.. not taking that chance.
Guess I’m stuck here trying to find a way to start over.
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Four months later
I flew towards Ponyville, a determined look on my face. I’ve made my final decision.
I’m going to go to Ponyville and try my chances with Twilight. Screw the Watcher, I’ll get back with Twilight and I’ll just get her to move away with me. Avoiding all the bronies we can.
If the Watcher pulls me away, then fine.
Within ten minutes, I was already standing one block away from the Treehouse Library, sweating nervously.
For one, I looked like a mess. My coat was messy, same goes for my hair which hung down all around my face due to not being washed a lot.
I toughened up and started walking towards the front door. I was half expecting it to open and someone walk out while I was walking towards it, but it remained closed.
Once at the door, I knocked on it, waiting for either Spike or Twilight to answer, hoping for the later.
However, the pony that answered the door was on my list of worst fears.
A large dark blue pony answered the door and looked me over. “What?”
Aw shit, now what?
Before I could answer, the pony glared at me. “Oh wait, you’re another brony aren’t you?”
“Um..” I started.
“You are,” he suddenly moved into place to take up the whole doorway. “Listen here you fucktard, I got here first. I got to Twilight before any other brony and I’m the one who taps her every night, and every time I want. So take your ass and get the fuck out of here before I beat the crap out of you right here, right now!”
I winced as I took a step back, but looked past him as someone inside moved towards the door.
“Who are you yelling at this time, James?” Twilight said from behind the huge pony.
Two things are killing me right now: One, his name is simply James. And two, he’s a complete douche, how did Twilight fall for him?
“Just another brony trying to bang you, and this one looks like complete crap,” he said, giving me the evil eye.
“Another?” she said as she looked at me, “Look here, James told me what you other bronies want to do to me, and that’s sick. Just sick. You can’t force sex on somepony, so just leave.”
Brainwashing much? Why do I get the feeling this guy has made her think all bronies are out for sex, which is true for most, but not all. I think I’m starting to either get pissed off too much, or about to have a heart attack.
“Get the fuck out of here, now!” James yelled.
And with that, I snapped. I pounced on him, taking him by surprise, and began to release all of my pent up anger and stress from this whole traumatic event that the Watcher has put me through. I let tears run down my face as I uncontrollable beat my hooves against James face. Only stopping when Twilight finally found her voice and screamed.
I slowly stood up off of the now unconscious... or dead... body. I think he’s dead.
I looked over at Twilight who looked to be in shock and then looked at my hooves, covered in blood.
“What.. have you done...” she said, falling to the ground.
I looked at the body, then to her, “I...”
“You monster...”
Her words broke me, but I was already far beyond repair.
“You... deserve someone better than him, someone who would treat you the right way...” I said with a shaky voice.
Twilight growled and stood to her hooves and glared at me, “What, like you?!”
I hung my head, “No, not like me. Not anymore. I’m no longer worthy of being near you. But you do deserve someone who would treasure you not for your body, but for your mind.”
With this, I turned and galloped out the door and away from the Library. Away from Twilight.
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Ya know, being apart of the Watcher’s collection is starting to look like the life compared to this...
I sighed heavily as I looked out over the ocean, sitting on the edge of a cliff.
It’s already taken everything else worth anything in my life. He’s taken Twilight, my friends, my kids, my life. What else is there to take?
I looked up to see the sun setting, a tear running down my cheek.
Behind me, I could hear someone laughing, followed by small fillies also laughing. I slowly turned to see a family walking along a trail, two small children with them.
Is this a form of torture?
I turn back around and cover my face in my hooves.
By now, the Guard should be looking for me. So I guess I have no where to go to live a comfortable life. Like that is possible at this point anyways.
I looked outward at the open sea and watched the sun slowly drop.
Behind me came the sounds of the brush moving as something approached me.
“Do not spread your wings or we will take you down,” said a rough voice.
I let out an exhausted sigh and stood and turned to face them.
Two Royal Guards stood few yards away from me, both of them Unicorns.
“Lay down on the ground, now!”
I looked between them, “I never wanted for all of this to end up like this, where I’m killing my friends and killing innocent ponies. I just wanted to live my life with my wife and kids, was that to much to ask?”
“Get on the ground!” the guard yelled.
“At this point, I just don’t care,” I stood up on my hind legs. “At this moment, I see no other choices. I can go with you and probably be put to death or put in a dungeon. Or I can jump off this cliff and just end it all here.”
“Stay right there,” one said as he stepped forward.
I looked over my shoulder, “I must sound stupid.” I looked back at them, “I give up, I’m not going to let the Watcher win. Not this time.”
And with that, I leaned backwards, falling off of the cliff and down towards the rocks down below.
“Catch him!” the unicorn said as he and his partner’s horns glowed. But I had already fallen out of sight of them.
However, as a twist, I caught myself mid-air and began to fly off towards the open ocean, the guards yelling behind me.
Like I said, I’m not going to let the Watcher win this. I’m going to live. I’m not going to just lay down and die like he wants. I am going to start over, and live my life the best I can.
Whatever is at the other side of this ocean is where I will start over.
This is my “fuck you” to you Watcher. Watch me live my life.
The End
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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Epilogue
16 A.B. (2028)
The young filly closed the large book titled “Memories” and sat back with a look of confusion.
“That's it?” she said as she began to shift through all of the folders marked ‘evidence’ that lay around her. “That can't be the end! There has to be another journal or something.”
The young filly continued to search through the paper work, but couldn't completely understand what was written on them. However, she continued her search, determined to find information regarding the existence of a second journal.
“Scamp! What have I told you about touching mommies work things?”
The filly spun around, startled by her mother's yelling. “I'm sorry, mom! I was just curious about your new case!” she blurted out defensively.
The older mare sighed and stepped into the office, it's floors covered in paper and folders. “Then ask me, don't destroy my office in your quest for answers.” She then began to reorganize the room with her magic while her daughter stood there patiently.
As soon as she finished, she turned to see her daughter with the biggest smile she could muster.
“You have a question?” the mare asked, followed by the filly quickly shaking her head yes. This caused the mare to smile, and she took a seat. “Fire away.”
Scamp’s smile widened. “Tell me about him! What's he like? Did you read his book?! Do you believe it?!”
Her mother held up a hoof, “ One at a time dear.” She turned in her seat and began reading over a few papers. “I just got this case yesterday day, honey. But I just finished my first meeting with him today.”
“And?” Scamp asked while leaning forward.
“He's quiet, and content,” the mare said as she turned back around to face her daughter. “And yes, I've read the book. He mentioned it several times during the meeting, but it's irrelevant to the case.”
Scamp cocked her head in confusion, “Why?”
“It's fiction, honey. A book he wrote to make himself seem more interesting, a way for him to retreat from the real world. He's convinced himself it's all true and will not listen to reason.” The mare shook her head, a bit of annoyance in her voice. “He's making it very hard to represent him. At least I can fall back on mentally unstable if all else fails.”
“But it is real,” Scamp said quietly, looking at the floor.
“What was that?”
Scamp looked up, “It's all real, he couldn't have made all of that up. I know it all seems like make believe, but it's real. I know it is.”
Her mother just smiled, “ I know, honey. It has a lot of cool things in it that young fillies like yourself are attracted to, I use to be like that. But, that book was written by a insane stallion, and I have to somehow prove he's innocent. Which is impossible with this book.”
Tears of anger swelled up in Scamp’s eyes at being brushed off because of her age, but she did her best to keep her voice at a normal volume. “Where did they find him?”
Her mother noted her daughter's mood, but didn't mention it. Instead, she lifted a folder up and shifted through it. “Apparently, they found Mr. Greenfield in Manehattan in a library, which he owned.”
“How'd he avoid being noticed for so long if he owned a library?” Scamp asked. “I mean, he looks so weird from the way he describes himself in the book.”
The mare nodded and lifted a picture. The picture showed a aged Pegasus stallion with a distressed expression holding a sign with numbers on it. His fur was cyan, with a black mane, and he had green eyes, but he was devoid of any kind of uniqueness.
At her daughter's puzzled look, the mare chuckled, “This is Lance Greenfield, age 41. And before you say anything, his appearance was changed with magic a long time ago.”
“Then how'd they find him?” Scamp questioned.
Her mother lifted up the book and shook her head. “Because of this! He wrote it and then read it to the children during story time. What a…” she caught herself from cursing and sighed again. “I'm suppose to be his lawyer, but he's already condemned himself.”
“What's going to happen to him?” Scamp asked, obviously worried.
“If he's lucky, I'll get him a reduced sentence, but most likely he's going to the loony home for ponies like him.”
“But what if the book is real and all of that actually happened?” Scamp asked hopefully.
Her mother looked at her, and frowned, “It doesn't matter if it's true or not, he murdered someone. That book can't help him, all it's good for is to be used against him.”
“But if it's true, then we should help him,” Scamp reasoned, but at the look her mother gave her, she added. “Because it was unfair to him to be treated like that by that watcher thing.”
The mare leaned back in her chair and rubbed her eyes, appearing to be stressed. “You're too young to understand any of this, Scamp. Just go play outside or something, do something more age appropriate and leave court cases to the adults. Okay?”
“But…” Scamp began, but was cut off by her mother.
“No more questions. I need to get to work, this case is already killing me with stress.” She turned to her desk and began lifting up folders, and muttered, “I hate cases involving humans.”
Scamp started to say more, but instead stamped her hooves on the floor in frustration. She turned and left her mother's office and walked down the hall to her room.
Once there, she kicked a small table over and repressed the urge to scream.
“Just because I'm young doesn't mean I'm stupid!” she declared to no one in particular.
She stepped over to her nightstand and pulled out her own journal. The words ‘Detective notes’ was written across it. She opened it to reveal all of her past notes on other cases her mom had worked on. She merely clenched her teeth and ripped the pages out, leaving the blank ones still attached.
“I'm done playing detective,” she mumbled as she looked at the blank page. She looked away from the book and out her window.
Outside, the small town was bustling with activity. Everyone seemed excited about the upcoming trial, especially since one of the princesses was going to be attending.
Scamp looked back at the paper and slammed her hoof on it. “I'm going to prove he's telling the truth, even if it takes me most of my life!”
Thus, an obsession is born.
Ooo, what could this mean.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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I wrote part 3 back in 2016, but I never released it as I wasn’t sure if I should. And I planned to never release it, but recent events in both the LTD community and my personal life encouraged me to release part 3.
I’ve edited it and refined a few points to flow better, and will be releasing it daily. Yes, the entire thing is finished, so no need to worry about me leaving it unfinished like I tend to do.
Part 3
Chapter 1
45 A.B.
“Four suspects confirmed inside the building,” came Echo-1’s gruff voice through the radio. “Three armed with firearms, the fourth is a Unicorn. Echo Team ready to enter.”
“Copy that,” came the response of the lead Enforcer. “Echo-2 are you in position?”
Echo-2, Jace, looked over his shoulder at Scamp and Dew, who both gave a single nod in response.
“We are in position, ready to breach.”
The three of them were at the back side of the building, while the other three members of Echo were at the front.
Scamp took the moment of silence to adjust the submachine gun on her right side and the pistol on her right hoof. She flexed her wings slightly, anticipating the next few minutes.
“Echo Team, you are clear to breach.”
“Breaching.” There was a small explosion on the door, followed by Jace bucking the door open.
Scamp was the first in, followed by Jace and Dew.
“Left side clear,” she said into her mic as she scanned the room, using the reticle on her helmet's HUD to aim the submachine gun on her side.
“Hallway clear,” Jace announced. “Proceeding down the right side.”
Scamp followed from the rear, watching their back as they walked down the hallway.
As they neared the end, the sound of gunfire could be heard from the front of the building.
“Contact! Hostiles are in the warehouse section!” Came the loud but calm voice of Echo-1.
Jace tensed slightly, but the three of them kept up their slow steady movement. As they neared the door, it burst open and a unicorn ran into the hallway. They came to a stop right in front of Dew, who had their rifle almost pressed right up to their snout.
“Don’t move!” Dew screamed in a commanding but surprised voice.
The Unicorn stared at all three of them, who now had all weapons pointed at him. He took a step back.
“Don’t do it!” Jace commanded.
In an instant, the Unicorn’s horn flared to life just in time to push all three weapons up as they fired, the bullets barely missing his head. He then dropped down into a fighting stance as his horn flared again sending all three members of Echo Team flying backwards.
Scamp, being a Pegasus, recovered first mid air and brought her body around to face the Unicorn, moving the reticle to his chest. But just as she fired the gun snapped to the side, causing her bullets to miss completely.
“Fucking Unicorns!” She roars as she’s grabbed by unseen magic and slammed into the wall.
As she hit the ground, the other two had recovered and opened fire on the Unicorn. But curses and thuds revealed they’d had the same results as she had.
With a grunt Scamp jumped to her hooves and jumped forward, using her wings to propel her towards the Unicorn. This move seemed to catch him off guard as he back peddled and tried to stop her with his magic.
Her gun was yanked aside again, but this time she wasn’t attempting to use it. Instead she continued forward and slammed a hoof into his face.
The Unicorn stumbled back looking dazed, giving Scamp time to tackle him to the ground.
The two of them wrestled back and forth, with Scamp trying to get a magic inhibitor over his horn and the Unicorn trying to get free and focus. Suddenly, she felt her right hoof start bending towards her head, the attached pistol slowly inching towards her.
She grunted as she fought against the magic, but it was a losing battle. Sweat poured down each of their faces as she fought to hold him down and keep her pistol from pointing at her head.
Just as she was sure she was about to get shot, she gave up holding him down and shot her hoof up and gripped his horn. His eyes widened as she let out a roar and jerked her whole body to the right, snapping the horn in the process.
The Unicorn let out a scream of agony as he stopped fighting her and grabbed his broken horn.
She stood up just as her teammates made it to her side.
“Celestia!” Dew exclaimed as he saw the screaming Unicorn and Scamp dropping his horn. “Horn Snapper at it again.”
“He was asking for it,” Scamp said as she readjusted her gear and weapons.
“It was justified,” Jace said as he hoofcuffed the Unicorn and placed a magic inhibitor on what remained of the horn, just as a precaution.
“Damn Bronies,” Dew said, staring at the large B on either flank of the Unicorn, the branding that all Bronies must have.
With a sigh, Jace stood up and keyed his mic, “Echo-2, Unicorn suspect in custody.”
“Copy that, Echo-2. Echo-1, status?”
There was a pause before a response came. “Echo-1, all three suspects are down. No casualties on our end.”
“Outstanding, Echo Team. Finish clearing the building.”
ooo000<^>000ooo
“Good work making the arrest, Scamp!” Cherrywood, the radio operator, said happily as she trotted out of the command truck and towards the Members of Echo Team as they returned. The Unicorn trudging along with his head down.
“Thank you, because I obviously did all the work back there,” Scamp replied, a playful tone to her voice.
“Oh shove off!” Dew said as he punched her side, getting a chuckle from the rest of the team.
“Yes, excellent work, filly,” came a cold voice from the command truck.
Scamp looked over to see the lead Enforcer standing in the doorway to the truck, an unimpressed look on his face. His imposing black power armor with gold trim only added to the malice his presence gave off.
“Thank you, sir,” Scamp responded, knowing it wasn’t in her best interest to joke around with him.
“My only comment,” he said, lowering his voice as he looked each of them in the eyes. “It took six of you to bring down three armed Bronies.”
“Four sir,” Dribble corrected, gesturing to the Unicorn.
The Enforcer stared at Dribble, causing him to start sweating under his intense stare.
“The fact you consider an unarmed Unicorn a threat only lowers my opinion of your team.” He steps forward, his yellow fur seeming to glow in the sunlight. “Now, release him into my custody.”
“Yes, sir.” Echo-1, Parker, says with a nod and pushes the Unicorn towards the Enforcer.
The Unicorn finally looks up and tries to stare the Enforcer down, but the stare he gets back causes him to whimper and back up.
“Seize him,” Enforcer Strawell said calmly. Two other Enforcers, these ones wearing their helmets, step out of the command truck and stomped up to the Unicorn.
They didn’t give him time to react as they roughly grabbed him and began dragging him away to the Enforcers Mobile Command Rig.
“You’re all dismissed,” Enforcer Strawell said as he brushed back his pink mane and put on his helmet, hiding his glare behind the darkened visor.
Echo Team saluted as he walked away.
“Creepy prick,” Scamp muttered, getting nods from her teammates.
The six of them turned and headed for their own truck, a large armored truck with “Echo” on its side. They all entered the truck without a sound, removing their helmets as they all took their seats facing each other.
Scamp wiped sweat from her brow as she pulled out her water bottle from its compartment and took a few swigs of flavored water.
“That Unicorn was a damn threat,” Dew said aloud now that they were all alone. “He threw us around like we were nothing. And almost made Scamp perform her own sucide.”
“Yeah but ol’ Horn Snapper wasn’t going to pass up the opportunity to add another horn to her collection,” Dribble remarked, a large smile on his face.
“I’ve only broken like twelve horns,” Scamp said with a look of innocence on her face. “Well I guess thirteen now.”
“Yeah but who’s counting?” Dribble teased, getting a water bottle thrown at him.
“Don’t mind Enforcer Strawell,” Parker said, changing the subject. “We don’t usually have to work with him or any of the Enforcers from the Office of Equine Affairs.”
Scamp rolled her eyes at the mention of the OEA, and lifted her left hoof to look through her wrist mounted PDA.
“Find any more ‘intel’, while we were in there?” Dribble asked, smiling at Scamp as she tapped at her PDA.
“Nope,” she replied dismissively, already being used to being teased for her side project.
“I’m just saying, you have checked every single Brony database we’ve found, and none of them have even mentioned him or anything related to him.” Dew said seriously. “You’re going to get in trouble if Command or any Enforcer finds out about your snooping.”
“Leave her be,” Calypso said, causing everyone to look at her. “She’s not technically breaking any laws. Besides, screw the OEA.”
“Well if Calypso says drop it,” Parker says with a smirk. “ Then we drop it.”
Scamp gave a small smile to the other Mare, who only nodded and went back to the book she was reading.
“So who’s buying drinks tonight?” Jace asked, causing everyone to point to Dribble.
“Aw applesnatch.”
ooo000<^>000ooo
Later that night
Scamp stepped into her house, throwing her badge and locker keys onto the kitchen table. She walked to her fridge and pulled out a soda and leftovers from the night before, putting them into the microwave.
With a sigh she walked to her room and removed her pistol from her hoof, placing it by the bed. Using her wings she removed her jacket and tossed it over the nearby chair.
She returned to the kitchen and grabbed her food as soon as the microwave went off. She balanced the food on her wing and grabbed her soda with her other wing. Carefully she walked down the hall to her study.
Upon entering, she sat down at her desk and laid her food out. She turned on her computer and connected her PDA to it, transferring the small amount of data she’d found.
All around her were maps, pictures, and notes. The main piece of the collection was a large heavily used book filled with bookmarks. The faded title ‘Memories’ adorn the top of the book, with a piece of paper taped under it.
The computer chimed when it finished downloading the contents of the PDA.
Scamp stared at the files she’d found on the Bronies computers, clicking through each looking for anything of note. After a few minutes she smiled as she found something she was looking for.
She jumped up and flew to the largest map on her wall that was covered in red pins. Using her wing, she lifted a new pin and placed it on the map.
“Hmm.” She leaned back and looked over the map, trying to make sense of the dots. Her eyes glanced at the top of the map where she’d written ‘Possible Ominus Sightings’.
If she could figure out how to get in contact with Ominus, the dimensional traveler Lance knew, then she might be able to help him return to his own world.
Her gaze drifted to a picture of Lance, taken by her when she tried to gain permission to talk with him. She’d only been allowed to look at him from afar while he sat alone during yard time.
She then lifted up the book and ran a hoof over it, a smile appearing on her face when she read the new title she’d given the book.
‘Living the Dream’
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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Chapter 2
“Any news?” Shadow Breeze asked, looking very nervous as they all waited to see if their friends and the Royal Guard could stop the Watcher.
“Nothing yet, I’m afraid,” Princess Celestia said, trying to sound confident, but the worry was clear on her face.
Greg stepped over to him and patted his shoulder, “It’s okay Jero, those three always come out on top.”
Shadow Breeze, a.k.a. Jeronimo, nodded to him as he glanced out the window, the rock-like ship still in the sky.
“Should we head up as well?” Grace asked, getting nods from everyone.
“There’s not enough time left to send any more teams up,” Celestia said a bit too grimly. “We can only…”
The sudden appearance of a portal by Greg caused everyone to jump.
Ominus jumped out of the portal in his human form, looking panicked. “Lance! Where’s Lance?!”
“Uh, up there?” Greg responded, taken aback by the panicking Ominus.
Ominus snapped his head to the window and grimaced. “Shit, you need to teleport him…”
Suddenly everyone jerked as a voice filled their minds.
“Times up.”
Ominus’s eyes shot open, “oh geez!” He spun around and kicked Greg backwards into the portal.
A stunned Jero started to say something but he was grabbed by the mane by Ominus and dragged roughly and quickly through the portal.
Jero fell to the ground and grabbed his head with his hand. Hand? He was surprised to find he was a human again, but he didn’t have time to worry about that.
“What the hell, Ominus?!” Greg yelled, sitting up and rubbing his chest with his hand.
Ominus rushed past them and began interacting with a holographic display in a language Jero did not understand. He muttered to himself as he pressed many different icons.
Jero walked over to Ominus and looked around, confused.
With a glance at him, Ominus sighed. “I’m sorry for suddenly grabbing you two like that, but I didn’t have time for anything else.”
“What do you mean?” Greg asked as he walked over to them.
“Well,” Ominus began as he continued to navigate through the holographic menus. “That world disappeared moments after we entered the portal.”
“What?!” Jero yelled, grabbing Ominus. “They’re all dead?!?!“
“No!” Ominus yelled back, breaking Jero’s grip and going back to working through the display. “At least not technically. Everyone in that world still exists, just not in the same way.”
“What’s that even mean?” Greg questioned in confusion.
“Exactly that,” Ominus replied. “Their souls are still there, so technically still alive. Just in limbo. Oh that’s interesting.” He leaned forward and stroked his goatee. Before they could ask he continued, “They’ve been copied and pasted to a new world.”
“Copy and pasted?” Jero parroted back with a lost look on his face.
“Yeah, basically. It looks like the Watcher made a brand new dimension, an exact replica of the original you guys are from.” He looked closer at something in front of him, “Well that’s not good. Time is sped up in this dimension, by a lot.”
Jero and Greg looked at each other, clear confusion on both of their faces.
“Got him!” Ominus yelled suddenly. “Lance, our Lance not a copy, is in this new dimension.”
“Wait, what’s that mean exactly?” Jero asked, starting to get annoyed that he’s having to ask so many questions and still not understanding what’s happening.
“Simple,” Ominus said with a smile as he began typing faster. “The Watcher was after Lance, for reasons I’m still trying to figure out. But what I do know is the Watcher needed to get Lance away from his original dimension. While also removing said dimension from existence. Luckily, he doesn’t have the authority to completely erase souls. Only collect them.”
“So what’s the plan? You go get Lance and fix everything?” Jero asked hopefully.
Ominus clucked his tongue, “Eh, it’s not that easy. I can’t actually enter this dimension, like at all. It’ll have to be someone else.”
Jero nodded along, “Okay, that sucks. So will you just go grab Grace or Vinetion? Or maybe Discord? They’d be able to take care of any problems they come across.”
“Eh…” Ominus lets out a nervous laugh. “I can’t get to any of the others, because they’re in the Watchers collection. So it’s going to fall to you two to get the job done.”
Greg laughs at this, “Up to us? You grabbed the two guys who don’t have any special powers like Lance and the others. We’re basically just normal dudes, my guy.”
“Yeah, to be honest I would have grabbed almost any of the others but you two were the lucky boys to be near me when I had to evacuate that dimension. So we’re going to make due.”
Ominus poked away at the displays before him, muttering. The two friends stood behind him awkwardly, waiting to find out anything new.
“Alright,” Ominus suddenly said after a while. “I’m not able to enter this new dimension for more than a second at a time, so I’m using a proxy to appear for a split second to leave behind some portal essences.”
“Why?” Jero asked.
“Because if I or anything associated with me stays more than a second, the Watcher will know what I’m doing. As for the portal essences, I’m currently not able to actually fully access this dimension. I can only catch glimpses of it, and when I do, I get pushed away instantly. But with every glimpse, my proxy leaves behind portal essences, which will allow me to teleport you two in once.”
“Okay,” Greg says with a nod, acting like he fully understands. “So, basically, you can’t just teleport us in directly. You need to set like anchors so that you can get us in.”
Jero and Ominus look at Greg in surprise.
“Pretty much,” Ominus said after a moment. “It’s going to be a one way trip though. Once you have Lance secured, I’ll rip you all out forcefully. That’ll alert the Watcher, but by then it won’t matter too much.”
He looks away from the display and looks to Jero. “This is important; when you’re ready to leave you’ll need to return to your entry point and wait. I’ll be able to see that part of the dimension, so I’ll know when to pull you out.”
Jero nodded in response, trying to take it all in.
“Once you two are in, I’m going to connect my time to that dimension. That way I’ll have time to prepare on my end.”
The display dinged behind him, flashing green.
“Okay, the proxy has finished spreading the essences.” He spins around and begins to type away again. “We need to move fast. It took twenty years in that dimension to spread all that essence. We don’t have the luxury to make a plan or scout out anything properly.”
“Do we get any cool gear?” Greg asked with a smirk.
“Nope, nothing of mine can enter this world longer than a second. You two are going in bare.” Ominus stood and started guiding them back to the portal.
“Uhhhhh, anything we should know? Like advice?” Jero asked, wishing they had time to talk or make a plan.
“I know nothing of this world other than it’s an exact copy of your original. Just get in there and start asking around for Lance. He’s uniquely colored, he’ll stand out for sure.”
“Okay, look for Lance and come back. That’s super easy. I’ll just find myself and use him to find Lance,” Greg remarked as he and Jero stepped onto the portal platform.
“Oh no, you two won’t have copies there,” Ominus said as he started typing away on the portal console. “Since I pulled you two out, your souls weren’t available to be copied to this dimension. So it’ll be like you two never existed there.”
“Where will we appear?” Jero asked nervously.
“I’m not sure where exactly. You two will be appearing in a large population area, so likely a city or wherever a large group of ponies are. It’s the best I can do.”
“Great, ocean here we come,” Greg said sarcastically.
Ominus sighed, clearly not liking the idea of the whole plan hinging on the shoulders of these two. “Just try and not die. And find him as fast as you can. The longer you take, the more dangerous it’ll become. If the Watcher catches you, there’s nothing I’ll be able to do from here.”
“Uh, yeah, got it,” Jero replied in a worried tone.
“You got this!” Ominus cheered as he hit a switch and the two disappeared in a flash.
“They’re going to find a way to die for sure,” Ominus said with a frown.
ooo000<^>000ooo
With a flash, the two friend’s appeared in an empty alleyway, surrounded by garbage cans and broken boxes.
Jero took in his surroundings, taking note that he and Greg were back in their pony forms. He also noticed the massive amount of sound coming from the street at the end of the alley. The sounds of talking and car honks.
“Sounds like New York City around here,” Greg pointed out, sniffing the air. “Smells like it too.”
Jero chuckles nervously as he walks towards the exit of the alley. “So easy plan. Find Lance, return here.”
“Where is here, so we don’t forget?” Greg asked as they walked out onto the sidewalk.
“Eh,” Jero looked at the buildings around them, checking the one attached to the alleyway. “Looks like our exit will be right beside the…” he cocks his head in slight confusion at the name of the building. “Uh, the Office of Equine Affairs?”
“Sounds like boring government shit,” Greg said dismissively as he started walking down the street, weaving between the ponies on the crowded sidewalk.
Jero followed, not sure what to do first, but trusting Greg to figure it out.
Greg led the pair down the sidewalk, seeming to walk like he knew exactly where they needed to go.
After a couple blocks, Jero finally had to ask, “So where are we going?”
Greg only shrugged as he continued on his path, “I dunno. I’m just looking for Lance.”
Jero let out a sigh, “Dang it Greg, walking around and just looking at ponies isn’t going to help us find Him. We need to ask around.”
“Well, where do we start then?” Greg asked, coming to a stop.
“Hmm,” Jero looked around, not used to being the one to make decisions like this. “We can start there.” He pointed to a building that had the words ‘Manehatten Police Department’ written on it.
“Perfect,” Greg began beelining towards the building followed closely by Jero.
As they neared, a poster stood out to Jero. It was a poster of a pony in black metal armor standing on a hill with the words ‘REPORT SUSPICIOUS BRONY ACTIVITY! IT'S YOUR DUTY!’.
“Suspicious Brony activity?” Jero questioned out loud, but didn’t have time to ask Greg as he had already entered the building.
Putting the poster aside in his mind, he quickly followed Greg. Upon entering the police station, he saw Greg stepping up to the receptionist.
“Hey we’ve lost a buddy of ours,” Greg said with a relaxed smile to the officer behind the desk.
The officer only sighed in response as he pulled out a little book, “Did you lose them today?”
Greg chuckles, which only causes the officers frown to deepen. “We lost him a while ago, so we’re just trying to find him. And you know, a police station is the best place to start.”
Jero watched the two speak, a weird sense of unease washing over him.
“Okay,” the officer said as he lifted a pen and held up his book. “Give me their details and we’ll start paperwork on a missing pony case.”
Greg turned to Jero and gave him a triumphant smirk before continuing. “Alright! His name is Lance Greenfield, but he might also go by Girokon.”
The officer stopped writing and eyed them suspiciously. “I see. Describe him for me.”
Greg grabs a piece of paper and a pen with his magic and starts drawing. “It’s better if I just draw him, dude. I’m no artist, but you’ll get the point.”
After a minute of drawing, Greg held up the picture for the officer. Jero raised an eyebrow when he saw the picture. It was a very well done sketch of Lance, showing off his most prominent details.
“As you can see, he’s a very unique looking dude. He’s a blue stallion with red stripes, and red and black mane. Got those crazy reptile looking eyes too. Can’t miss ‘em.”
The officer stared at the picture, then at them. “Is this a joke?”
Jero jumped in before Greg said anything that could get them in trouble. “No, sir. I know he looks weird and like we just hit random on a pony generator, but that’s actually what he looks like. We’re just trying to find him and get him back home.”
The officer stood and looked between the two of them, looking at their cutie marks as well.
“Are you two saying you’re friends of Lance Greenfield?” His eyes narrowed, “Are you two Bronies?”
“Hell yes we are!” Greg says with a laugh, thinking they were finally making progress. “So you know of him?”
The officers eyes narrow, “You two do know you just admitted to not only being unbranded, but also a national crime?”
“Wait what?” Jero asked in complete confusion.
“Don’t move!” The officer suddenly screamed, raising his hoof and pointing what looked to be a gun mounted on his foreleg at them. “You keep that horn dim!”
“Uhhhhhhh,” Greg smiled nervously as his horn flashed and the cop collapsed.
“Greg!” Jero yelled in surprise and anger.
“What?” Greg said with a raised hoof, “He was literally pointing a gun at us. I defended myself.”
“I don’t think a self defense claim works when it’s a cop making an arrest,” Jero said while face hoofing.
“He’ll be fine, just knock his ass out.” Greg poked at the officer's wrist mounted gun with his hoof. “That’s badass though, better than the shitty excuses for guns we rock back home.”
“We can’t just stand here! You just assaulted a cop! In a police station!” Jero said in a panic, bouncing from hoof to hoof.
Greg started to respond but the sounds of yelling and running hooves caused him to react. “Oh shit! Time to go, bro!”
He took off running for the door.
Jero looked down a hallway and saw a few police officers running towards them. He quickly ran after Greg and out of the police station.
“What do we do now?” Jero asked as he caught up to the fleeing Greg.
Greg was running as fast as he could, using his magic to throw the ponies ahead of them out of the way. “I guess we find a place to lay low?!”
“Jesus Christ!” Jero cursed as they sprinted past all the dazed and confused ponies.
Behind and above them were police, not catching up but keeping pace with them.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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Chapter 3
Scamp hit the button on the coffee machine, watching as her cup was slowly filled. Once it finished, she grabbed the hot cup and took a sip, a tired sigh escaping her lips.
“Another late night?” Calypso asked as she stepped out of the locker room's shower, using a towel to dry her hair.
“Kinda, I’m just trying to make sense of some findings,” Scamp said as she stepped over to her locker and pulled out her uniform.
Calypso nodded as she also started taking out her uniform. “Just don’t go overboard.”
“Sure,” Scamp smiled to herself as she put on her uniform and other pieces of gear.
The two remained silent as they got ready.
Once she was finished, Scamp drank the rest of her coffee and headed for the door, “I’ll see you in the morning briefings.”
Calypso only waved as she finished putting on her gear and grabbed a book from her locker.
Scamp walked down the hallway, passing other SWAT officers as they went about preparing for their shift.
Up ahead she saw Dribble messing with his PDA.
“Hey, you’re actually here on time today,” Scamp teased as she neared him.
He looked up at her and smirked, “Says the one who usually sleeps through meetings.”
She waved him off as she walked past him and into the briefing room. After taking her seat, she sat back and rubbed her face. The room only had a few other officers in it, as she was a bit early.
With a yawn, she tilted her head back and closed her eyes, intending to just rest them for a moment.
“Sergeant Scamp!” A gruff voice yelled, causing her to jolt awake. The stifled laugh of the officers around her filled the air.
Scamp looked around, realizing the room was now filled with officers. She must have fallen asleep.
“Now that Miss sleeping beauty has joined us, we can begin,” the captain said as he stood at the front of the room.
She looked around and spotted Dribble smirking at her with a ‘what’d I say?’ look on his face. She covertly flicked her hoof at him, causing him to quietly chuckle and look up front.
The Captain went over the normal morning briefings, telling each team they assigned post that day. Echo Team was getting their favorite post; standby.
“Before I let you all go,” the Captain said as he finished up the morning briefings. “The OEA has sent us some more Wanted posters and packets, I’ll be handing those out to all team leaders after this meeting.”
Everyone groaned at this, as it always meant more work on their end.
“That is all, team leads talk to me in my office. Dismissed.”
Everyone in the room stood up at once and began leaving.
Scamp watched as her team leader walked to the front with the others. He looked her way and waved her off.
She nodded in response and followed everyone else out of the room.
“Hoping for a familiar face?” Lemongrass, a member of Bravo Team, said in a snide tone as she walked past.
She ignored him, not up to fighting today. This caused Lemongrass to huff and walk away to his own team.
Dew slid up next to her as they exited the room. “I heard a rumor that the Queen will be in town soon.”
This caused Scamp to look at him in puzzlement, “Why the hell would Queen Twilight want to come here?”
“Dunno, but it probably has something to do with our friend over at OEA getting promoted,” Dew said as he pulled some dry hay snacks from a pouch on his belt, shoving it into his mouth.
“It’s probably about that new law she just passed,” Calypso said as she appeared beside them as they walked. “The one that basically removes all rights from Bronies.”
“Ah,” Scamp said with a frown. “Yeah, the new law that is about to light a powder keg with all of us around it. The Bronies are already heavily regulated and segregated, what’s the point in banning them from all major cities?”
“Control,” Dribble injected as he joined them. “That’s the whole point of the OEA, and it’s why Strawell got promoted to head of all Equine and Brony affairs. I’m surprised they haven’t just combined the OEA and the OBA yet. They’re basically the same thing at this point.”
“It’s for apparences,” Jace commented as he joined them as they made it to the motor pool. “The OEA is more about Brony control than the OBA is. The OBA is just there to get hit with the public opinion and be the bad guy.”
Scamp nodded at this, “It makes you think, doesn’t?”
“Thinking like that can lead to being charged with treason,” Parker said as he caught up with them. “Which doesn’t help the whole ‘free state’ the Queen preaches about.”
“So wanted packets?” Scamp asked as they neared their rig.
“Already sent to your PDA,” Parker said as he opened the rigs back doors. “I didn’t see any familiar faces, but you’re the expert on all that.”
“Thanks, Parks,” Scamp said with a smile as she climbed into the rig, followed by everyone else.
“I know we all just kinda ignore it,” Dew began after they all got seated. “But what happens if one day Scamp recognizes one of those Wanted ponies as someone from her book?”
Everyone looked unsure at this, even Scamp.
“Then we’ll go from there,” Parker said as he got in the commander's seat. “Till then, we’ll just do our jobs.”
This seemed to set everyone at ease.
Scamp opened her PDA and began looking through the new Wanted packets, but none of them matched any of the characters from Lance’s book. As she expected.
She’s always hoping to find at least one of them who knows anything about the book. But so far, the few she’s been able to speak to know nothing about Lance or that book. They don’t even act like they do in the book, but she chalks that up to the time reset and them going down different paths.
The few who aren’t accounted for though, she’s hoping to one day meet. So far every character in that book has been at least spotted, all except two.
“Where to for breakfast?” Jace asked as he took the driver's seat.
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Scamp swiped through her PDA haphazardly as she lay on her back in the middle of the rig, boredom getting the better of her.
This was a common occurrence for any time on standby, there’s nothing to do but wait for the shift to end. Or for someone to cause enough trouble to warrant your team responding.
“You’re gonna break that,” Calypso said without taking her eyes off her book.
“No I’m not,” Dribble replied as he tried to take the back off of one of their drones. “It’s just stuck.”
The radio in the rig blared to life, causing all of them to turn towards the front of the rig.
“Echo Team, your presence is needed at the Hay Town office building. Two hostile Bronies have taken over the building and are threatening on scene officers with a bomb.”
“Oh lovely,” Calypso said as she closed her book.
“Show Echo Team enroute,” Parker said as Jace hit the sirens and began heading towards the Hay Town office building.
“Another suicidal Brony with a bomb?” Dribble asked as he started adjusting his gear.
“Packets coming in now, guys,” Parker said as a beep emitted from all of their PDA’s.
Scamp opened and began to read the report. “Not much here.”
Parker nodded as he summarized, “Just says they knocked out an officer in the downtown police station and fled on hoof. Hurt a few civilians by throwing them out of the way with magic. Then holed up in an office building. No intel on the bomb other than it appears to be homemade.”
“Oh that poor Unicorn is going to lose their horn today,” Dew joked.
Scamp smirked and slugged his shoulder.
“Pretty simple plan,” Parker interrupted. “The layout of the building is being sent to you now. Teams of two. There’s three ground entrances, and we’re going to hit it from all sides. Work our way towards the middle of the building.”
“What do we do with the two wannabe terrorist?” Dribble asked.
“Drop them on sight. Dew will check out the bomb once we’re clear.”
“Yes, sir,” Dew said as he checked his rifle once more.
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Calypso and Scamp quickly made their way to the back door, where five officers were waiting.
“Finally,” one of them said as they approached. “Took you SWAT guys long enough.” He looked them over, “SWAT gals.”
“You’re relieved,” Scamp said with a tad too much annoyance.
The five officers didn’t respond as they walked back down the alley, muttering to each other.
“City cops,” Calypso said with a shake of her head as they both stacked up on either side of the door.
“Echo-4, in position,” Scamp said into her mic.
“Echo-2, in position,” came Jace’s response.
“Echo-1, in position.”
“Echo Team, you are clear to enter,” came the response from Cherrywood over the radio.
Scamp gave a nod to Calypso as she opened the door and the two rushed in. They slowly began moving through the hallway, calling out to each other every time they checked a room.
“Echo Team, check your PDA for a mission update.”
Scamp propped herself against the wall and nodded to Calypso. “Check it, I’ll cover you.”
Calypso looked at her PDA and began to tap away at it. “That’s… strange.”
“What?” Scamp asked, a bit of worry washing over her.
“We have new orders directly from Strawell himself. We are to capture the two Bronies alive and hand them over to him when he arrives.” Calypso sounded puzzled by this, as these new orders were very abnormal.
“They want us to capture a suicidal Brony alive while he’s holding a bomb?” Scamp asked in disbelief.
“It appears so.”
After a moment of silence, Scamp sighs. “Fuck it.”
They both resume moving down the hallway, their helmets amplifying all the sounds around them.
“Damn it, Greg!” Came a muffled yell from down the hallway.
Scamp and Calypso pushed forward, guns pointed to the door the sound came from. They stacked up on either side quietly.
With a practiced elegance, Scamp reached under herself and grabbed a snake cam. She slowly ran the thin camera under the door, staring at the camera feed on her PDA.
Inside she saw two ponies, one all green with a blue mane, and the other a dark grey color with a black and blue mane. They were arguing quietly, but she could see the green one had what had to be the bomb in his magical grasp.
Something was off about them, but Scamp couldn’t figure it out.
Then, as if hit by a cold lighting bolt, it hit her. She started frantically tapping through her PDA, getting an alarmed look from Calypso.
She brought up two pictures and placed them by the camera feed. When she compared the two, she felt a wave of dizziness wash over her.
“Scamp!?” Calypso hissed, clearly worried for her friend who was suddenly looking very unwell.
“It’s them,” Scamp whispered, a dazed look on her face.
“Who?!” Calypso asked back in a slightly panicked voice.
“The missing two from the book,” she said in a trance. This caused Calypso’s eyes to widen, but before she could say anything Scamp seemed to snap out of her daze. “Let me handle this!”
“Scamp, no!” Calypso yelled in a hushed voice as she reached out for her. But Scamp had already pushed open the door and rushed into the room.
“Oh fuck it’s the cops!” The green one screamed as Scamp rushed in. “Stop! I swear I’ll do it! I’ll blow us all to hell!”
“Wait wait wait!” Scamp yelled, coming to a stop and standing on her back hooves, waving her forelegs in front of herself.
“Drop the bomb and hit the ground!” Calypso screamed in stern but panicked voice as she came in behind her, gun trained on the green pony.
“Oh my fucking God!” The grey one yelled as he started bouncing from hoof to hoof, eyes wide.
“You hit the ground bitch!” The green one yelled waving the bomb in front of himself.
“I will drop you! Drop the bomb NOW!” Calypso’s voice was raised as loud as she could, her gun never moving.
“Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck!” The grey one repeated, his bouncing becoming more frantic.
“Everyone stop!” Scamp screamed, her voice cracking as she did so.
This luckily had the effect she wanted as everyone stopped screaming and looked at her.
She came down to all four hooves and stared at the pair, the green one still holding the bomb in confusion, and the grey one still bouncing. “What are your names?”
The green one looked even more confused at this. “What?”
“Names!” She yells, causing everyone to flinch.
“Uh, Greg Campbell,” the green one said slowly.
The grey one finally stopped bouncing as he answered. “Jeronimo.”
“Pony names, as well!” She hissed, sweat pouring down her face behind her helmet.
“Uh shit…. Mellow Haze?”
“S-Shadow Breeze.”
There was a moment of silence as the two pairs looked at each other.
“Scamp,” Calypso addressed her friend, not liking the situation at all.
“Are you…” Scamp hesitated. “Looking for Lance?”
The two Bronies looked dumbfounded at this.
“You know Lance?” Shadow Breeze asked in shock.
This snapped Scamp back to reality and she turned to Calypso. “These ARE the two from the book.”
“Fuck,” was the only thing Calypso said in response.
“What book?” Greg asked.
“We don’t have time for that, a whole lot of shit is about to go down,” Scamp answered, remembering that Strawell was on the way, probably bringing more Enforcers with him. “And drop the bomb.”
Greg blinked and looked at the bomb in front of him, and smiled sheepishly. “Oh, uh this isn’t a real bomb,” he admitted as he dropped it. “Just pieces of wire and dry wall from the wall taped together.”
“Idiot,” Calypso said under her breath, her gun finally lowering a bit.
“On the ground!” Came the loud voice of Parker behind them as he and the rest of the team burst in, guns trained on the two Bronies. “Hooves out!”
“Wait!” Scamp yelled, turning to face her team.
“Wait?!” Jace yelled back, his adrenaline clearly running high.
“It’s the missing two from her book,” Calypso deadpanned.
“No,” Dew instantly remarked.
“Look!” Scamp sent their pictures and info to the other members of her team.
Parker reviewed the info and cursed.
Greg and Shadow Breeze stood behind Scamp, looking very uncomfortable with all this attention and guns directed at them.
“Scamp,” Parker began slowly. “We have to bring them in, you know that right?”
“We can’t!” Scamp pleaded. “Strawell wants them, that can only mean one thing!”
“If we let them go, it’ll be our heads,” Parker reasoned, a pained and conflicted look on his face.
Scamp looked back at the pair, getting a nervous smile and wave from Shadow Breeze in response. She lets out a sigh and forces herself to calm down.
“I understand that. But we can let them go and just say they escaped. I’ll take full blame for them escaping.”
Parker looked at his other team members, who all looked just as conflicted as he did.
He suddenly lets out a roar and kicks a nearby chair over. “Unicorn!” He yells, startling Greg and everyone else. “Are you able to teleport?”
Greg blinked and nodded slowly.
“Good. The Brony Unicorn teleported himself and his accomplice away just as we made contact. Bomb was secured and no casualties taken on either side.”
“Uh, yes sir!” Jace yelled in response. Everyone else gave their acknowledgment as well, Scamp was practically beaming.
Parker stomped up to Greg and raised his PDA showing a location to him. “This is my kitchen at my house. Study this picture and map, and teleport when you’re ready. Do not leave till I come get you. Clear?”
“Uh, crystal clear?” Greg responded as he looked over the details.
After a few moments, he nodded and gave a single wave as he and Shadow Breeze flashed away.
Parker growled as he hit his radio mic, “Echo-1, target’s teleported as soon as we entered the room. Bomb secured.”
There was a long pause before a response came. “Copy that, Echo-1. Exit building through the front door when ready.”
“We’re in trouble,” Dribble said with a frown.
“Yep!” Parker snapped back as he walked out of the room.
Scamp looked at her friends sheepishly. “Thank you guys.”
“Let’s go, secure the bomb,” was the only response she received from Jace.
“Oh it’s a fake, sir,” she said as she lifted it up and passed it to Dew.
Jace only shook his head as he and the others left the room, leaving Scamp and Calypso.
Calypso looked at her and shook her head, “That could have been played better.”
Without elaborating on her meaning, she walked out as well.
Scamp took a deep breath and exhaled, a lot of emotions playing through her at that moment. She lifted her head high and walked forward, following her team.
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“Teleported away?” Was the first thing they heard as they exited the building.
Standing before them was a group of Enforcers and Strawell, his eyes ablaze with anger.
“Yes sir,” was the only thing Parker could respond with.
“This is the exact reason you should have a Unicorn on your team! For countering other Unicorns!” Strawell exploded, his normally calm and calculated demeanor gone, replaced with just pure anger.
“To be fair, sir,” Dribble interjected. “The ability to teleport is very rare among Unicorns.”
Strawell turned to him and pointed at him,but didn’t address him. “Your team is being benched till further notice!”
Parker tensed, but did not voice his opinion. “Yes sir.”
“Get out of my sight,” Strawell commanded.
The members of Echo team saluted and quickly made their way to their rig.
“Get in there,” Strawell commanded, causing his Enforcers to rush into the building.
As the rig's doors closed behind them, Parker glared at Scamp. “We’re putting a lot on the line for you. Don’t you burn us.”
Scamp could only nod in response to this as the weight of the situation fully landed on her shoulders.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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Chapter 4
‘Don’t you burn us.’
Parker’s words echoed through Scamp’s mind as she paced her home office, chewing her lip. Parker and her team were supposed to show up soon with the two Bronies.
She was nervous. Nervous for what she’ll learn from the pair, and nervous about her team's opinion of her after today.
This is what she’s been working towards all these years, and now that she’s found two Bronies from the book who actually know Lance, she should be excited. Instead she felt reserved.
The ring of her doorbell caused her to snap back to reality and she moved for the front door. Upon opening it she was greeted with Dew and Dribble, both sporting weary smiles.
“Hey, Scamp,” Dew greeted, walking in followed by Dribble.
“They here yet?” Dribbled asked as Scamp closed the door.
“They should be here soon,” she answered.
The three stood in silence for a bit, not sure what to talk about at that moment.
After a few minutes there was a knock at the door.
Scamp opened it to find Parker and Jace, the two Bronies behind them.
“Sorry it took so long, it’s not easy moving wanted fugitives through the city,” Park said as they all entered the house.
As she closed the door she saw Calypso walking towards the door, so she held it open for her as well.
Calypso only offered a nod as she entered.
A sigh escapes Scamp’s lips as she closed the door and walked into the living room with everyone else.
“So?” Jace asked, looking unsure. “Now what?”
Scamp gave a wave and headed for her study, “we’ll talk in my study.” She walked down the hallway and paused at the door, “just don’t judge me for it.”
She’d never let anyone into her study before, scared she’d be looked at as an obsessed mare. Which she was if she was being honest.
Upon entering, Parker cursed under his breath and Jace made a face.
Dew and Dribble stared wide eyed as they entered.
Calypso paused as she entered and sighed, “oh no.”
“Holy fucking shit!” Greg exclaimed as he entered.
Shadow Breeze didn’t react as he entered.
Scamp stood in front of them with a dumb smile on her face.
There was a moment of silence before anyone spoke, everyone just looking around them at the madness.
Finally, Dribble spoke up. “I knew you were serious about all this, but damn, this is a bit above too much.”
Scamp chuckles nervously as she rubs the back of her neck, “Yeah, I can’t deny that.”
Calypso holds up a hoof to get everyone’s attention. “Let’s skip all the shame and get to the main point of business.”
“Yeah,” Greg said loudly. “Like for starters, what is all this and why is there a picture of me and my friends on that book over there?”
Scamp looked to the book in question, Lance’s book. He had drawn a picture of all his friends and himself on the front cover.
“Well,” she began as she stepped over to it and lifted it. “This book was written by Lance, and is the only reason I know about his past and you two.”
“Lance wrote a book about us?” Shadow Breeze asked with a smile.
“Well a book about his adventures from his point of view. He includes a little too much in some parts and doesn’t make sense sometimes, but it’s all important because it’s his past.”
“Wait wait, why do you have all this? And know so much about us and Lance?” Shadow Breezed suddenly asked.
“The question of the century,” Dribble joked dryly.
Scamp nodded at this, ignoring Dribble’s comment. “When I was a young filly, my mother was the lawyer that represented Lance in court. Before the court case, I read through his case and his book, and there was just something there. Something that urged me to look deeper.”
“Why was Lance in court?” Greg asked in confusion.
Scamp and the others looked at him, like he should already know this. Then a thought hit Scamp as she glanced at her large map with pins in it.
“Where have you two been this whole time? You’re the only two from the book that have never been found.”
Shadow Breeze seemed to study her before answering. “Well you see, we’re actually not from this dimension. Our friend Ominus helped get us here so we could find Lance and bring him home.”
“I knew it!” Scamp exclaimed, excitement plastered on her face. She composed herself quickly when she received a few looks. “Sorry.” She looks back to the Bronies. “Well if you two aren’t from here, then there’s a lot of things you need to know.”
“Let’s start with why the police tried to arrest us,” Shadow Breeze said with a hint of worry.
“Because you’re unbranded and claimed to be friends with the most hated Brony to ever live,” Parker deadpanned with a straight face.
“Okay but why is he hated?”
“I think it’s best if I describe it this way,” Scamp says as she steps over to her desk. “I’ve put a lot of work and thought into this whole thing. Our world is nothing like your world, for example; Bronies in your world are seen as equals and loved. But in ours, they’re seen as vermin and are barely tolerated.”
Before they could ask why she continued, “this all stems from two events, I believe. When Lance arrived here, he tricked Cody into killing Fredric. He then killed Twilight’s lover, James Wash.”
“Can’t blame him there,” Greg said with a shrug.
“Well,” Scamp continued, “that even caused Twilight to hate all Bronies and she spent years pushing for new laws and regulations to be imposed on them. Then she dethroned the Princesses and named herself Queen, which spelt the end for Bronies rights.
“Lance ran off and started a new life, but was caught when he wrote this book and read it to others.”
“Sounds like Lance,” Shadow Breeze said with a shake of his head.
“The Queens Enforcers arrested him and put him up on a mock trial. My mother fought her tail off for him, but the final say was the Queens, and she sent him to a maximum security prison to rot. Nothing but manual labor all day and night.
“After the trial, the Queen used his book to hunt down and arrest anyone mentioned, no matter if it was true or not.” She patted the book, “luckily for me, I had kept the original and swapped it for a copy when my mom had it as part of evidence.”
“So wait, they arrested all of our friends in this world?” Greg asked, sitting on his flank.
“Most of them,” Scamp answered as she lifted a notebook and flipped through it. “Most were arrested, but Zorrow was killed in a no knock warrant, Annabel was frozen in stone with the Elements, Alexander was killed by Fluttershy’s husband when he appeared on their land without warning, David was hit by a carriage, and Malbatorus the dragon was hunted down and slain by a group of Bronies for fun.” She flipped the page and added, “Oh, and Louie the dog was kicked to death by James.”
“Jesus fucking Christ!” Shadow Breeze exclaimed, eyes wide in shock. “… wait! Who married Fluttershy?!”
“Another Brony named Walter Pinkman, real piece of work. I’m pretty sure his marriage to Fluttershy was against her wishes, but I have no proof.”
“Ima kill ‘em,” Shadow Breeze said in a low voice.
“Don’t worry, he died years ago due to diabetes. Their son on the other hand, just like his father.”
“You can say that again,” Dew said with a shake of his head.
“What about my wife?” Greg asked, stepping forward.
“Pinkie Pie?” Scamp checks her notes. “OD’d twenty years ago while at a human party. Her death was the start of a lot of pushing to regulate Bronies.”
“Fuck this is a dark timeline,” Greg muttered loudly.
“So,” Shadow Breeze started, “what’s happened to the Bronies still around today?”
“They’re all mostly staying in a few shanty towns around Equestria. They used to be allowed to enter pony towns and cities to work or shop, but new laws are slowly banning them from ever setting hoof anywhere near pony owned property.”
“None of this really matters to us though, all we need to do is break Lance out of prison and teleport back to Ominus’s dimension,” Greg said confidently.
“Yeah good luck with that,” Dribble interrupted. “That place is where the Queen sends the Bronies she wants to suffer. She and her guard personally watch and run that place. Ain’t no way you can just break him out.”
“Very true,” Scamp said slyly as she turned around and pulled out another book. “But I have a plan for that.”
“Of course you do,” Parker said as he facehoofed.
“We just need to track down a few ponies and gather some info, and we’re golden!” She says with absolute glee.
“It sounds so simple and easy when you say it like that,” Dew sighed.
Scamp looks at her friends, her ears laying flat. “Guys, I’m really sorry about all this.”
“No,” Parker shakes his head. “This is exactly what you’ve always wanted. We just got mixed up in it.”
“And basically lost our jobs,” Dribble added.
“Strawell will make sure of that,” Dew rubbed his face with an exasperated sigh.
Scamp looks to Calypso, who hasn’t spoken a word about any of this. “Cal?”
Calypso closed her eyes and exhaled. “If you’re asking my opinion, I think we, the rest of Echo, should take a step back and let you do whatever you think you need to do.”
This hit Scamp hard, as she thought her team would back her up on this.
“I’m sorry,” Jace said with sad eyes. “But I agree with her, this isn’t Echo Team business and never involved us. We just got caught in the crossfire.”
“I’ll probably be demoted for today’s events,” Park remarks. “I want to help, I think we all do, but we all have too much to lose. We support you one hundred percent, Scamp and you’re always going to be apart of the team, but this mission you’re embarking on, will have to be a solo endeavor.”
The emotions work their way over Scamp’s face. “I understand.” She straightens up and puts on her trademark smile. “Honestly, I’d have done this alone anyways if you all had been able to avoid getting caught up in it.”
Parker nods, smiling a bit. “Good. With that, I say we take our leave. Scamp, I will see you at the morning briefing,” he said in a way that implied all was forgiven as long as they went back to normal.
“Yes, sir!” Scamp responds.
Everyone slowly files out of the room, saying their goodbyes as they did. As Calypso left, she gave a nod to Scamp and the Bronies.
“Don’t get caught,” was all she said as she left, leaving the three alone in the study.
An awkward silence fell between the three as they stared at each other.
Greg was the one to break it. “Question; can I read the book?”
Scamp stared at him for a few moments before nodding.
“Sweet!” He grabbed the book with his magic and opened it to the first page.
Shadow Breeze watched him read and turned to Scamp. “How long will this plan take?”
“Depends, I guess,” Scamp shrugs, sitting down and rubbing her face. “A few months, a year at minimum.”
Shadow Breeze kind of hissed at that, “ehhh yeah, what if I said we were on a time limit? And the longer we’re here, the higher chance of the Watcher finding us is?”
“Fucking great,” Scamp said in a snide tone. “Need a new plan then.” She jumped up and headed for the door, but stopped and turned to him. “I’m sorry, I’m not trying to be an asshole.”
“I get it, you’re under a lot of stress right now,” he said in complete understanding. “We’ll get this worked out.”
“We sleepin’ here?” Greg rudely interrupted. “Or do we get a bed?”
Scamp eyes him with mild content. “The couch in the living room folds out.”
“Nice,” Greg said as he went back to the book.
Scamp looks back to Shadow Breeze, who just smiled sheepishly and raised a hoof as if to say sorry.
She left the room and entered her own, stripping her uniform off as she made her way to her bed. She flipped down and groaned into the pillow.
“I’m stuck with an idiot and a polite shy guy. Fuck.”
The day's events played back in her head, keeping her from relaxing. This was exactly what she’d dreamed of happening, but it wasn’t going the way she’d hoped it would.
Parker’s words hit her again, sending her mind down a rabbit hole of possibilities. Sleep would not come easily.
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Discord,Main 6,Original Character,Princess Celestia,Princess Luna,Human,Adventure,Comedy,Drama,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Death,Gore,Profanity,Sex,Violence
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Living The Dream
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When the world ends, a young man gets a chance to relive his life in the world of Equestria.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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2022-10-06T16:35:34+00:00
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2022-10-06T16:35:33+00:00
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Chapter 5
The door to the room closed as Scamp stepped out, leaving the two Bronies alone. Jero waited till he heard her bedroom door close before he relaxed.
“I’m starting to think this whole thing is going to be more complicated than Ominus led us to believe,” Jero said with a frown.
“Nah, we’ll be fine. That chick is some kind of badass, so no worries, bro,” Greg said as he flipped the page in the book. “Oh shit!” Greg suddenly exclaimed.
“What?!” Jero asked with a start.
“Lance wrote a chapter from my point of view,” he smirks. “That cheeky bastard.”
Jero rolls his eyes and walks around the room, looking over all the items and notes pertaining to his world and friends.
The amount of detail was both amazing and mildly creepy, Jero just wasn’t sure how to feel about it.
“Pfft, good ol’ Louie,” Greg muttered to himself.
Jero makes his way out of the room and into the living room. He started looking over the items that adorn the walls and tables.
There were pictures of a younger Scamp standing next to a older mare at what looked to be a high school graduation, one of her on a training course covered in mud, and one of her with a group of ponies in military like gear with the caption ‘Griffon Capital, end of war ~36 A.B.’.
On another table he saw a picture of Scamp at another graduation party, this one labeled “Police Academy graduation ~38 A.B.’. And by it was a picture of Scamp and the ponies he’d just met. A banner in the picture read ‘Welcome to Echo!’, it was dated 40 A.B.
One picture stood out to him, it was a picture of Echo Team standing around the corpse of a large creature, all of them looking worse for wear. ‘Operation: Dream Catcher, end of Nightmare ~42 A.B.’.
He continued snooping around the room and found a remote controller. Curiosity got the better of him and he hit the power button.
A TV in the corner of the room flicked on, showing a news broadcast.
“Huh,” Jero said as he put the controller down and started looking through cabinets.
It didn’t occur to him that he was going through someone else’s private things, he was too interested in what he’d find to notice.
In one of the cabinets he found a few DVD’s, each labeled with dates.
He chose one at random and popped it into the DVD player that was under the TV. There was a pause as the TV switched channels and a menu appeared.
The option ‘Play’ presented itself and Jero selected it.
The screen suddenly filled with Lance’s face, causing Jero to jump slightly in surprise. This was a much older Lance than he was used to seeing.
“I’ll ask you again, Mr. Greenfield,” a rough sounding voice asked from off screen. “Tell me where you gained all this information contained in your book.”
A tired sigh escaped Lance’s mouth as he looked past the camera. “I’ve told you,” his voice gravely from age, “it’s a retelling of my life, that’s how I knew it.”
“Your book describes the Nightmare and Darkest Bleak before either were known to still exist. Furthermore, the amount of detail you put into the book is astounding. A lot of research would have gone into that.”
Lance only shook his head and didn’t respond.
The video continues with the interviewer asking Lance more questions, but Lance never responded again, just stared at the camera.
The video ended abruptly. Jero checked the other DVD’s but they were all very similar with Lance barely talking and the interviewers yelling questions at him.
“Hey did you know Lance was fucked by a horse back on Earth?” Greg suddenly asked as he walked into the room.
“He what?!” Jero asked, completely taken off guard by the question.
“I dunno, apparently Lance got fucked by a horse some time before the rapture. Never knew that,” Greg replied like that was the most normal thing in the world.
“I…” Jero worked his brain to respond. “… have no idea how to respond to that.”
“Find anything interesting in here?” Greg asked as his ADHD kicked in causing him to change subjects.
“Uhhhhh,” Jero said still reeling from the information Greg dropped on him. “Well, Scamp is like you said, some kind of badass. And Lance is old now.”
“What year is it?” Greg asked as he kept reading the book.
Jero walked over to the kitchen table where Scamp left her PDA. He tapped at it till it turned on, showing the date and time.
“45 A.B., so that puts Lance at… sixty two here, but seventy three in our time.”
“Fuckers old as fuck,” Greg chuckled. “When we get back to our world, he’s going to be a seventy three year old fuck in a twenty nine year olds body. Nice.”
Jero wasn’t sure how Lance would feel after all this, but he hoped things would at least go back to normal once they return. He misses his wife and kids. And he was sure Greg missed his as well.
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Jero was jolted awake by Greg kicking his side.
“Bro look at this, we’re famous criminals now,” Greg said gesturing to the TV.
Jero sat up groggily and looked towards the TV which was broadcasting a story about the events of yesterday.
“The two unbranded Bronies took a office building hostage and threatened the hostages and police with home made bombs,” the news caster said as a video of Greg waving his ‘bomb’ around and screaming incorently played on screen.
“There were no hostages,” Greg huffed as he ate a bowl of cereal.
“The pair were able to evade capture due to negligence of the on scene SWAT team. This calls into question the current state of police operations and their hiring process.”
Jero shook his head, he may not know a lot about this world, but he could clearly see the news station had an agenda they were pushing.
The channel changed to another showing an action movie.
“Shit was getting too boring for me,” Greg said with a mouth full of cereal.
Jero glanced at the time and saw it was 6:34 AM. “Is Scamp still here?”
“Nah she left an hour or two ago,” Greg answered, turning his attention to the movie.
“What’s our plans for the day?”
Greg smirked, “Scamp said to stay here till she returned. But I’m not about that life, I’m going to put on a disguise and go check out the city.”
“Very bad idea,” Jero commented, knowing he couldn’t possibly change Greg’s mind.
“It’s a terrible idea,” Greg said as his horn flashed and he changed into a blue earth pony with a purple mane. “Gonna go with this guy. Pinkie calls it the ‘stranger in my bed’ guy.”
“Jesus,” Jero covered his face with his hooves. “I don’t need to hear that, man.”
Greg only laughed loudly at this, clearly enjoying himself.
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Scamp tapped through her PDA as she sat in the slowly filling up briefing room. She’d seen her team mates, but they all looked a bit dejected at being benched.
“I heard you guys lost two high value targets,” Bognog mocked as he slid next to Dribble a few seats away. “Apparently outsmarted you guys and escaped. When was that the last time that happened? That’s right, never, so that makes you guys the first and only SWAT team to lose their targets even after fully surrounding them.”
Dribble ignored him and stared straight ahead, the anger clear on his face.
“Looks like we’re going to be getting a whole new Echo Team very soon,” Bognog mocked in a almost sinister tone.
“That’s enough, Nog,” Blitz, Alpha Teams Leader, commanded in a stern voice as he stepped up behind Bognog.
“Of course, sir,” He said with a smirk before turning and leaving.
Blitz doesn’t say anything else as he walks back to his own team.
“Everyone find a seat and plant their flank there now,” the Captain called out as he walked towards the front of the room.
All the officers in the room took their seats as the Captain reached his podium.
“Alright, nothing new on the agenda today, so let’s get started.” He began calling out teams and their positions for the day, but skipped over Echo Team.
Once he finished he looked out over the crowded room, a different look on his face. “Echo Team, you are to report to the OEA office on the fourth floor of this building.”
All eyes turned to the members of Echo Team, most smiling like they were in on some kind of joke.
“Yes, sir,” Parker says loudly.
“You’re all dismissed,” the Captain said as he took his leave.
As everyone slowly left the room, Scamp joined up with her teammates.
“The OEA office? Why?” She asked, confused as to the reasoning. Usually a benched team was confined to a desk till they were allowed out onto the field again.
“We’re getting fired,” Dew said solemnly. “I’ve heard the comments of some of the higher ups, we’re being replaced.”
This caused the members of Echo to go silent as they left the room.
“Dead ponies walkin’,” Lemongrass called out as they walked by, which caused Bravo’s Team Leader to come over and drag him away.
This didn’t help the mood of the team as they headed for the fourth floor.
It wasn’t long before they were standing outside the OEA’s office door. This office was mainly just for administration and storage since the OEA rarely had anyone stationed inside.
Parker pushed open the door, expecting to see a regular OEA employee at the desk, but what they saw instead sent shivers down their spines.
“Echo Team,” Strawell deadpanned with a straight face, his armor absent, but his black uniform still caused him to look very imposing. “Come in.”
The six ponies nervously entered the barely big enough office and stood in front of Strawell.
He looked each one of them up and down, his eyes lingering on Scamp longer than the others. “I’ve gone over all of your After Action Reports and checked all sources to confirm them. I’m here to offer my apology for my words after yesterday’s… events.”
This caught everyone off guard, as they’d never heard of Strawell apologizing for anything before.
“I’ve decided to revoke my order of benching you, and instead will be placing your team under my direct command.” He lifts an envelope and passes it to Parker. “I already have a mission for your team. We’ve traced a signal back to what we believe to be a relay station for the terrorist group ‘Luna’s Spear’.”
The mention of the name caused a stir among the members of Echo Team. Luna’s Spear were responsible for most of the attacks on pony cities over the last few years.
“This is a simple mission,” Strawell continued. “So consider it a test. If all goes well, you will be able to advance to one of my Task Forces.”
Parker looked at a loss for words, they’d gone from being fired to being offered a Tier One Operator’s position.
“Um, thank you, sir,” he said, giving a salute, followed by the rest of his team.
“Dismissed. Go ready up, I expect this mission to be done before lunch.” Strawell walked around the desk and sat down, pulling out paperwork.
Echo Team stepped out of the room and began heading for the armory.
None of them knew what to say, but the relief and eagerness was clear on all of their faces.
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Greg checked his new appearance in the mirror, pleased with it.
“Not a damn pony could recognize me now,” he blew a kiss at his reflection. “Oh behave!”
He laughs at himself as he walks to the front door and opens it.
A gun was shoved into his face as he realized there were four heavily armored ponies right outside the door.
“Don’t move!” Came the static filled voice of the lead pony.
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Discord,Main 6,Original Character,Princess Celestia,Princess Luna,Human,Adventure,Comedy,Drama,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Death,Gore,Profanity,Sex,Violence
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Living The Dream
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When the world ends, a young man gets a chance to relive his life in the world of Equestria.
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incomplete
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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2022-10-07T13:05:11+00:00
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2022-10-07T13:05:10+00:00
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Chapter 6
“Echo-2, in position,” Jace said into his mic as Scamp and Dew stood on either side of the door.
“Echo-1, ready to breach,” came Parker’s calm voice.
Both teams were on either side of a large warehouse, the number of hostiles inside were unknown.
Scamp looked down at the ground, staring at the wire that ran under the door and possibly lead to the computer that the signal was picked up from.
If they were successful, not only would they move up to become Tier One Operator’s, but this would be a major step towards tracking down the leadership of Luna’s Spear.
“Echo Team, clear to breach,” came Cherrywood’s calm voice over the radio.
Dew hit a switch and the explosives on the door blew the locks. Jace kicked the door open and Scamp pushed in, followed by the others.
They carefully moved down the maze of stacked boxes, watching for hostiles at every turn. The wire lead them to the center of the warehouse where it entered a hatch in the floor and disappeared down the dark stairs.
Parker’s group met up with them just as they arrived and cursed, “Echo-1, the relay wires lead to a hatch that leads to what appears to be an underground section of the warehouse.”
There was a pause. “Copy, you are clear to enter the underground section. Expect radio communication to drop once you enter.”
“Copy, proceeding.” Parker signals for his team to enter the hatch and descend the stairs.
Scamp was second in behind Dribble. The further they descended the darker it became.
“Switch to night vision,” Parker ordered as they all flicked a switch on their helmets, painting the world around them in green.
The stairwell ended at a door.
“We have a door,” Dribble reported. He reached out and checked it, confirming it was locked.
“Moving,” Dew said, knowing his role. He approached the door and pulled out a thin rope like material. He carefully pushes it into the lock of the door and wiggles it around till he gets it all inside. He slowly retreated to his original position.
“Shield eyes,” he warns as everyone looks away and he hits the button on his PDA.
There was a pop and bright flash. When they all looked back, the door handle and lock were gone, as if they’d been teleported away.
Dribble kicked the door open and the team moved into the doorway with practiced ease, checking their sectors.
“Rooms clear,” Scamp announced.
They moved to the only door in the room, after pushing through that door, they found themselves in a long hallway.
The team moved down the hallway, eyes on the door at the end and their rear. Once they reached the door and breached it, they found themselves in a large square room, filled with desks and computers. There were doors on each wall, but the wire they were following lead to the center of the room.
They approached the computer that was connected to the wire with unease. It was the only one that was on as well.
“I don’t like this,” Jace said as he and the others scanned the room around them with their weapons up.
“Echo-1, we’ve located the source of the signal,” Parker said, the unease clear in his voice and on his face.
Only static answered him.
“Dribble, get to work on the computer. Everyone else cover him, I don’t want to be caught off guard down here.”
Dribble walked up to the computer and started messing with it while the rest of the team formed a circle around him, using the desk as cover.
After a moment, Dribble looked around puzzled.
“This isn’t a relay station.”
“What do you mean?” Parker asked.
“This computer isn’t capable of performing that sort of task. The only thing I can find on here is a video file…” Dribble leaned forward and cursed.
Scamp couldn’t help but glance over, and when she did it felt like she’d been punched in the gut. “Oh shit.”
Dribble clicked the video, which started playing with the sound playing out of speakers all around them.
The video showed security footage of an office with two ponies arguing, followed by two more bursting in.
It was footage of the day before when they’d helped Greg and Shadow Breeze escape. Their voices were being broadcasted all around them as the video played, then it skipped to Parker giving the order for the two to teleport to his house. The footage was then replaced with each of their pictures and the word ‘traitor’ plastered across them in red letters.
Suddenly, Strawell’s voice filled the air from the speakers. “Echo Team has betrayed this country and have been aiding terrorist groups throughout Equestria.”
As he spoke, the team stood there dumbfounded, not fully accepting the situation.
“May Queen Twilight have mercy on their souls,” Strawell’s voice boomed twice as loud as before.
“What does…” Jace began but was cut off by a loud bang and his helmet visor exploding with a spray of blood and glass.
“Contact!” Parker yelled as the world around them went to hell.
Scamp fired blinding as she dived for cover behind a desk.
“All sides!” Dew screamed, his rifle barking nonstop.
She leans around the desk and spots a fully armored pony firing a machine gun towards them, she opened fire but her small caliber bullets did nothing but spark off the black armor.
“It’s OEA Enforcer’s!” Calypso screamed over the roar of gunfire.
Scamp came back up to fire again, but a bullet blew through the desk she was behind and slammed into her vest. Her eyes widened as she fell backwards, the spray of blood that shot up from behind her vest and onto her helmet visor obscured her vision.
“Scamp’s down!” Dribble yelled out.
With a hiss of pain she looked down to her chest and saw a smoking hole in her vest. She winced as she pulled at her IFAK and opened it, fumbling for the little syringe filled with pain killers. She found it and used her wing to jab it into her neck.
The injection immediately took effect and the pain from the gunshot disappeared, allowing her to focus.
An Enforcer jumped over a desk and landed in the middle of the team, firing point blank into Dew, the bullet shredding through his vest and out his side.
Scamp jumped up and with all she had left in her she grabbed the hind leg of the armored pony and lifted him up. He lost his balance and fell face first into the ground. Scamp deployed her blade that was attached to her left foreleg and jammed it between the ponies helmet and neck, killing him.
Dew coughed and whizzed as he struggled to stay up as he too injected himself with the pain meds. He rolled around and resumed firing at the advancing Enforcers.
Scamp stumbled back to her position to close the gap and resumed firing, her bullets only slowing them slightly. Then without warning the one she was firing on sprinted towards her, ignoring the bullets that bounced off of his armor.
He collided with the desk she was using as cover and sent her flying with it. Scamp scrambled out from under the desk in time to receive a heavy buck to the side of her helmet, the visor spider webbing from the impact.
She quickly responds by jumping up and pushing aside his rifle as he fires. As she did so his hoof shot out and grabbed her by the neck, trying to knock her down. But she held her own as the two pushed into each other and ended up standing on their hindlegs with his hoof around her neck and hers keeping the rifle from pointing at her.
A glance to her side told her no help was coming as the others were also stuck in melee with the other Enforcer’s.
The Enforcer roared as his free hoof shot forward, digging a blade into Scamp’s gut. She gasped in pain as he ripped the blade sideways.
She responded with her own blade, slamming it over and over again into his neck. One of the stabs found a gap and caused the Enforcer to let go and stumble back, grabbing at his throat.
As he collapsed, so did Scamp. She lay on her side and looked down to see her insides were now spilling out.
“That’s bad,” Scamp muttered, in shock.
She dragged herself over to the dead Enforcer and wiggled his gun free. She then, without a targeting system to aid her, pointed it at the Enforcer currently grappling with Calypso and fired.
The heavy round easily penetrated the armor and punched into the Enforcer’s side, dropping him instantly.
Calypso regained her posture and immediately tackled the Enforcer who was on top of Dew.
Scamp heaves the rifle over to the Enforcer punching Parker. Her injuries were catching up to her as she struggled to raise the rifle.
“Come on!” She hisses as she tries to get her body to respond and raise the heavy rifle.
As if to mock her, the Enforcer broke free of Parker’s grasp and fired his shotgun over and over again, removing parts of Parker’s uniform, gear, and flesh with each shot.
“No!” Calypso screamed as she rammed into the Enforcer and shoved her pistol under his helmet and unloaded.
As the Enforcer fell, Calypso jumped to Parker’s side, trying to remove his helmet and yelling his name.
Scamp scanned the area in a daze, seeing that they’d somehow killed the entire group of Enforcer’s.
“Shit! Scamp!” Dribbled yelled as he slid up beside her and removed her destroyed helmet. He shakily removed her vest and ripped her uniform open. With shaking hooves he removed a spray from his IFAK and sprayed it on her exposed guts, causing her to scream despite the pain meds.
“Move, help Dew!” Calypso yelled as she laid her full Medbag by Scamp. Dribble ran over to Dew to try and help him.
“Hang in there, Scamp,” Calypso said in a shaken voice as she sprayed something onto her exposed guts, followed by her gently pushing them back in. She then placed a magical seal over the large wound to hold her over till they could get to somewhere safer.
“Oh fuck, contact! Coming down the hallway!” Dribble yelled as he and Dew took up positions by an overturned desk and began firing through the doorway at the approaching Enforcer’s.
Calypso placed another seal over the bullet wound in her chest and pressed down.
“Dew’s down!” Dribble yelled as the sound of gunfire started to ramp up.
“Okay look at me, Scamp,” Calypso said, patting her face to get her attention. “I need to help Dribble, so I need you to stay awake. Do not pass out!” She grabs and raises Scamp’s foreleg with her pistol on it. “Just hang in there, please!”
Scamp watched as Calypso left her and ran to join Dribble, both of them firing as fast and accurately as they could. The desk they were using as cover was slowly breaking apart from the onslaught of bullets.
“Focus on the left one!” Dribbled yelled as a loud whoosh was heard. “Missile incoming!”
Scamp watched as the two dived away from each other as a middle screeched in and hit the roof above the desk they’d been at, spraying debris everywhere.
She wiped her face as she saw an Enforcer step out of the smoke, barely visible without her night vision. She raised her hoof and began firing, the bullets posing little threat.
He turned towards her and fired, the bullet barely missing her head. Before he could fire again, sparks exploded off the side of his helmet. As he fell, Calypso slid up against his body and turned the attached rifle on the approaching Enforcer’s.
A sudden flash blinded Scamp as the dark room briefly lit up.
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“Don’t move!” The lead pony commanded through his helmet's speaker.
“Uh, you got it,” Greg said, looking like a deer in the headlights.
“Secure him.” The lead pony said as another pulled Greg out and led him away from the front door.
Once they were on the sidewalk, the armored pony looked him over as he brought out a pair of cuffs.
“Wait!” Greg blurted out, “I was being held against my will by those Bronies!”
This caused the Enforcer to stop, “Are there other hostages inside?”
Greg shook his head no.
The Enforcer thought for a second before holding out the cuffs. “Go ahead and just put these on, it’s just protocol is all.”
Greg looked at the cuffs then the Enforcer. “Uh, can I try something first?”
“What?” The Enforcer asked, confused.
Without warning there was a flash from where Greg’s horn would be, causing the armor to collapse into a heap.
“Get teleported, FED boi,” he smiles and starts messing with the now ownerless armor.
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Jero squirmed from under the Enforcer, the hoof on his back keeping him down. The bind over his wings and wrist cuffs further restricted his movement.
"We haven't found the Unicorn yet, sir," one of the Enforcer's reported as he returned to the living room where Jero and the Enforcer holding him down were.
"Keep looking, the spell on the house prevents him from teleporting, so he's here somewhere," the lead Enforcer above Jero replied, grinding his hoof down into Jero painfully. "Of course, this would all go a lot faster if this one would just talk."
Jero remained quiet, not willing to give them anything.
"And where's Le'Mint? He's been outside with the Earth pony for well over ten minutes," the Leader said angrily. "Le'Mint! Report?"
There was silence as neither of the Enforcer's moved.
"Go outside and see what's taking so long," the Leader growled, taking his anger out on Jero's back by grinding his armored hoof harder into him.
"Sorry boss," a different Enforcer said as he entered the room. "The guy ran when I tried to cuff him, uh, but I got him cuffed."
The two Enforcer's stared at the third one for a few seconds before the Leader responded, "What's wrong with your speakers? Your voice isn't coming through correctly."
"Oh uh," the third Enforcer reached up and touched his throat. "The guy kinda kicked me a few times, I think he knocked something loose."
"Report it to the Armorer when we return." Then in a more authoritative voice, "Next time a suspect runs from you, you radio it in immediately! I'll deal with you after this mission is finished."
"Uh yes, sir!" the third Enforcer said with a sloppy salute.
The Leader growled slowly and shook his head. Then he snapped like he was listening to something, probably his radio in his helmet.
"Well that's some good news," he looks at the other two Enforcer's. "We need to pick it up here, the other team has engaged Echo Team and have already scored a kill."
Jero jerked violently when he heard this, "You bastard's!"
"Shut it," the Leader snapped as he kicked the back of Jero's head, dazing him. He then looked to the second Enforcer, "Get back to checking the house. Inform the other's of the good news." He then looks to the third Enforcer, "And you, you're done tonight. Take this punk and put him in the command vehicle around the corner, then stay there. You're benched for this mission."
The third Enforcer slumped, but nodded. "You got it, sir."
"Watch that tone!" the Leader snapped as he stood up and forced Jero to stand.
The third Enforcer walked over and roughly pulled Jero, forcing him to follow him outside. Once outside, Jero spit on the side of the helmet of the Enforcer, complete hatred pasted on his face. He may not have known the members of Echo Team very well, but they'd put themselves on the line for them, and now they were being killed because of them.
"Dude, don't spit on me," the Enforcer said as he wiped his helmet with his hoof. "Jesus fuck, man."
"Greg?!" Jero yelped in surprise.
"Yeah?" Greg asked in confusion.
"How'd you get... we don't have time for this, we need to try and save Scamp and the others!" Jero said, becoming frantic as Greg started undoing his binds.
"But how?"
Jero looked around trying to think fast, then he spotted a large truck down the street with the words 'OEA' on its side. An idea hit him. "Okay! Yeah!" He points to Greg, "Take me to the truck like you were supposed to, and we'll force whoever is inside it to tell us where Echo is. Then you bam! Teleport and get them!"
"Uhhh," Greg looks at the truck uncertain. "I can try."
"Let's go then!" Jero said as he quickly walked towards the truck, Greg coming up behind him.
As they reached the truck, the doors opened and a single unarmed Earth pony opened the door. "Heard you got benched, Le'Mint." Behind him were a few seats and a full set up with radio's and multiple computer screens. The Earth pony looked at Jero and pointed at him, "Why isn't he restrained?"
"Uhhhh," Greg replied sheepishly as he used his magic to lift and slam the pony around inside the truck, hitting the seats and walls.
"Don't knock him out, Greg!" Jero hissed.
Greg nods dumbly as he releases the technician, who just falls to the ground in the truck with a grunt. As he started to slowly try and get up, Jero jumped into the truck and pinned him.
"You're going to tell us where Echo Team is and you're going to do it now!" Jero all but screamed into the ponies face.
"What?! Hell no!" The tech yelled as he started to fight. "Help! HELP! They're trying to..."
Greg's horn flashed and the tech went limp.
"Greg!" Jero screamed as he stood up off the tech and looked at his friend in disbelief and anger.
"He was yelling for help, man. I had to," Greg said, thinking that was the best course of action he could have taken.
"Gah!" Jero ran over to the computer screen's and froze. The screens showed security footage of a group of ponies in a circle with office desk all around them grappling with what looked to be Enforcer's. It didn't take long for them to recognize it was Echo Team, fighting hoof to hoof with Enforcer's.
"Can you figure out enough from this to teleport to them?!" Jero asked in a panic.
"Maybe? This computer has a shit ton of info on it. Let me just, figure this shit out," Greg said as he threw the helmet off and started messing with the computer, clearly not knowing what he was doing.
On screen, Jero watched in horror as he saw one of Echo Team lose their melee and get gunned down point blank. Tears began to run down his face as he watched helplessly.
A moment of relief hit him as he saw that they'd dispatched the last of the Enforcer's and started helping each other. But his horror only grew when he saw on a different screen that one of the downed Echo members was Scamp, and even through the screen he could see how bad it was.
A different scene showed a large group of Enforcer's heading down a stairwell, which could only lead to the team. "Greg?!"
"I'm trying!" Greg screamed, losing his cool.
The Enforcer's reached the long hallway leading to the room with Echo team, and they immediately opened fire. Jero watched as two of Echo started returning fire. A wave of hope washed over him as he saw a few Enforcer's fall as they pair's rifles seemed to work just fine against their armor.
Then, he let out a pained whine as he saw one of the two members of Echo take a bullet to their helmet and fall off of the desk they'd been propped up on.
"GREG?!?!"
"FUCK!" Greg cursed loudly, sweet flooding down his face as he seemed to be making no progress.
On screen, a rocket was let loose from the Enforcer's and flew towards the defenders. As soon as it made contact, one of the Enforcer's broke from the others and sprinted at full speed towards the smoke that obscured the members of Echo. They jumped through the smoke and landed on the desk the pair had been using as cover.
Scamp, who was lying on the ground wounded and not appearing to be able to move, started firing her foreleg mounted pistol at the armored Enforcer, which only caused him to look at her.
"NO!" Jero screamed, shaking the screen.
The Enforcer fired, but the bullet seemed to miss Scamp. Off to his side, one of the member's of Echo had finally gotten back up and fired their weapon, hitting the Enforcer before he could fire again.
"OH HOLY FUCK I GOT IT!" Greg cried as he jumped back and without any flair, disappeared.
Jero watched the screen as Greg appeared by Scamp. His horn flashed, and she disappeared from the ground.
"Shit!" A surprised voice came from behind him. On screen, Greg flashed again and Dribble, who was trapped under a desk disappeared.
"Whoa whoa whoa!" Dribble yelped as he hit the ground as he appeared on the edge of a seat.
Calypso appeared, looking crazed as she stared straight ahead, still in a shooting position.
Finally, Greg appeared looking absolutely terrible and spent. He collapsed in a heap, heaving loudly.
"What?" Calypso said in a daze as she finally started to regain herself and she looked around.
"Uh, we saved you," Jero replied, still crying. "I'm so sorry we couldn't get there faster!"
"No worries," Scamp groaned from the floor, her midnight blue coat looking a lot less colorful as she laid curled up on the floor.
"Scamp!" Calypso said as she fell next to her and then cursed. "I left my medical bag where she'd been laying!"
Greg groaned as he sat up, glanced at the screen to see the Enforcer's slowly moving down the hallway, not seeming to know what happened. He sighed, "Yep."
He flashed away, panicking everyone. He shortly returned holding the medical bag, he dropped it by Calypso, gave a sort of thumbs up motion, then collapsed. Unconscious.
"Idiot!" Jero said with a facehoof.
"That idiot just saved Scamp," Calypso said as she grabbed her bag and shuffled through it. She flipped Scamp on her back and injected something into her. "See you later, Scamp."
"Wait, don't... put me.... under... damn it..." Scamp tried to fight it, but she was rendered unconscious as well.
Dribble opened the back door a touch, "Uh, so where are we?"
"Oh, outside Scamp's house in an OEA truck," Jero replied, not thinking anything of it.
"An OEA truck?!" Dribble yelped as he rushed past everyone and jumped in the driver's seat. He began messing with some kind of black box on the dash.
"What's wrong?" Jero asked, stepping up front with him.
Dribble ripped out a few wires and used a tool to cut a few bindings, removing the box. He then tossed it out the window and turned the truck on. "They can track the truck with that." He then put the truck in drive and drove forward carefully, trying not to make too much sound so as not to alert any of the other Enforcer's.
"I'm assuming they're in Scamp's house?" he asked.
"Uh, yeah, three of them," Jero answered.
Dribble shook his head as they started to pick up speed now that they'd left the neighborhood. "They're so incompetent."
"Excuse me?" Jero asked with a cock of his head.
"The Enforcer's," Dribble said with a shake of his head. "We should have died immediately back there, and they shouldn't have been outsmarted by you two. If that'd been our team, we'd have handled both of those situations a lot better."
Jero gave him a weird look at this.
Dribble glanced at him and sighed. "I'm sorry, I'm just trying to think of anything else right now. I'll process what happened back there once we get somewhere safe and I can down a few brew's."
Not knowing how to respond to that, he looked to the back. Calypso was doing her best to stabilize Scamp, and Greg was laying next to the tech they'd knocked out.
"What are we going to do with the pony?" Jero asked.
"What pony?" Dribble asked, looking back and noticing the tech. "Ah hell." He pulls the truck over and climbs out of the seat and heads towards the back. He flings open the back doors and roughly rolls the unconscious tech out the doors and slams them.
He returns to his seat and resumes driving.
Jero blinks at this and just shrugs. He may not be used to this world and how it operates, but these guys clearly did.
He looked out the window, watching as they left the neighborhoods and started heading away from the city, into the countryside. "What's the plan?"
"No plan," Dribble replies solemnly. "We're just going to get somewhere to lay low for a bit. Find out more about what's going on, then we'll make a plan."
"Gotcha," Jero says with a slow nod. He looks out the window again, watching the trees fly by.
The image of a pony getting shot over and over again point blank kept running through his head. He wouldn't be able to relax even if he wanted to.
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When the world ends, a young man gets a chance to relive his life in the world of Equestria.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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2022-11-07T00:34:17+00:00
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Chapter 7
Scamp awoke with a gasp as she sat up quickly, wincing from the sharp pain her her midsection. She looked down to see bandages wrapped around her stomach and chest.
"What?" She said aloud in a groggily voice, confused as to what was going on. A glance around revealed she was in a small room with a bed and a mirrored dresser.
In the mirror she saw a horrible looking pony staring back at her, their color drained from their fur. It took her a moment to realize it was her that she was staring at.
With a grunt she climbed out of the bed and stumbled to the only door in the room. She pushed it open and half stumbled through it into a living room.
"Scamp!" Calypso yelped as she ran over and helped support her, "You should have called for me, you shouldn't be moving with those injuries!"
"I'm fine, Cal," Scamp responded in a weak voice.
"You most certainly are not!" Calypso scolded as she lead her to a couch in the room, a TV broadcasting a newscast about the weather.
Scamp let herself be laid on the couch, coughing from the pain in her chest. "What happened? Where are we?"
"We're in a cabin forty miles outside of Manehattan," Calypso responded as she pulled a blanket up over Scamp, ignoring her first question.
"Oh dang," Scamp replied softly, staring at the TV screen blankly.
Calypso left her and went back to what she'd been doing, cataloging their gear and supplies.
An hour passed like this, with Scamp blankly staring at the TV and Calypso repeatedly going over their gear.
"Breaking news!" A stallion on screen suddenly said, as the news switched from sports to a solemn looking pony. "Shocking video has been released by the OEA regarding one of the city's most decorated SWAT teams, Echo."
This caused Calypso to run over and stand by the couch, her eyes glued to the screen. Scamp slowly sat up, eyes wide as everything came back to her.
"According to reports; two days ago, Echo Team, SWAT's most prestigious unit, were caught on camera attacking OEA Enforcer's."
The screen changed to a video of six ponies dressed in Echo Team's uniforms walking up to a group of Enforcer's who seemed to be arresting two ponies who looked suspiciously like Greg and Shadow Breeze.
"Echo Team? Why are you here? We're just finishing up arresting these two terrorist, we have it under control," one of the Enforcer's said as he approached the six Echo Team impostors.
"We'll be taking those two," the lead impostor said in a rough voice, like Parker's.
"Sorry, sir. Order's are to return them to OEA," the Enforcer responded as he turned his back on them.
"No, I'm sorry," the Parker imposter said as he shot the Enforcer in the back, and the other members of the team also opened fire, killing all the Enforcer's before they could react.
The video cut back to the newscaster, who looked absolutely mortified. "As you saw, Echo Team, the very team that stopped both the Nightmare and the Storm King, killed OEA Enforcer's unprovoked in order to free two known terrorist."
A collection of headshots replaced the newscaster, showing portraits of ponies with the OEA symbol behind them. "These are the brave stallion's and mare's who were mercilessly gunned down without warning." The screen then switched to picture's of Echo Team, with 'Deceased' plastered across Dew's, Jace's, and Parker's portraits. "Three members of Echo Team were killed in a shootout with OEA, but Sergeant First Class Calypso, Sergeant Dribble, and Sergeant Scamp are still at large. They are to be considered armed and dangerous. If you see them, report them immediately to OEA or the police."
The news broadcaster was replaced by another message that was giving details of the three and the two Bronies they'd helped.
Calypso kicked the table in front of her and walked over to a chair and collapsed on it, hooves on her face as she shook with anger.
Scamp just stared at the screen, shocked by the lies they'd just witnessed. This would cause them to become the most hated ponies in Equestria, and there was nothing they could do about it.
The front door opened and Dribble and the Bronies came in, carrying food.
"You won't believe the shit they just played on the radio!" Dribble yelled as he threw the food on the floor in anger, absolutely seething.
"They broadcasted it on TV!" Calypso snapped, so angry tears were running down her face.
"What now?" Shadow Breeze asked sheepishly, ears back.
"No idea!" Dribble yelled, walking to a chair and falling on it, crossing his forelegs and staring at the ceiling.
Scamp looked at her two friends and then to the two lost looking Bronies. She let out a hiss of pain as she stood up and walked around the table in front of the couch to stand in front of everyone.
"Look guys," she started, trying to sound confident. "We're just going to lay low for a few days, we'll figure something out."
"Yeah, good plan," Dribble mumbled, his usually easy going nature seeming to be nonexistent now.
Scamp looked between her friends, unsure of what to say or do to fix things. Her eyes drifted over to a table which held their gear; the blood soaked uniforms catching her attention.
'Don't you burn us.'
Parker's word slammed into her, causing tears to flow down her face as she stared at the mess of bloody gear.
"I..." she started, but her voice caught. A wave of nausea hit her as she swayed slightly. Then suddenly, her demeanor changed as she thought of the events that lead to this mess.
"Fuck!" She screamed, startling everyone, as she started slamming her hooves down onto the coffee table, breaking it to pieces as she cursed and cried out.
No one stopped her, they just watched in silence.
Once the coffee table was nothing but broken pieces of wood, she collapsed to her knees, crying loudly.
It was all her fault.
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Calypso finished replacing the bandages on a sleeping Scamp, the other ones ruined when she reopened her wounds during her breakdown.
"Is she going to be okay?" Jero asked as he laid on the floor where the coffee table once stood.
"Yeah, if she'll just stay down she will be," Calypso said with a sigh, looking like she hadn't slept in two days. Which was probably true since she was the one who had to look after Scamp.
Dribble walked into the room, also looking like a wreck. "I just checked the internet, they've rounded up our families for questioning," he said grimly, dried tears on his face.
Calypso paused for a moment, but then resumed her work. "We expected that."
"They'll be fine, normal procedure is to just detain, question, release, and observe," Dribble said as he sat at the table with all their gear on it.
"Nothing about any of this is normal," Calypso deadpanned back.
Greg, on the other hand, didn't seem to be listening to them all as he sat in the corner, still reading Lance's book. Jero was happy Greg had had it on him, as he was sure Scamp would have been upset to also lose it.
Jero stood up and walked over to Greg and sat down next to him on the couch. "So?"
"So what?" Greg asked, not looking up from the book.
"What's our plan? We can't just stay here, it's already been two days."
Greg sighed and sat the book down, looking serious, "If you want my opinion, we need to get to that prison, break in and teleport him out."
"It's not that easy," Dribble interjected from across the room. "They have an anti-magic field around the facility that spreads out at least twenty miles in all directions. And before you ask, no we can't disable it. It was set up by the Queen, and only she can remove it. Which she won't. If you still want to save that jackass, you're going to have to do it without magic. And that ain't going to happen. So just drop it, you've already caused enough damage as is."
A frown grew on Jero's face as he listened to Dribble, his mind drawing blanks on how to help Lance.
"Hey!" Greg suddenly snapped, hopping up and stomping towards Dribble. "I know you're mad at what happened, but don't take it out on us!"
Dribble jumped up and head butted Greg, hitting him in the snout. "Hey, jackass! Don't you forget what we lost because of you!"
"Both of you, quit it!" Calypso commanded, stepping between them. "We can't be fighting each other right now!" She turns to Dribble, "We made our choice, and we paid the price for it. There's no changing that now." Then she turned to Greg, "It's because of you that we're all still alive, and we'll forever be grateful. But you need to calm down. Okay?"
Greg took a step back, wiping blood from his snout. "I'm sorry."
Dribble sighed and shook his head, "I'm sorry too, I'm just so stressed out right now."
"Then let's make a plan," Calypso suggested. "We're not doing anyone any good just sitting around feeling sorry for ourselves."
"You still want to help them save this Lance guy?" Dribble asked in surprise.
Calypso just sighed as she walked back to Scamp, "Honestly? What else are we going to do? We can't go back to our old lives right now, and probably never will be able to. We're outcast now."
This seemed to not sit well with Dribble, but he walked over and sat in the chair by the couch with Scamp. "Yeah, I guess you have a point." He did not sound fully on board with the idea.
"So where do we start?" Jero asked as he and Greg also walked over and sat down with them.
"First," Calypso began, "we're going to get Scamp settled, then we're all going to sit down and seriously talk about everything we know. We'll go from there."
This seemed to placate everyone as they turned to the TV and stared at it, not really watching it. Calypso continued her work on Scamp, adding an I.V. drip to her foreleg.
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"No no no!" Dribble yelled as he jumped out of his seat, startling everyone awake. It was now nighttime and everyone else had fallen asleep where they'd been sitting.
"What?!" Calypso yelped as she sat up from her position on the floor and looked to Dribble. He was staring wide eyed at the TV, and when she looked, she understood why.
On the screen showed a live broadcast of the Queen addressing a crowd of ponies, and behind her were a group of ponies.
Their family members.
"Scamp, wake up!" Calypso yelled, shaking Scamp awake.
"What?! WHAT?!" Scamp screamed in a panic before her eyes landed on the TV. It took her a few moments to realize what she was seeing. "Mom?!"
"Accused of high treason!" The Queen all but roared, giving a speech to the gathered ponies. "These ponies, these traitors, have been aiding and abiding the very same terrorist who have been attacking and killing your family members!"
"We have to do something!" Scamp grunted as she tried to get up, but Calypso held her down.
"There's nothing we can do," she said, tears on her face.
"I can teleport and grab them," Greg offered, jumping up and looking to prepare to teleport.
"Don't you dare!" Calypso ordered angrily, causing Greg to flinch. "This is a ploy to get us to act. If you teleport there, then you'll be falling into their trap, and everything will have been for nothing!"
"But your family?" Greg asked, looking conflicted.
Calypso turned to the screen where the Queen was reading off their charges. "I know."
Scamp, the drugs in her system making her emotions flare, cried raggedly as she watched the screen.
"I am hereby revoking their rights to a trial, as they are no longer citizens of Equestria," the Queen bellowed, getting a thunderous applause from the gathered crowd. Behind her, the gathered ponies stood solemnly; some crying, others staring blankly ahead.
Scamp saw her mother, standing near the front, head held high.
The Queen seemed to bask in the praise of the ponies around her before she continued, "We shall commence with the execution!" The crowd went absolutely crazy at this, cheering and whistling.
"No!" Scamp cried out as the Queen turned around and stared down at their family members. Time seemed to slow down as Scamp watched as her mother turned to the Queen and stepped forward.
"This isn't the Equestria we all grew up in! Nor the Equestria the Princesses created!" Her mother yelled, almost drowned by the crowd.
The Queen didn't acknowledge her, instead, her horn flashed almost violently. All the ponies before her screamed in agony as they all seemed to internally combust, burning to ash almost instantly.
The crowd loved this as they only grew louder.
"Holy fuck, this is not the Equestria we know at all," Greg said, his body shaking from adreline.
"That's nothing like the Twilight I know..." Shadow Breeze said in a daze.
Dribble walks away, kicking a chair into a wall as he walks past it. He went outside and slammed the door, his wails of agony could be heard by everyone else.
Calypso got up and walked over to her medical bag, grabbed a syringe and walked over to the other couch. She stuck it in her leg and injected herself. She laid back, crying as she slowly put herself to sleep, not wanting to deal with anything else right at that moment.
Scamp could only stare at the screen as the Queen smiled back, the camera staying on her face almost as if to mock them.
She tried to get up, but everything hit her at once and she collapsed into the floor, unconscious.
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"I don't like it here," Jero said, rocking back and forth on the floor next to Scamp as she slept on the couch.
"No shit," Greg said as he threw a blanket over Calypso while she slept on the other couch. "Like, what the fuck?!"
Jero clinched his eyes, shaking. "What can we even do here? Twilight's a tyrant that can kill a pony in an instant, and Lance is in a place that we could never even get near let alone break him out of."
"Well we're not giving up, if that's what you're thinking," Greg snapped, seeming even more determined now than he had been before.
"Then what are we going to do?!" Jero yelled, his calm nature falling to the side in his anger and desperation.
"We're going to kill that cunt and save your fucking friend, that's what we're going to do," Dribble said in a cold voice as he walked back in through the front door.
"But how?" Jero asked as Dribble walked up to the table covered in gear and started shifting through it.
"I have no idea, but we're going to do it, no matter what. They've taken everything from me," he shook in anger as he picked up his vest. "My wife and daughter were on that stage."
This shook Jero to his core, as he hadn't realized that kids could have been a part of the crowd he saw die. He hadn't looked too hard to be honest.
"So, kill Twilight and free Lance?" Greg asked, walking up next to Dribble watching him gather his gear.
"Yep, once Calypso's awake, we'll actually make the real plan. But no matter what, Queen bitch dies."
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Living The Dream
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When the world ends, a young man gets a chance to relive his life in the world of Equestria.
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incomplete
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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2022-10-07T21:35:32+00:00
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2022-10-07T21:35:31+00:00
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Chapter 8
"We can't kill the Queen," Calypso deadpanned, shifting in her seat at the table and pushing her scarlet red dreads back behind her ear.
"Why not? She deserves it!" Dribble retorts, throwing his hooves up.
"I'm not saying we shouldn't kill her," Calypso began. "I'm saying we literally can not kill her. She can kill with a simple spell, you saw that first hand. Not to mention all her guards that follow her around at all times."
Dribble sat back, mumbling to himself.
Shadow Breeze nods along, thinking to himself as to what they can do.
"Anything can be killed," Scamp commented. "Remember what they said about the Nightmare? That was supposed to be impossible to kill, but we did it."
"Yes, but we had the Queen's backing, and if we hadn't had the spell's she'd provided, we'd never have stopped it," Calypso reminded her.
Shadow Breeze suddenly looked up at them, an idea coming to him. "What if we don't have to kill her to win?"
"She dies, no questions," Dribble snapped loudly.
This didn't faze Shadow Breeze as he continued, "I'm not saying we don't kill her, just not right now." Everyone looked at him with questioning looks. "If we free Lance, he can fight her himself."
"Lance lost his powers," Greg interjects. "In the book he says he can't talk to Break or Dawn anymore. And he lost his angel powers as well."
"I don't think he did," Shadow Breeze says with a small smirk. "So I've been thinking about it. How could the Watcher take away his angel form? I don't think he did, at least not really. I read the last chapter of his book, and combined with what Ominus said, I think they're just locked away."
"What do you mean?" Greg asked.
"The Watcher doesn't have the authority to erase souls, remember? He just collects them. And sent Lance here instead of collecting his soul, because apparently, according to Ominus, he needs Lance away from his original dimension." Shadow Breeze looked around at everyone, seeing they were still confused about his meaning. "So basically, if the Watcher can't erase souls, and couldn't control Lance directly, then I think he could only hide Lance's powers from himself. Make him believe they were gone."
"Oh," Greg said as his eyes widened slowly. "Oh! So Lance could still have all his powers, but he's been tricked into believing they're gone?"
"Exactly!" Shadow Breeze said excitedly. "So I'm thinking if you can cast the same spell on him that released Break and Dawn, then he might be able to access his powers again. At least some of them. But that'd be more than enough to handle this new Twilight."
"Would this work?" Calypso asked, not following fully but trusting them.
Shadow Breeze looked at her and replied honestly, "I'm not sure, it's just a theory. But from what I know of Lance, I'm very sure this will work."
Dribble listened along, "Okay. If it'll end in her dying, I'm for it."
Scamp smiled as she leaned forward, "I'm fairly certain that if we can return Break and Dawn to Lance then he'll be able to take care of the Queen all on his own."
Calypso rubbed her chin in thought, taking everything in.
"It'll work for sure. The spell is super simple too, like anyone could do it," Greg said with a confident smile.
"Then it’s settled," Calypso said as she stood up. "We're going to free Lance and have him fight the Queen."
Scamp then frowned, "Well that still leaves the problem; how will we break him out? Not only is there an anti-magic shield around the area, but the moment we attack the facility, the Queen will just appear and wipe us out before we breach the first door."
At this, Calypso smirked, "I might know someone who can help with attacking the facility. The only problem is we'll have to attack the palace at the same time as the prison as a distraction, otherwise this won't be possible."
Dribble thought for a second before slamming his hoof down on the table, "I'll take over attacking the palace, it'll give me a chance to face that bitch."
"No," Calypso said firmly. "It can't be you. Your drive to kill the Queen will jeopardize the mission."
"Don't you want her dead?!" Dribble asked, offended at her words.
"Of course I do!" Calypso snapped back. "She killed my parents and sister! But we have to be rational here. Attacking the palace isn't about killing the Queen, it's about distracting them and making them think she's the target, that way our assault on the prison will go undetected."
"I'll do it," Scamp spoke up, catching them both off guard. "I'll perform the assault on the palace so you two can free Lance."
Calypso shook her head in disbelief, "But wouldn't you rather be there when we free Lance? It's what you've been working towards most of you life!"
Scamp just smiles at her, "It is, but I need to do this. It's my fault the others were killed. My fault our families were forced to die on live TV."
"It wasn't just your fault, Scamp," Dribble sighs. "We're all equally to blame. It doesn't matter if it started as your burden, we all made our choice back in the office building. Whatever happens is on all of us." A solemn look fell across his face, "And we'll all have to live with the consequences."
"But," Shadow Breeze asked as he looked between all of them. "How will we break in and free Lance? And do it undetected? Even if Scamp attacks the palace, the Queen will prioritize the prison over the attack on the palace."
"Communications blackout," Dribble said as the idea formed in his mind. "Yeah, if we put up our own magical barrier around the palace, they'll think we're doing that to cut them off from calling for help. Not keep the prison from contacting them. They'll be in the dark thinking the attack on the palace will be the main target. Of course they'll still call for help from other sources, but we can handle those a lot better than the Queen herself."
"Yeah, but Scamp all by herself? Injured?" Shadow Breeze asked with worry and doubt.
"Nah, I'll be there," Greg said with a cocky smile. "My magic will be useless at the prison anyways, and I can show anyone how to do the spell. It's not that hard once you get the concept." He then leans back confidently, "Besides, if it's just Scamp it'll look suspicious. But if I'm there, it'll look like a real threat and like we're all serious and shit."
"As far as my injuries go, let me handle that," Scamp added confidently.
"I don't like it," Calypso commented. "But, we really don't have the luxury of being picky."
"So the plan?" Shadow Breeze asked, wanting a summery.
"We're going to head to New Ripman, the Brony shanty town near Manehattan, and meet up with someone I know. They should be able to point us to some allies who will be willing to attack the prison. From there, Greg and Scamp will attack the palace while Dribble and I attack the prison with our new allies. If all goes according to plan, we will radio you two to let you know when you can pull back. Main point of attacking the palace though; avoid actually confronting the Queen."
Dribble chuckles at this, "Sounds so simple."
"The best plans always do," Scamp says as she sits back, hooves behind her head.
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"So this is a Brony shanty town," Jero said in a conflicted tone.
The town of New Ripman was nothing like he'd expected. All the buildings looked like they'd been built already in a state of dilapidation, and the ponies didn't look much better.
Where the streets of Manehattan were filled with well dressed and happy looking ponies, these streets were filled with dirty ponies and not a single one looked happy. They all had B's where their cutie marks should have been, which only saddened Jero further.
"Great place, huh?" Dribble asked, looking uncomfortable.
"It's not that bad," Scamp said as she looked around, seeming to look for something in particular. "Here, I'll catch up with you guys at the meeting spot, I need to gather supplies."
"I'll come with ya," Greg said as he stopped and turned to her.
She only shrugged as she began walking off towards what appeared to be the market, Greg walking after her.
"Will they be okay without us?" Jero asked the others, not liking leaving Greg and a wounded Scamp alone in this place.
"She comes here all the time, so she'll be okay," Calypso replied as they continued down the street.
This didn't stop him from worrying, but it made him feel better.
The trio walked down the street, getting looks from all the Bronies around them. Calypso and Dribble had their gear in bags slung over their backs, so their cutie marks were clearly visible, showing they were normal ponies and not Bronies. Even Jero, despite being a Brony, was seen as a normal pony since his cutie mark was also visible.
"So who exactly are we meeting?" Jero asked, uneasy with all the looks they were getting.
"Not here," was the only answer he received from Calypso as they neared a decently large building.
As they neared, a pony stepped out and approached them. They all came to a stop a few feet away from each other, just looking at each other.
"Yes, Cally?" a voice said from a radio attached to the pony who came out to greet them.
"I need a favor that benefits both of us," Calypso said to the voice on the radio.
There was a pause before a response came, "Alright."
The pony before them nodded and started heading for the entrance to the building.
"Come on," Calypso said as she started walking after the pony, followed by the other two.
"So who is this guy on the radio?" Jero had to ask.
Calypso looked over her shoulder at him, "Jack-o, a second generation Brony. He used to work with Echo back before the OEA started cracking down on working with Bronies. He's a solid guy that I trust."
"What's a second generation Brony?"
"The kid of a original Brony. If one of your parents is a Brony, you are labeled as a Brony. Same goes for anyone who has human blood in their family tree. It's why so many ponies avoid getting with Bronies, don't want to doom your kids and their kids."
Jero shook his head, the concept seeming so stupid and unnecessary to him.
The pony ahead of them lead them to a door inside the building and opened it for them. The trio walked in and was greeted with a pair of Unicorn's. Both of their horns began repeatedly flashing as they walked around them.
"Don't panic," Dribble said to Jero as he started to get nervous. "They're just checking if we're bugged or under any kind of spell."
Once they finished, they disappeared into a door. As soon as they were gone, a pony walked through another set of doors and beckoned for them to follow.
He led them to another set of doors and allowed them through.
Inside they were greeted with a middle aged pony, looking at them with raised eyebrows. "So, Cally, what possibly could you want this time around?"
Calypso broke her normal character and smiled largely as she walked across the room and hugged the pony. After a moment, they broke the hug and she returned to her normal self.
"They killed Dew, Jace, Parker, and our families," she said simply.
"I saw," the pony replied, a sad look on his face. "But why have you come here? You know I can't help you with the Queen."
Calypso shook her head at this, "No, not the Queen, Jack-o. We need to break into the Bastille."
This caused Jack-o to raise an eyebrow. "Why? It's a Brony prison, what benefit would that bring you?"
"Ever heard of Lance Greenfield?" Calypso asked, which only seemed to confuse Jack-o more.
"You mean the guy that killed the Queen's lover and earned her eternal hate? Yeah, I might have heard of him. But why do you want him?" Jack-o asked, stepping away from her and back around his desk, sitting down.
"We believe he's the key to defeating the Queen," Calypso offered, not revealing too much about their real motivations.
"But, the guy’s old, and just a Pegasus. What could he possibly have that could fight a literal God?" Jack-o leaned back, trying to gauge the true meaning behind Calypso and the others coming here.
Calypso let out a sigh and leaned on his desk, "We have reason to believe that if we were to get him away from the anti-magic field we could cast a spell on him that will awaken some hidden powers. He would use those to deal with the Queen."
"You mean the fantasy powers he said he has in his book?" Jack-o asked, catching Calypso off guard. "Yeah, I have a copy of his book. It's fiction, written by a mad pony."
"But it's not!" Jero interrupted, walking up to join them. "I'm Shadow Breeze, I'm from the same dimension as Lance. It's all true, the whole book. It's just not true in this dimension."
Jack-o looked between the two of them, not looking impressed. "Seriously?"
"Test him," Calypso offers. "Have a Unicorn here scan his memories."
He rubbed his chin as he thought about it, but finally he sighed. "Fine." He reached over and hit a button, causing a Unicorn to come sprinting into the room.
"Yes, Jack-o?!" The young Unicorn asked eagerly.
"Scan this pony's memories. Tell me if he's really from that book written by the crazy pony locked up in Bastille."
The pony sloppily saluted and trotted up to Jero, staring him in the eyes the whole time. Jero only smiled nervously back as the Unicorn leaned forward, his horn glowing continuously.
A few awkward moments passed before the Unicorn snapped up and looked at Jack-o in shock. "He's the Shadow Breeze from the book! He really is!"
"That's enough, you may leave," Jack-o cut him off. The young pony quickly left the room, not able to hide his excitement.
"Okay then," Jack-o said once he was out of the room. "Tell me, what's your plan?"
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Scamp stepped into the dimly lit shop, filled with assorted herbs and plants. She walked straight for the front counter.
As soon as Greg stepped into the shop, a bit of panic hit him. He knew what kind of shop this was immediately, and it didn't sit well with him.
"My shits legal," the pony behind the counter said before Scamp neared him, obviously knowing who she was.
"I'm not here on police business," Scamp said with a hint of annoyance as she reached the counter and stared him down. "I need something for pain. Something strong, but won't put me on my ass. I need to be able to move."
The shopkeeper narrowed his eyes at her, not trusting her, "Ain't got anything like that here. Never have."
Scamp growls and slams her hoof on the counter, wincing from the pain in her midsection. "Yes, you do. I know you do. I'm not here to bust you, I'm here as a customer." She pulls out her foreleg mounted pistol and slides it across to him.
He eyes the pistol eagerly, seeing that it was a SWAT model. "Well, I think I have something for you after all." He disappears into the back.
She grunts as she grabs her side, clearly in pain. But she waves Greg off as he starts to help.
The shopkeeper returns with a small box with syringes in them filled with a green liquid. "This'll do you, nice doing business with you, Officer."
Scamp started to grab them, but Greg suddenly stopped her and got up on the counter with his forelegs, staring across at the other pony.
"Oh no no no, that ain't the good shit, bro. That'll knock her on her ass after like ten minutes. We want the blue ones." Greg glared the other pony down, who stayed firm at first, but eventually sighed and took back the box and returned to the back.
"How'd you know the difference?" Scamp asked in amazement.
Greg smiled proudly at her, "Believe it or not, I ran a similar business like this back home. And from what I can tell the process for making things is the exact same, so ya know."
Scamp wanted to comment that that wasn't something to be proud of, but she held her tongue, just grateful he'd caught it.
"The blue ones are kinda bad though, they'll keep you up and going through almost any injury, but damn are they addictive. Plus they have diminishing returns, so the more you use them the less effective they are."
This didn't sit well with her, but she had no choice. She'd just have to be careful with them.
The shopkeeper returned and pushed a box of twenty towards them, not looking happy with the results of the transaction.
"Anything else?"
Scamp turned without saying another word and headed for the door. But Greg looked around and smiled. "Take bits?"
Outside, Scamp put the box in her saddlebags and looked around for the next shop she knew she needed.
Greg joined her shorty, putting something away in his saddlebags. She pretended like she didn't see what he had.
"Where to next, boss?" He asked in a chipper voice.
She started walking down the street, knowing where to go next. "If we're going to attack the palace, then we need gear and weapons."
"Definitely," Greg agreed happily.
The pair traveled down the streets, weaving through trash and ponies alike. Most ignored them, but a few seemed to recognize Scamp.
Finally, they arrived at a busy store with the words 'Final Bastion' written across the front. The inside appeared to have an assortment of gear and weapons laid out on tables with a few security ponies walking around.
"Behave inside," Scamp warned as they entered, gaining the attention of all the security ponies immediately. She walks straight ahead confidently and reaches a counter with a scraggly stallion leaning back in a chair.
"Lyle," she said in a flat tone.
"Scamp," he replied likewise.
"I need shit, the good shit," she said in an even tone, eying the stallion.
Lyle rocked back and forth, working something in his mouth before standing up and waving them to the back.
Once in the back, he led them to another room, this one locked with a heavy vault door. He worked a few locks and input a password into a computer screen, followed by the door opening just enough for them to enter.
Inside was an assortment of weapons, armor, and gear, more than was easily available back at the SWAT armory without special permissions.
"Ain't none of it cheap," Lyle remarked as he took up a chair behind a desk in the middle of the room.
Scamp only lifted the bag off of her back and dropped it on the counter. "Not a problem, I know you like SWAT gear."
This brought a smile to the stallion's face as he patted the bag. "Alright then, whatcha needin'?"
"I need a 45-70 semi-auto rifle with double stack mags, a foreleg mounted 10mm pistol with spare mags and armor piercing bullets," she glances over to the corner where she sees a suit of armor labeled 'Dragons Skin', and true to its name looked like it was made from the skin of a red dragon. "And if that's the real deal, the armor over in the corner."
Lyle whistled loudly at this, a smile plastered on his face. "Well, sounds like someone's planning to do something stupid. I love it." He started gathering the requested items, almost dancing around as he did so.
Scamp looked to Greg, who was messing with a blanket labeled 'Cover all!'. She ran her eyes over the rest of the room thinking over what else she needed, running calculations in her head.
"Anything else?" Lyle asked eagerly as he brought over the last item.
"Four hoof grenades, the YH-842 if you have them, eight compact flash bangs, RGH-09 preferably. Four hoof mounted retractable blades. And the helmet that comes with the Dragons Skin, the one with the built in targeting system."
"Oh shit this is getting me goin'!" Lyle said crudely, running around excitedly.
Greg lifted the blanket and threw it over himself, disappearing completely. "Whoa! Where have you been all my life!"
As soon as Lyle brought the requested item, Scamp looks at a display case and frowns. "Is that the combat drug created by Diamond Dog's? The one that boosts energy and awareness?"
"The very same!" he retrieves it and lays it by the pile. "Just be careful mixing that one with any other drugs, no idea what it'd do."
Scamp looked over the pile and nodded in satisfaction. She opens the bag and lays out her old gear.
Lyle looks it all over and nods. "That'll cover everything but the armor and the combat drug."
This caused her to frown as she looked down at her PDA, she hadn't wanted to trade it as it was important to her.
"I'll throw in my SWAT PDA, with unrestricted access to the Network. And untraceable. Not to mention it's already filled with all kinds of things ponies around here would trade an arm and a leg for."
A bright smile touched his cracked lips, clearly liking this trade. Unrestricted access to the Network alone was worth it.
"Throw in the blanket as well," Greg interjected, tossing the Cover All! onto the pile.
"Deal," Lyle said, not even thinking twice, eying the PDA hungrily.
Scamp smirked at this, "Well if you're that eager, then you're going to throw in those wing blades over there."
This caused his smile to transform into a frown, as now the deal was basically even. "Fine." He added the wing mounted blades to the pile. "Want this bagged?"
Soon the pair walked out of Final Bastion, bags over both of their backs.
"This timeline might be all kinds of fucked," Greg commented, a smile on his face. "But holy shit, does it have cool shit."
Scamp only smiled at this, as she had to agree with his assessment.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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Chapter 9
"It's suicide," Jack-o finally said once Calypso finished telling him their plan. "The pair going for the palace will die too quickly for the assault team to even break into the cell blocks of the Bastille."
"Normally, yes," Calypso agreed. "But the mare in question is probably one of the only I'd trust to do it."
Dribble gave a sharp nod, "She can do it."
Jack-o looked between them, rubbing his chin in thought. "I'm not seeing it." He glances at a picture on his desk, a picture of an older stallion standing with a younger Jack-o. "But," he said with a sigh. "I think it's worth the risk."
Calypso sat back relieved.
"I'll round up some Bronies," he said as he stood up and walked towards a door. "There's plenty of Bronies around here that have friends and family in Bastille, so there will be plenty of willing volunteers. Just," he stops at the door, turning his head to them, "this all hinges on your mare keeping the Queen distracted. Otherwise everyone involved will die."
She nods back in understanding, "You can count on her."
"I hope," Jack-o remarks as he disappears into the doorway.
"This way, please," a stallion said from behind them, holding open another door for them.
They were led back outside and given a radio.
"Jack-o will be in touch," was all the stallion said before he returned into the building.
Once they were alone, Jero turned to Calypso and asked, "So who exactly are these guys?"
Calypso just grins as she starts walking down the street, "Resistance, the 'bad guys' of this world."
This confused Jero as he followed, "If they were the bad guys and you guys were cops, then why didn't you arrest them or turn them in before?"
"It's complicated," she replied. "We worked with them once upon a time to bring in actually bad Bronies, but the OEA shifted things from being about stopping bad guys and keeping ponies safe, to just repressing Bronies in general. They've been putting in a lot of effort to paint all Bronies as the villains, and it's working."
Dribble sighed, "Working so well, that even a few of us started to believe it."
Calypso patted his shoulder as they walked, "We're correcting all that now. We can't fix the past, but we can fix the future."
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"Last stop," Scamp said aloud as the pair entered a different kind of shop, this one filled with weird devices and scrolls.
The shopkeeper, an old Unicorn, walked out from the back, doing a double take when they saw the pair.
"Scamp?!" They yelped as they turned and started hobbling out of the room.
"Stop, I'm not here as a cop," she said calmly, but annoyance was clear in her voice. This interaction seemed to be normal for her around here.
"Heard that before," the old mare snapped, head peeking out of the door.
Scamp stepped up to the counter and dropped her bag on the floor, "I need some of your wares."
"All we got are the legal kind, lil' copper!" the mare insisted angrily.
"Yeah, well I need the questionable kind," Scamp sighed, reaching into her saddlebags and pulling out her last item for trade; a metal looking card with gold trim.
"Is that..." the mare said in awe, coming out of the back and approaching them.
"A government card with unrestricted access to the city's funds? Yep, it's good for one withdrawal of any size before it gets shut off." The mare seemed to hang on every word, eying the card with hungry eyes.
"I guess we can do business, Scamp," the mare said with a wide smile, putting on a polite act.
Scamp only nodded, glancing at Greg, who looked confused but invested in the situation. "I need contraband, the kind brought from other dimensions."
The mare's eye twitched at this, but she continued to smile, "Oh, those kinds of wares! Sure, we've got it." She did an one eighty and walked for the door leading into the back of the shop, waving for them to follow.
Scamp lifted her bag and grabbed the card with her wings, and the pair followed the old mare.
"What's that card exactly?" Greg asked curiously.
"It's supposed to just be used in emergencies, so that members of the SWAT team can keep functioning no matter what. But it'll be shut down the moment its used, just as intended. So it's value is basically limitless."
Once in the back they were led to a second door and then down into a basement, then another door, and finally a door that opened to a huge room. It was obvious they'd just entered a pocket dimension of some kind, as the room stretched too far to be a part of the building they'd just been in.
"What are you looking for exactly?" The mare asked, stepping next to a computer screen.
Scamp reached into her saddlebags and pulled out an old piece of paper with a drawing on it she'd gotten years ago. Over her years looking into Lance's past and talking with Bronies, she'd found out about a few creations and items that were brought to this dimension from others when some Bronies figured out how to swap dimensions. However, there was only one that interested her. She'd used it once, in a temporary form when she was still in the army.
She opened the paper and turned it towards the old mare, showing the symbol to her.
"You know about that one?" the mare asked in slight surprise.
Scamp only nodded once in response.
"You also know that there's no guarantee you'll actually receive the mark, right?" she warned.
"I'll risk it," Scamp remarked, holding up the card.
"I've sold this item many times over the years, but no one's actually received the mark," she further warned.
"I understand the risk, just bring me the item," Scamp snapped in annoyance.
The mare stared at her before shrugging and walking away to retrieve the item.
"What exactly are you getting?" Greg asked, not recognizing the symbol right away.
Scamp glanced at him and tapped the paper with the symbol on it, "I used to be in the Army before the police, and during the war on the Griffons, I stumbled across a Brony Griffon who had these strange powers that let him teleport and blast wind from his talons. After the battle, a Unicorn in my unit was able to use a spell to let us all mimic using the abilities, for fun. But if I could actually gain these abilities, then I'll have no problem assaulting the palace all on my own." She then muttered under her breath, "It's the only way to do it solo."
The mare returned with a strange rune, the symbol engraved in it, "The Mark of the Outsider." She placed the rune down and pushed it towards Scamp, "This rune will summon the Outsider's attention once you fall asleep, and if he deems you worthy he'll summon you and grant you his mark. If not, then you'll just wake up the next morning as normal. If that happens, I'll only return a fourth of your payment, but in this case," she eyed the card in Scamp's possession, "I can only offer a smaller item of much lesser value as repayment."
Greg's eyes widened as he stared in awe at the item, realizing where it was from. "Bad ass, man."
"Deal," Scamp said as she placed the card down and took the rune, placing it in her bags.
"Good doing business, I'll see you tomorrow when you return the rune," the mare almost mocked as she snatched up the card and held it close.
Without another word, the pair left the basement and returned to the street outside.
"What if it doesn't work?" Greg asked as they began to head down the street towards the meeting spot.
"Then we're screwed and I'll have to figure something else out," Scamp replied, keeping her mood high as they walked.
Greg frowned, but glanced at his saddlebags, where a glass tube was sticking out. He used his magic to push it back in and they continued on.
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"We're a go," Calypso said as Greg and Scamp met up with them in the center plaza of the town.
"Same on our end," Scamp replied, patting her bag on her back.
At this, Calypso sighed, "That means we'll be splitting up here soon."
"Yep," Scamp nodded with a small frown. "But we'll all three be together after this is all over."
"No doubt," Dribble said. "It'll just be a quick little operation at a maximum security prison, and then a hop and a scoot to Canterlot to meet up with you two for the final leg of the operation."
"It's so simple when you say it like that," Calypso joked with a roll of her eyes.
Greg walked over and slammed hoofs with Shadow Breeze. "Yo bro, how's the town on your end?"
"Actually really nice!" Shadow Breeze said with a smile. "The Bronies here might be being put through some tough shit, but they're willing to help despite all that."
"Sounds nicer than the ones we've met," Greg chuckled.
"I'm sorry to break this up, but I need to get Greg back to Jack-o's so he can train some Unicorn's on how to cast that spell to release Lance's consciousnesses," Calypso interrupted.
"Oh yeah, let's go then," Greg said with a smile as the pair started walking away.
She looked over her shoulder at Scamp, "We'll meet up tonight before you get on the train for Canterlot."
Scamp nodded in response. She then turned to face Dribble and Shadow Breeze, "Speaking of that train, we should go get those tickets and get ready before we head out."
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Night had fallen on New Ripman, and the group had regrouped at the train station on the edge of town.
They were all solemn as Scamp and Greg waited for the train to arrive.
"We're all going to see each other again," Dribble said suddenly, looking extra sad to split up.
"I know," Scamp replied, not wanting to mention that their entire mission hinged on her receiving a marking that almost no one else had been given.
A moment of silence passed before Dribble couldn't stand it anymore and he stepped forward and hugged Scamp. Calypso couldn't help herself as she too joined the hug, all three embracing each other tightly.
"You come back alive," she said tearfully to Scamp.
"Of course," Scamp responded, squeezing the two harder.
Shadow Breeze walked up to Greg and the two stared at each other. Greg holds up his hoof for a shake, "Yeah, uh, you stay alive too, bro."
Shadow Breeze just stared at his hoof before knocking it aside and going in for a hug. "Damn it, Greg, don't do anything stupid out there."
"Jeez, I won't," Greg said, trying to remain tough and not return the hug. But after a moment he relents and hugs Shadow Breeze tightly. "We're going home after this, I promise, brother."
"Thank you," Shadow Breeze said thankfully, breaking their embrace. He looked over to the others who had also just broken their hug, and addressed Scamp, "Please watch out for Greg, we need him back home."
Scamp wiped her face and nodded, "I won't let anything happen to him, don't worry."
'Don't you burn us.'
She ignored her internal thoughts, not wanting to deal with them right now.
Shortly after this, the train pulled into the station, and the pair lifted their baggage and boarded the train. Handing their tickets to the ticket master as they did so.
They found an empty room and opened the door, closing it behind them. They put away their luggage on the floor and seats, and took their seats next to the window.
Outside, their friends waved to them. They returned their waves as the train pulled forward, removing them from their sight.
Once they were moving along, they sat back and looked at each other.
"We're probably not going to survive this, are we?" Greg asked, already knowing the answer.
Scamp sighed and shook her head, "Probably not, that's why I volunteered to do it, I couldn't allow any more of them to die for me."
Greg nodded in understanding, "That's the same reason I came along, I can't let Jero die, he's a much better person than I am."
This brought a sad smile to Scamp's face. "Well look at us, a pair of suicidal buds going to attack one of the most heavily protected places in Equestria with the literal God of this world residing inside."
"Piece of cake, am I right?" Greg smirked, holding out his hoof for her.
Scamp rolled her eyes and slammed her hoof into his. "For sure."
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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Chapter 10
A bump caused Scamp to jerk awake, eyes wide in shock. Her dreams were not treating her very well, replaying the day's past events over and over again. She wasn't new to trauma and loss, but it'd never been her fault before.
Suddenly, she realized she was alone in the cabin, Greg's spot where he'd been sleeping now empty. The window blacked out, the outside too dark to see anything.
She got up and walked over to the door, planning to go look for Greg. But the door was locked. A grunt escaped her throat as she hit the door a few times before deciding it wasn't budging. That's when she realized there was a sound behind her.
Scamp spun around, eyes wide in surprise at what she saw. The outside of the window was now a gray void with what could be rocks floating around. Her eyes glanced to where she'd been sleeping, the rune resting there, a slight glow to it.
"Right," she said as she stood up straight and trotted forward, jumping up into the window and onto a rock on the other side.
Before her was a surprising sight; a few rock formations that resembled destroyed buildings, the kind she'd saw during her assault on the Griffon Capital.
She walked forward, heading for the doorway of the false building. As she neared, a human male in black clothing appeared in the doorway.
"Aren't you an interesting creature, Scamp," he disappeared in a black twisting mist.
Scamp hadn't known what to expect if the rune actually worked, but this definitely wasn't on the list. She stepped through the door, a destroyed room lay before her.
The man reappeared sitting on a table near her. "A lot of new worlds have been opened to me as of late, and yet not many interesting stories or events to follow. Its rather disappointing, having so many different beings pining for my attention and barely any of them providing anything for me. Everyone wants power, but they have no reason to need it."
He again whisked away.
She looked around and walked down a clear pathway through the clutter, leading down a hallway back out into the void. As she stepped outside, he reappeared by her, leaning against the wall.
"But you? Fighting a foe so beyond you, that you should be worshiping it? That is something worth needing powers for," he walked around her, staring down at her. "What exactly are you willing to do? What are you willing to become in order to stop her?"
He stepped out into the void, off the rock, but did not fall as he floated up a few feet above her, "Your current plan is to kill as few as you can when attacking the palace. If you proceed with that plan, you, Greg, and the rest of your friends will die. Knowing this, do you still wish to push forward knowing you may have to become something you are not?"
This sent Scamp's mind reeling, as she indeed had planned to kill as few as she could when attacking the palace. But hearing this did not sit well with her. She wasn't a killer that killed for the sake of it. Sure, she'd been in the Army and then a SWAT officer, and had killed many in that time, but those had been bad guys doing bad things. She'd never killed anyone not involved. The OEA were the bad guys here, and so was the Queen, but what about the palace staff? Guards? Surely they're not all bad, just doing their jobs and living their lives as they believe they should.
Could she kill them?
"Don't you burn us," the Outsider suddenly said aloud. "What a terrible thing to have to live with."
"Yes," Scamp says, looking up into his black eyes. "I'm going to push forward."
Without a word spoken, he leaned up and nodded.
Scamp raised her left hoof as an intense burning sensation bubbled up right above her hoof. The symbol she'd seen all those years ago, and on the rune, slowly started appearing on her foreleg, like it was burning itself into her as it did so.
Once it finished, she could feel something change inside of her, like she was connected to something bigger, something deeper, than anything she'd ever felt before.
"With my mark, you will gain access to the powers of the Void. Meet me further along," he replied as he turned and whisked away.
Scamp began to run down the path ahead of her, looking ahead at what appeared to be more rock formations.
The path ahead broke up and separated away from each other. She tried to use her wings to fly over the gap, but found she couldn't fly here.
"This must be a way to test the powers," she thought aloud as she ran at the gap. As if on instinct she suddenly appeared on the other side. The act of teleporting like that caught her by surprise, as she thought she'd have to do something special for it to happen. But all she had to do was want to be in a certain spot and she appeared there.
When she'd been granted these powers before, she'd had to raise her hoof and point it where she wanted to go, but now it happened when she wanted it to.
"The powers you were playing with before were faint and imitations of this power," the Outsider commented, nowhere in sight. "These powers are raw, they are you. They are just as much a part of you as your soul. Use them."
A smile appeared on her face as she teleported along the rocks, clearing the gap with ease. It just felt so natural.
She walked along, coming up on a strange scene. Before her, she saw ponies frozen in time. It took her only a moment to notice the ponies were Echo Team, surrounded by OEA Enforcer's.
"Betrayed by your own people," the Outsider said as he walked around her, walking between the frozen Echo members. "Promised a better life, you and your friends walked into an ambush. And against all odds, you survived." He stopped by Dew, Jace, and Parker. "Not all of you made it out though."
He disappeared again.
Scamp walked through the frozen in time Echo members, feeling intense guilt and pain as she walked past her dead friends.
Further down the path she came to another scene; Calypso, Dribble, Shadow Breeze, and a few other ponies were sitting together, seeming to be frozen mid-conversation.
The Outsider appeared on the table they were sitting around. "What most would be a suicide mission, you and your friends are calling it the only option you have. Its success is fully tied to you, though. That's more pressure than some could handle, but you? You thrive in it."
As he left again, she walked by her friends, placing a hoof on Calypso's shoulder. She stayed there for a second before continuing forward.
"The odds are against you," the Outsider said from a rock above her as she walked along. "One power isn't enough."
Ahead of her, she saw another rune, slightly different from the one she had. She picked it up, causing a flash to happen. The rune disappeared, and she felt something new spread through her body.
"A power that allows you to take on many opponents at once will be invaluable to your cause," the Outsider said from above her. "Try it now. Stop time."
Scamp furrowed her brow, not understanding how to use the power. She decided to do the same thing as she did when teleporting. And just like that, everything around her stopped. She smiled and was excited when she realized she could still move unrestricted.
"Queen Twilight, a tyrant that shouldn't have been, brought about by the meddling of others, and the foolish actions of a single man." The Outsider walked in front of her, arms crossed. "Your world does not reward the actions you're about to take. If you fail, the consequences will be far worse than you can possibly imagine."
"I know," was the only thing Scamp could say to that.
The Outsider stares at her before disappearing for the last time.
Scamp suddenly sat up in bed, a cold sweat coating her body. She looked around, seeing Greg half laying on the seat and half on the floor. She raised her left foreleg, expecting to see nothing there. But to her relief, she saw the Mark of the Outsider burned into her leg, its black lines easily visible among her midnight blue coat.
The train hit a bump, causing Greg to fall into the floor, yet he doesn't wake up. That was when she noticed a few green bags in his saddlebags.
She could only sigh at this, but she couldn't blame him. She knew his past, and knew he was functional even under the influence.
Out the window, she saw that the sun had come up and they were nearing Canterlot, the Capitol city visible in the distance, high in the mountains.
The last time she'd been there was when the Storm King invaded. She'd been hailed a hero then. After the day's events she'd be hailed a monster. Win or lose, it wouldn't matter as far as the public is concerned.
'Don't you burn us.' The words echoed through her mind again.
"I won't this time," she answers her mind out loud, staring determinedly up at the palace that stood above Canterlot.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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Chapter 11
Jero laid at the edge of the forest, the afternoon sky beating down on his face. He didn’t like what he was seeing; a mile from where he and the others were was an enormous facility, fences topped with razor wire circling the perimeter. The anti-magic field not only stopped Unicorn magic, but also made it where Pegasus couldn’t fly, as he’d already found out when trying to use his own wings.
He turned to the ponies around him, a large group of Bronies who had volunteered on their own to assault the Bastille. Each having their own reasons for being there.
Calypso laid on her side, a radio in her hoof, waiting.
They were ready. As soon as they got the go ahead from Scamp, they’d start their attack. The Bastille would see them coming and call for help, but as long as the Queen isn’t the one to respond, then they will be able to handle anything that is thrown at them.
“Problem,” one of the ponies said, running up to Calypso and Dribble. “A convoy just entered the Bastille, and it looked like Strawell and his Enforcer’s were a part of the convoy.”
“Why are they here? Did they figure us out already?!” Jero asked in a panic.
“No,” Calypso said with a shake of her head. “Strawell makes random visits here to interrogate prisoners, we just happened to pick a day when he decided to show up.”
“Good,” Dribble growled. “If I can’t kill the Queen, then he’s a good consolation prize. He’s mine once we’re inside.”
Calypso didn’t comment on this, instead going back to staring at the radio.
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“You look so badass,” Greg said with a large smile, eyes bloodshot.
Scamp only grunted in response, adjusting the rifle on her side and the armor around her.
“It’s just…” he says looking her over, the red Dragon’s Skin armor that covered her entire body looking familiar. When she put on the helmet, he smiled awkwardly. “It just looks like a buddy of mine.”
“Yeah,” Scamp says, her voice sounding slightly deeper through the helmet's speakers. “Bronies make armor from Dragon’s in this world, and it’s a lot stronger than most other armor available. Even at OEA.” At his still uneasy look, she adds. “Yes, this is armor made from Malbatorus.”
“Fuck me, I’m sorry Mal,” Greg said, patting the helmet, raising a blunt to his lips and taking a heavy hit.
She ignored him as she tested the suits systems, putting the combat drug into an injection port on her right side, and placing fifteen of the blue syringes into another two ports. That way she wouldn’t have to take time to stop and take them.
The claws on each of her hooves extend and retract at a thought, the benefits of using magic to connect the user to their gear. Every part of the armor and systems could be activated with a simple thought, allowing for extremely fast reaction times.
“Can you use the powers with all that though?” Greg asked, playing with the Cover All! blanket he had.
She teleported behind him and bumped him with her shoulder. “Yep. And it doesn’t restrict my movement at all.” She grabs her side, her injuries seeming to flair with pain with each movement.
“Sweet, bruh,” Greg smiles, holding out his hoof to her.
She smiles and lifts her hoof off of her side to bump hooves with him. “But what about you? Can you function while under the influence?”
“Pst,” he waves her off. “Of course I can. I think I’m actually better off like this, like I can really focus.”
“I hope you're an important part of this mission.” She walks to the window of the room they were in, a hotel overlooking the front gates of the palace, where four guards stood.
“Speaking of that shit, I’ve thought of something cooler. Black out the whole city, it’s super easy.”
She looked at him doubtfully, but shrugged. “Sure, we can try it. If not, we’ll just stick to covering the palace only.”
Greg only snort laughs as he walks to the window, humming to himself.
Scamp picks up the radio and walks to the window, not sure if she was ready for what was about to happen.
There was a moment where she thought about calling this off and sparing anymore death.
“Fuck it, do it, Greg,” she said, keying the radio over and over again, signalling the others to begin. Her eyes staring straight at the four guards across the street.
“Hippy Hoppy, black out!” Greg yells, adding flair to his spell. His horn flashed, and the electricity flickered for a moment. The guards below began looking around confused, one of them tapping his ear piece.
“All you,” Greg said as he threw the Cover All! over himself, disappearing.
Scamp grits her teeth as she injects the combat drug into herself, feeling adrenaline pump through her body, and her mind sharpened, becoming aware of more around her.
She then clences her eyes as she injects the blue painkillers into herself. The burning and tearing like pain in her midsection slowly receded till she felt better than she’d ever felt in her life.
Music started playing inside her helmet as she pressed a button, a song from the human world that always pumped her up.
“Oh boy, here we go!” she exclaimed as she suddenly jumped through the window and soared across the street towards the guards.
They reacted in complete panic as they tried to ready and use their weapons, but she suddenly appeared next to the middle two and used the Dragon talons to remove both of their heads. She spun around and fired her rifle, removing a chunk of one's neck. She kicked her back leg back, impaling the last one on her talons.
Wasting no time, she teleports through the gate and along the ground towards the front doors of the palace. The guards around her panicked and tried to hit her with their weapons, but the erratic teleporting made it impossible to get a lead on her.
The entire time she was teleporting, she was firing a shot from her rifle, dropping guards all around her. It only took her six seconds to cover the distance between the front gate and the front doors, but she’d already killed twelve guards in that time.
Instead of trying the door, she slams through a window near the door, cutting down a guard on the other side. She then began galloping down the hallway, accurately gunning down any pony who entered the hallway, be it guard or servant.
“Main hallway!” came a yell from around a corner up ahead.
Scamp rounded the corner and took a bullet to the side, which caused her to stumble, but she pushed forward. The armor doing its job.
The twelve guards ahead of her dropped into firing positions and opened fire. But she had already appeared in the middle of them and turned into a spinning ball of blades and death.
She came out the other side of them, covered in gore and leaving heaps of pony parts behind her.
The next few hallways and corridors she ran down ended in the same way.
After cutting through a small crowd of guards she slid into a room and stumbled to a chair, hissing in pain as she injected more pain killers, her third dose since starting.
“Are you okay?” Greg asked, still invisible. He sounded sick to his stomach.
“Yeah,” she grunted as she stood up. A bullet pinged off her helmet, ringing her ears horribly. She spun around and fired her rifle, killing a young servant who had picked up a guard's weapon. “I’m just fine.”
“Oh shit, this is Twilight’s study, dog,” Greg said as a book lifted up and disappeared as he pulled it under the blanket.
“We don’t have time for this, Greg!” Scamp hissed as she moved for the door. A few bullets smash into the door frame as she starts to exit. Her response was just to simply remove a grenade and toss it down the hallway, causing all of the ponies outside to scream. They were cut short as an explosion was heard.
“I have an idea, I’ll catch up with you,” he says, moving around the room unseen.
“That’s a terrible idea,” Scamp commands, but she pushes out of the room regardless.
She gunned down or cut down anyone she came across, hoping she’s doing enough.
“Sergeant Scamp!” a voice suddenly boomed throughout the building. “Attacking me?! In my palace?! HOW DARE YOU KILL MY LITTLE PONIES!”
Scamp just laughs at this, not sure if the Queen could hear her. “Shut up ya dumb bitch.”
She turned a corner and came to a stop. At the end of the very long hallway stood a large purple pony, wings flared and horn glowing.
“There you are!” the Queen bellowed.
Scamp immediately teleported backwards and began to do her best to evade the Queen, not wanting to face her.
“Magic?!” she heard the Queen bellow angrily.
While moving erratically down hallways, she appeared in the middle of a large group of guards, scaring them and herself. Time came to a halt as she went ballistic, talons and wing blades tearing through anything that stood.
Time resumed as she was still cutting her way through them, causing a massive amount of panic. Some of the guards started firing wildly. The guard Scamp was about to attack was suddenly shot through the neck by a guard near him.
It didn’t take long for her to finish off the remaining guards, but she didn’t linger, knowing the Queen was looking for her.
She made her way down another hallway, and appeared near the front doors, where a few Enforcer’s stood, looking around.
“There!” one yelled as they all turned on her. Unfortunately for them, she teleported next to each of them, her talons easily cutting through their armor.
As the last one fell, she saw a large group of them moving through the courtyard, heading straight for her. A bullet slammed into her flank before she could react, she jumped back and blinked away.
She took a step and limped, cursing as she realized the bullet must have penetrated. She could only take another injection and use a medical foam to plug the hole.
The Enforcer’s began to enter the palace, so she took a few shots at them, killing the first three through the door. She backed off as they began returning fire.
Scamp retreated down the hallway, still killing any who she came across. Behind her she could hear the clanking of the Enforcer’s metal hooves on the floors of the palace.
It wasn’t that she was scared of facing them, but she needed to prolong this fight as long as possible.
After a few turns, she jumped into a random room and closed the door. Soon after, she heard a few metal clad hooves run by her. She gave it a second then hoped out, catching a trio of Enforcer’s off guard. They didn’t stand a chance as she basically passed through them, running in the opposite direction.
She rounded a corner and was suddenly slammed into the wall next to her by an unseen force, and then flung upward hard. On instinct alone she caught herself with her wings and teleported back the way she’d come.
“Killing you isn’t enough, little pony,” the Queen said in the distance, in a calm and almost loving voice.
Scamp ran the opposite direction, taking an injection as she coughed up a bit of blood onto her inner visor. An internal system activated and wiped the blood free of the visor.
A bit of panic was starting to rise inside of her, the Queen terrifying her beyond anything she’s ever faced before.
An Enforcer stepped out of a doorway ahead and fired their shotgun, blasting Scamp directly in the face. She tripped over herself and slid into a room, out of sight of the Enforcer.
Her hooves shot to her helmet, panic rising. From behind her she heard four more blasts and felt each one hit her back and side. She spun around and fired blindly with her pistol, running it empty. No more gunshots came her way and she went back to trying to get the helmet off, its visor shattered.
As soon as she got it off, she saw a few trails of blood running from her face, the pieces of the visor stuck in her face. She glanced to the door to see the Enforcer dead, the 10mm armor piercing rounds mercifully penetrating the armor.
She pulled herself across the floor, the armor on her body broken and bent uncomfortably in all the wrong places, hindering her movement.
Her wounds from the ambush almost screamed at her as she moved, blood oozing through the dressings.
“Shit,” she groaned as she got behind a couch and started removing the broken armor. Thankfully, none of the slugs from the shotgun had penetrated, but they’d been enough to bend the armor, ruining it.
It took some effort, but she was able to get out of the armor, leaving her with nothing but her talons, pistol, and wing blades. She grunted as she removed the remaining injections and pulled the last of them from her pouches. With a bit of effort, she jammed two into herself, feeling instant relief.
Now that she wasn’t moving around, she started to realize she was feeling a trembling feeling in her legs. She didn’t have time to worry about the effects of mixing the combat drugs and injections. That's tomorrow's problem.
If there is a tomorrow that is.
She lifted up one of the flash bangs she had and put it under her wing for safe keeping, taking one in her other wing as well.
With a grunt and a groan she stood and walked out of the room, thankful to see no one.
“Alright, here we go,” she began moving down the hallway, keeping her eyes ahead and ears open.
“It’s a maniac!” A pony inside a room whispered, “They’re just killing everyone! Even servants like us!”
Scamp kept moving, deciding against entering the room. A guard ran around the corner up ahead, carrying a wounded guard.
As he came to a stop, eyes wide, she flung the flashbang she had ready towards them. As soon as it went off, she fired the pistol, killing the one standing and finishing off the wounded one.
An Enforcer came around the corner, clearly pissed at her actions. But he didn’t expect her to appear next to him, and his head falling from his body was also not what he expected to happen.
“Don’t think, just act,” Scamp muttered, falling back on training as blood obscured her left eye.
A weird feeling washed over her and her eyes widened, before she could react she let out a loud scream as an intense pain sheared through her body, surpassing the injections threshold.
She teleported ahead and snapped around, dread spreading through her as she saw her right wing being held in the air by purple magic.
Then as if in a horror movie, the Queen’s head slowly came around the corner, a loving look on her face. “It’s just starting, Scamp. But don’t worry, I’ll be there, by your side through the whole thing.”
Scamp teleported back over and over again, breathing hard and wanting to be anywhere but here.
The Queen only chuckled at this and fully rounded the corner, walking after her as if she was a mother following her toddler.
“You crazy bitch!” Scamp spat out as she finally hit the end of the hallway and took off running down a new one, breathing hard as she really just wanted this to be over.
Out of nowhere a pony tackled her and took them both to the ground.
“I got her!” the young colt yelled. “Queen Twilight, over here!”
Panic coursed through her body as she teleported to the side by a few feet and jumped up, the surprised colt looking up at her, his mouth wide.
She spun around and bucked hard, feeling and hearing the talons shred him as he was kicked away. She didn’t look back at the body as she took off galloping again.
“Come on,” she hissed, wishing for the others to appear and give the signal to leave. “What’s taking so long!”
“Who are you talking to, love?” the Queen suddenly said, her face appearing an inch from Scamp’s.
Her body reacted on its own as she swung her right hoof up at the Queen, going for the kill.
Then she found herself laying in the throne room, and fell face first onto the floor.
Confused, she tried to stand, but found she couldn’t get her legs underself. Then it dawned on her, and her heart sank. Her right foreleg was gone from the knee joint down, looking like it had been ripped free with great force.
“You killed a colt,” the Queen said from across the room. “So no more games. No more running around playing hero. You’re staying here. With me.”
Scamp grits her teeth as she pulls out a magical seal from her IFAK and places it over the bleeding stump, taking another injection in the process.
She was down to four more, not enough at the rate she was taking them.
“Oh honey, there’s no need for those weapons.”
The talons on the ends of her hooves were suddenly ripped off of her in all directions, causing her to fall flat onto the ground. The pistol had also been taken. She was now weaponless, with the Queen staring her down with an out of place caring look on her face.
“So,” the Queen says sweetly, using her magic to grip Scamp. “Where should we start?”
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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Chapter 12
"Breach!" Calypso yelled as she and Dribble leaned away from the door, followed by its door handle exploding.
They moved in expertly, their SWAT uniforms and gear making them stand out among all the raggedly dressed Bronies. Most of the Bronies wore nothing but a gun, but some had surplus gear on.
Jero, however, had nothing on but a vest that said 'PRESS' on it. He found it fitting, as he didn't plan to do any fighting and just follow them to Lance.
All around him was nothing but chaos, with Bronies running into the prison yards from all sides. They ran for windows and doors, using homemade explosives to blow them open.
He let a few more Bronies go in ahead of him before following after them, keeping his head down.
Gunfire and screams echoed down the halls as he followed the stream of Bronies, who all seemed a little too excited.
"Rip and tear, boys!" one older one screamed as he hauled ass past Jero and the others, running ahead with a shotgun on his side.
"Really?" Was the only thing Jero could say to that as he trotted along, flinching at the louder bangs.
The stream of Bronies lead him to a large cell block, with Bronies and guards fighting, and prisoners at their cell doors screaming their praises for the chaos before them.
It didn't take him long to spot the two SWAT members as they pushed forward, their movements and shooting smooth, showing their mastery of this kind of fighting. They were checking cells as they passed, looking for Lance.
Jero knew he needed to help, so he ran down the opposite side of the cell block, checking cells.
The three eventually met on the other end by doors that lead to another cell block.
"No luck," Jero announced, getting a grunt from Calypso as she slammed a small block of explosives on the door and took her position on one side of the door, waving Jero away.
As they blew the door, a hail of bullets flew through it, cutting down a few eager Bronies as they had already rushed the door.
Dribbled cursed as he and Calypso both threw flashbangs into the doorway. After two bangs, they immediately pushed in, their guns flashing as they worked their way through the defenders.
Jero felt sick as he started following behind them, stepping over the bodies that lined the hallway. When he caught up to the pair, he found them at a T in the hallway, a sign pointing to the right read 'Cell Blocks C-G' and the other pointing to the left read 'Cell Blocks H-K' and 'Prison Admin'.
The stream of Bronies didn't stop as they came to the T and seemed to pick a direction at random. Some heading for the right, and the rest heading to the left.
"Right!" Dribble said, seeming to already know what they needed to do. "Calypso, you go right. I'll head left."
"Dribble, no!" She called after him, but cursed. "Shadow Breeze, go with him and make sure he stays on mission. Do not go after Strawell."
"Uh, got it!" He said, feeling the need to salute as he ran after Dribble.
The hallway was filled with both dead Bronies and guards, making it hard to run.
Once he reached Cell Block H, he quickly ran his eyes quickly over the cells, not seeing Lance right away. What he didn't see was Dribble among the ponies fighting in the center of the room.
Suddenly, red lights along all the walls began to flash, and the cell doors opened. The prisoners didn't waste any time as they rushed out and quickly overwhelmed the few guards in the room.
"Looks like the Bronies have reached the control room," Calypso said over the radio.
"That'll complicate things," Dribble replied.
Jero didn't respond, just ran through the crowd and out into another hallway, which led him to another T. Admin on his left, and the Cell Blocks on the right.
He started to head to the right, but the sound of a grenade going off to his left drew his attention.
"Dribble?" He said into the radio, hoping he hadn't gone towards Admin.
Instead of Dribble responding, Calypso keyed up her mic. "It looks like reinforcements are starting to arrive. The Bronies outside are engaged, but we need to pick this up."
"I have Strawell in sight!" Dribble's voice came over the radio. "He's running across the yard towards the Cell Blocks."
"I said do not engage Strawell, we have to prioritize Lance!" Calypso yelled over the radio, but Dribble never responded. "Damn it!"
Jero decided against going towards Admin and instead ran for the Cell Blocks.
The Bronies and prisoners had basically taken over the Cell Blocks at this point, allowing Jero to run through them freely. He kept looking for Lance's unique face, but he had yet to see him, and now that the prisoners were roaming free he wasn't sure if he'd be able to spot him.
Then he had an idea and he grabbed a random prisoner and asked, "Hey! Do you know where a pony with red stripes is?!"
"Fuck off, man," the prisoners said as he ran off.
He tried again, asking a few more, but he was blown off by each of them. Until one finally stopped long enough to listen to him.
"You mean the freaky old man in K block?"
"Probably! Thank you!" Jero said as he shook hooves with the prisoners and then began to sprint through the remaining Cell Blocks.
"Lance is in K block!" he called into the radio, getting affirmatives from the other two.
As he neared the last two blocks, he heard intense fighting.
Cell Block J was a war zone. Bronies and prisoners died everywhere while a group of Enforcer's fired from a fortified position near the end of the hallway.
Jero wasn't sure what to do as he dived for cover behind a pillar. More Bronies ran into the room to join the firefight, but were outgunned and out-skilled by the Enforcer's.
"Calypso, there's Enforcer's in J block! The Bronies are not doing so well against them!" He yelled into his radio, hunkering down more as bullets flew all around him.
"I'm on my way, but I'm on the opposite side of the facility. Dribble? Location?" Calypso was clearly out of breath as she spoke.
"Moving that way, I'm engaged with Enforcer's in the courtyard." Gun fire could be heard over the mic, and a lot of yelling.
"Shadow Breeze, stay put till I get there," Calypso yelled as she breathed heavily, her galloping hooves clearly broadcasting through the radio.
The gunfire seemed to pick up as the stream of Bronies entering the Cell Block started to slow down.
"I'm pinned!" Calypso called over the radio. "The reinforcements have broken through and are inside the facility! I can't get to you, Shadow!"
Jero was fully lost on what he should do, as things were starting to fall apart.
"Get sum'!" The old brony from earlier, the one with the shotgun, yelled as he ran into the room and fired dual rocket launchers towards the Enforcer's.
The explosions broke the Enforcer's defenses and scattered them, allowing the Bronies to gain the upper hand as they swarmed over the barricades and entered into melee with the Enforcers.
"Uh, moving to K block!" Jero announced into his radio, but only received a response filled with gunfire, unable to hear what was being said.
He made his way over the barricade and followed the Bronies to the last Cell Block. Excitement building as he neared the end, knowing he'd finally find Lance.
As soon as he entered the Cell Block, he was horrified at what he saw. All the prisoners of that block were lined up, and dead.
He fell to his flank, stunned. The Bronies around him running forward and getting gunned down by the Enforcer's.
It took him a moment to collect himself, watching as the Bronies around him died. Somewhere behind him, he could hear even more fighting, meaning the reinforcements were closing in as well.
That's when he noticed a single prisoner still in their cell, a pony in black armor with golden trim standing in the doorway, watching the carnage around them.
He caught a glance of the prisoner, and his heart swelled. It was Lance.
Jero stood back up, determined.
Before he could move forward, the same old Brony appeared again, coming up beside him.
"Is that your man?" he asked, loading his shotgun.
Jero nodded in response.
"I got this, get your man!" the old Brony sprinted forward, seeming to dodge all gunfire directed at him. He jumped onto a table and then into the midst of the Enforcer's.
This amazed Jero, but he took the opportunity and ran straight towards Lance and the Enforcer in his cell door.
As he reached them he jumped forward and slammed his head into the head of the Enforcer, who's only reaction was to grab him and throw him into a pillar outside of the cell. He whizzed as he tried to stand, but the wind had been knocked out of him.
"Stay down," the Enforcer commanded. Behind him, Lance leaned to look out and stared blankly at Jero, not seeming to care he was there.
The fighting around them slowly died down as Jero slowly stood up, staring the Enforcer down.
He shot forward, flaring his wings as a distraction. But the Enforcer only head butted him, imitating his earlier attack. This caused Jero to collapse to the ground, his head spinning.
Then everything went quiet, with a few ponies yelling in protest, and a few gunshots followed.
"This was a waste of life," the Enforcer commented as he reached down and lifted up Jero, throwing him into the middle of the room where a few other Bronies were being hoof cuffed. He was surprised to see the old brony was still alive as well.
A pair of cuffs were placed on Jero's hooves as well, the Enforcer's around them rounding them up. Lance was also brought out and shoved down among the crowd, cuffs already on.
"Lance!" Jero yelled to him, trying to get up, but a swift kick to his back sent him down. He was dragged back up and gagged, now unable to speak to Lance.
A few minutes passed before a group of police officers brought more Bronies to the room, setting them down among the group.
He then saw two officers dragging in a wounded Calypso, who looked like she'd been near an explosion as her gear was covered in dust and metal bits. They dropped her and hoof cuffed her as she lay on her stomach.
She coughed as she turned her head and saw Jero, her swollen face barely showing any emotion.
"This all of them?" the Enforcer with golden trim asked, walking along the line of Bronies.
"Nope, fucker, missed one," Dribble said as he came in through the back hallway, gun trained on Strawell.
All guns focused on him, and Calypso looked towards him panicked, almost seeming to be asking 'what are you doing?!'.
The lead Enforcer held up his hoof, "Don't shoot him." He takes a few steps towards Dribble. "Sergeant Dribble."
"Strawell," Dribble said, his voice basically dripping with hate.
"What's your plan here, Sergeant?" Strawell asked, seeming unfazed with having a gun pointed at him. "If you wanted to shoot me you would have already done so."
Dribble squared up with him, twenty feet between them. "Shooting you is too good for you. I'm going to kill you with my bare hooves."
"I don't think that would be possible," Strawell said dryly.
"Are you scared, Strawell?" Dribble mocked. "Your father would fight me, stallion against stallion."
Strawell looked back at the crowd behind him and waved a hoof. "Guns down." As the Enforcer's and officers lowered their weapons, he turned to Dribble. "Alright, you want a melee? Then I'll just show you why that's a bad idea."
Jero looked between the two, remembering a conversation he had with Dribble, where Dribble spoke of his intensive hoof to hoof training, and the championships he'd won over the years. He didn't know much about Strawell, but he had high hopes of Dribble winning a fair fight like this.
"So you are a real stallion," Dribble said with a smirk as he removed his rifle and helmet, cracking his joints as he prepared to fight.
"Always have been," Strawell deadpanned as he raised his hoof and put a hole in Dribble's forehead, killing him instantly.
Calypso screamed, and Jero yelled into his gag, tears flowing down his face.
"Fool," Strawell remarked as he turned away from Dribble's body and walked back to the crowd. His cold eyes passing over the lined up Bronies. A few of them spit at him, and others threw curses.
"What to do with the rest of you?" He walked up to Jero and removed his gag. "Where's the other one, the green one?"
As soon as the gag was removed, Jero looked towards Lance and yelled, "Lance, it's me, Shadow Breeze! Your Shadow Breeze! Greg and I came to..."
Strawell slapped him and re-engaged him, glancing over to Lance, who's eyes were wide as he stared at Jero.
"Jero?!" Lance exclaimed, his gravely old voice cracking as he spoke.
"Oh great, he's talking again," Strawell said with a groan. He suddenly raised his pistol and killed the Brony next to Jero, spraying him in blood. "Well that settles it. The Queen will not be pleased to hear about any of this. Kill the Bronies, leave this one and the SWAT mare alive."
Everyone started screaming as an Enforcer began walking down the line, stopping only to shoot each Brony in the head.
A Unicorn Brony started crying and his horn flashed uselessly as the anti-magic field kept him from using his magic. As the Enforcer reached him and fired, the Brony disappeared.
This caused everyone to stop and look to where he had been.
"Magic's back on the menu, boys!" the old Brony suddenly yelled, his own horn flaring to life.
All hell broke loose.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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Chapter 13
With a grunt and a cough, Scamp dragged herself to her feet, turning to face the Queen after being thrown around again.
“You have far too much fight in you,” the Queen said with a smile as she trotted a circle around Scamp, using her magic to help the heavily injured mare stand back up.
This only infuriated Scamp as she stood there hunched over, breathing heavily as blood dripped from multiple cuts on her face from glass shards. Her back left leg having trouble supporting any of her weight, she just couldn’t tell if it was broken or just sprain.
Scamp hissed and teleported next to the Queen and tried to buck her but her legs gave out on her and she fell to the ground.
“Oh you poor thing,” the Queen mocked, lifting one of Scamp’s syringes and injecting it into her.
The pain receded, but just barely as the drugs were starting to lose their effectiveness.
As the pain faded she teleported up in front of the Queen’s face, performing a drop kick on top of her head.
The Queen screeched in surprise and anger as her magic flared and grabbed Scamp as she teleported away. Her magic followed her as she appeared nearby and was slammed into the ground a few times before being tossed into the throne.
Scamp landed awkwardly on the throne, laying across the arms. She tried to get up but the abuse her body had been receiving was finally catching up to her.
Her wing unfolded involuntarily, exhaustion wrecking her body.
“Oh, what’s this?” The Queen asked with a tone of a mother catching her foal with their hoof in the cookie jar. She pulled the flash bang away from the fold of Scamp’s wing and shook it at her. “Naughty naughty. You could hurt somepony with this thing, sweetie.” She flung it over her shoulder, trotting to Scamp.
“Nothing to say for yourself?” She asked in a scolding tone.
Scamp’s only response was to flash away and appear on top of the Queen, grabbing her midsection and roaring as she put all she had into lifting the large Alicorn. The Queen let out a yelp as Scamp surplexed her, sending her slamming into the ground behind her face first.
She stumbled forward, the pain flowing through her almost unbea
rable, but she couldn’t stop yet. With a grunt she flashed next to the Queen as she sat up, and bucked her straight across the face.
This didn’t have the desired effect as the Queen just roared and her horn flashed.
A pain pulsed where her heart was and she stumbled to the ground, gasping as her heart felt like it would explode.
“You insolent, foal!” The Queen wailed as she pulled a mirror over to herself, examining the hoof prints on her head and cheek. Rage flashed across her face as she whirled on the small mare before her, who could only gasp and clench her chest in agony.
The Queen watched for a few moments before sighing, “A heart attack is too good for a monster like you.”
Her horn flashed and the pain in Scamp’s chest disappeared, leaving her still gasping and wide eyed.
But despite this, and to the Queen’s annoyance, Scamp shakily stood and turned to face the large tyrant.
“Yeah, I’m the monster,” she said in a raspy voice, blood pouring out of her mouth as she spoke.
“I think the bodies you left in my hallways speak to that,” the Queen snapped, her loving demeanor wavering.
Scamp flicks her wing at the Queen, splattering blood across her purple face.
A snarl flashed across her lips as her horn flared, snapping Scamp’s wing at the base, causing it to hang at her side.
To her credit, she only yelped and fell to her knee and stump, not giving the Queen anymore satisfaction.
She knew she was going to die here, but she just needed to hold out as long as she could so the others could finish the mission.
“You’ve killed more innocents than I have!” Scamp hissed through her clenched teeth, trying to get the Queen talking to buy time.
“I have never taken an innocent life,” the Queen declared. “I am above those kinds of actions.”
Scamp spat out some blood and stared up at the tyrant, “You killed my mother. She was innocent and a devout follower of you!”
“Your mother,” the Queen said with a sour look on her face. “She was the lawyer who fought for that crazy pony who killed my husband. She was far from a good pony.”
“Your husband was a misogynistic asshole,” Scamp smiled through bloody cracked teeth. “Lance did the world a service killing him.”
The Queen burst into flames, rage literally exploding from her body as her stared down at the mare like a God to a fly.
“You dare?!” She exclaimed, taking a forceful step towards Scamp.
“Oh you bet I dare,” Scamp said defiantly, accepting her fate.
The Queen suddenly shoots her head down towards Scamp, impaling her on her long slender horn and lifting her up. She then threw the smaller pony across the room with such force that she left an indentation in the wall.
Scamp crumbled to the ground, but didn’t stay down as she forced herself to sit up and look down at the new hole in her gut.
“Oh crab apples,” she muttered as she looked across the room at the Queen stomping towards her, ready to go in for the kill.
“Oi, cunt!” A stallion's voice suddenly yelled out from the other side of the room.
Both Scamp and the Queen turned to the source, where a lone Greg stood in the doorway, a lazy smile on his face.
“Damn it, Greg,” Scamp muttered under her breath, hoping to have been the only one killed here.
“Stay out of this, insect!” The Queen roared as she sent a spell flying directly for Greg.
Greg’s horn flashed and the spell deflected upward into the roof, “My Twilight would have done better than that.”
The Queen stared at him wide eyed, as no one alive could rival her magic, let alone deflect it so easily.
Scamp was also stunned, but she recovered first, her mind going into overdrive as she flashed away and appeared next to the discarded flash bang.
She kicked it into the air and caught it by the pin, ripping it free. And in one fluid motion she spun and bucked it with her one good leg towards the Queen’s face.
The Queen’s horn flared as she prepared to stop the flash bang from reaching her, but Greg’s own horn flashed as well. Her horn was covered in a green glow as her magic seemed to stop working momentarily.
This was enough time for the small flash bang to hit her forehead and bounce back, going off right in front of her face. Blinding and deafening her instantly.
She roared backwards as her hooves came up to her eyes.
Scamp didn’t waste time as she appeared right in front of the Queen in midair. In one quick motion she grabbed the Queen’s horn in her remaining front foreleg and snapped her body to the side, using the Queen’s own neck as a support by wrapping her back legs around it.
A loud snap, like a large branch being ripped from a tree, sounded through the room, followed by a pain-filled scream of absolute agony from the Queen.
The Queen suddenly grabbed Scamp in her forelegs, screaming as she began to try and crush the small mare against her chest.
Scamp let out a scream of her own as the pressure was overwhelming. Then she did the only thing she could; she reared her head back and slammed it forward, clamping her teeth around the Queen’s throat.
The Queen’s scream went hoarse as Scamp’s teeth closed her airway, then punctured it. The Alicorn began to panic as she tried to pull the savage mare off of her, but Scamp only chewed harder, swallowing what she could as she kept biting and ripping with her teeth.
With staggering steps, the Queen fell forward as blood gushed and sprayed past Scamp’s face as she clamped down one final time.
A mournful gasp escaped the Queen’s lips as she collapsed sideways, the life leaving her eyes.
With a cough, Scamp shakily stood up and looked down at the large Alicorn’s body. She didn’t know how to feel in that moment, covered in both her and the Queen’s blood.
“Fuck,” Greg remarked as he neared. “That was gnarly, Scamp.” He kinda kicked at the leg of the dead Queen, looking a bit disturbed.
She didn’t respond as she leaned down and took the Queen’s dismembered horn in her mouth and walked towards her discarded things.
“Are,” Greg began, watching her limp on basically just two legs, her left wing hanging at her side. “… you okay?”
Scamp just grunts at him as she drops the horn and begins to check her belt that lay cut in half on the floor. She lifts her IFAK and shakes her head as she just barely has enough to make a dent in her wounds. She decides the only thing she can do is stop the bleeding in her gut and the new hole.
Once that’s done, she lifts two emergency tablets from the IFAK and tosses them into her mouth, chewing them before swallowing. Those would help her body start replenishing lost blood at the cost of her energy levels. But it was necessary so she wouldn’t pass out.
“Weren’t we supposed to avoid her?” Greg asked as he watched her lift the horn back up. “Wasn’t Lance supposed to kill her?”
“Yep,” she grunted in response as she limped over to him. “Teleport us to the prison, next to Shadow Breeze.”
“But you’re hurt, dude. We need to rest or something,” Greg started to say more but Scamp only placed her hoof to his mouth to shut him up.
“Just do it.”
“I don’t like this,” Greg stated, but his horn flashed anyway, causing them to disappear from the throne room. Leaving the corpse of the Queen to be found by the first pony to come looking for her.
ooo000<^>000ooo
The Bronies broke free of their restraints as the Unicorn’s in the group started using their magic to attack the Enforcer’s and officers.
Jero’s own cuffs were released by magic and he shot forward, propelled by his wings and slammed into Strawell. He’d tried to shoot the approaching Pegasus, but Jero had knocked his hoof up as soon as he fired.
They tumbled together, coming to a stop with Jero on top. He began slamming his hooves into the ponies helmet, releasing his anger into his hits. He kept the other stallions left hoof away from him, keeping the gun pointed away as he beat him.
Realizing he wasn’t making the progress he wanted, he gripped the helmet and ripped it free, revealing the shocked face of Strawell looking back up at him.
The next few hits bloodied his face, a few teeth breaking in the onslaught of hooves.
Strawell heaves with all his might and sent Jero off to his side where he then pounced on him. Now on top, he slammed his armored hoof into Jero’s face, but the snarl never left his face even when getting punched over and over again by the armored pony.
A white blur flew into Strawell, knocking him off of Jero.
Calypso stood up quickly and swiped Strawell’s hooves out from under him, sending him to the floor. She jumped into the air and slammed both of her back hooves into his face, drilling him into the hard floor, his jaw breaking.
He roars as he seems to gain a second wind as he shot up like a snake about to strike and bucked Calypso in the chest.
Jero was on him in an instant, halting his attack on Calypso from continuing. The two head butted and slammed into each other over and over again, neither yielding.
Calypso joined the assault and the pair wailed on Strawell, his armor being his only saving Grace.
Suddenly he landed a solid counter on Calypso, sending her stumbling back. This gave him time to point his pistol at Jero, stopping him in his tracks.
“Stop!” He gurgled, his broken teeth and jaw making it hard to understand him. “I get why mother would marry you over dad,” he grunts as his hoof wobbles as he stares Jero down. “You’re soft, like she was.”
It was at this moment Jero realized Strawell was the son of Fluttershy and her husband in this timeline. This stunned him, just as Strawell knew it would.
“Well,” Jero said with a small smirk. “You’re nothing like mine and Fluttershy’s son. My son wouldn’t monologue at a moment like this, he’s smarter than that.”
A stripped hoof slammed into Strawell’s head and sent him flying across the room and into a wall, his armor breaking violently.
Jero watched in awe as Lance leaned back up after throwing his punch as he turned to face Jero, pushing his mane out of his eyes with a single hoof, “Nice of you to show up, Shadow.”
He couldn’t help himself as he ran to the much older Lance and hugged him, “I’m so sorry it took us so long! Time was accelerated in this dimension, we came as soon as we could!”
“I know,” Lance comforted him as he patted his back. “But you’re here, that’s all that matters.”
Calypso stood nearby, staring at the two with mixed feelings. She then moved to Dribble’s body and slumped down next to him, checking his pulse. Clenching her eyes when she doesn’t find one.
“Blasted idiot,” she cried softly. Using her hoof she closed his eyes and wiped her own. “At least you’re with your family now.”
A flash filled the room as Greg and Scamp appeared, catching everyone’s attention.
The fighting had come to a stop as the Bronies had been able to overcome the remaining Enforcer’s and officers. Magic was the great equalizer for this fight.
“Scamp!” Calypso screamed as she saw her friend in an absolutely wrecked state.
As she ran to her, a bullet hit the ground near her.
“Not finished,” Strawell gasped, standing shakily with blood pouring out of a few broken sections of his armor.
“Yes,” Scamp muttered, appearing next to him and jamming the Queen’s horn downward into his neck and down into his chest. The top of the horn stuck up by his face as he stumbled, falling to his side. “It is finished.”
He shakily looked at the horn sticking up by his face and let out a pained whine. “My Queen…!”
“Yeah, the bitch is dead,” Scamp said in a cold voice as she stood over him, watching the life leave his eyes.
She turned to the collected ponies, some looking on in awe and others fear.
Her eyes landed on Lance, standing by Jero, a perplexed look on his face.
Scamp teleports in front of him, startling the old Brony, “Mr. Greenfield.” She holds out her stump for him, “it’s amazing to finally meet you.”
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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Chapter 14
Lance stared at her stump before smiling and reaching out to shake it. “Likewise, miss…?”
The moment he touched her stump she remembered it was a fresh wound and her eye twitched in intense pain, but she held it together.
“Scamp, my mom was your lawyer during your trials,” she replied, her excitement overcoming the sinking feeling of the pain meds wearing off.
“Meadow Glory was your mother?” Lance asked in surprise, then smiled warmly. “So you’re the little filly who was obsessed with my book.”
For the first time in years, she blushed and stammered, “Oh, yeah that was me.”
“Should have seen her room,” Greg joked as he came over and hoof bumped with Lance. “Wall to wall crazy shit about you and our lives.”
“Scamp, sit down and stop moving! You’re making your injuries worse!” Calypso commanded as she tried to sit her down.
“I’m good, Cally,” she replied in good spirits, turning to face her and fell to the floor. Flank up in the air and chin on the floor. “Okay, now you can save me, Calypso.”
“Idiot,” Calypso scolded as she flipped open her medical bag and started looking her over. A grim look on her face.
Greg smirked and slugged Lance in the shoulder, “So, fucked by a stallion back on earth?”
Lance sighed and chuckled, “You read the book.”
“Oh yeah,” Greg laughs. “You’re a weirdo, bud.”
“I’ve missed you guys,” Lance said, his faded mane hanging in his face.
“What about them?” Greg asked, getting a confused look from Lance. His horn flashed, and a moment later Lance brightened up even more.
“Break! Dawn!” He yelled to no one around them. But Scamp knew who he was speaking to. A smile formed on her face.
“These wounds…” Calypso remarked slowly, a grim look on her face. “These are far worse than anything I’ve seen on a living pony. You have internal bleeding, several broken ribs, fractures on all your legs and one actually broken. Not to mention your teeth are chipped to hell and both of your orbital bones are shattered. Missing a leg and a wing, and the other broke at the base. And more holes than I can count. You shouldn’t even be moving right now, let alone conscious.” Her eyes narrowed, “what are you on?”
“Eh drugs?” Scamp offered, the pain coming back in full now that the drugs and adrenaline were wearing off.
“She’s on this,” Greg said as his horn flashed causing a blue syringe and the empty combat injection to appear by Calypso. She only had to glance at it to realize what it was.
“You’re both bucking idiots!” She yelled, digging through her bag frantically.
“I had to, it was the only way,” Scamp said as she started to feel faint, and a new pain started rising in her hooves and chest. “My chest is hurting.”
Calypso slammed her hooves down on the bag in frustration, and snapped, “because you’re dying! You mixed the worst kind of drugs together! And there’s nothing I can do!!”
“Ominus can save her!” Shadow Breeze yelled. “We just have to get back to our entry point!”
Scamp looked past them and saw her mother standing among the crowd. “Mom?!”
Her mom shook her head at her and pointed to her.
Everything darkened as she lost consciousness.
ooo000<^>000ooo
Scamp thrashed awake, horrid images and memories haunting her dreams. Panting she looked around and was confused to find herself in a bedroom of some kind.
The objects that littered the room around her was nothing she’d ever seen before, or knew existed. What surprised her more was that she felt fine, better than fine actually. She felt like she was young again, all the pains in her body gone.
She looked down to find she had all her legs, even her wing was back. “Huh?!” She jumped up in a panic, and looked herself over. She was covered in healed scars, and where she’d lost her leg she saw a seam like it had been fused back on. But it and her wing didn’t look like they belonged to her.
The leg rippled suddenly, as if it was alive.
She decided she’d had enough of that and was just going to ignore that thought.
The door opened and Calypso stood in the doorway, “You are literally the luckiest mare alive, you know that?”
“Huh?!” Scamp asked, still confused.
“Come on,” was the only thing Calypso said in response as she left the room. With nothing else to do she followed after her friend.
Once out of the room she realized they were no longer in Equestria. The pictures on the walls showed a human male with a goatee standing with many different creatures, each picture seeming to be from a different universe.
“We’re in Ominus’s dimension?” Scamp asked her friend.
“Yep,” Calypso said unhappily. “I didn’t want to stay, but when this Ominus guy said that the moment he pulled us out some thing called the Watcher erased our home, then I had no choice.”
She did not sound happy at all, but Scamp understood why. They’d both just lost their home, just like that.
They remained quiet as they entered a living room of some kind where the others were. They were all in their human forms, and laughing together.
This brought a smile to her face as they neared.
“There’s the Queen Slayer,” Lance joked as they neared. He was now back in his younger body, the body of a late twenty’s male.
“Nah, Horn Snapper,” Greg interjected, a blunt between his lips. “She just grabbed that horn like she was an expert, and snapped that bitch!” He imitated the action she’d taken, laughing the whole time.
Scamp waved them off as she took a seat on a couch with Calypso.
“She’s an expert at snapping horns,” Calypso added, looking to be trying to get over losing her home.
Lance looks her over and asks in a deeper voice, “how old are you exactly?”
She blinked at him for a moment before remembering that his subconscious Break could take over sometimes, “Thirty two.”
“Barely older than us then,” Break/Lance said with a nod before Lance asked in his normal voice. “I’ll never be able to thank you for all you did for me.”
Scamp raised her hoof and looked at the Mark of the Outsider, a grimace flashing across her face. He may be grateful for what she’d done, but she’d never be the same after this. “I had to do things in that palace. Things I’ll never be proud of.”
“I heard,” he replied sympathetically. “But you’re among others who’ve been there, we understand how you’re feeling.”
This helped her, but she still felt like kicking herself some more.
“Besides, it doesn’t matter because they all got erased in the end, so you killing them or the Watcher, same result,” Greg added, trying to be helpful.
This did not help her. She just sighed and held a smile to them, “well, I’m not new to truama. I’ll work through it.”
“Not meaning to intrupt,” Shadow Breeze began. “But what now? Can we all go home?”
Ominus sighed as he sat back and rubbed his goatee. “I was waiting too see if Scamp’s body would accept or reject the upgrades before saying anything.”
Scamp looked at him wide eyed, filled with questions.
He only smiled sheepishly at her, “it obviously accepted them. But we’ll talk later.” With a clap of his hands he jumped up and stood in front of everyone.
“Alright guys, that was the easy part,” he exclaimed, getting surprised looks.
“THAT was the easy part?!” Scamp was floored at this. She’d basically been killed and that was the easy part of whatever this was.
“Yep,” he began to pace. “So we’ve pissed off the Watcher, and when he erased the new world he’s begun looking for me. I’m sure I could avoid him here for a while, but we need to deal with him, not hide from him.”
“From what I can tell,” he said grimly. “He’s taken the original souls of our friends and spread them among other dimensions. It’s bait to draw us out.” A smirk appeared on his face, “and we’re going to take the bait and use it against him!”
“How?” Shadow Breeze asked with a cocked head.
“We’re basically two ships out at sea at night with old radar systems,” Ominus said, a hologram appearing and displaying what he was saying. “We can’t find each other if we don’t move, but if we want to win, we’ll have to get our opponent to move as well. This means us making the first move, and watching for a response. The winner will come down to who spots the other's position first and acts.”
“What do you mean he’s spread our friends out?” Lance asked, arms crossed.
The hologram changed to a diagram of a few human shilotes being dragged to little circles. “Exactly that. I’m not sure of any of their locations, but I can find them. The Watcher wants us to go after them so he can track us down. But two can play that game.”
“So we’re gonna stick it to the Watcher?” Lance smirked.
Ominus snapped his finger and the song ‘paralyzer’ began to play through some speakers.
“We’re gonna get our friends back and fuck the Watcher,” he declared boldly.
Scamp looked at everyone gathered, a smile touching her face.
Looks like the adventure is just starting.
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When the world ends, a young man gets a chance to relive his life in the world of Equestria.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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Epilogue
Scamp examined her once missing leg, not sure how to feel about it yet. Ominus had said it was some kind of living flesh, whatever that means. At least it didn't hinder her at all when moving around.
What she couldn't get over, however, was the twisting feeling inside of her as some of her organs and bones had been replaced with unnatural things that she didn't fully understand.
Sighing, she took her attention off of herself and looked up at the scenery before her; rolling hills and a little forest off to her left. From her position on the porch, she could barely make out the pond almost fully hidden behind one of the hills. It was her childhood home in Equestria. At least, an imitation of her home.
She was currently in a pocket dimension that could imitate anything you wanted it to.
Now that everything had come to a close, mostly, she finally had time to reflect on the past weeks events; the deaths of her friends, her mother, the many ponies she murdered, the colt, the Queen, and Strawell.
Her eyes clenched shut, as she recalled the palace assault. The mark on her leg almost burning at the memory.
"There you are," came the voice of Lance from behind her.
This snapped her back to the present and she wiped her eyes as she turned to him as he walked through the door and onto the porch.
"Oh, this is a nice place, your home?" he asked as he took the chair opposite of her, the one her mother would have sat in.
"Yeah," she sighed as she turned back to the scenery. "I took all this for granted growing up."
"People tend to do that," Lance remarked. "How are you feeling?"
Scamp let out a laugh as she turned to him, "I'm fantastic. I lost everything and killed innocent ponies. Dribble died, and so did all of my other friends."
Lance didn't respond right away, just let her sit there as they looked at each other. "Believe it or not, I understand exactly how you're feeling."
"How?!" Scamp snapped, but stopped herself. "I'm sorry. But in your book you clearly never did the things I did."
"Yeah, but did you ever wonder why I never finished the book and it just cuts off an entire arch and skips to the end?" Lance asked in an even tone.
This caught her attention, as she had always wondered why there was build up then it just skips eleven years.
"It's because I caused one of my friends to get killed," he sat back and looked out over the rolling hills. "I couldn't bring myself to write about it. It's one of my biggest regrets."
"What happened?" Scamp asked as she applied all of her focus on him.
Lance looked at her, looking to be deep in thought. "David got taken control of by an evil force that we were dealing with, and I entered his mind to fight it. I wasn't able to save him while inside his mind, but I promised him that I'd do anything and everything to break the curse. Everything was going well until he got a hold of my son."
He looked down and clenched his fist, "I could have done a lot of things; I could have backed off and let Twilight handle it, I could have talked him down, hell I could have surrendered. But I acted on instinct and killed my friend."
Scamp watched as he put his face in his hands, shaking at the memory. They stayed quiet for a moment before she finally broke the silence.
"He had your kid, and even though he was under the control of another, you did what you had to do to save Spark." She reached out and placed a hoof on his shoulder.
Lance looked up and sighed, "Honestly I know you're right, but it's still something I will have to live with for the rest of my life." He seemed to attempt to compose himself as he continued, "But see? You're not alone, and you will get through this. It just won't be easy."
She offered a smile at this, "Thank you, Lance." His words helped a bit, but she knew he was right, she'd be dealing with this the rest of her life.
The pair went back to sitting in silence, the tension in the air slowly dissipating.
"I'm curious," Lance began. "Why'd you care so much about me and my book? As far as I know you're the only one who read it and believed it."
Scamp thought about how to answer that. "As a foal I was fascinated with mysteries and solving cases, and I'd always go through my mothers cases and try to solve them myself. Then I read your case and book, and something inside me just clicked. I've never really understood it, but I've always felt like it was a part of me. That sound weird?"
Lance nodded along as he listened, "Not at all, I've seen and heard weirder." He then smiled, "You're mother though, was an amazing lawyer and mare."
"Believe me," Scamp said with a thoughtful look towards the hills. "I know. She was my inspiration to keep moving forward no matter what happened. Probably the reason I'm still alive."
"She was one tough no nonsense mare, that's for sure," Lance thought, thinking back on his meetings with her. "Meadow Glory is the reason I was just sent to prison and not worse."
Scamp smiled thinking about her mother. "She wasn't always like that, all serious and straight laced," she willed the pocket dimension to produce a copy of her mother out in front of them, a much younger version of her. A lime green mare with a black mane stood before them, looking goofy and happy. "Apparently, according to old videos and her friends, she used to be a ball of energy and happy going."
"What changed?" Lance asked as he looked at the mare with a bit of confusion, as the Meadow Glory he would have known never smiled and always wore a suit of some kind, with her black mane always up in a ponytail.
"My father was killed," she said suddenly. "While she was pregnant with me he was killed unfairly by police. She never told me why, or anything about him. We didn't even have pictures of him in the house growing up. I don't even know his name."
"I'm sorry," Lance offered, knowing what it was like to grow up without a father. He looked back to the mare before them, looking more and more confused. "You know, I feel like I know her. From before I came to your world."
"I guess you could have, during the beginning when Bronies first appeared she was just barely an adult."
He leaned forward and saw the cutie mark, which he had never seen before since she always wore a dress suit around him. "That cutie mark, huh, she looks like Adry."
"Adry?" Scamp asked with raised eyebrows. "That's my mom's nickname from when she was a filly?"
Lance looked at her surprised, then lifted his backpack up and pulled out his book he had written. It was the original copy, as Greg had saved it from the other dimension by bringing it with him.
"You've read this all the way through?" he asked slowly, seeming to be trying to figure something out.
"Yeah, more times than I can count, why?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.
He opened the book and skipped to near the end, letting out a surprised sound, "There's a few pages missing, you do that?"
She shook her head, "No, my mom brought it home like that. It's always irritated me."
Lance seemed to be lost in thought as he looked through the book some more, "I handed this book over intact, and it was fine up till then." He looked at her, "Your mom removed a few pages in this book."
"She wouldn't, that's tampering with evidence," Scamp insisted, not understanding where this was going.
"One question then," he continued, "How'd your parents meet? Did she tell you?"
"Uh, yeah? She told me," Scamp sounded very confused. "She ran into him one day at his cabin, and fell in love with him at first sight. They got married and had trouble conceiving most of their marriage till she became pregnant with me."
"You're shitting me," Lance muttered as he rubbed his face. "Okay, what do you know of your father?"
"Uh, he was a really rough stallion, really tall, loved flowers, and my mom liked to call him 'Papito'," she replied, thinking back on what little she'd been told. "And he used to be a guard for the princesses, but that's all I really know. I haven't really cared about him so much, since I don't even know him."
"Scamp," Lance started, willing the pocket dimension to bring another pony into existence next to the younger version of Meadow Glory. "In my dimension, I know your mother. She married one of my friends, but in my dimension she and my friend never were able to have a kid."
She looked at the pony by her younger mother, her eyes slowly widening and her mouth falling open. "No, that can't be my father."
"In your dimension," Lance continued, "I know what really happened to your father, now that I realize who he is. The OEA in their early days found out about him and he was killed with the help of the Queen before she fully took over. He must have hidden his relationship with your mother, because otherwise they would have gone after her too."
"Lance, no, that can't be my father!" Scamp stood up and couldn't stop staring at the pair of ponies before them.
"Take my hand," Lance said, holding out his hand for her.
"Why?!" She asked, still overwhelmed at this being possible.
"We're going into my mind to visit a few memories," he replied.
This was enough for her to slowly reach out and let him take her hoof.
Everything went white as she suddenly found herself in an empty void with three ponies standing before her.
She already knew who they were. It was Lance and two other ponies. One was blue with glasses and white strips and mane, and the other the same but red and wearing sunglasses. Break and Dawn.
"Yo!" Break basically yelled as he stepped forward and held up his hoof, "Break, the cool one as you already know."
Scamp stared at him blankly before smiling and slamming hooves with him.
Dawn stepped forward as well and held out his hoof, "Dawn. Thank you so much for saving Lance and helping us be able to talk to him again."
"It was no problem," she replied as she slammed hooves with him, causing him to winch and step back, shaking his hoof. He had been going for a hoof shake, not hoof bump. "Sorry."
Lance smiled as he stood back and gestured to the computer screen behind them. "Normally we'd all talk more, but this is important."
She nodded as she walked up between all of them and watched as Dawn started clicking through menus.
"Damn, you're one muscled up mare!" Break suddenly said, getting a slap to the back of his head from Lance.
"Behave, Break," Lance warned.
"I am!" he snapped, then looked back at her. "I meant that with respect, Scamp."
"Sure you did," she couldn't help but chuckle.
Dawn brought up a video and leaned back for everyone to see, "Found it."
A video started playing, it was in the point of view of Lance. It seemed to be from a few years after the destruction of Ponyville, evident from the sign that was visible that read 'New Ponyville'.
"Heya, Lance!" a lime green mare yelled as Lance neared the town, running out to meet him. "Did you get the present I asked for?"
"Shit, that IS my mom," Scamp muttered, seeing her younger and happier looking mother smiling on the screen.
"I had to go to Manehattan to find it, but I got it," Lance replied, holding up a box with a bow on it.
"Oh thank you, Lance!" She replied, hugging him and grabbing the box. "He's going to love this!"
"Anything for you, Adry," Lance chuckled as the pair started walking for the little town.
Scamp watched intently, looking over her mother's younger self, amazed that Lance knew her.
"Adry in my world was nothing like the mare I met in your dimension," Lance said from beside Scamp. "I didn't even make the connection during the whole trial. Losing her husband really affected her."
"Which makes sense," Dawn added. "She was absolutely in love with him in our world, more than I thought possible to be honest."
Break started to say something but Lance shook his head at him.
On the screen, the pair reached a colorful building and entered.
"He got it?" a slightly younger Shadow Breeze asked as he walked up smiling.
"He did!" Adry said excitedly as she lifted the box above her head.
"Not a total screw up," Peter said from the corner, eating a pie.
"Hey now," Lance said back as he walked over to Twilight and nuzzled her cheek.
The screen fast forwarded a bit till it came back to all of them standing around the door in the dark.
After a few moments, the door opened and a very imposing stallion stepped in, his face showing no joy as he entered.
"Surprise!" Everyone suddenly screamed as the lights flashed on, causing the stallion to jump a bit.
"What is..." he began, but a smile slowly appeared on his face, a massive contrast to the cold look he had had previously. "You guys."
Adry ran forward and jumped up and hugged him around the neck, "Papito! We surprised you, huh?!"
"You got me good," the stallion said happily as he hugged her with one leg.
"Good to see you, Mr. Bleak," Lance said as he walked up and bumped the large stallion's leg.
"Likewise, my boy," Mr. Bleak replied as he let Adry down.
Adry ran off and came back with the box, "We got you this!"
Mr. Bleak took the box and opened it, a look of love flashing on his face. "By Celestia, are these..."
"Rare seeds from flowers that only existed four thousand years ago?" Lance finished for him. "They were not easy to find, so thank Adry for doing all the research and legwork to find those."
"My little Glory, you didn't have to do this," he said, leaning down and lifting her up into a large embrace.
"I'd do anything for you, my big Papito," she replied, nuzzling into his neck.
Scamp sat back, shocked at this. This confirmed it, her father had been Darkest Bleak, one of the most wanted stallions of her world that had been hunted down and killed by the OEA before she was born.
"That guy has always been looking out for me," Lance commented. "And that even means his daughter as well."
"My mom believed it was real," Scamp said quietly, looking straight ahead. "She removed the pages, that means she must have believed it."
"She probably did, more than once she hinted at believing me but always changed the subject," Lance reached over and patted her shoulder.
"But she always told me to drop it and that it was all a fantasy," Scamp's mind reeled as she thought back to her mother over the years.
"It was to keep you safe," Lance offered. "You know what the Queen and OEA did to anyone mentioned in my book. Just being married to him was enough for her to be arrested. She got lucky that anyone who read the book before the trial didn't notice she was Adry. So that means the copies of the book are missing these pages too. Huh."
Scamp walked away from the group and stared off into the void. "What does this mean for me?"
"Nothing, really," Lance said as he walked up beside her. "But at least you know now."
"I want out of here, please," Scamp asked, wanting to be back in the pocket dimension overlooking the hills.
Without a word, she found herself back in her body and sat back in her chair. She looked out at the rolling hills, tears in her eyes.
They sat in silence for a while, her mind going over her life. Her father being Mr. Bleak started to make sense as she thought about it, all the little comments her mother made over the years adding up.
"Thank you, Lance," she finally said, turning to him with a tear stained face.
He only waved her off, a pleased look on his face.
"It just makes me so sad to realize how happy my mother used to be," she remarked. "After my father died, she started going to school to become a lawyer."
"She's an amazing mare, in both worlds," Lance said as he too looked out over the hills.
"What was she doing in your world before the Watcher appeared?" Scamp asked.
"Ah," Lance leaned back, thinking back. "She and Darkest were traveling the world. And she's just as happy and in love as you just saw. The only difference is they haven't had kids yet.
"I want to meet her," she said with determination.
"Definitely, once we finish the Watcher, I'll introduce you to them. Trust me, they'll both love to meet you even if you're their daughter from another dimension."
Scamp looked out over the scenery, wiping the tears from her face. "Then we need to hurry up and kill this bastard."
Lance could only chuckle at this and reach over and pat her back. The pair staring out over the beautiful scenery.
After some time, the door opened and Calypso walked in, "Oh, I thought this one was empty, sorry you two."
"No no, stay," Scamp called after her.
Calypso sighed as she turned around and walked in and sat between the pair. "So what are you two doing in here?"
"Just talking," Lance said with a chuckle.
"I found out my dad is Darkest Bleak," Scamp suddenly announced, shocking Calypso.
"What?!" Calypso yelped and looked at Scamp with wide eyes, her dull white fur seeming to brighten to show her surprise.
"Yeah, apparently she and him were also together in Lance's dimension, and it all match's up for ours as well," Scamp said coolly, acting like it hadn't surprised her at all.
Calypso just stares ahead out over the porch, then sighed again. "Of course he was your dad. Any other revelations for me?"
"Not that I can think of," Scamp jokes, playfully slugging her shoulder.
"I've been meaning to ask," Lance started, looking at the two of them. "How'd you two meet?"
"We're teammates," Calypso answered. "Echo Team of the Manehattan Special Weapons and Arcane Tactics unit. I was there first, then Scamp came in afterward."
"She says team," Scamp adds. "But we are a family, with all that brings with it."
"Were a family," Calypso says grimly.
"There's still us," reassures Scamp as she reaches over and touches her shoulder.
She nods and pushes her dreads back, "I just wish they were here with us."
The three of them sat in silence for a bit before Lance decided to change the subject.
"I like your cutie mark," he gestured to Calypso's cutie mark; a band-aid over a planet.
"Oh thanks," she replied slowly, looking at him with a blank stare.
"What's it mean?" Lance asked, trying his hardest to engage with her.
"That I like helping ponies?" Calypso said as if that should be obvious.
"Oh, yes of course," Lance said awkwardly, rubbing the back of his head.
Scamp just smiled at the two. "Be nice, Cally," she teased the other mare.
"I am," was her simple response as she looked between the two.
"She's not being rude, this is just how she is," Scamp said to Lance, to the irritation of Calypso.
"What about yours?" Lance changed the subject quickly.
"Oh, I like to listen to music when under pressure, and I used to be called Ace by old friends," Scamp said, glancing at her own; a Ace of Hearts playing card with two white music notes on either side of it. She always wished she had something a little more fitting, but at least it fit her and she didn’t get stuck with something stupid.
Lance nodded, still a bit nervous of Calypso.
"I have a question," Calypso suddenly said, looking at Lance. "After killing the Queen's lover, why did you then go and write it into your book?"
"Oh, eh," Lance coughed, looking around. "The story didn't make sense if I left that out?"
She shook her head at him, "Idiot."
"I didn't claim not to be," he joked, getting a small smile from her.
"Speaking of questions about the book, what the hell happened to Zane?" Scamp asked as she leaned towards him, looking at him expectantly.
"Zane?" Lance asked, looking to be thinking about the question. "He went after a woman named Lauren Faust to try and meet her, but it turned out she had gone to another dimension and not Equestria."
"And Zorrow? Did he get with Applejack?!" she was starting to get excited finally getting answers to her questions.
"Eh, no. He blew it when he worked up the courage to talk to her and tried to impress her by showing her all his notes and pictures he'd taken of her. She put him in the hospital, four times actually. Every time he was released, she was there to put him back in. It was honestly pretty funny, but we eventually had to stop her from attacking him. He now spends his time bird watching."
Scamp was fan fillying as she only got more excited. But Calypso beat her to asking a question.
"Why did you include so much crude content and then read it to colts and fillies?"
"Oh, I just skipped over those parts when reading to anyone," Lance reassured.
"Didn't you also write about a friend having sex, in full detail?" she continued, getting a look from Scamp.
Lance coughed nervously, "Eh, I did. I thought it would be funny?"
"Uh huh," was her only response as she shrugged and let it go.
"I made a few questionable decisions when writing the book," Lance began, leaning back. "Included a few things I shouldn't have, revealed some things, and maybe forgot a few arc's that should have been finished. But honestly I wouldn't write it any other way."
"You could say that," Calypso said as she slugged his arm with a smile.
Scamp watched the two getting along somewhat and smiled.
"Do you like alcohol?" Calypso asked with a smirk.
"I can drink," was Lance's response, returning her smirk.
"Well buck yeah, let's go find a mini bar or something," she laughed as she stood up and headed for the door.
Lance started to follow, but turned to see Scamp still sitting in her seat. "Coming?"
Scamp took one last look out at the hills and forest, a look of peace on her face. "Yeah, I'm coming."
She stood up, stretched, and headed for the door. As she exited, she heard a sound and turned to see her mother and Mr. Bleak standing on the porch, standing side by side and waving to her.
"Be seeing you guys," she said with a smile as she stepped out and closed the door.
A lot of thought went into Part 3 and its plot points. If I do a part 4, it won't be done like this one, I'll probably release a chapter whenever I feel like writing. Going back to the way the original LTD was written, making it take longer to get to plot points so everyone can enjoy the ride.
Thank you for everyone who has followed this story over the years. It may not have been well written on my part, but I've always loved reading people's reviews and experiences with the story. It's because of all of you that I haven't deleted this story or fully abandoned this fandom.
Also, I'll leave you all on a confession: I've never read Three of Me VS School Society, or any of the stories involving Ominus. I was just really good friends with their authors back in the day.
Here’s the playlist for part 3: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/4DWAHQheptAjb19s7lAles?si=unphv0TaQ1u7yQu52kQtbA
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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Part 4 Act 1
Prologue
2 months later
"Up and at em', honey!" Twilight yelled as she walked by the bedroom door, causing Lance to groan loudly in response and flip out of bed.
"Hurry, dad! I'm starving!" Spark also yelled as he ran by the bedroom door.
"Yep yep!" Was Lance's response as he performed his morning routine and then followed the rest of his family to the kitchen.
Once in the kitchen he found his wife and two kids already at the table, eating breakfast.
"Look who's finally awake, kids," Twilight teased as she reached out with her magic and combed Lance's messy mane down.
Spark picked up a biscuit and threw it to Lance, "Heads up, dad!"
Lance caught the biscuit and took a bite, causing his two teenage kids to laugh. "Alright make way!" he yelled in an exaggerated voice as he ran around the table, ruffling their manes as he made his way to his chair.
He slammed his flank down and began to eat, shoving his son playfully. "What's the plan for today, boy?"
Spark rolled his eyes, "I'm going to go hang out with Nova at the Palace."
"Just don't get into trouble, again," Lance joked as he turned to his daughter. "What about you, Fawn?"
Fawn just shrugged, "No plans today. I'm just going to go to the Park and hang out with Jelly Beans."
"Well tell her dad to come by later, Lance and him need to clean up their mess from yesterday," Twilight said while glaring at Lance.
"Look, Greg and I didn't mean to destroy the garage." At her continued glare, he adds, "But yes, we will definitely get that done today."
"Thank you," she said with a victorious smile.
Lance takes another bite and turns to her, "Now, what are we doing today?"
Before she could answer, the kitchen door burst open and Scamp walked in, wearing combat gear and a perplexed look on her face.
"Scamp!" Lance called to her with a wave. "Good to see you! Come take a seat, we got biscuits and gravy!"
"Aunt Scamp!" the kids called out as they jumped up and ran to her, hugging her.
Scamp didn't move as she was hugged, her confused look still on her face. The kids break the hug and step back, looking at her.
"What's wrong?" Spark asked, his head cocked to the side.
Scamp blinked a few times, then sighed. "Fuck it." She walked past the kids and sat down at the only free seat left.
"It's so good to see you again, Scamp," Twilight remarked as she passed some food to Scamp, who stared at it for a long second before shrugging and devouring it with no class. Everyone stared at her awkwardly as she made a mess of the food.
"So, what brings you to my house, Scamp?" Lance asked, trying to get past the awkwardness.
She stopped her assault on the food and looked over to him, "Uh.... Stuff?"
Lance and his family seemed to accept this as an answer.
"Yeah...." She looked at each of them before resting her eyes on Twilight, who just smiled back. "I killed you in my timeline."
This caused her and the kids to stare at her blankly before laughing loudly.
"Oh you kidder!" Twilight laughed as she wiped a tear from her eyes.
"Aunt Scamp is the best at jokes!" Spark laughed loudly.
"I love Aunt Scamp!" Fawn basically yelled.
Scamp slammed her hoof into her face, looking exhausted. "Fuck I can't do this anymore." She looks to Lance, who was just smiling awkwardly while looking at his family. "Lance, this shit isn't real."
"Uh, what?" Lance asked, looking at her with raised eyebrows.
She cast her hoof around the room, "This all looks right to you?" She then pointed at his smiling family, who's smiles only grew as she did so. "Does THIS look right to you?"
He looked between her and his family, not seeing her meaning. "Uh, I guess it does?"
With a heavy sigh she stood up and walked behind Spark, "Lance, you are under the spell of the wizard we are fighting. You should have been able to break out on your own, but here we are."
Lance stares at her before chuckling and reaching over and taking Twilight's hoof, "I think the stress has finally gotten to her."
Scamp just facehoofs again, insulting him under her breath.
"I love Aunt Scamp!" Fawn yelled again.
"Lance, snap out of it. It's so damn simple; just realize this is an illusion and bang, done deal." She leans on the table between the kids, "Or we have to cause you emotional trauma to snap you out of it. I'd really like to avoid doing that, so please, help me out here."
Twilight uses her magic to lift up a biscuit and stick it in her mouth. "Just take a seat, Scamp. You're clearly having PTSD from your time in your dimension."
Scamp snapped her head at Twilight, eye twitching.
"Scamp," Lance warned.
"I love Aunt Scamp!" Fawn yelled again, hooves shooting up in excitement and happiness.
"Oh that’s enough of that!" Scamp snapped as she raised her hoof and shot Fawn in the side of her head, causing her to fall out of her seat.
"FAWN!" Lance and Twilight yell as they jump over the table to her.
"Scamp?!?!" Lance yelled while turning to her, only to see her giving him a look that seemed to ask 'seriously?'.
Without another word, she turned her hoof and shot Spark out of his chair as well.
"SPARK! NO!" Twilight screamed as she flew over the table, but a third shot dropped her as well, causing her to fly over the table and slam face first into a wall.
Lance seemed to break as he fell to his knees among his dead family, staring up at Scamp with an incredulous stare.
"Well? Is that enough trauma?" she asked, crossing her hooves as she stared back at him.
A few moments passed before Lance's eyes seemed to unglaze, and he looked around with a new mindset.
"Huh," he slowly stood up. "I really am not good with mind altering spells."
"Really? I couldn't tell," Scamp replied with a sigh as she lifted her helmet visor and rubbed her temple. "I broke out of mine almost instantly. You've been here for like two minutes, but that's like a week in your mind. Did none of this seem off to you?"
Lance looked a bit sheepish as he realized just how off everyone had been acting, he just never put two and two together. Then he frowned, "Did you really have to literally kill my family, right in front of me?"
Scamp just rolled her eyes, "Don't be a baby. It's not like they're really your family."
"Did you have to smile when you shot Twilight?" he asked, recalling her smiling widely as she shot his wife.
"Eh, no comment," she started to fade away. "Now wake the fuck up, we got a wizard to stomp."
Lance just blinked as she disappeared. He took one last look at his dead family and shuddered. Might be fake, but watching them die while thinking they were real was a bit much for him.
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Lance groaned as he sat up from the stone floor, rubbing his head.
"Little help!" Scamp yelled to him as she danced around a man in a flowing robe, shooting magical missiles and lighting from his hands at her.
It took a moment for Lance to come to reality, but when he did he jumped up to his hooves. "Coming!" His body flashed as he transformed into his Holy Dawn form and dashed towards the dueling pair.
"Why won't you stand still, little pony creature?!" the wizard yelled as he continued to try and hit the agile mare.
Scamp dodged and weaved around his magical attacks, firing her pistol or rifle at him, only for him to block her shots with magic. She'd teleport near him to attack, but he'd just counter her by also teleporting. Stopping time didn't seem to work as he'd just counter by stopping time as well. A stalemate.
With a whoosh, Lance came out of nowhere and slammed head first into the old wizard, sending him flying across the room and slamming into a wall with a loud thud and crack. As he hit the ground, parts of the stone wall fell around him, showing how hard he hit the wall.
"Get some," Lance remarked, striking a pose.
"Nice hit," Scamp said as she appeared at his side, giving him an amused look.
"Damn straight," he stepped towards the downed wizard and struck another heroic pose, "Had enough, evil wizard?"
He received no response from the wizard, who remained on the ground where he landed.
"Eh," Lance moves closer and resumes his heroic pose. "I said, had enough, evil wizard?"
Again, no response came.
"Hey bro, you good?" Lance asked as he deflated and stared at the prone wizard.
Scamp teleported next to the wizard and leaned down, checking on him. "Huh, he's dead."
"What?!" Lance asked in shock. "But I only knocked him out of the way?! Anyone can get up from a hit like that! Plus he's like the ultimate wizard of this world, more powerful than anyone we've come across when it comes to magical prowess!"
"Yeah," she replied slowly as she rolled him onto his back, "but he was just an old frail man. I think any kind of physical damage would have done him in."
Lance fell to his flank, dumbfounded, "But, I didn't want to kill him..."
Scamp appeared next to him and patted his shoulder as she walked by. "Buck up, champ. Killing bad guys is cool."
As she walked away, he muttered, "Killing in general is bad."
He stood up and looked at the dead wizard, shaking his head. At least this world would finally be free, thanks to them.
"Come on, Lance. Let's go let Princess Slut know we killed the big bad wizard," Scamp called from the doorway to the chamber.
"Don't call her Princess Slut!" Lance scolded as he ran after her. "Her name is Princess Slobodanka."
"And she has like fifty lovers that I've seen so far," she remarked with a wave of her hoof. "So, Princess Slut fits her pretty well in my opinion."
Lance just sighed, "Just don't call her that to her face. We're the hero's of this world now."
"That depends on if she's appreciative or a dick," she said with a sweet innocent smile.
He could only shake his head with a smile at this.
ooo000<^>000ooo
"Again, I'm so sorry," Lance apologized as he walked backwards out of the throne room, a huge crowd glaring at him. "She's just tired after fighting the evil wizard."
He stepped out and the door slammed in his face. With a sigh he turned to Scamp, who stood there with a grin on her face.
"Couldn't help yourself?" he asked, not able to not smile back at her.
Scamp held up her hooves, "she fondled three different men while thanking us. It just slipped out."
Lance started to say something, but a hologram of Ominus suddenly appeared next to them.
"I need you guys to finish up playing in that world, I found one of our friends."
"On our way," Scamp replied, getting a nod from Ominus as he disappeared.
"We're not 'playing in this world'," Lance muttered, "We were saving them from a great evil while he was searching for our friends."
Scamp shrugged, "I haven't taken any of this very seriously, to be honest. I was just helping them while we waited for Ominus to find one of the Bronies."
"Doesn't matter, what we did in this dimension has saved millions from slavery and torment," Lance said a bit to heroically.
"Yeah, but I don't think this world's inhabitants were really worth saving," she commented, tapping a button on her built in PDA in her right leg, causing a portal to appear near them.
"Everyone is worth saving," Lance countered.
"They eat babies born with deformities, and they do math wrong. Four plus four is not four. I don't even get the logic of this world," she rolled her eyes and jumped through the portal.
"Doing math wrong isn't a reason to..." he stopped halfway through the portal, eyes wide. "Wait?! Did you say they eat babies?!"
"Yep, I just didn't know how to tell you. You just seemed so happy when interacting with the citizens," Scamp said over her shoulder. "Besides, why do you think I never ate anything they gave us?"
"Oh God!" Lance gasped as he quickly jumped into the portal, wanting to leave that world behind for good.
Scamp only laughed as she opened the door to the portal room and stepped out. "Damn, I love multidimensional adventures!"
Part 4 will be longer than part 3 was, but the draw back will be that I’ll just be writing chapters when I have the urge. So I’m not going to promise fast chapters or any kind of upload schedule.
I honestly just want to write and see where their adventures take them.
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Discord,Main 6,Original Character,Princess Celestia,Princess Luna,Human,Adventure,Comedy,Drama,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Death,Gore,Profanity,Sex,Violence
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Living The Dream
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When the world ends, a young man gets a chance to relive his life in the world of Equestria.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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2022-10-12T04:47:11+00:00
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2022-10-12T04:47:10+00:00
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chapter 1
I stepped into the command center where Ominus and the others stood around floating icons. Ominus turned to face me as I entered.
“Ah, there you are, is Lance with you?” He asked, going back to working on the icons around him.
“Yeah, he’s dealing with some inner turmoil at the moment,” I joked as I looked over my shoulder at Lance as he trudged along, staring at his hands.
“I didn’t actually eat a baby… Did I?” he asked in a desperate voice.
I roll my eyes and remove my helmet, shaking out my mane. I shouldn’t mess with him, for now. “Nah, I checked the food they provided us. You didn’t eat any human babies.”
He exhaled in relief, “Thank God.” It took him a second before his eyes widened, “Wait, why did you make a point of saying human babies?! Did I eat some kind of babies?!”
“So, you found one of the Bronies?” I asked as we stepped up with the others, ignoring Lance’s panicked question.
“Well, I actually found all of them,” Ominus replied, not sounding very pleased like I thought he would be at such a revelation.
“That’s awesome!” Lance exclaimed, not taking notice of Ominus’s displeased look.
I eyed him and the icons around him, “What’s wrong?”
“Isn’t this a good thing?” Lance asked as he looked between us.
A frown appeared on my face, as I didn’t like this at all. Ominus, from what I know of him, is usually very sure of himself and not worried about anything. But right now he looks like I did when I’d have to give bad news to families.
“Normally, yes, it would be a great thing, but,” he turns to the many icons around him and begins clicking through them. “The Watcher isn’t going to be playing the long game on this one. Right as I started to zone in on one of our friends, he suddenly pulled them all. It wasn’t hard to actually locate them after that, because he put them all in the same place.”
“So what’s the problem?” Greg asked, taking a puff of a blunt. “Let’s get in there and get ‘em.”
“The problem,” Ominus started as he opened a menu. “Is that he brought them to the one place I’m not able to travel to. The Eternal Plains.”
“Why can’t you go there?” I asked, watching him work through the icons with ease.
He chuckles nervously as he raises a hand with a shrug, “I’m banned for going against the Ultimate Authority Dimension.” At our questioning looks, he continues. “First off, the Ultimate Authority Dimension, UAD, is basically the ones in charge of all life.”
“You mean God?!” Lance asked, clapping his hands together excitedly.
“No,” Ominus deadpanned. “They definitely are not God, but they are ‘gods’ in the sense of the word. Like a step below the big man himself. But they live up to their name, that’s for sure. They have complete control of all reality and all life. Simply put, they created everything you see and all life in every reality.”
“That makes them God,” Lance retorted with a frown. “I’ve met God, many times, and he’s a pretty chill dude.”
Ominus couldn’t help but laugh, “They were created by the big man, and given some of his powers. They then used those powers to create their own life to control, and that’s just how its been since the beginning. As for me being banned, I’ve kinda meddled in their business one too many times, and I’m on a final strike basis with them.”
“So,” Calypso asked, leaning towards some of the icons. “What are the Eternal Plains?”
“An interesting place,” Ominus assured as he smiled a bit to himself. “The simplest way to explain it is that there are two halves of reality. The wild dimensions, and the civilized dimensions. The wild ones can be categorized as what you consider fictional universes, while the civilized ones are like the one you’re from.
“The Eternal Plains,” he continues, “are all of the civilized dimensions combined into one. Existing on a single endless expansion, hence why it's called the Eternal PLAINS. The UAD combined all of them a few thousand years ago, and have been watching over them while the wild dimensions have been left alone to continue as they please.”
“If all civilized dimensions were combined, and we are from one, then why weren’t we living in this Eternal Plains place?” Lance asked, a valid question.
“I don’t have an answer to that,” Ominus admitted. “It wasn’t just yours, there were a few others that weren’t integrated into them. There doesn’t seem to be any rhyme or reason to why though.” He stops working on the icons, seeming to be pleased with whatever he was looking at. “You guys should have been there, to be honest, but for whatever reason your dimension was excluded. Calypso and Scamp, however, are from a wild dimension, so they’ve been exactly where they were supposed to be.”
“So, the Bronies are on this Eternal Plains place?” I asked, getting back to the original topic.
“Yes,” Ominus said with a nod, stroking his goatee. “The Watcher, unlike me, is allowed here. His domain is somewhere on the plains, but I’d never be able to find it. Unless,” he smiles at the group, “we play his game against him. We’re going to stick to the original plan, hunting for our friends while also watching for clues leading back to him. He’ll have to reveal himself somewhat each time he wants to check on his bait.
“So, while you guys are saving our friends, I’ll be here, watching for him to make a move. I don’t know how long it’ll take, but I know I’ll be able to back track him to his domain where his true form lives.”
“Wait, his true form?” Lance asked, cocking his head. “Wasn’t the stone form I saw him?”
Ominus shook his head, “No, that’s his Judge of Life form. That’s the form he takes when he plays god, but in reality, he’s very similar to me. Just instead of helping others and fighting for good, he travels the dimensions stealing life and whatever else he wants. While also playing up his Judge of Life fantasy.”
“What’s his true form then?” I asked, surprised by this revelation.
“I actually do not know, he never leaves the Eternal Plains in his true form. But that doesn’t matter right now, because we need to go over a few key points of the plains if I’m going to send any of you there.”
I nod, running my hooves through my messy main. I need to get out of this gear and bathe, soon.
“First up, all life has a single soul that makes up their being, as you already know.” An image of a cyan colored blob appeared in front of them. “This is your soul. On the Eternal Plains, every single living thing uses their souls for everything. To fight, to buy things, and even to create things. Right now, you can’t access your soul, as I don’t have the ability to grant you those abilities.”
He pressed an icon and an assortment of weapons appeared on the screen. “I highly recommend you find a Soul Smith and get a Soul Weapon created. It’ll be a weapon that fits you completely and will even be a part of you.” The images disappeared and were replaced with an animation of a man holding a cyan blob. “You’ll also have to find someone to unlock your soul so you can gain your own Soul abilities. Like your own personal super powers in layman terms.”
“Oh that’s bad ass,” Greg said in awe, a smile on his face.
“The Soul abilities you’ll gain will be personal to you, so I can’t even imagine what you’ll get. But, I do have bad news,” he turns to Greg and Shadow Breeze. “You two aren’t going, it’ll be too dangerous for you.”
Shadow Breeze shook his head in disapprovement, “No, we need to go. We can handle ourselves.”
“Yeah, I was the reason we were able to kill the Queen,” Greg adde, very clearly unhappy with this turn of events.
Ominus didn’t react to their protest. “It’s not going to happen. Lance and Scamp will be the ones to go. Calypso will be staying here with me just in case there’s an emergency and I can send her in to help.”
I looked at Calypso, who seemed surprised at this, but she gave a nod in agreement.
“I’d prefer it this way, guys,” Lance interjected, patting Greg on the shoulder. “I don’t want you two to get hurt.”
“I can handle myself!” Greg snapped, his calm demeanor falling apart as he stared Lance down. The two squared up, but Lance shook his head.
“No, it’s final.”
Greg took a step back, “You can never see me as anyone other than the dumb stoner that just coasts through everything.” He crossed his arms, a disappointed look on his face. “I went to rehab, I got better, I got my shit together. But you always dismiss me when I try to offer help or suggestions.”
“You’re currently smoking a blunt,” Lance said coldly.
I personally think Greg and Shadow Breeze should come with us, they’ve proven they can handle themselves. But with the way Lance is acting, I’m not so sure about voicing that opinion right at this moment.
Greg facepalmed, seeming to give up. “I relapsed to save you, dumbass. Otherwise I wouldn’t have touched the shit. I want to stop right now, but I can’t. We have too much going on.”
“Excuses,” Lance shook his head. “Any reason to get high, huh?”
“You know what?” Greg said with a sigh as he turned to leave the room, waving over his shoulder at them. “I’m done. Good luck, guys.”
Lance watched him leave, then sighed. “Don’t mind him guys, he’s just high.”
I stared at Lance, realizing that despite him being a good man, he held certain biases against his friends. I don’t know how I feel about that.
“Greg was a great help in saving you,” Calypso said in a strict tone.
“I’m sure he was, but I can’t worry about saving our friends and also him at the same time.” Lance nods to Ominus, “Continue.”
Ominus sighed, shaking his head. “The Eternal Plains are endless, with no end in any direction. So there are teleport stations all over the plains. Those are what I’ll be using to get you in, and you’ll be using them to get to our friends when I can locate them.”
“So, our plan is to teleport to one of these stations that are near them, then just walk around till we find them?” I asked, focusing on the mission at hand.
“It’s the best I can do,” Ominus said with a shrug. “You can take your time. If we get into a hurry down there, we’ll make mistakes. We need to stay under the Watcher’s radar till we find one of our friends and reveal ourselves. If all goes according to plan, we’ll find him before he finds us. If he tracks me down first, then he’ll be able to take his time in dealing with us. We can not let that happen.
“Do not go down there and cause a big scene, do not mention the Watcher, and definitely do not follow any clues you see that could lead to him. They’ll more than likely be traps set up by him.”
He looked at me and Lance, eyes lingering on Lance before sighing again. “Go get some rest you two, I’m going to get everything ready.”
Lance only nodded in response as he turned and walked out of the room, followed by Calypso and Shadow Breeze. I started to follow, but Ominus reached out and held me back.
“Hold on, Scamp, I need to speak with you.”
I give him a strange look as I stop and turn to face him, “Everything okay?”
He looks me over and checks my right foreleg and wing, “How’s the new appendages holding up?”
My leg stretched out and flexed, “It’s doing pretty well. It’s still a bit weird having body parts made of living mechanical flesh, but ya know, I’m used to it now.”
“Good, good…” he frowns, getting serious. “I need you to look after Lance while you’re in the Eternal Plains. He’s a good guy, and despite what we just saw, he loves his friends and will do anything for them. He’ll even do anything to help or save random people. I need you to get him on track, and not get himself killed. You’ve been traveling with him for the past two months, so you already know how he can be”
I can’t help but chuckle at this, as I’d seen my fair share of how dumbly selfless he can be. “I’ll watch after him, don’t worry.”
Ominus smiles as he nods and walks back to the floating icons. “Get some rest, Scamp. You two will have a lot of work ahead of you over the coming months.”
I didn’t need to be told twice as I turned and left for my room. As I walked down the hallway, I passed Greg’s room, where I saw him staring at his hands while sitting on his bed.
“You good?” I ask, stopping to check on him.
He didn't look up at me as he replied. “I’m good. I just thought he’d finally see past my old self after all we’ve done.”
“Sometimes,” I say, leaning on the door frame. “The opinions we form of others aren’t easily changed. Lance may never be able to see past your past, but he still loves you and just wants you to be safe.”
“Yeah, I know,” he lays back on the bed, lifting a blunt to his lips, “Call me selfish, but I want to be taken seriously by my friends, not be looked at as the idiot stoner.”
A frown graced my face. I’m not even sure how to help him with this situation. This is more of a Calypso kind of problem, she knows just what to say in moments like this.
“I suggest talking this through with Calypso,” I suggested, slowly walking backwards out of the room.
“Okay,” was his only response.
With an awkward smile I backed all the way out the door and then continued down the hall to my room. I need to get out of this gear and shower, badly.
As I neared my room, I saw Lance enter his own room, looking just as tired as I felt.
My room, and bed, greeted me as I entered my room. I stripped my gear off as I headed for the shower, sighing loudly.
“This shit just gets better and better.”
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Discord,Main 6,Original Character,Princess Celestia,Princess Luna,Human,Adventure,Comedy,Drama,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Death,Gore,Profanity,Sex,Violence
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Living The Dream
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When the world ends, a young man gets a chance to relive his life in the world of Equestria.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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2022-10-12T19:34:33+00:00
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2022-12-14T19:28:53+00:00
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Chapter 2
I adjusted my new clothing as I looked myself over in the mirror, the zip up jacket actually looking quite nice on me. The two tones of blue adding to the look; the upper legs and hood being a darker blue than the rest of the jacket that extends down past my flank.
The baggy grey pants really helped by allowing me to still be able to use my full range of movement. There was only one part of the whole ensemble that I wasn’t so sure about.
Ominus said we’d have to dress for both combat but also to blend in. He called it the Assassin’s Creed approach, whatever that means.
So he’s replaced my helmet and visor with a simple mask.
I guess simple isn’t the right word, as it can do everything my helmet could do, and more. Plus it attached to my face with some kind of magic so no straps.
The mask itself was grey with green predatorial eyes in deep black sockets. Two little green horns adorn the top of the mask above the eyes; Ominus called them Oni horns. The mask extended down into almost a beak that would cover my snout.
Overall it looked somewhat like an owl's face.
I place the mask on my left shoulder, where it locks into place. Very convenient.
I do final adjustments, making sure the pistol on my left foreleg was attached properly, as well as the retractable talons on my right leg.
“Perfect,” I muttered, jumping a few times and flaring my wings, pleased with the fit of everything.
Happy with everything I teleport to the door and step out. I step up to Lance’s door and bang on it.
“I’m almost done!” Came his response as the sound of crashing could be heard from his room, followed by cursing.
A chuckle escaped my lips as I shook my head. He may be older than me by a wide margin, but boy did he act like a teenager sometimes.
The door opened and he stepped out in his pony form, striking a pose. “How do I look? Pretty cool? Badass?”
A brown trench coat adorns his body, covering most of it. The high collar coming up to his jawline. He even had on a cowboy hat with a blue bandana around his neck, and a pair of ridiculous goggles with red lenses hung around his neck.
“Ominus is messing with you, isn’t he?” I asked, slapping the brim of the hat down, covering his face.
“No?” He asked in confusion as he fixed the hat. “I picked these clothes out myself.”
“Ah,” I spin around and start heading for the command center, a large smile plastered on my face.
“Why?! Is something wrong with them? Do I look stupid!?” He asked as he ran to catch up to me.
I just smiled wider as he stared at me for an answer.
“I can’t tell when you’re joking with me or being serious,” he said with a frown.
“Don’t worry about it,” I slug his shoulder with my wing.
“I will worry about it,” Lance muttered as we entered the command center.
Ominus stood before a portal, looking nervous. “I have to admit, I do not like sending you two down there. A lot can happen. And dying there is not the same as dying out here.”
“How?” Lance asked, raising an eyebrow.
“Since they operate on a Soul system, where they use souls for everything, if you die you don’t go to an afterlife. You just become a part of a weapon or used as currency. It’s basically a continuous existence where you are aware of everything happening but can’t do anything other than exist.” He looked at our now horrified looks. “I mean, it’s super simple! Don’t die.”
“Very simple,” I mocked, shaking my head. Dying has never scared me, as I had an idea of what happens to us. But now knowing for a fact the outcome of us dying in this new world has me a bit worried. “What should we do when we arrive?”
He gave a nod as he gestured to the portal. “You two will be appearing by a teleport station, no one will think you’re out of place, nor will anyone care. Wild dimension denizens will make their way to the Eternal Plains one way or another, so you don’t need to hide that fact about yourselves.
“Once there, you should start by talking to someone at one of the larger shops about where to get Soul weapons and to have your Soul abilities unlocked. I can’t help you there, I’m afraid. The only good news is while on the plains everyone can understand each other, so there’s no need to worry about language barriers.”
“Sounds easy to me,” Lance commented, tipping his cowboy hat dramatically.
“It’s not, but I believe in you two.” He walked over and placed a hand on each of our shoulders. “Please, be careful. If you get in trouble call me, I’ll send in Calypso as close to you as I can. But refrain from contacting me as each time you do, it could give us away to the Watcher.” He squeezes our shoulders then walks back to the portal, “When you find one of our friends, place one of the beacons on them and I’ll instantly beam them back here, then I’ll start the hunt for the Watcher.”
“Gotcha,” I said, giving him a salute, which just caused him to chuckle.
“Good luck you two.”
Lance and I stepped towards the portal, with him going in first.
“Scamp,” Ominus said before I entered, causing me to turn to him. “If things start to get dangerous, use the beacons on yourselves. Just know, anyone I pull out with the beacon will be banned from returning to the plains, so only use it in a life or death situation.”
“Thank you, Ominus,” I said with a smile.
“You can call me Nathan,” he said with a content smile on his face.
I give a bow as I back into the portal, entering the Eternal Plains.
ooo000<^>000ooo
I’m not sure what I expected, but the world before me was beyond my imagination. We were on a grassy hill with an endless city around us, stretching far into the distance in all directions.
“I thought it’d be just plains,” Lance said aloud, voicing my own thoughts.
“New arrivals?” A large bear looking creature said as he stood up from where he’d been laying against a building, presumably the teleporting hub.
“Yep! We’re new to the Eternal Plains!” Lance announced freely, much to my annoyance. I’d rather not be so forthcoming with that kind of info.
“Ah, so wildlings? Perfect! I’m the official tour guide of the Plains!” He said joyfully, shaking Lance’s hoof with his large bear claws.
“We’re damn lucky then to appear at the right teleport gate then!” Lance replied in a joyful voice, much to the creature's delight.
“Names Lembak,” he said with a toothy grin.
“Lance Greenfield!” He then gestures to me, “this is Scamp.”
“Nice to meet you, Scampy,” Lembak said with such charm I wanted to barf.
“Yeah,” was the only response I gave as I pulled up my hood, eyes locked with his.
“Eh…” he rubbed the back of his head, appearing uncomfortable under my stare. “Right, tour guiding! Since you both are new then you’ll need somewhere to stay. I know of such a place.”
“No,” I cut him off. “We don’t need a place to stay. What we need are weapons and information about Souls.”
He stared back at me dumbfounded before collecting himself, “say, what are you two doing here if you don’t mind me asking? You seem to know more than most newcomers.”
“Oh, we’re here too…” Lance began to say.
“Lance,” I snap, catching them both off guard as I step between them and stare up at the bear-like creature. “We’re here on business, our business.”
He frowned deeply, but didn’t ask any further questions.
“So mister ‘tour guide’,” I started, the sarcasm at mentioning his title almost dripping from my mouth. “Guide us. Where is the nearest place that deals in Souls?”
His frown deepened, but he relented with a sigh, “go down this hill by following the path. Walk till you see a building labeled ‘Hemps Emporium’. He’ll be the guy you want to talk to.”
I narrow my eyes at him, causing him to look away from us. I then break my cold stare and smile. “Thank you, Lembak.” With a twirl and a flick of my tail, I start down the hill.
“I’m so sorry about her, she’s a bit rough around the edges,” Lance apologized for me, causing me to roll my eyes.
He ran to catch up with me, “You don’t have to be so rude, you know.” A frown was on his face, “I think it’s best if I handle all conversations going forward.”
“Look,” I said carefully, trying not to snap on him. “That guy is a conman, I don’t know his angle, but he’s definitely not a ‘tour guide’.”
“But he seemed so nice, I’m sure you’re just reading too deeply into him,” Lance countered.
A sigh escaped my lips as I turned to him, “You’re a good man, Lance. Maybe too good. I respect you, but I need you to take a step back, pull your head out of your ass and try seeing the world for what it is. Not what you want it to be.”
I may have been a bit harsh, as his ears lowered slightly as he looked ahead, chewing on his lip. Finally, he asked, “If you don’t trust him, why are we going where he said to go?”
“We’re not,” I said with a smirk. “I ain’t going anywhere near the place he suggested. We’re going to look elsewhere for the stuff we need.”
Lance didn’t look pleased with that. “I’d rather we not wander aimlessly. But okay.”
There we go, I was afraid he’d argue for us to do it his way.
We traveled down the street, creatures of all kinds walking around us. Surprisingly, I was seeing more human like creatures than anything else.
“What about there?” Lance asked, pointing down a long street where a sign was clearly visible. ‘Monsieur Crane’s Soul Service’.
“Perfect place to start,” I said in agreement and turned to head that way.
It didn’t take us long to weave through the crowd before we were at the building under the sign. Despite the sign being massive and impressive, the building in question was small and quaint.
I pushed open the door and we stepped into the building. There wasn’t much in the way of product or decor, just a simple room with weird objects locked away in cases, and a single table near the back.
“Coming, my friends!” A voice called out in a weird accent. After a moment a strange creature stepped out of a back room and threw open its four arms. “Ah welcome! Welcome to Monsieur Crane’s Soul Service! The finest in the Plains!”
I took this creature in, not able to gauge him very well. His slender body, long neck and jovial smile not giving anything away.
“Are you able to help us unlock our Soul abilities and make soul weapons?” Lance asked, just jumping straight to the point.
The creature laughed as he stepped up to the table and took a seat in a large pillow covered chair, “oh no no no, I’m simply the guide to those peoples! I can help with information and even point you towards required materials, but that’s it! That’s more than enough, yes?”
I eye him carefully as I step up before him and plant my hooves on his table. He reacted by smiling and placing two of his hands behind his head.
“What do you charge?” I asked, causing him to chuckle lightly while holding his other two hands up.
“My fees are rather cheap, despite the amazing services I provide,” he smiled back at me calmly, holding my gaze.
Lance stepped up beside me. “We are new here, so we actually don’t have anything like Souls or things like that.”
“Wildlings?” He asked in surprise, clapping his hands together. “Oh wonderful! It’s been so long since I’ve had the pleasure of meeting others from outside the Plains!”
He jumped up and spread his hands wide. “In that case, you are in luck! I am a collector of stories, with a deep interest in stories from beyond the Plains! I’ll take those as payment in your cases!”
“So you want us to tell you stories?” I asked, dumb struck at the idea.
He waved a finger at me, “‘Not simply tell, I want to experience them! I have a device that can copy memories. If you use it and copy some memories to it, I’ll take that as payment.”
I frowned deeply at this. I did not like the idea of handing over my own memories to this guy. Or anyone for that matter.
“Deal,” Lance announced, causing me to facehoof.
“Excellent! Tell me what you want and I’ll tell you the price!” The creature probably named Crane said in glee, almost dancing in place.
My frown remained as I made our request. “We need to unlock our Soul abilities, how do we?”
“So simple! I’ll only need a happy memory for that kind of information.” He stepped away and retrieved a device. Placing it before Lance, he held up a strange hat-like device attached to the main device.
“Uh, just put that on?” Lance asked, not even questioning any of this.
“Yes yes! Once on, it will take you into your mind. Once there you can just simply pick a happy memory for me! Any will do as long as it’s got a story attached to it!”
“Okay?” Lance put on the helmet. His eyes glazed over and he slammed face first onto the table, slumping to the ground.
I glared at the creature, who only smiled awkwardly back at me. “Ehhh, he was supposed to wait and lay down. Standing up while using produces those kinds of results.”
“Yeah,” I say, still glaring. “Don’t worry, it’s on brand for him.”
Lance groaned as he slowly stood up, removing the helmet and rubbing his face. “There, I let you have a copy of when my son was born. That thing hurts your face apparently when using it though.”
“No, you slammed your face into the table by misusing the device,” I tease, a coy smile on my face.
“Huh,” was his only response.
“Oh wonderful, wonderful!” Crane exclaimed as he reviewed a screen on the device. He sits back down into his extravagant chair, smiling up at the two.
“Unlocking your Soul abilities is actually quite simple. The materials however, not so simple to get.”
“Go on,” I pressed, my displeasure not very well hidden.
He started twirling his fingers about, acting carefree. “To unlock your Soul abilities, you will need a Soul Mystic, and a very special living gem covered in etchings of an unknown language. Very rare, and only can be used a few times before being depleted.”
I nodded along, writing notes into my PDA. “And where can we find one of these gems?”
Crane clapped his four hands together, “lucky you, I actually know the location of one of these gems. I just need another happy memory and it’s yours!”
“Lance pay the man,” I say over my PDA as I keep tapping away at it with my wing tips.
Lance groaned as he grabbed the helmet and put it back on.
“Lay down first,” I reminded, but the sound of him slamming into the table again just caused me to sigh.
After a few moments, he came back too and stood up, rubbing his snout. “Ugh, yeah, I gave you a memory of me meeting my wife. Damn that hurts!”
“It doesn’t hurt those who use it properly,” Crane commented, smiling at the screen.
“Ah yes yes,” he finally says. “So I have the teleport hubs tag you’ll need, and the location of the gems once you arrive. Only bad news; You won’t be the only ones looking for it. Other relic hunters and the like will be there. Very nasty business getting put up against them. But if you are fast and agile, I know you can score the win before them!”
Crane gave four thumbs up, only getting frowns from the two of us.
“Great,” I sighed as I held out my PDA attached to my foreleg. “Put the info into this.”
“Ah little fun computer,” Crane chuckled as he reached out with two hands and tapped away at the screen. “There. The tag ID and directions to the general location. Courtesy of Monsieur Crane!”
I looked at the info he’d typed into my PDA, frowning. “Those are some very basic directions.” The directions literally just say ‘walk west down hill, enter labyrinth, find gem!’.
“I pride myself on keeping things simple!” He replies with a wide smile.
“Okay, what about the Soul weapons?” Lance questioned.
Crane only shook his head, his smile never breaking. “Those are more complicated. Soul abilities first, then we talk about Soul armament’s.”
“Uh-Huh, thanks,” I said slowly, still not able to gauge this guys motives.
“You have been a great help, Monsieur Crane. We will be back soon!” Lance said happily holding out his hoof for a shake.
Crane leaned forward and shook his hoof with all four of his hands, “Yes! I look forward to living the memories you’ve given me! I wish you the safest of travels and luck, my new friends!”
I rolled my eyes as I stepped out of the shop and waited for Lance.
He came out smiling happily, “I really like this guy.”
“Yeah, I will too if this info turns out to lead anywhere.” I examined the picture of the gem that just pinged up onto my screen. It was just a simple looking ruby with cyan lines etched all over it in strange designs.
“I trust him,” Lance announced as we walked for the teleport hub.
“You trust everyone,” I remarked back, smirking.
“Not everyone and you know it,” he pouted, knowing I was right.
As we neared the hill, I saw Lembak sitting by the building. Once he saw us approaching he got up and quickly started walking away, looking like we’d caught him doing something he shouldn’t be doing.
“We’ll see you later, Lembak!” Lance called after him, waving when he stopped and looked back at us.
“You can count on it, Lemy,” I said with a single wave, causing him to get back to retreating from us.
“I rest my case,” I said as I stepped towards the front doors of the large tower-like building.
“What case?” Lance asked, seeming to forget our previous conversation about him trusting everyone. “Scamp, what case?!”
I could only laugh as I pushed open the doors and step inside the teleport hub.
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Living The Dream
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When the world ends, a young man gets a chance to relive his life in the world of Equestria.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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2023-06-24T04:33:35+00:00
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Chapter 3
The inside of the teleport hub was actually very basic looking. A blank cylinder shaped room that extended high into the sky, with a simple button in the center of the room.
“I expected more,” Lance said in disappointment as he entered behind me.
Taking a quick look around, I took a step up to the button in the middle of the room and pressed it. The entire room suddenly blinked away, leaving us standing in a dark blue void, with what looked to be stars all around us.
“Uhhh, what do we do now?” Lance asked, looking just as confused as I felt.
“Location ID or desired destination?” A loud but sweet female voice asked from all around us.
I blinked a few times before bringing up my PDA. I read off the long string of numbers, letters, and symbols. Not sure if that’s what I was supposed to do.
The voice stayed quiet for a moment before the whole room shifted to a light green color.
“Location reached. Thank you.”
“No thank you!” Lance called out, but received no response.
Behind us a door appeared as the room faded back to white.
We looked around, frowning.
“Did we even move?” Lance looked skeptical.
Instead of answering him, I walked for the door and stepped outside. A barren land greeted me.
“Oh, we definitely moved.”
We stepped outside and looked around; there was nothing in sight in any direction. Except for, of course, a single building made of stone not too far away from the hill.
“Well that’s obviously the Labyrinth,” Lance stated, heading for the building.
It didn’t take us long to reach the lone building, which was barely bigger than a small shack.
“So this is a labyrinth,” Lance said, sounding unimpressed.
I rolled my eyes as he missed the obvious. With a bit of a heave, I pushed open the door revealing a descending stairwell that seemed to go down forever.
“Oh,” was his only response to seeing the deep stairwell. “I really don’t like this.”
“Yeah, but we’re going in,” I all but commanded as I put on my mask and started walking downward.
Behind me, Lance groaned as he cursed and followed me down.
Thirty minutes passed before we came to the end of the stairwell. I expected darkness, but light seemed to immanent out of the stone walls around us, keeping the area nicely lit.
Before us lay at least twenty different passages, leading who knows where.
“Oh God, what if we get lost?!” Lance panicked.
I just rolled my eyes and held up my PDA. “This bad boy has auto mapping. We aren’t getting lost down here, trust me.”
The map on the screen slowly grew, revealing more and more of the area around us, showing dead ends and what could be drop offs.
“That thing is cheating,” Lance commented with a relieved grin. “Ominus is the best at gift giving, that’s for sure.”
I only nodded in agreement as I followed the many tunnels on the PDA with my eyes. Finally, I found one that looked promising.
“This way,” I led us down the rows of tunnels till we came to the desired one and began heading down it.
ooo000<^>000ooo
“Fuck how long is this going to take?” Lance asked at the eight hour mark of walking the labyrinth, sweat running down his face.
I sighed, according to my PDA’s map we still had what appeared to be an endless expansion of tunnels around us. “Just keep walking, we’ll make camp later to rest.”
ooo000<^>000ooo
Next day
With a heave I threw my sleeping bag filled with camping gear back into the mini pocket dimension Ominus gave us for storage. I turned to Lance who looked like he’d lost hope.
“Come on, Lance. Chin up,” I said in a forced cheerful voice as I walked by him and hauled him to his hooves.
“This could take a long time to find this gem, not to mention the walk out,” he said with his ears flat to his head.
I slugged him in the shoulder a bit too roughly, “we’ll worry about that later, little baby.”
He frowned, “I’m not a baby, I’m a grown man.”
“Of course you are,” I smirked, getting him to at least smile.
His mood seemed to improve as he started walking down the tunnel, “well! Back to it!”
ooo000<^>000ooo
Three days later
I turned the corner, keeping a steady pace. Checking my map I then turned down another passage. I pushed forward, shifting the weight on my back.
“So many turns,” Lance groaned from his position slung across my back, hooves scraping the ground every other step I took.
“Stop complaining, you’re not the one carrying a BIG baby around,” I snapped, irritated that he wasn’t in good enough shape to walk for days on end.
He didn’t seem to have it in himself to retort, just went back to staring at the ground as I walked us down the next bland passage.
At the next corner I turned and came to a sudden stop, eyes wide in surprise.
About thirty feet away just coming out of another tunnel was a man, who looked just as surprised to see me.
I started to say something to him, but he immediately charged at me, drawing a short axe with a cyan colored blade.
My eyes shot open in surprise as I bounced Lance up into the air, much to his loud protest, and bucked him back down the passage we’d just come from.
The man took a swing for me with such ferocity that I saw the muscles on his arms basically explode in size.
Just as the blade came near me, I teleported behind him, my retractable talons flashing as I swung them across the back of his head.
Despite all his raw power that he clearly had, he was slow. His body crumpled to the floor with a thud.
I flicked the blood from my talons and retracted them.
“Uh, that was easy,” I mumbled as I looked at his short handled axe, watching in confusion as the blade slowly dulled from cyan to grey. I reached down to pick it up, and the whole thing crumbled in my grasp.
“What?” Was the only reaction I could have to the sight of the weapon disintegrating before me.
“Jesus! Who is he?” Lance asked as he walked up to me, rubbing his side where I had bucked him.
“Probably someone like us, looking for that gem,” I said as I started going through his pockets, using my wings to dig deep and pull everything out.
“We’re looting the dead now?” Lance asked in a disapproving tone.
I just rolled my eyes as I moved to his bag and dumped it out. There was just junk, food, smoke bombs, and… you gotta be kidding me.
“Is that the damn gem?!” Lance asked, falling to his knees before the ruby covered in cyan etchings.
I was both relieved and annoyed by this; if we’d missed this man then we would have never found the gem.
It was right then I noticed he already had a deep gash on his side, fresh. That didn’t come from me.
My ears perked at the sound of running footsteps approaching us. I picked up the gem and tossed it into the pocket dimension and turned to face the tunnel the footsteps emitted from.
“Back up, Lance,” I commanded in a low voice as I lowered into a fighting stance.
Moments later a woman came sprinting out of the passage. She slid to a stop as she saw us and the dead man.
Her eyes narrowed as she seemed to take it all in, not reacting just yet.
I took the moment to look her over. Unlike the man, who was nothing but muscle and crudely dressed, this woman was lean and dressed like a punk. Her pants seemed to sit low as her boxers sat above her belt line. She had her hair tied up in a ponytail that seemed to barely be enough to hold her hair up. On her hip was a sword that resembled a chokuto, a little music note charm dangling from the pommel.
All in all? I can take her.
The two of us stared at each other, neither moving a muscle as we tried to gauge the other.
Lance must of moved, because at the sound of something scraping the floor, the two of us exploded into action.
She moved incredibly fast as I almost lost my head as her cyan blade left its sheath with such speed that it was at my neck by time I was able to react.
I teleported behind her, going for the same attack I’d used on the man. But to my immense surprise, she had already spun to meet me as I appeared behind her. With ease she deflected my talons, her sword starting to cut into my hoof as I flashed away.
I reappeared at her side, swiping her legs. She only stumbled a bit as she twisted her body in a strange way, going for another strike with her blade.
Time stopped as I watched the blade tip slowly inch towards my face. Even with time stopped, she was still moving!
My talons flashed as I went for a swipe at her midsection, but her hand, slowed down but still quick, slapped down and knocked my hoof down, throwing me off balance.
Time resumed as the blade tip shot past my face, cutting my left ear down the middle.
With a hiss I flashed a few feet away from her, but she twisted like an agile snake and followed after me. I slowed time, but it did nothing as her speed this time seemed barely affected. As her sword swung for me, I went to block it with my talons.
To my horror her blade cut through my talons like they didn’t exist and continued towards my face.
Luckily I was able to teleport away just as the edge reached my chin.
I stumbled as I appeared fifteen feet behind where I’d just been.
This woman is on a whole other level!
A sudden force, like telekinesis, pulled at me, sending me flying back towards her. I teleported away, but every time I did the same thing would happen.
It felt like something was attached to me and yanking me around!
As I was again pulled towards her, I twisted in mid air, righting myself and firing three bullets from my pistol at her. To my continued amazement she deflected each shot with her sword.
That most definitely is not fair!
Instead of teleporting away like I had been doing, I teleported back then suddenly forward, appearing in front of her, seeming to finally catch her by surprise.
My talons might have been ruined but I still had my hooves!
As I appeared in front of her, my front hoof slammed heavily into her face, sending her backwards. I snapped up my pistol and fired a few rounds after her.
She just deflected them again as she stumbled back and regained her footing.
I teleported back before she could retaliate.
“Wait!” Lance suddenly yelled, flying in between us in his Holy Dawn form. “Let’s all just stop and talk for a minute!”
I frowned at him, was he trying to get killed? This woman was a monster in battle!
The woman returned her sword to its sheath and stood up straight, placing her sword hand on her hip. She worked her jaw with the other.
I took her lead, still being weary of her as her speed meant she could still draw and use that sword before we could react, and stood up straight.
Lance looked between us and sighed in relief. “Good, we don’t need to fight.” He turned to the woman. “We found the gem on that man over there. We’re willing to give it to you after we use it to get our soul abilities. Okay?”
I facehoofed, he really was an idiot.
The woman looked at both of us, then shook her head. “It’s called Ego.” She crossed her arms, her eyes still narrowed. “Why make an offer like that?”
“Because,” Lance said, stepping towards her, smiling, “there’s no reason to fight. We can split it. We use two to get our, eh, Ego abilities, and you can have it after. It should have at least one use left in it.”
“Just Ego.” The woman shakes her head, “I don’t think you exactly understand the item you have.”
Lance chuckled sheepishly, “yeah you’re right, we don’t. We’re not from this place. I’m from an Earth dimension, and she’s from a fictional dimension.”
I frowned deeply at this, not wanting to just give away this kind of information. Especially to someone I was just fighting!
This revelation caused the woman’s narrowed gaze to relax. “I see.” She then looked to me. “You’re pretty skilled, for a horse.” I could feel a slight jab hidden in her words.
“Yeah, you too,” I responded, snorting and spitting a glob of mucus onto the ground.
She frowned at my actions, as I intended.
“Guys, let’s just keep it civil,” Lance said carefully, sensing the tension between myself and the woman. He holds out a hood to her, smiling, “Lance Greenfield.”
The woman stares at him for a long moment before reaching out and shaking his hoof, “Bronwyn Pendragon.”
At her stare, I frowned, eyes glaring at her behind my mask. “Scamp.”
“Now that we’ve been introduced,” Bronwyn began, stepping back from Lance. “Nicely hand over the Ego Ruby. I will not let you grossly misuse it.”
“Not happening, sister,” I say calmly, blading my hind legs slightly, lowering back into a fighting stance.
She seemed to want to say something, but instead flashed past Lance, and instantly appeared before me. She didn’t teleport, she’s just moving very fast!
Her sword was already moving towards my neck, but I anticipated this. Time slowed down as I barely dodged her strike and head butted her stomach. I then instantly clamped down on her leg with my teeth, biting till I felt blood in my mouth.
Suddenly a loud boom filled the room, followed by Bronwyn being thrown away from me. I stared blankly as I realized Lance had just punched her away.
He suddenly spun on one hind leg and slammed his other back leg into my face, sending me flying backwards in the same fashion as the woman.
“ENOUGH!” He bellowed, three voices mixed into one. This caused me to stop what I was doing and stare at him. Bronwyn did the same, staring at him in shock.
Lance was in a form I’d never seen before; it was similar to his Angel form, but he had an angry glow around his body, and horns on his head. More devil than angel, but both at the same time.
“We are going to stop fucking fighting and talk!” He roared, slamming his hooves into the ground.
Bronwyn and I looked at each other, both seeming to weigh our options.
“Let’s talk than,” Bronwyn said as she held up her hand as her sword, which had been knocked out of her grasp, flew to her. She caught it and returned it to its sheath.
I sigh and nod in agreement as I fully stand up, removing my mask and putting it back on my shoulder.
Lance exhaled heavily as he returned to his normal self. “Good. Now what do you mean you won’t let us misuse the gem?”
Bronwyn eyed him, seeming to look for his angle. “That ‘gem’ is an Ego Ruby. It’s filled with unique souls of very powerful beings. They’re meant to be used as keys to enter locked dimensions.” She scoffed, “but to use them to just gain Ego? That’s a ridiculous waste of life and potential.”
“But,” Lance started, looking confused, “Monsieur Crane said if we got this ‘Ego Ruby’ then we’d be able to have a mystic give us the abilities.”
She just stared at him blankly, “I have no idea who that is, but they’re either misleading you or are just a fool. Either way, there’s simpler ways to have your Ego released without having to go to one of those wacko mystics.”
Lance thought this over, and looked at me. I just sighed, shrugging at him.
He nodded like I’d just answered a question I didn’t know he asked. “Here’s the deal; we’ll give you the ruby if you help us unlock our Ego.”
Damned trusting idiot.
Bronwyn seemed annoyed at this, but she relented, holding her hands up. “You have a deal, pony boy.”
“Sweet!” Lance held out his wing to me expectantly.
I thought about refusing, but his innocently pleading eyes broke me. “Fine,” I pulled the Ego Ruby from the pocket dimension and tossed it to him.
He caught it and walked over to Bronwyn, holding it out to her.
She seemed a bit taken aback by all this, but nonetheless she took the Ruby and flicked it away into a different looking pocket dimension.
Lance smiled then turned to me, “plot a course out of here, Scamp! We have a couple days walk ahead of us!”
“Or,” Bronwyn injected, holding up three rune covered sticks, “we can use my Return charms, and instantly move to the exit.”
“That’s a thing here?!” Lance asked in excitement, clearly happy he didn’t have to walk all the way back.
She just shook her head as she handed one to Lance and tossed mine towards me. I caught it with my wing, the two of us eying each other.
We definitely were not going to get along.
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Discord,Main 6,Original Character,Princess Celestia,Princess Luna,Human,Adventure,Comedy,Drama,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Death,Gore,Profanity,Sex,Violence
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Living The Dream
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When the world ends, a young man gets a chance to relive his life in the world of Equestria.
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incomplete
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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mature
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2022-10-15T15:50:35+00:00
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2022-10-16T17:34:51+00:00
| 333 |
Chapter 4
We all appeared right at the door that lead down into the labyrinth, much to Lance’s excitement as he started kissing the ground dramatically.
“Oh the outside! I’m never walking that much again!”
Bronwyn and I watched him, then looked at each other. It was clear neither of us liked the other.
“Where too?” Lance asked as he stood up and turned to her, pulling his goggles up.
The tall slender woman looked between us before nodding her head. “Follow me.”
She led us back up the hill to the teleport hub.
Once inside she hit the button, and pulled out some kind of paper. I expected her to read it, but she just tossed it into the air, where it burst into flames.
“Location reached,” the female voice said aloud as the room changed back to white.
At my questioning look, she sighed. “Flash ID tags. They store location data making it easier to travel to them.”
“Ah,” I mouthed as she led us out the door and into a desert location. A much smaller, but still massive, city lay before us.
“I’m going to take you to a friend of mine, then you’re on your own,” she didn’t look at us as she said this.
“Perfect,” I replied, shaking out my wings with a loud ruffle, much to Bronwyn’s annoyance.
We all walked in silence for a moment before she looked to Lance, who was walking next to her, “you said you were from an Earth dimension? If so, why are you a Pegasus?”
The fact she called him the correct terms, but used horse on me, irritated me greatly.
“Long, long story,” Lance laughed. “I actually wrote it all down right here in my book!” He pulled his book from his pocket dimension and hoofed it to her.
My eyes and nostrils flared as I watched her take the book and start reading it.
After a few pages, only glancing up to walk around obstacles, she gave a nod and looked at him. “Your grammar is absolutely terrible.” At his sheepish grin, she continued, “but I get the picture.”
She seemed to be thinking about something, looking slightly conflicted. “You know,” she began, looking to have made up her mind, “I have some friends who are also from an Earth dimension. Just not a recent one.”
“What do you mean a recent one?” Lance asked, obviously finding her very interesting.
Bronwyn grinned at this, “There are a lot of concepts that are well beyond your understanding. For one, I’m well over two cycle’s old.” At his very confused look, she laughed. “I told you, concepts well beyond you. Let’s just say I’ve been around a long time.”
“Whoa, so you’re immortal?” At her nod, he points to me, “so is she!”
“What?” Both Bronwyn and I asked in shock and surprise.
“Yeah duh,” he said, like I should already know this. But when he turned to see my confused face, he continued, “You’re Mr. Bleak’s kid, and both his son and grandson were immortal. So obviously that makes you immortal.”
I don’t think my eyes or mouth could open any wider as I stared at him. I hadn’t even thought of that! Me? An immortal? Just fuck, I have no idea how to feel about that.
Bronwyn just stared at me before saying, “welcome to the club, it only gets worse from here.”
“I…” I shook my head, trying to clear my thoughts. “Just, couldn’t you have dropped that on me earlier?!”
“I thought you knew,” Lance said with a shrug of his wings.
“Shit, Lance,” I groaned, facehoofing. It’s not like I want to die, but living forever unless I’m killed? I’m starting to hate the idea of it.
“Changing subjects,” Bronwyn suddenly said, keeping her head forward as we walked. “Why are you two here in the Plains?”
“Oh, we’re here to save some of our friends who were stolen by this being called the Watcher,” Lance freely said. I was too preoccupied with my own mental problems to be annoyed this time.
Bronwyn came to a stop, causing me to walk face first into her.
“This Watcher, what exactly is he?” She asked carefully.
Lance pointed to the book she still held, “it’s in the book, the last chapter.”
She flips the book open and goes to the end. She reads it, slowly flipping pages. Her face slowly shifted to a look of discomfort.
“I know this Watcher,” she suddenly said, causing Lance to stand up straight and flutter a bit.
“You do!?” He asked with a wide smile.
“Unfortunately,” she said, tossing the book back to Lance. “He’s the partner of one of my greatest enemies. The two of them have been thorns in my side since before I became… immortal.” She seemed to want to use another word other than immortal.
“So you know where he is?” Lance asked hopefully.
“No,” was her response, deflating Lance’s mood instantly. “But I’ve been looking for him and Lorenzo since I arrived on these plains.” She looked at the two of us. “I’m sorry to say your odds of finding the Watcher are far below zero.”
“Actually,” Lance started, seeming to be a bit smug, “We have a friend named Ominus who’s helping us look for our friends. So I think our chances are a lot higher.”
“Ominus?” She asked, looking completely dumbfounded. “Nathan the Traveler?!”
“You know him?” Lance asked, his smugness reaching new levels.
“Of course I know him,” she said with a frown. “My duties caused us to cross paths many times, but he was usually the cause of the problems I was coming to fix.”
“Wait, are you a traveler like Ominus?” I asked despite myself.
Her mood seemed to darken as she addressed me, “no, I am not. I am, was, an Enforcer of the Central Dimension before the Ultimate Authority Dimension made themselves known and brought about the Eternal Plains.”
Enforcer? Just having that title made me dislike her even more.
She looked back to Lance, her mood softening. “What’s his plan?”
“Well,” Lance began, ignoring my waves to get him to shut up, “each of our friends are spread out on the plains, and when either he or we locate one of them, we’ll rescue them. When we do, the Watcher will try and track us back to Ominus. But Ominus plans to do the same, and is confident he’ll be able to beat the Watcher at tracking.”
I was dumbfounded, but not surprised, this dumbass just told our entire plan to this strange woman!
“That’s actually a very good plan,” she said with an approving nod. “Of course I wouldn’t expect anything less from Nathan.”
She went quiet as she walked ahead a bit, looking to be deep in thought.
I teleported next to Lance and glared into the side of his face.
It took him a moment to realize I was there, and when he turned to see my glare, he winced. “You okay, Scamp?”
“You know when they say don’t meet your heroes?” I ask, my glare only intensifying. At his slow nod, I continued, “you are the example they should give.”
I look ahead and pick up my pace, flicking my tail into his face as I pass.
He was silent for a moment before coming to his senses. “Wait? Are you mad at me?! What’d I do?!”
I didn’t respond, just followed after Bronwyn, not pleased with this situation at all.
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“That bitch,” I muttered while looking at my split ear in the mirror. Part of my ear still stuck up as it should, but the other half hung limp.
“Great,” I sighed and stepped out of the bathroom, walking back to where Bronwyn and Lance sat at a table.
I returned to my seat, using my wing to mess with my messed up ear.
“Is your friend supposed to meet us here or something?” Lance asked.
“He’s on his way,” Bronwyn answered, sitting with her arms crossed and leaning back on her chair. She still seemed to be deep in thought.
Glancing around, I noticed people and creatures were all clearing out slowly. “Is everyone leaving for a reason?”
“They don’t like the energy I’m giving off,” she replied in an uninterested tone.
I frown at her, “and what does that mean?”
Her eyes flicked to me, a slight smirk appearing on her face. “You’ll know when you unlock your Ego.”
“This is all so cool,” Lance commented, looking more and more excited with each passing minute.
The displeasure I felt having to play nice with this woman was intense. I’ve never had to make nice with someone I’ve had a fight with. They’re usually dead or arrested. It’s much simpler that way.
“There he is,” Bronwyn suddenly said as she stood up and walked across the now empty room to a man who had just stepped inside.
Lance and I followed her, with me being weary of the situation and Lance not able to hide his excitement.
“This them?” The man asked, looking us over.
“It is,” Bronwyn stated, pulling an item out and handing it to him.
The man looked it over and smiled a toothy grin, “that’s more generous than you normally are. Even giving me a tip? So kind, turning a new leaf, hm?”
“Do it and then be gone,” Bronwyn said with a flick of her wrist.
“Oh sure sure, right on it,” the man stepped up to us and slapped his hands together. He leaned his head forward and spoke into his hands in a strange tone.
After a moment, he reached out for us, his hands glowing a deep cyan. I leaned away at first, but seeing Lance all but jump into the man’s hand, letting him place his hand on his head, I relented. The man placed his hand on my head, and at first I felt nothing.
Then, the world seemed to brighten, become sharper. A serious chill ran through my body, followed by what felt like all my muscles relaxing then tensing.
The man stepped back, bowed, and disappeared in a bright flash.
“What the hell did he do?” I asked, feeling nothing different about myself now that he wasn’t here.
But looking at Bronwyn, I instantly knew something was different.
Cyan colored tendrils seemed to reach out of her body and grab onto random objects around us, even one on both Lance and me.
“You see it now,” she said with a smirk. “My Ego.”
I looked to Lance, who looked on in awe. His body was emitting a light blue glow, and so was mine when I looked at my hoof.
“That’s it? Say a few words and our Ego is unlocked?” I asked in disbelief.
“Now you see why I said it was a gross misuse of the Ego Ruby,” she replied, a bit mocking.
“What’s my Ego do?!” Lance asked, hopping from hoof to hoof.
She looked to him, “the only way to find out is through the use of a spell. Luckily, that spell is sold for cheap at most low end shops.” Reaching into her pocket dimension she pulled out two cubes, tossing one to each of us. “Go ahead and activate those, they’ll let you know the basics of your Ego.”
I looked over the cube, not really sure how to activate it.
“Squeeze it,” Bronwyn said with a sigh.
With both front hooves, I squeezed the hard cube. It suddenly started glowing a deep yellow, seeming to absorb the glow from my hooves.
It grew brighter till it finally split open, symbol’s floating up in front of me. I could not read these symbols.
Sensing my incomprehension, Bronwyn rolled her eyes. “You need to learn this. It says you can attach your Ego to others and disable their own Ego, and that you can also absorb and store Ego inside of yourself. Congratulations, a useful set of abilities.” Her tone was flat while speaking, showing no emotion.
“What about me!?” Lance all but begged.
She looked at his symbols and nodded in approval, “it looks like you can make cards using excess Ego and use them in any way you want. The effects of each card seems to be up to you and the Ego used to make them, but you can only have thirty in a deck at a time. Huh, that has potential to be an amazing ability!”
Lance actually let out a squeal of delight at this. “I get to be a duelist!”
Bronwyn’s normally emotionless expression softened into a smile, “You’re lucky, some receive an Ego that is pointless, and has little value for combat.”
“Thank you, Bronwyn,” Lance said happily as the two bumped fist to hoof.
I blinked at the pair getting along, and realized something. I was a background character! Just another group member of Lance’s party. Now that’s some bullshit right there.
“I’ve been doing some internal reflection,” Bronwyn suddenly said, getting our attention. “If you’ll have me, Lance, I’d like to accompany you. If you’re going after the Watcher, then you’ll need my help. He’s one of the many I am searching for, so marking him off my list will be a great help.”
Before I could voice my opinion, Lance smiled widely. “Welcome aboard, Ms. Pendragon!”
“Fuck,” I mutter.
“So how do I use my Ego?!” He asked, bouncing again.
Bronwyn rubbed her chin, “To use Ego, you’ll need to have excess stored inside of you. You’ll need to use a Ego weapon to slay foes to steal their soul. Or use Ego Jars. The best method is using your Ego weapon, so we’ll need to get you yours.”
Lance shook his head with a frown, “Well I don’t want to kill others just to get my powers.”
“You’ll have to,” Bronwyn replied simply. “Your Ego will require a lot of Ego just to work.”
“I could just use the Ego Jars,” Lance thought aloud, looking displeased.
She just shook her head at him, “You could, but they’re not that effective, and the Souls trapped inside of them are usually weak ones.” A sigh escaped her lips as she looked at me. “If you are against killing, Lance, then she can just transfer some of her Ego to you since she doesn’t seem to care about life like you do.”
I stared blankly back at her, eye twitching. That was an unnecessary jab.
“You’re right!” Lance said in agreement. “That solves that problem, so how do we get our Ego weapons?”
“I know of a Soul Smith. But we’ll need to obtain the metal you’ll use for your weapons.” She turned, waving for Lance to follow her.
As she and Lance stepped out of the building, I bucked my back leg back, shattering the table behind me.
“Hey!” the owner yelled from across the room.
I ignore him as I trot out the door, following the conversing pair.
“Each person is attuned to a different kind of metal,” Bronwyn said, Lance flying next to her. “There’s an endless mine we can head to, it’s a special place that has every single type of ore to ever exist in any dimension. You will need to pick the one that speaks to you.”
“How will I know?” Lance asked, rolling midair.
“Trust me,” she said with a smile, “You’ll know.”
Great, they’re getting along.
I reach up with my wing, flicking my torn ear with a frown. Reluctantly, I took to the air and caught up with them.
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When the world ends, a young man gets a chance to relive his life in the world of Equestria.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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2024-07-04T09:40:34+00:00
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Chapter 5
I groaned as we walked past what must have been the hundredth ore deposit, not a single one ‘speaking’ to Lance or me. Trudging along behind the other two, who were talking about Lance’s past, I narrowed my eyes. I kick a rock, causing it to fly past the two and hit a wall..
Bronwyn turned to look at me, clearly annoyed at my actions. She raised an eyebrow, stopping in her tracks. I stopped as well, staring at her suspiciously.
“That’s not normal,” she muttered, staring right at me.
“What?” I asked, raising a hoof in confusion.
“Your Ego,” she started, looking me over. “It’s changing.”
When she didn’t elaborate, I sigh. “What do you mean?”
“The Ego that was infused into you to unlock your Ego is fading, your own replaces it over time. But your soul is… different.”
Lance looked at me in awe, “What’s that mean for her? Is it good or bad?”
Bronwyn stared at me for a moment longer before looking to Lance. “The normal color of Ego is Cyan. But hers,” her eyes shift back to mine, “is starting to become darker.”
“Huh,” Lance said with a cock of his head. “It's starting to look like Luna’s mane.”
I look at my hoof and see the glow around me had changed from the light cyan color to a dark indigo with little white sparkles mixed in. Like the night sky.
“Well,” Bronwyn says in a fake tone. “Aren’t you full of surprises, little horse.”
“Why don’t you let me show you some of my surprises,” I reply in a low voice, staring straight into her eyes.
Lance held up his hooves. “Hey guys, let’s stay on topic please.”
Both Bronwyn and I sigh, relenting.
“So, what does it mean for my Ego to be this color?” I ask, at least wanting to know that much.
She shrugged, “It could mean a lot of things, but to be honest, it usually just means you have damage to your soul.”
“... Wonderful.” That would be my luck. Wonder what it was that damaged my soul?
“But we need to get back to searching, we could be here a while,” she said, waving for us to follow. Then she stopped, turning to me with a frown. “If your soul is that color, then there is a possibility I know which metal you’re attune to.”
My suspicious look didn’t drop as she then led us down another passage.
We walked for a few hours, with Lance answering any and all questions she threw his way. She was very interested in his time before the Watcher showed up, actually laughing loudly at some of his stories.
If she had an angle, I couldn’t see it. I want her to try and betray us, that way I can deal with her and we can move on with our mission in peace.
“Try this,” she finally says over her shoulder to me. She steps aside and I see a strange ore deposit. It looked exactly like my aura; the night sky dotted with stars. “Starry Night, also known as Deep Space. It's a metal that only appears in a single dimension. I’ve never seen anyone who could use it, so give it a go.”
I frown as I step past her and up to the large ore deposit. At first, I thought nothing would happen. But as I neared, my aura began to almost reach out for it.
“That one…” a voice that sounded vaguely like my own echoed in my mind.
“Eh,” I said awkwardly, watching as my aura spread out around the ore. “I think I heard a voice in my head just now.”
“Yep, that’s your metal then,” Bronwyn said, trying to sound unimpressed, but a hint of amazement shown through.
“That’s badass looking,” Lance said with a wide smile.
I looked the ore deposit over, unsure of how we’d cut any of it away. “How do we…”
A series of blue blurs hit the ore as a chunk fell away. I glance to my side at Bronwyn in annoyance as she sheathed her sword.
“There you go,” she said with a large smirk.
“Yeah,” I walked over and lifted the ore, my aura seeming to absorb into it. It felt like it weighed barely anything.
“Wow, let me see that,” Lance said as he stepped up, holding out a hoof.
I reached out and let him take it, but the moment he tried to lift it from my hoof, he couldn’t. He looked at it in confusion and grabbed it with both hooves, straining as he tried to use his whole body to lift it from my hoof.
“What the hell?! How are you holding something so damn heavy?!” He asked in astonishment.
“It’s not even heavy?” I looked at him in confusion. Is he messing with me?
Bronwyn stepped up, her smirk still there. “It’s attuned to her soul already. That’s the wonder of Ego weapons; they are completely connected to their owner, and refuse anyone else who tries to wield them. Right now, that ore will be attuned to her until she steps away from it. Once it's infused fully with her soul by a smith, then it’ll become a real Ego weapon.”
I stared at the chunk of ore in awe, amazed that something like this could exist.
“Ooo! Then let’s go find mine now!” Lance started hovering in place, looking to be about to explode in excitement.
“I actually may have an idea for you as well,” she said, walking forward. “If you’re an Angel, then there's a few ore’s I know of that may fit you.”
As the two of them walked away, I stayed staring at the ore that looked like the night sky, mesmerized by the swirling pattern of the metal. It took a moment, but I tore my eyes from the strange ore and threw it into my pocket dimension. I galloped to catch up to the others.
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“Okay, try that one,” Bronwyn said with a frown as Lance ran to another ore deposit, the twelfth one so far.
“Nothing,” he yelled back to her, looking panicked as he desperately wanted to find his special metal.
“Hm,” she rubbed her chin. “That was the last Holy kind of ore I know of. I thought for sure it would have been one of them.”
Lance didn’t look like he was anywhere near ready to give up as he turned to us, “Well, let’s keep trying!”
With a sharp nod, Bronwyn spun on her heels and headed for a different tunnel. “We can try a few different places.”
As Lance walked towards where we’d been sitting, he stopped and looked right at me. Eyes wide.
I blinked back at him, not sure what he was seeing or thinking. “You good?”
“That stone you’re sitting on, Break said it's speaking to us.” Lance had an entranced look on his face as he looked at what I was sitting on.
Hopping up, I turned to look at what he was interested in, and raised an eyebrow. It looked like nothing special.
“That one?” Bronwyn asked as she came back to stand beside him. “You sure?”
“Positive,” Lance said as he stepped closer, his aura being pulled towards it.
Bronwyn just blinked, staring at the ore. She stepped forward without a word and pulled her sword, slicing a chunk off for Lance, who took the piece and held it up.
“What is this metal?” he asked in amazement.
“It’s…” She looked puzzled, “Iron.”
“What?” Lance asked, his amazement and wonder dying in an instant. “Just iron? Is it like holy iron? Or some kind of special kind?”
“Nope,” she said in disbelief. “Just simple Earth iron.”
Lance just stared at the iron ore, dejected and disappointed. “So my Ego weapon won’t be very strong, huh?”
“The type of metal doesn’t affect the durability,” Bronwyn assured. “Ego weapons are indestructible, and can only be destroyed by a vastly stronger Ego weapon, or if the user dies. The type of metal just affects its looks and some of the qualities of the weapon itself.”
She draws her sword and holds it before us, letting us finally examine it up close.
“Mine, for example, was forged from a material that the gods of my world used. It's filled with my Ego and righteousness. If my mother was to be believed, it was the same kind of material that a hero named Jack from my original world used to defeat the ultimate evil.” She twirls the sword and returns it to its sheath. “My point is, the material is usually special to you for a reason. And for some reason, iron is what you’re drawn to. Your weapon will be just as special as any other Ego weapon, so do not dread it.”
Lance didn’t look convinced, but he nodded. “Thank you, Bronwyn.”
She smiles as she pulls out three return charms, giving one to each of us.
Wasting no time, we all use the charms and appear at the entrance to the mine.
Like a young colt, Lance took off running for the teleport hub, yelling over his shoulder, “Come on, guys!”
I shook my head with a smile as he ran off. Then I looked at Bronwyn, and my smile faded.
She stared back at me, also frowning.
We didn’t say anything, just stared at each other.
“I don’t like you, lady,” I finally said, voicing my opinion out loud finally and directly.
“The feeling is mutual, mule,” she replied back, putting a hand on her hip.
“You ruined my ear,” I said with a bit of a growl as I pointed at my ear with a wing tip.
She smiles back at me, “yes, I did. If it makes you feel better, I was aiming for your eye.”
“You only had the upper hand because of that sword, if you’d had a normal weapon like I did, the outcome would have been much different,” I said, glaring up at her.
She crouched down to my level, “if I recall, you were on the defensive the entire fight. Using that teleport and time stopping ability to avoid me. I don’t need a weapon to out match you.”
A smug smirk crawled onto my face, “Yeah? How’s the bite doing?” I lick my lips mockingly.
Her frown returns as she stands up, staring down at me. “If Lance hadn't stopped us, you’d be dead right now.”
“I could say the same thing to you,” I stared defiantly back up at her.
“Guys?! Come the fuck on!” Lance called from the teleport hub doorway up the hill.
The two of us stared at each other coldly, but we both turned and headed up the hill towards Lance.
Lance stopped us before we could walk past him and enter the hub. “Is everything okay between you two?”
There was a pregnant silence between us before I sighed and smiled. “Yep, all peachy.”
“All is well,” Bronwyn replied, a fake smile also on her face.
“Good!” Lance said happily as he flew around us and grabbed me around the neck with one foreleg and pulled Bronwyn down to our level, placing his other leg around her neck. He pulled all three of us into a hug. “I know we had a rough start, but I know we’ll all be best friends at the end of this journey!”
I stared daggers at Bronwyn, her eyes glaring back into mine. Lance may think we can all be friends, but neither Bronwyn or I will ever like the other. That was clear.
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“What kind of weapons will we get?” Lance asked as we entered the building that housed the Soul Smith, according to Bronwyn that is.
“That’s heavily dependent on you,” she replied, looking around the workshop for the owner. “The Soul Smith will take the ore and infuse it with half of your soul. It will then reveal to him what kind of weapon to create, and whatever is produced will be exactly what fits you.”
“Haven’t seen you in a while,” a male anthropomorphic cat said as he walked in, looking between all three of us.
Bronwyn walked over and pulled out a box, “It has been a minute, but I did bring you the materials I promised.”
The cat man grabbed the box and opened it, his whiskers raising as he smiled, “Now that’s just perfect. You’re amazing, Bronwyn.” He then looks at Lance and me. “What of them?”
“They need their Ego weapons forged, and I knew you were the best in the plains, so I’ve brought you new customers. You may thank me now.” She joked, making me shake my head.
“Paying customers?” he asked, looking at her with a skeptical look.
She pulled out a bag and tossed it to him, “I’ll be paying this time around.”
The cat man caught the bag, sniffing it. A large smile appeared on his face, “Oh, you shouldn’t have.” He then looked at the two of us. “Alright then, who’s going first?”
“Me!” Lance all but screamed as he ran forward and produced his iron ore to the cat.
The anthropomorphic cat raised an eyebrow in amusement as he took the ore, his own hands glowing as he did so. “Ah, iron. Simple and basic. The metal of the noble spirit.” He walked to a table, waving Lance over.
The feline lifted the ore onto the table and began to run his hands over the iron, seeming to absorb the leftover Ego that came from Lance. He reached out and took Lance by the hoof, pulling him closer.
A bright glow began to radiate from the two as the cat ran his free hand around the ore, muttering something.
“Ah, that’s interesting,” he finally said, the glow receding.
“What is?” Lance asked, looking starstruck.
“I know what your Ego weapon is,” the cat said, taking the ore and walking towards the back. “Stay here.”
As he disappeared through a doorway, Lance started bouncing in glee. “Ooo, I wonder what I’ll get?! Maybe a badass sword like yours?”
“Maybe,” Bronwyn replied with a thumbs up. “Whatever it is, it’ll be exactly what your soul wants.”
An hour passed, with Lance flying around in circles above us, not able to sit still.
“How long does it take?!” he asked as he passed us.
“Not long for us,” Bronwyn reassured. “Forging Ego weapons is not like normal blacksmithing. He takes the ore to a specialized dimension and uses the forges there to perform the work. It takes months, sometimes years, to forge a single Ego weapon.”
Lance’s eyes widened in horror at this, “Years?!”
She chuckles at him, “Which is why he went to a different dimension. The one he goes to does not follow the rules of time as we know it. He could be in there a thousand years, and it wouldn’t age him at all. It’s honestly very fascinating!”
“But how long till he comes out for us?!” Lance asked in a panic.
“Could be any minute now. At worst just another hour. An hour out here is two months inside there, and on average it takes three months or so to craft a Ego weapon.”
Her reassurance seemed to calm Lance, who went back to flying in circles.
True to her word, a few minutes later the cat man returned, holding a wrapped bundle.
He placed it on a table and Lance shot down next to him, staring at the bundle. “Is it ready?!”
“It is, son,” he chuckled as he unwrapped the bundle and revealed the item to Lance.
On the table sat two gauntlet style gloves, the knuckles slightly larger. They were a mix of gray and cyan.
Lance deflated, “Gloves? But I’m in my pony form, I can’t even use them!”
The cat smiled, “You don’t seem to understand how Ego weapons work. Go ahead, pick them up.”
Doing as he was told, Lance picked them up. The pair of gloves morphed before their eyes into hoof gauntlets, able to fit on his front hooves.
“Whoa!” Lance exclaimed, surprised by this.
“Ego weapons are a part of you, they’ll change form to fit you. No matter what you change into, they’ll change as well,” the cat informed him.
“What do they do though?” Lance asked, putting them on his hooves.
The feline took a stance and threw a punch into the air, “When you hit someone or something with them, they will cause you to hit much harder than you should be able to, and will absorb all the impact force into themselves. So you can punch a boulder, destroy it, and feel like you just threw a simple punch.”
Lance smiled at the gauntlets on his hooves, “That is the coolest thing I’ve ever heard.”
“Look at you, Lance,” I said with a smile, “becoming a real one hit wonder.”
He just rolled his eyes, grinning ear to ear, “Ain’t a thing that’ll wanna mess with me now.”
“You’re up, little missy,” the cat said, looking at me.
I stepped up to him, pulling out the Starry Night ore and placed it on the table.
He whistled when he saw it, “When I saw your aura, I should have known this was the metal you’d give me.”
We performed the same thing he’d done with Lance, holding my hoof as he ran his hand over the ore, muttering in a low voice.
Once he was done, he looked surprised. “Oh wow, that’s rare, very rare.”
“Huh?” I cocked my head at him, but he just took the ore and left the room.
“There’s something strange about you,” Bronwyn said with narrowed eyes. “I don’t know what, but I’ll figure it out.”
“You do that,” I said, squaring up with her.
Lance stepped between us, not paying us any attention as he held up his hooves, “Just look at these! They fit so well! Break and Dawn say that a half of each of us are these bad boys, it feels like I’m holding each of them in my hooves!”
I ignored Lance as I stared over him at Bronwyn. She stared right back. We would definitely be fighting again soon, and this time, it would be fair.
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13 hours later, next morning
“They’re finished!” the cat man called out, waking me up from my slumber on a makeshift bed on the floor.
I groaned as I sat up and looked towards him as he placed a bundle on the table, looking exhausted.
“I’ve never had to work so extensively on an Ego weapon before, but they are truly amazing!” He said as he excitedly waved me over.
As I stepped up the others were just making their way towards us.
He unwrapped the bundle to reveal many different kinds of blades and talons, all with the night sky pattern swirling across them.
“You’re a unique customer,” he said with a wide smile. “These all attach to different parts of your body, and are able to absorb into you! Able to extend and retract at will! It’s simply amazing! And they just look so beautiful!”
I reached out and touched one with my hoof. It reacted to my touch, glowing slightly, begging me to pick it up and wear it.
“Let me,” he insisted, his hands glowing as he picked them up and began to put them on me.
Four sets of talons were attached to my hooves, sinking into my skin. He then placed blades on each of my wing tips, they also sank into me naturally. Then he lifted up the strangest set of blades. They resembled dentures, with little blades where the teeth should be.
“Open,” he said.
I slowly opened my mouth and he placed the dentures into my mouth, the blades going all the way around my teeth on both the top and bottom. They retracted into my gums, but I felt no discomfort. Instead, it felt right.
“Don’t worry, Ego weapons can not harm the one whose soul resides inside them. The blades will not cut or hurt you at all, no matter what you do,” he said, looking me over.
“Let me see, Scamp,” Lance asked as he came up to me.
I smirked as all the talons and blades extended naturally, I looked at him and gave him a wide smile, the blades taking the place of my teeth.
“Jesus, you look terrifying,” he remarked, looking both amazed and scared. “I seriously pity the next person to piss you off.”
My eyes involuntarily flicked to Bronwyn, she was just smirking at me, looking me over. “Yeah, I pity that person too.”
“So elegant,” the feline commented, examining the blades that covered my wings. “You will be a ball of fury now.”
Lance laughed, “trust me, she’s always been a ball of fury.”
I retracted the talons and slugged his shoulder playfully.
“We should be going,” Bronwyn interjected. “You two need to get used to using your Ego and weapons.”
“Ooo yes!” Lance said as he turned to face her. “I’m one hundred percent down for that!”
“Yeah,” I said, retracting the rest of the blades. “I’m ready as well.”
Bronwyn eyed me, knowing exactly what I meant.
“Let’s get moving,” Lance said, already heading for the door.
“Enjoy,” the cat said, bowing as he eyed us.
“Aye,” I replied as I turned and walked for the door, flicking my tail in Bronwyn’s direction. “Let’s go, woman.”
This irked her, but she didn’t respond as she followed.
Yeah, don’t like being called things other than your name, huh?
I worked my mouth as I brought the blades back out. Oh yeah, I’m going to love these little babies!
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Discord,Main 6,Original Character,Princess Celestia,Princess Luna,Human,Adventure,Comedy,Drama,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Death,Gore,Profanity,Sex,Violence
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Living The Dream
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When the world ends, a young man gets a chance to relive his life in the world of Equestria.
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incomplete
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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Chapter 6
“Where do we start?” Lance asked, examining his gauntlets as he flew beside us.
“We’ll be starting with you two getting to know your Ego weapons and the soul inside of them,” Bronwyn stated, glancing around us as we walked.
I also looked around, cautious as always. We had teleported to a hub that was surrounded by nothing; no hills, trees, or even rocks. It was just hard flat dirt in all directions as far as the eye could see.
“Why here?” I questioned, getting side-eyed from Bronwyn.
“Privacy,” was her simple answer as she finally came to a stop, the teleport hub at least a mile away from us now.
She stepped ahead of us and turned to face us. “This entire process is very simple; you two will enter your mindscape and meet the soul inside your Ego weapon’s.”
“Why?” Lance asked, removing his goggles.
“To fully form a bond with your Ego weapon, you’ll need to meet the soul that resides within. It was created using half of your soul, so it’ll look exactly like you and be just like you in most ways.. The only difference will be personality, as they are their own separate being now and will want to create their own identity.”
“I’ve already met mine,” Lance suddenly announced, causing Bronwyn and me to look at him.
“How could you?” Bronwyn asked, looking confused.
He smiled sheepishly, “Well you see, I can already talk to my consciousness, and when I got my weapon a third one appeared in my head. So I’ve been kind of talking to him this whole time.”
At our stares, he adds, “His name is Eclipse, and he’s a pretty chill guy. Break and Dawn get along with him, not to mention he’s been appearing out here in the real world just like they can.”
“You are a very special guy,” Bronwyn said, nodding her head in approval. “You’re already way ahead of anyone else in your position.”
Her eyes darted to me as she said that. I rolled my eyes at her.
“So we can move ahead to teaching you how to use your Ego, I’ll share some of my excess Ego so you can practice.” She then looked to me, “While we’re doing that, you’ll need to go inside your mindscape and speak with your Ego weapon. I’m sure you two will have a riveting conversation.”
I chose not to engage this time. “How do I get inside my own mind?”
She rolled her eyes at me, acting like I should already know all of this. “The first time entering you’ll need to use a rune, after that you’ll be able to do it on a whim.”
Before I could ask, she tossed a small rune covered stone to me. I caught it, staring daggers at her as she and Lance walked away to train.
Shaking my head, I sat down and looked at the ruin. It only took me a few moments before I realized how to use it.
Everything started to fade away, the brown landscape being replaced by a dark void.
I blinked as I stood up, looking around. Where Lance’s mind was a blank void, mine had what looked to be stars all around me.
Turning, I jumped a bit in surprise as another pony stood not too far away from me, smiling widely at me.
“Oh shit, I didn’t mean to startle you!” the pony said, looking apologetic.
This mare did not resemble me at all. The only thing we had in common was cutie marks and eye colors. Her coat was darker, and her mane was blue with what looked to be stars floating around inside of it. To top it off, she more resembled an alicorn in body shape, and had eyeliner on. I definitely never wear make up.
“Uh, I thought Bronwyn said you’d look like me?” I questioned, stepping up to her so I was looking up at her, as she stood a head above me.
The mare smiled awkwardly and rubbed the back of her head, “Yeah, I guess if I was made of just you and only you I would.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” I said, narrowing my eyes at the mare.
She rubbed her chin with a wing tip, looking to be thinking. “How do I explain this to you?” She sat down on her flank, running a hoof through her mane. “I’ll just come out and say it. Just don’t over react, okay?”
I have a feeling I’m not going to be happy with whatever this is. “Just tell me.”
“As you know, our father is Darkest Bleak and we know of his past thanks to Lance’s book,” at my nod, she continued, “Darkest Bleak then went on to become mates with Nightmare Moon, had a kid, then lost her when she was banished to the moon. Then he went on to meet our mom, who had us. We then grew up to join the army, then the police, and finally Echo.”
“What’s the point here?” I interrupted, not following anymore.
“We then went on the operation to kill the Nightmare that had returned for the fifth time. The Queen gave us a spell that could help us kill the Nightmare, and after a long battle we were able to use the spell to finally kill it.” At my raised eyebrow, looking more annoyed than anything else, she adds. “Except we didn’t kill the Nightmare that day.”
“Yes we did, we cast the spell and it died instantly,” I said, recalling that day. “Even the Queen confirmed it was dead.”
“She lied to us,” the mare said, standing back up. “The spell she gave us did not kill the Nightmare, just split it into six parts and caused it to lay dormant.”
“Six parts?” I mouthed, starting to realize what they were saying.
“Each member of Echo had a part of the Nightmare placed inside of them, where it was supposed to slowly die. Instead, in our case, it just became a part of us.” She smiled sheepishly, seeing my wide eyes. “But don’t worry! Your soul overpowered the Nightmare long ago, leaving it on the sidelines.”
“You’re saying that I’ve been under the influence of the Nightmare for the last few years?!” I asked, things starting to make sense.
“Kinda, but only a little bit. The Nightmare is why you’ve been able to fight as well as you’ve had. It hasn’t affected our personality or anything, so we’re still the same as we’ve always been. Just in my case,” she said, gesturing to myself, “I have half of you and half of the Nightmare inside of me, so I have qualities of both.”
“That explains why my Ego is colored differently,” I muttered, frowning.
She nodded, “Yes. We’ve been mildly corrupted by the Nightmare, but thanks to our father we’ve overcome its influence and taken advantage of it. I don’t know how the rest of Echo has fared, but Calypso seems to be okay.”
“So you’re not entirely me, which is why we look so different and you don’t exactly act like me. Does that mean we can’t bond?”
She rolled her eyes and messed up my mane, “Always jumping to the worst conclusions. We can still form a bond, just as long as you can accept me as I am.”
I fixed my mane in annoyance, but let out a sigh, looking up at the tall slender pony, “So I still have part of the Nightmare in me right now?”
“Yes,” she replied simply.
“But I still have full control over my actions and thoughts? Does it not affect me?” I pressed.
“You still have full control of yourself,” She assured. “It doesn’t affect you much, just dulls your morals a bit. Which, to be fair, has really helped us out in the past. Hasn’t it?”
I thought about that. Before the operation to hunt the Nightmare, I was a bit more reserved at killing. But afterwards, I was able to get past those reservations, which saved my life on more than one occasion. Plus, it helped me in the Palace.
“I guess it has, but I’m really not sure how I feel about having part of the Nightmare inside of me. And, if you’re both me and the Nightmare, does that mean you have memories or thoughts from it?”
She sighed at this, “I do. I’m equal parts you and Nightmare. While you are more you. I’m two souls mixed together. So to be honest, I’m neither you nor Nightmare. I’m something completely different. I’m my own pony.”
“I can accept that,” I finally said, rubbing my chin. “What is your name?”
A bright smile appeared on her face, “I’m Ayla! I want us to be best friends!”
I couldn’t help but return her smile, “Well, Ayla, I’m open to being friends. Are you willing to spill the blood of our enemies?”
“Born ready!” She cheered, clapping her hooves in delightment. “Just you watch, I’ll be the best weapon you’ve ever wielded! Together, we’ll become a blender, making our enemies into protein shakes!”
I chuckle heartily, “Oh I really like you!” I hold up my hoof, and she grins as she slams hooves with me.
“We’re going to be best friends, aren’t we?!” she asked in excitement.
“Looks like it,” I wink at her, causing her to laugh happily. “Let’s get out there and get to know each other more.”
She nodded, suddenly lifting me up into a large hug, spinning us around.
As we spun everything faded away, the dirt landscape returning. I blinked a few times, the bright sun a great contrast to the dark void that is my mind.
Slowly standing up, I looked around and saw Bronwyn and Lance. They were not too far away, with Bronwyn standing on the ground watching Lance fly above her, casting all kinds of abilities around himself.
“I see you’re finally out,” Bronwyn commented as I stepped up beside her.
“Yeah,” I replied, not engaging. “How’s Lance doing?”
“He’s actually doing pretty amazing, he’s already figured out how to use his Ego. And he’s very imaginative, which helps him come up with cards for his Ego.” She seemed to be very proud of him, which only served to irk me further.
“Scamp!” Lance called out as he waved to me. “Watch this!”
He held out a hoof and a cyan colored card appeared in it. “God Flame!” A massive ball of fire flew out in front of himself. He clapped his hooves and looked back at us. “You see?!”
“I did,” I called up to him, causing him to fly in circles happily. “Does he have to yell the name of the card for it to work?” I asked, looking at Bronwyn.
“He doesn’t, but he just seems to love calling out his attacks. I’ve tried warning him that it's a bad idea for actual combat, but he just said his hero calls out his attacks and then he blasted a blue beam from his hooves. So I’m just letting him be himself.”
I nodded, “It’s best to just let him do whatever he wants, within reason.”
“How’d your meeting go?” She asked, seeming to genuinely be curious.
“It was weird, the soul inside of my Ego weapon is actually two different souls. One being me and the other being an evil being from my world.” At the sudden snap of her head as she stared at me, I add, “But I’m still in full control, and the soul inside my weapon is also the dominant soul.”
She shook her head at me, disapproving, “More and more surprise from you. What’s next? Going to find out you’re a god or something?”
“Har har,” I frown at her. “What’s your problem? Mad at the outcome of our fight? Since you were losing?”
Bronwyn took the bait and spun on me, staring down on me. “If you think you were on the winning side of that fight, then you are clearly not ready to face me.”
I smile, flicking my mane with my hoof. “I may have seemed to be losing, but that’s because you had an advantage and knowledge I did not possess at that time.”
“You think having your Ego and weapon now will make a difference? I have more experience and skills than you could ever hope to have.” At my smirk, she put her hand on her sword's sheath, pushing on the pommel with her thumb. The blade peeked out at me. “Don’t let your new toys trick you into thinking you are on my level.”
Raising my hoof up, the talons sliding out of my skin, I smile up at her. “Don’t let your overconfidence blind you into underestimating me. It’ll get you killed.”
Her sword flashed as it left its sheath and flew for my throat, but my own talons met it. I deflect her blade away and swipe at her with my wing blades, but she in turn deflected them with her sword.
With a swift movement, I teleported to her side while swinging my talons at her. She pulled her leg back and brought her sword around to block my attack. Then in one quick motion, her blade dove for my face. Instead of teleporting away, I caught the blade between the blades over my teeth.
She glared down at me as I clamped her sword between my teeth, wiggling my eyebrows up at her as my wings flared and dove towards her, blades ready to sink into her flesh.
Without warning, Lance appeared between us, a wave of energy blowing away from his body and sending Bronwyn and me away from each other.
“What is your problem?!” He yelled, flames seeming to dance around his eyes as he stared at each of us. “I thought we were getting along?! Why the hell are you two still fighting?!”
I stood up, wiping dirt from my face from where I landed. “You don’t understand, Lance. Her and I just do not mesh well together. Plus she’s an asshole.”
“Say’s the horse who started our current fight, and the first one,” Bronwyn said as she dusted herself off.
“Me? Starting it? Learn to take responsibility for your actions, miss I’ve been alive forever!” I snapped, taking a step towards her, but Lance’s flared wing blocked my path.
“I don’t care who started it, I’m going to end it!” He yelled, looking to Bronwyn. “Give me more Ego, and I’ll fix all of this right here, right now.”
She didn’t look like she wanted to go along with his plan, but he held his gaze on her. She finally sighed and pulled out a strange glowing stone like object, tossing it to Lance. He caught it and seemed to absorb Ego from it.
Sitting down on his flank, he began to hold a card in front of himself as he seemed to be putting Ego into it. He muttered, glancing at each of us as he did so, seeming to be deep in thought as he tried to craft some kind of effect into the card.
After a few minutes of Bronwyn and I taking turns staring daggers at each other and looking at Lance, he finally sighed and stood up.
“Got it,” he said as he held up the card.
“What effect did you create?” Bronwyn asked, crossing her arms.
He smirked as he walked backwards away from us. “A way that will definitely make you two get along.”
“Don’t you dare cast a spell on me that forces me into liking her!” I yelled, getting angry at the prospect of being forced by a spell to be friends with this woman.
“It’s not that kinda thing,” Lance assured, slightly calming me down. “I’m just going to send you two into a pocket dimension and keep you there till you are able to get along.”
“Whoa there, Lance, don’t even think of doing that,” Bronwyn warned, eyes wide.
“I agree with her, do not even try it,” I also warned, taking a step towards him.
He looked at me and suddenly flicked a card up into the air. It flashed as an effect was cast, but I couldn’t tell what kind. “This is for your own good!”
I went to stop time and teleport to him to stop him, but quickly realized neither of my abilities worked. That card he used must have shut them down. That’s way too overpowered! What the hell!
“Good luck!” He yelled as he threw the card forward, causing a portal to open and suck myself and Bronwyn towards it.
“You fucking bastard!” I screamed as I flew into the portal, unable to stop myself. Bronwyn flew in after me, landed on top of me.
I quickly threw her off of me and ran for the portal as it closed, with Lance standing on the other side waving. It slammed shut just as I reached it, causing me to slam into the ground and slide across the ground.
“Damn it!” I yelled as I slammed my hoof onto the ground.
“This is just great,” Bronwyn said from behind me.
Turning around, I saw she didn’t have her sword on her. Which meant I now had the advantage!
…
I couldn’t use my Ego weapons! They either won’t extend or are no longer there. Same for my pocket dimension, as I couldn’t open it. I also seemed to not be able to teleport. He must have done all this with his effect.
That is just so damn unfair!
Behind Bronwyn was a small campsite, complete with a fire in the middle. Other than that, there was nothing around us
Lance can’t be serious.
“I’m not playing along,” Bronwyn said as she walked away, towards the campsite. “He’ll pull us out eventually.”
“At least we’re on the same page,” I groan as I walk over to the campsite and take some of the supplies.
“What are you doing?” She asked, watching me gather gear and supplies.
I rolled my eyes at her, “I’m making my own camp. I’m not waiting here with you.”
“Good,” she said with a nod, falling back on a chair she’d made out of sleeping bags. “Be gone with you then.”
“Gladly,” I mutter, dragging the supplies away. “Bitch.”
Screw you, Lance. Sticking me in here with this woman. I guarantee I can outlast him. He’ll pull us out of here in a day at least, two at the most. His attention span isn’t high enough for the task he’s trying to accomplish here.
I glanced over at Bronwyn as she laid in her makeshift chair, arms behind her head, humming to herself.
Lance should have just let her leave and never told her our plans, which would have saved us a lot of trouble.
With a heave, I continue to drag my gathered supplies away.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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Chapter 7
The dart soared through the air, becoming embedded in the dart board. Another bullseye.
I sighed as I picked up another dart with my wing and performed a backflip, spinning midair, sending the dart towards the board. The dart landed on top of the one already on the board, perfectly stacking itself onto the first dart.
“Oh, yet another perfect game,” I said aloud in a fake excited voice. I went to pick up another dart, but lost motivation before throwing it.
Stepping outside into never ending sunlight, I looked around at all the structures around me. But no inspiration hit me.
It had been a few months, at least, since I’d been trapped with that woman. But luckily I was able to set up my little settlement just far enough away from her that I could just barely see her campfire. I would have gone further away, but the land is on a loop or something, no matter which way I go, I always end up back at her camp.
From what I can tell, she’s spent the majority of her time just sitting around, sometimes she’d go for a run or do some kind of training, but not much else.
I, on the other hoof, have been a little more productive. I’ve been using the infinitely replenishing supplies to build a tiny town for myself, most of the buildings are unused, as I built them out of boredom. But I did build a gym and bar, which is where I have been spending most of my time.
Plus, I think I’ve been able to improve my flexibility through months of work, so I have that going for me. So this whole thing won’t be a complete waste. I just wish I could have been training my Ego or something, but Lance didn’t allow those here. Asshole.
The only thing is, this is all so very boring! Lance has far exceeded my expectations for his willingness to wait us out. I thought he would have given in by now.
Not sure what to do next, I just head for the gym. At least I can do some more training. Again.
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The next morning (Approximately)
I stepped out of my house, staring up at the blinding sun, frowning.
After a bit of stretching, I took off on my morning jog. Morning for me at least, seeing as the sun never went down. A bit of an oversight on Lance’s part, eternal daytime may not have been the best idea.
As I jogged past the last building of my makeshift town, I broke into a full gallop, picking up speed. The wind whipping against my bare fur, as I wasn’t wearing any of my clothes today. No need for them.
While my town slowly disappeared behind me, I saw it reappear up ahead. Good ol’ endless loop.
However, for the first time during one of my runs, I saw Bronwyn out on her own, coming my way at an angle from the left. She was moving fast, just like me. We didn’t cross paths during this loop.
On the next loop, we barely missed each other. I slid to a halt, turning to look after her.
Bronwyn had done the same, staring back at me.
Our equally cold glares met each other, neither of us speaking.
This marks the first time we’ve acknowledged each other since arriving.
“Woman,” I said with a nod.
“Horse,” she replied, giving her own nod.
A moment of silence passed before I rolled my eyes and turned to face her fully. “How’s this place treating you?”
She eyed me, suspicious of my motives, but responded anyway, “Lance could have given it some variety.”
“Yeah,” I said, looking around at the bland world. “I guess he didn’t want us to get distracted.”
“You’ve seemed to be keeping busy,” she commented dryly. “With all that building and ‘singing’ you’ve been doing.”
My frown deepened, catching the way she said singing, “My singing is fine. At least I’ve been being productive. All you’ve done is lay around and work out.”
“That ‘laying around’ I’ve been doing is called mediating, but I wouldn’t expect you to understand that. Your mind seems way too busy for anything like that,” she said with a sly smirk.
I raise an eyebrow, an unamused look on my face, “Insults? That’s what we’re doing?”
“Insults? I’m only speaking the truth,” she said innocently, still smirking.
Rubbing my chin, I weigh my options. It's clear we aren’t making progress, and our personalities clash too much to just get along normally. Or hold a conversation, it seems.
“I don’t like you,” I say finally, turning her smirk into a blank stare.
“I’m not very fond of you either, horse,” she replied, crossing her arms.
I eye her up and down, “Wanna go?”
“Go now?” She asked, her emotionless face falling into a smile.
“Right now. Hooves versus fist, no holds barred. We go till one of us surrenders.” I roll my shoulders, stretching my wings out.
“That’s foolish of you,” she commented. “You’re just going to get hurt, badly.”
“You down or not?” I asked, wanting to get past all the insults and get to kicking her ass.
She began to stretch as well, looking excited. “Oh, I’m down, horse. I just don’t know why you’re so quick to get hurt.”
Rolling my eyes, I lowered into a fighting stance, waiting for her.
After a few more stretches, she lowered into a strange pose, her hands held low.
We slowly inched towards each other, watching each other's movements carefully.
I can’t see an opening, which leaves only one option.
Music began to play inside my head.
Flapping my wings hard, I shoot up above her, then dive straight for her. She reacted fast, grabbing my hoof as I aimed for her face, and slammed me hard into the ground. Without missing a beat, the moment I bounced off the hard ground I spun, my back hoof catching her chin. As her head snapped to the side, I grabbed her leg, using my wings and body weight to lift her into the air and slam her down hard behind myself.
She also didn’t miss a beat; as soon as she hit the ground, her hands shot out and grabbed my mane and a wing, yanking me down hard. With amazing grace, she rolled over on top of me, holding me down with my own leg and wing.
As she applied more and more pressure, trying to either break my appendages or choke me out, I lifted my lower body, my back legs wrapping around her waist. With a roar, I throw them back down, slamming her backwards into the ground again.
Flapping my wings, I quickly right myself and stand before her. As she quickly jumps up, I buck my back legs for her face. Her reflexes saved her as she caught both of my back hooves in her hands, she then lifted me off the ground, returning the favor as she slammed me into the ground over and over again.
While mid swing, I start flapping my wings hard, twisting my body and breaking her grasp on my hooves. As I came around, I slammed a hoof straight into her face, sending blood spraying as I broke her nose.
In the same instant, she returned the favor, her own fist slamming into my snout, shattering it as well. As I flew back, she caught my leg and pulled me back, slamming a fist into my face again.
Unluckily for her, as her fist met my face, my own hoof found hers. The two of us recoiled away from each other, holding our faces.
I stared down at the blood on my hoof, more dripping down from snout. Working my mouth, I spit out a bloody tooth.
Bronwyn worked her nose with her fingers, looking just as displeased as me.
With a ruffle of my wings, I turn back to her, lowering back into a fighting stance. Not done yet. She did the same, changing her pose.
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Six hours later
I stumbled and fell to my knees, having trouble seeing with both of my eyes swollen. I don’t know how many bones were broken in my body, but I wasn’t going to let her win. My body was exhausted, the hours-long fight being almost too much for me. My broken wings and front left leg not helping.
Bronwyn didn’t seem to be fairing much better, her body also covered in cuts, bruises, and at least one broken arm.
We both looked horrible, our swollen faces glaring at each other as we both stood back up and limped towards each other again.
Once we neared, I screamed in pain as I exploded into movement, spinning forward and tackling her to the ground. We rolled around, coming to a stop with her on top.
She gripped my mane and began slamming her fist into my face over and over again. I used my good hoof to block a few hits as I pushed against her, turning us over till I was on top. Rearing up, I slammed my entire body downward, using all my weight to slam my hoof into her face.
Unluckily for me, this caused me to fall to the side, followed by Bronwyn jumping onto me again, putting me in a choke hold.
I fought against her, but she had me in a position that I couldn’t get out of, and the pressure she was applying to my neck cut off my airway. Gasping, I reached back with my good hoof and grabbed her hair. Using everything I had left in me I stood up, with her now on my back, still choking me. I then flip forward, landing on top of her and breaking her grip on my neck.
Now, standing above her, I take the chance and jerk my head forward, clamping down on her neck with my teeth. She got a hand up on my jaw and fought to keep me from fully biting down. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t close my mouth completely, her hand preventing me from finally winning.
Suddenly, her broken arm shot up and she grabbed me by the stomach. Letting out her own gurgling roar, she slowly lifted me off the ground and threw me over herself.
I slammed into the ground, hissing in pain. Bronwyn coughed loudly as she grabbed her throat and rolled over vomiting onto the ground.
This being my only chance, I recover and jump forward, slamming my head into hers. We both fell back, the hit hurting me just as much as it hurt her.
Just to spit me, she reached out and grabbed my leg, pulling me towards herself. Despite her wounds, she began to wail on me with both her hands, the broken one not hitting as hard as the other.
I didn’t just let her wail on me unhindered, I returned just as much as she gave, my own hooves flying past her hands. We battered each other, both of us yelling as we swung our appendages into each other.
This went on till we both fell into each other, breathing heavily.
“Get, off of… me,” I gasped, weakly hitting her with a hoof.
“You’re the one… leaning on me!” she gasped back, her blood mixing with mine as she pushed me off of herself.
We both collapsed onto the ground, staring up into the sky.
“Give up?” I asked breathlessly, shielding my swollen eyes from the sun with a hoof.
“No,” was her only response as she sat up slowly, looking just as bad as me.
I groaned as I also stood up, shaking as I tried to get into a fighting stance again.
She stepped forward and kicked me in the chest. I spun with the momentum of the kick and bucked out, hitting her in the pelvis. We both again collapsed.
“How about,” I coughed, sitting up and staring at her, blood oozing from my mouth and wounds all over my body, “We take a break?”
“Giving up already?” She asked, grunting as she sat there, also leaking blood from wounds scattered across her body.
“Never,” I growled, then wincing in pain. “We’re just not making any more progress here.”
She was silent for a moment before finally responding, “That is a fair assessment. We’ll call it here, for now.”
I nod in agreement, but when I go to stand up, I find my body has given up on me completely. I remain on the ground.
“Oh? Can’t return home?” She asked in a mocking tone, but as she stood and took a step, her body seemed to also give out, and she collapsed to the ground. She rolled onto her back, looking at me with a frown. “Don’t say a word.”
For some reason, I couldn’t help but to laugh. It started as a chuckle, but it slowly ramped up into a full belly laugh, ignoring the intense pain it caused.
Bronwyn stared at me strangely, but after a few moments, she also began to laugh.
“I really did a number on you,” I say once I finally am able to stop laughing.
“Says the one who’s broken to pieces,” she says with a crooked smile.
I raise an eyebrow, rolling on my side to look at her better, “I saw you limping, and don’t think I don’t see that broken arm.”
She held up her broken arm and chuckled, “I’ll give you that one, but I did way more damage to you.”
“Pretty sure I did just as much if not more damage to you,” I countered, smirking.
Bronwyn coughed loudly as she grabbed her chest, looking uncomfortable. “I am having trouble breathing, so I GUESS you hurt me pretty good.”
I lift up one of my broken wings, shrugging, “Yeah, I guess you did do some real damage to me.”
She laid back and looked up at the sky. “I think it’ll be okay if we postpone our fight till a later date.”
Grunting, I also lay back, looking up at the bright blank sky. “I’m okay with that. To be honest, I don’t think I can continue right now.”
“Me either,” she admitted. “If you don’t mind, I think I’m going to let the pain over take me and go unconscious.”
The pain in my body seemed to flare at her words, “Yeah, I think I’m going to do the same here.”
“I’ll recover first though,” she challenged, smiling.
“You’re on,” I replied, hissing as the pain in my body seemed to get worse. It didn’t take long, I passed out from blood loss and pain.
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I gasp as I wake up, sitting up in a panic, looking around.
“Beat ya,” Bronwyn said from a few feet away from me, already sitting up and addressing her wounds.
“Barely,” I say back, deciding to look over my own wounds, just to find they’d already been treated. “Okay, you may have beat me by a little more than ‘barely’.”
She rolled her eyes as she tried to set her arm, but seemed unable to get the right angle.
“I gotcha,” I drag myself over to her and take her arm in my hooves. “Don’t scream like a bitch, alright?”
“Just do it,” she says, not looking worried.
With a loud pop and snap, I reset her arm and shoulder. To her credit, she only grunted in pain.
“You didn’t have to treat me first,” I say, sitting back on my flank, rubbing my broken leg.
“Eh, don’t think about it,” she replied, sitting down fully.
We remained silent for a few minutes, quietly looking ourselves over.
“So tell me,” Bronwyn began, looking at me, “Where’d you learn to fight? Its been a while since I’ve met someone who could keep up with me like that.”
I shrugged, “It's nothing special, I just have a lot of training from being in the army and police, but to be honest, I’m mostly self taught. Everything just seems to come naturally to me.” I then wave a hoof to her, “You?”
“Me?” she asked, chuckling, “I’ve actually been trained in many different fighting styles. Not to mention just picking things up as I go.”
“That reminds me; how old are you? You said two cycles, but I have no idea how long that is.”
She pushes some hair out of her face, thinking, “To be honest, that’s hard to explain. A cycle is the measurement of time between the beginning of time till the end of time, which is when time resets for all dimensions. That is unless you are in the Central Dimension, which never got reset.”
I couldn’t fully grasp the idea, “That would make you, what? Trillions of years old?”
“Give or take,” she replied coolly, smiling at my amazed face.
“But,” I began, not sure if I actually can believe her, “You don’t act like someone who’s that old?”
“How’s someone that old supposed to act?” She teased, but at my questioning look, she continued. “I have what's called a Sempiternal Body. I gave up my mortal body long ago when I became an Enforcer for the Central Dimension.”
“So, what is a Sempiternal Body?” I asked, all the new info starting to pile up.
“Now that’s really hard to explain,” she began, “To put it simply, it protects me from aging and the effects time would normally have on my mind and body. It preserves my personality and soul, allowing me to remain constant.”
I rub my chin, thinking, “Okay. Now tell me what this Central Dimension is.”
“Was,” she corrected. “The Central Dimension was, as the name suggests, the center of all dimensions, unchanging and ever present. It held the ruling body that oversaw all of creation and dimensions. When time would come to an end, the Central Dimension would remain in place.”
“I’m…” I rubbed the back of my head, “Not following.”
Bronwyn sighed, but nodded in understanding, “Do not worry yourself, the concept isn’t something one could fully understand in a short time.” She then leaned back, waving a hand, “But enough about me, I want to know more about you. How’d you and Lance meet? WIth him being from an Earth dimension and you a fictional one?”
I chuckled, “Oh boy, is that a long story.” At her expectant stare, I continued, “Well, it all started when I was a filly.”
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Bronwyn sat back, seeming to digest the story I’d just revealed to her.
After a moment, she smirks, “So, you ate the throat of the tyrant Queen?”
I smiled sheepishly as I rubbed the back of my head, “Yeah.”
“That’s exactly what you tried to do to me,” she rubbed her throat, causing me to chuckle nervously and nod. “That’s brutal. I love it to be honest. Do whatever it takes to win.”
“That’s what I say!” I reach out and bump her fist with my hoof.
She looked to my flank, looking at my cutie mark, “Which brings me to my next question; what's your opinion on music?”
A wide smile grew on my face, “I can’t live without it! I’m always playing music with my implant!”
“Your what?” she asked, confused.
“Oh,” I lift my right hoof and tap the cracked screen of the PDA, shifting through a few menus. “I have an implant that plays music directly inside my head, I always have something playing when not talking to someone. Like, I was playing music during our entire fight.”
“Doesn’t that distract you?” She stared at me wide eyed, seeming impressed.
I waved a hoof, “Nah, I’ve gotten so used to it. I feel it really enhances my actions and keeps me motivated.”
She leans forward, “What were you listening to during our fight?”
“So many songs!” I exclaimed, playing one through my PDA’s speakers, “But this one is my favorite. It’s a human song, called Bad Reputation! I don’t know why, but it just always hypes me up!”
The song played as she listened, nodding along to it. “I’m going to be honest, that cutie mark of yours really caught my attention when I first saw it during one of your runs. But I was a bit too blinded by bias to ask about it. I’m a big music lover! My personal room back in the Central Dimension had a library of almost every song ever created!”
“Oh that’s so badass!” I said in awe. “I would of killed to see that!”
We stared at each other for a moment before I hold out a hoof to her. “I think we need to make this official. My name is Scamp.”
She laughs and takes my hoof, shaking it, “Bronwyn Pendragon. It is a pleasure to officially meet you, Scamp.”
Without warning, a portal appeared next to us and began to violently suck us in. We both were pulled through it and landed in a pile.
I yelped in pain as I rolled off of Bronwyn, finding myself back in my clothes and gear. My injuries from the fight were also gone.
“So? Friends now?” Lance asked, smiling as he hovered above us.
“Yeah, we’re friends now,” I say as I stand up, super happy to not be in constant intense pain anymore. Those injuries would have taken months to heal, and even then, I’d never have been the same again.
“Don’t do anything like that again,” Bronwyn warned as she stood up, making sure her weapon was still there.
“I promise,” Lance replied, crossing his heart.
I looked around, “So, what did you do that entire time we were gone?”
“I didn’t have time to do anything, you’ve only been gone for like two seconds.” He said, looking very proud of himself.
Both Bronwyn and I stared up at him, dumbfounded and angry.
“Now, I know you two are mad, but it couldn’t have taken that long to become friends, right? Like an hour?” He said, waving his hooves in front of himself.
“It took MONTHS,” I snapped, flaring my wings furiously.
“And you made it always sunny!” Bronwyn yelled, pointing at him with fire in her eyes.
“Uh… oops?” He said sheepishly. At our continued glares, he pulled out a card and started to yell something. But I sent a tendril of my Ego towards him, shutting off his Ego. I’d mentally trained on how to do that, so it’s good to see I was able to put it into practice.
Lance’s card faded away, his Ego seeming to disappear. His eyes widened, but as he started to fly away, Bronwyn caught him with her own Ego. She began to slowly pull him down towards us as he fought as hard as he could to fly away.
“Wait wait wait! I’m sorry, okay?!” he yelled in panic, looking back at us as he fought to get away.
I raised a hoof and smiled slyly at him, “I’ll accept that apology after I wail on you a bit.”
Bronwyn gave a sharp nod, cracking her knuckles, “Same here.”
“Oh god!” Lance yelled. “What have I created?!”
He screamed like a little filly as he was finally pulled down to us.
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When the world ends, a young man gets a chance to relive his life in the world of Equestria.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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2022-10-20T04:56:18+00:00
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Chapter 8
“I think we’re ready to start searching for the Bronies,” I announced as I stirred the pot of food, the flames casting light into the darkness around us.
Bronwyn nodded from her seated position, messing with a small computer. “You two grasped Ego faster than most,” then she glanced my way, “and you were already very capable beforehand. So I think you’re both ready.”
Lance frowned from his prone position, rubbing a bruise on his face. After a moment, he sighed, “but now we gotta find them, and that’s going to be hard.”
I chuckle as I pour some stew into a bowl and place it by him, “come on, Lance, cheer up.”
He took his bowl, still upset, “you guys hit me, a lot.”
“You’ll be fine,” Bronwyn says as I hoof her a bowl.
I take one for myself and sit down, the three of us forming a triangle as we ate.
“So, is the music charm because you like music or something?” Lance asked as he looked at her sword, seeming to try and get a conversation going.
“You could say that,” she said, grinning at me. Then she looked back to his flank, covered by his trench coat. “What kind of cutie mark do you have?”
“Oh, eh,” he chuckles nervously as he stands and reveals his cutie mark; a crash test dummy symbol with angel wings greets us. “Kind of awkward how that little guy appeared.” At Bronwyn’s stare, he continued, “I got it when helping a friend test some tricks, and I stupidly thought ‘wow, I’m a good test dummy!’ and boom, got this. The wings appeared after I died and returned as an Angel.”
“Oh! You’re an Angel? What kind of Angel?” Bronwyn asked, taking interest in his words.
He looked a bit awkward as he covered his cutie mark. “Just a Guardian Angel for my family. I’ll be around till they’re all gone, then I’ll be returning to Heaven.”
She nodded, smiling widely, “That explains so much about you.”
Lance sat back down and went back to eating, making it obvious he wanted the subject to change.
Obliging him, she turned to me. “And how’d you get yours?”
“Oh, its really stupid,” I say, waving her off. “I just got it fighting some guys and I use to play cards a lot.”
“That’s not what you told me,” Lance suddenly said, head shooting up and staring at me.
My eyes widened as I realized I’d messed up my story, my face glowing red, “Oh, eh…”
“You lied!” Lance said, jumping up, smiling, “That means the story behind your cutie mark is embarrassing!”
“No!” I say as I stuff food into my mouth quickly.
“Oh, you have to tell us now,” Bronwyn said, rubbing her hands together in anticipation.
“Nah,” was my reply as I stared wide eyed into the fire. “I’m good.”
Lance turned away, a faint blue glow coming from his front.
“Lance, what do you think you’re doing?” I asked, my Ego slowly inching towards him.
The blue glow flashed away and he turned, smiling.
“What?” I cautiously ask, my Ego tendril hovering over his hoof.
“Oh nothing,” he said, looking down at my Ego before suddenly striking a pose. “Except a trip into the mind!”
“Wait!” I yelped, my Ego attaching to him, but I was too late as we all appeared in a familiar dark void. “Fuck…”
“Oh, hey you guys!” Ayla said excitedly from behind me as she galloped up and danced in place. “It’s awesome to get to meet you for real!”
“Whoa!” Lance said in awe, staring up at the large slender pony.
Bronwyn eyed her in amazement, “When you said different, you weren’t lying.”
I just put my face in my hooves, already knowing why we were here.
Lance got over his awe and smiled up at Ayla. “It’s nice to meet you too! I’m…”
“Lance Greenfield, A.K.A. Girokon, the writer of Living the Dream!” Ayla leaned down, face to face with him, smiling happily, “I’m Ayla! I’m your number two biggest fan, next to Scamp!”
He smiled awkwardly, “Well the book is actually called Memories… but thank you, Ayla.”
“Whoa whoa whoa! This place is nicer than your head Lance,” Break said as he appeared next to Lance. I only groaned loudly at this, not realizing they could also appear here.
“Looks like the night sky!” Dawn said excitedly as he appeared.
A third one appeared, this one must have been Lance’s Ego weapon, Eclipse. “Well bite my bum and call me Chuck! This place is more beautiful than the sky at night!” He spoke like he was a cliche country guy, but had a british accent.
I do not like Eclipse.
Surprisingly, a woman appeared next to Bronwyn. She looked exactly like her, but wore a dress and her hair down.
“Hm, very unique,” was the only thing she said as she looked around.
“Melody,” Bronwyn said, seeing me looking up from my hooves at her Ego weapon.
Eclipse stepped up next to me and slapped his hoof down on my shoulder, “Buck up, Scamp! We’re all just gonna watch some memories and all have a laugh together.”
I glared up at him, and Ayla’s hoof slid between us, stepping between us.
“Take a few hundred steps back, little guy,” She said in the sweetest voice ever. “Or you’ll be walking on stumps back to your Soulbind.”
Eclipse smiled up at her, sweat starting to run down his face as he starts backing up quickly to Lance’s side.
Standing up, I look between everyone. “I want all Ego’s and consciousness to go. Now.”
Melody bowed and faded away. Ayla gave me a quick side hug and also disappeared, Eclipse not far behind her.
“Aw come on, Scamp!” Break whined. “Let us hang around, I want to personally see this embarrassing story.”
I turned my gaze to him, a fiery blaze igniting within it.
He smiled coolly back at me, but Ayla appeared next to him, a crazy smile on her face.
“Yeah, actually I agree with Scamp, Dawn, let’s go.” Break blinked out of existence. Dawn started to say something, but at Ayla’s slow head turn, he flinched and disappeared as well.
“Thank you, Ayla,” Bronwyn said, giving her a thumbs up.
Ayla looked to her and clapped her hooves happily as she slowly faded away.
“Your Ego weapon is scary,” Lance commented, then flinched as he looked around, worried she might reappear.
“She’s perfect,” I replied, sighing. “Now let’s just get this over with.”
Behind me, a small computer appeared. Rolling my eyes, I turn and step up to it.
“Smaller than mine,” Lance teased as he and Bronwyn stepped up on either side of me.
“Yeah yeah,” I say as I tap away at the screen, quickly figuring out how to operate it. Just like Lance’s, everything was labeled.
The top of the list seemed to be when I was born, so I scrolled a bit till I saw one labeled ‘Cutie Mark!’. Well that was simple.
I look at the two next to me; they both stared back expectantly. Reluctantly, I hit play.
Unexpectedly, the entire area around us changed, a crowd of school aged colts and foals surrounded us. They were all facing a stage.
“Okay, this is a lot more impressive than mine,” he admitted.
“Oh geez,” I said as I saw a much younger me run from backstage and take center stage.
“Hi, everypony!” Young Scamp screamed at the top of her lungs, looking very overjoyed as she stood there wearing a dress.
No one responded, which didn’t dissuade young Scamp as she performed a twirl.
“My talent is going to be dancing and singing!” She screamed at the top of her lungs, getting a few giggles from the crowd.
“Ehhhhh…” I cringe back as Bronwyn and Lance walk forward, stifling laughter.
On stage, young Scamp started twirling and dancing about as she tried to sing a cute song about friendship. It sounded horrible, and the dancing was terrible. The laughing colts and fillies didn’t help at all. Especially the laughing Bronwyn and Lance.
With a yelp, young Scamp tripped on her dress and slammed down onto the stage. This only caused everyone to laugh even louder, even the adults joined in.
“Oh I can’t watch this part,” I say as I hide behind a random colt in the crowd.
Young Scamp looked out over the laughing ponies, looking to have tears forming in her eyes. Then, like something snapped inside of her, she jumped up, glaring out over the crowd.
“You all know what?!” She screamed in anger. She ripped off her dress, stomping on it angrily. Instead of running off stage, she walked forward, standing on her hindlegs and grabbing the mic in her hoof.
She stared down the crowd as the laughing slowly stopped, everyone staring at her.
Clearing her throat, she puts the mic to her mouth and takes a deep breath.
What flowed out of her mouth was a mixture of screaming and yelling, her voice sounding a lot deeper than it did previously. Her voice sounded almost demonic as she sang about ‘the bullshit we put up with’. The crowd remained in stunned silence as they watched her sing with a voice that did not fit her tiny body.
After she finished, she threw the mic over her shoulder and looked out over the crowd, breathing heavily, face red from all the screaming she’d done.
It started slow, but the crowd began to cheer, all the colts and fillies going ballistic. Young Scamp stood proud as a flash happened, and a cutie mark appeared on her flank.
“My cutie mark! I got my bucking cutie mark!” She screamed as she jumped around the stage.
The memory came to a stop, everything fading out.
I looked up from where I’d been hiding to see the two staring at me, mouths hanging open.
“Hehe, yeah…” I said sheepishly, still cringing.
“I did not expect that,” Bronwyn commented as she still looked to be at a loss.
“What did I just witness?” Lance asked, confusion and worry on his face.
“Um, Death Metal?” I admit, standing up, ears down still.
Lance only blinked, “How the hell did you do that with your voice?!”
I only chuckle nervously as I back up to the computer and shrug, “Just practice.” I did not want to tell them I spent months screaming in front of a mirror with a Bronies kid helping me. My mom hated it when I’d randomly start singing like that.
“I’m not sure what to do with that info,” Bronwyn said before smirking. “You’ll have to sing like that for us sometime.”
“Hell no,” I replied quickly, shaking my head. “The last time I sang like that was at boot camp, and that will remain the final time.”
“We’ll see,” she said with a sly smile. I only glared back, standing my ground.
“What else have you got in here?” Lance asked as he stepped up next to me and started scrolling.
I allowed him, as that was the worst memory I had.
“What’s ‘Punk backpacking’?” He asked as he clicked it.
The scene changed to the side of the road, where four ponies were walking, heavy packs all over their bodies.
The lead pony turned to the group, seeing they were slowing down. “Eight more miles till the hotel. Push!”
Ah, this time period. Right after highschool and right before I left for bootcamp. I traveled Equestria for two years, walking and hitching rides to Brony settlements to look for clues about Lance’s past.
Again, I cringed when I saw myself in the middle of the group. Ears pierced with multiple loops and studs, snake bite loops on my lips, of course a nose piercing, and my hair chopped short. Fuck I hate this phase in my life.
“You look like a goth chick,” Lance says, a bit of Break in his voice.
Punky Scamp rolled her eyes as she picked up her pace and walked past the leader, “Then keep up.”
The memory faded after this.
“That’s it?” Bronwyn asked, clearly expecting more.
“These memory banks only really store memories that you remember or think about often. Sometimes it’ll have some forgotten memories, but usually, you have to dig deep for the good stuff,” Lance said, clearly knowing a lot about this subject.
“Yeah,” I say, frowning, “Now let’s stop looking through my memories.”
“Oh shit, ‘First time’, what ever could that be?!” Break said through Lance as he clicked it.
My eyes widened, as I knew what we were about to see.
A destroyed room faded in, gunshots and screams in the distance, explosions going off randomly.
With a crash, two ponies wearing military style gear stumbled into the room. A worn out and dirty Scamp ripped off her helmet, coughing loudly. The pony next to her, looked around frantically, gun shaking on his side as he scanned the room.
“I don’t know if they saw us enter!” He said in a panic.
Soldier Scamp wiped her face, trying to fix her busted looking rifle.
The other soldier, who I know is Lime Pie, walked to a window and peeked out. “Looks clear to me. The Griffons didn’t see us.”
With a nod, Soldier Scamp gave up on her broken rifle and turned to him, “We need to regroup with the main battle group before we get pinned down again.” Her eyes suddenly widened as her gun tried to fire. “LIME!”
Before he could react, a Griffon burst through the window and tackled him, the two tumbled as they fought. Soldier Scamp didn’t waste time as she jumped in and knocked the Griffon off of Lime Pie.
The Griffon recovered quickly and stood facing them. Lime Pie’s gun had been ripped from his side during the fighting, same for the Griffon, luckily.
The three stared each other down before they engaged. It was messy fighting, but the lone Griffon was able to slice Lime Pie’s throat with its talons. Soldier Scamp roared in anger as she tackled the large bird, and they tumbled around. The talons ripping at her uniform and vest, but she fought back with her hoof blade.
They rolled till she asserted her dominance on top and began to viciously stab the Griffon in the chest over and over again, sending blood and feathers everywhere. Once she finished her onslaught, she stood and stumbled back.
She fell to her flank and pushed herself against a wall. Looking over the carnage and her bloody hooves, she put her head in her hooves and stayed that way as the memory faded.
No one spoke right away.
Finally, Lance let out a awkward laugh, “So I thought that was…”
“My first fuck?” I ask, knocking him away from the console. “Yeah, no. I know that was Break that did that, but I’m holding you accountable for that one, Lance. Even if it had been what you thought, you think it’d be cool to see that?”
I scroll to a random moment labeled ‘One night stand: Ponyville’. “See that? That what you wanted? Or maybe this?!” I scrolled to another one, ‘Fourth times a charm’.
Lance kicked the ground like a colt being lectured by an angry parent. “No, I’m sorry. I should do better at controlling Break.”
“Yes you should,” Bronwyn interjected. “Some memories should never be relieved, let alone gawked at. The cutie mark memory was fine, but any after that was going beyond the scope of Ok.”
Sighing, Lance nodded in agreement. “I understand, I also need to work on my impulse control.”
“Good,” I say as I hit the back button, but miss as a memory starts playing. I panic for a second before seeing what it was, calming down a bit.
Karma hit hard as Lance had to sit and watch me fight the tyrant Queen, ending with the brutal finish of me literally eating her throat. As traumatic as all that was, watching it from the outside was amazing.
Lance looked green as he stood over the Queen, his wife in another life.
“God fucking damn, I heard what happened, but it was so much worse to watch,” he whined, walking to sit down.
“Even better in person,” Bronwyn praised as we bumped fist to hoof. “You are one tough, mare, Scamp.”
“Why thank you,” I reply, laughing at Lance’s reaction.
Then he looked at the slowly fading Greg. “Huh, he did more than I thought he did. I thought you two were exaggerating his part.”
“You need to chill out on Greg,” I say, finally having the subject come up. “I really would have failed and died without Greg.”
Lance worked his jaw, chewing on his lip, “I guess.”
I sigh, it would take some time, but I will fix this Lance and Greg issue.
“Ooo!” Lance suddenly turned to us, changing the subject. “Let’s check out Bronwyn’s memories!”
“Absolutely not,” she stated, her tone and face demanding he drop it.
He almost missed the massive hints she was giving him, but when he did, he acted like he didn’t notice. “Actually, no, I’ve learned a valuable life lesson today.” He looked at us, trying to act tough in the moment, “We do not view others' memories without their permission. Remember that, you two.”
“Uh-huh,” I say, raising an eyebrow at him.
Bronwyn only shook her head at him.
I turn to the console and press the power button.
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Discord,Main 6,Original Character,Princess Celestia,Princess Luna,Human,Adventure,Comedy,Drama,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Death,Gore,Profanity,Sex,Violence
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Living The Dream
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When the world ends, a young man gets a chance to relive his life in the world of Equestria.
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incomplete
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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2022-10-22T19:37:28+00:00
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Chapter 9
With a sharp intake of air, I sat up, sweating heavily. My eyes darted around, taking in the dark landscape and the flickering fire. Not too far away, Bronwyn glanced up from her computer; she didn’t say anything, just gave me a nod and went back to what she was doing. I wiped my hoof across my face, noticing Lance was sitting up as well and staring blankly into the flames.
“You alright?” I ask as I sit up, shaking the blanket off of myself.
“Are you?” He asked in turn, not looking away from the fire.
Sighing, I shrug, “Yeah, just got a lot of memories that like to pop up in dreams.”
“I get that,” he says with a sigh as he finally looks at me. “I’m thinking about what happened in your mind.”
I raise an eyebrow at him, the light from the fire dancing across his features, “About Greg?”
He kind of rolled his eyes at that, “No. About what you and Bronwyn said to me, and how I acted in there.”
“Ah,” I lean back on my haunches, using a wing to rub my chin. “You acted like a teenager.”
Nodding in response, he sighed, “I’ve always been like that. I just never feel like an adult, know what I mean?” I only shook my head in response. “Oh. I don’t know what it is, I just like doing what I want and usually don’t think about it.”
“You need to work on that,” I replied evenly. “There are boundaries, and you need to learn to see them, and not cross them. And,” I lean towards him slightly. “You need to be nicer to your friends and forgive them.”
“You mean Greg,” he says with an annoyed sigh. “I’ll think about it, I guess.”
A frown appears on my face as I sit back, shaking my head at him as he averted my gaze, staring back into the fire.
After a long pause, with me staring at the side of his head, he looks back to me, “What will you do after we’re done here?”
“Once we save your friends and kill the Watcher?” I ask, to which he nods. “To be honest, I haven’t thought of it. My world is gone, everyone I know is gone. I guess Calypso and I will figure something out. What about you?”
He nods along as he listens to me, then smiles faintly. “I’m settling down finally. I’m going home to Twilight, and staying there. I’m done with adventures and fighting. I took her and my life for granted, and it only took me forty years to figure that out.”
“So, kill the Watcher and then go home? Just be a husband and father?” I ask, not expecting his answer to be so simple and mature.
“Yep, I miss my wife. I miss my kids. I’m just so damn tired, Scamp. I just hope you’ll stick around and join us, I’ve come to enjoy having you around,” he offered a smile.
I just sigh in response, “I don’t know if I have it in me to just settle down and stay in one place after everything I’ve seen and done.” At his falling ears, I add, “But, I will think about it, okay?”
This brought his mood up as he grinned, “Thank you. I want you to meet everyone properly once we’re all back home.” He held up his book, giving it a wave, “I left out ten years of time, so there’s a lot you don’t know.”
Seeing the book brought up a lot of questions I wanted to ask, but one pushed its way to the front, one that I’ve always been bothered by.
“Lance, I have to ask something,” I started, eyes narrowing slightly.
He noticed my narrowed gaze, “Uh… what is it?”
I crossed my hooves, “In your book, you talk about all the mares going into heat and attacking the stallions.” His eyes widened as he seemed to remember that he wrote about that. “Not only is that something that doesn’t happen, it’s just gross. Wrong. Did you make that up?” I don’t know what answer I was hoping for.
Lance lifted the book, staring at the cover. “There’s a lot in here that I shouldn’t have written about. That being one. But, that one is actually a really bad event.” He looked me straight in the eyes, looking serious. “The Heat events went on for five years before the truth came out. It was always Anarchy, from the very beginning even before we knew she existed.”
“What?” I asked in a flat tone.
With a sigh, he continued. “Annabel actually was the first human to arrive in Ponyville, beating me by minutes. But she, being a Draconequus, decided to remain hidden and just mess with everyone. The whole mares going into heat was her doing, she made everyone there think it was a normal process. It was one of the worst things she did.”
“That’s…” I shook my head, not wanting to get into that right now. “How did you find out? What’d you all do about it?”
“She admitted to it one day, during a prank war. She wanted to prove she was number one, so she told everyone about her ultimate ‘prank’. When we confronted her about that not being right, and asked if she realized just what she’d done, she just laughed. Annabel was truly a being of chaos. A prime example of what happens when you give a human unlimited powers.”
“Was?” I ask.
“We had to banish her to the moon,” he said, looking pained. “She didn’t learn from her mistake, and tried to do it all over again. So we made the painful choice to get rid of her.”
“How did Discord react to that?”
Lance smiled a bit, “He actually was appalled at her actions, and was the biggest help in subduing her. Despite everything, he’s one of the good guys.”
I sat back, thinking about what I’d been told. I had more questions about the incident, but I decided to let it go.
“I read the book,” Bronwyn suddenly said without looking away from the screen of her computer. “And I will say; that’s absolutely disgusting. I say you should have done worse to her, but I digress.”
He only frowned at this, but nodded in agreement. “I know.”
Wanting to change the subject, for his sake, I turn to Bronwyn on the other side of the fire. “So, what will you be doing after we kill the Watcher?”
She looks up at me, then shrugs, “Same thing I’ve been doing; hunt down the names on my list.”
“Your list?” I ask, her words peeking my interest.
Bronwyn just chuckles, “I have a list of names of the ones who betrayed us, or have caused great harm to come to those I care about. The top of that list is Lorenzo, the one I mentioned earlier. Your Watcher is also on that list, but much further down. Once we kill him, nothing changes for me. I’ll be here while you two return to your world.”
“I wish you’d come with us,” Lance said, looking saddened at her words.
She just looks back to her computer screen, typing away, “I’ve been alive for a very long time, Lance. I’ve made many friends in that time, but I’ve always stayed my path. So don’t take it personal.”
Lance’s shoulders just dropped as he looked back to the fire.
“Good news though,” she added, turning her computer to us. “I found one of your friends.”
“Which one?!” Lance asked in excitement as he jumped forward, looking at the screen.
“The one named Zorrow Bialeki, he’s a part of a movie studio as a main actor it seems,” she hits a button and the screen changes to a picture of him with two large creatures standing beside him as they walk through a crowd. “However, those two are members of Jakuz, an organization whose leader is on my list.”
“Does that mean he’s a prisoner being forced to act in movies?” Lance asked, looking disappointed for some reason.
She nodded, “The Jakuz focus on making profit, and are very well known for slave labor. They have used slaves in the past in their projects, so I’d say its safe to say Zorrow here is a slave.”
“So we need to save him,” Lance said as he looked at me. “Do you have the beacons from Ominus?”
I reach into my pocket dimension and pull out a strange red and white ball. “Yep, got them right here.”
Lance blinked at it, then burst out laughing, “He made them look like Pokeballs? That’s amazing!”
I stared at the strange ball, raising an eyebrow. I have no idea what a ‘Pokeball’ was, but Lance seemed to think it was funny.
“Well, pass out a few,” he said as he held out his hooves and wings, looking excited.
Rolling my eyes, I pull out a few more and give them to both of them. “Just remember, whoever we use these on will get sent to Ominus’s dimension, but they’ll also be banned from returning to the Eternal Plains.”
“Got it,” Lance said as he played with one of the beacons.
Bronwyn didn’t look hers over as she put them away, “I’ll have a plan in the morning for how to proceed.”
“Perfect,” I reply, pulling my blanket up around my shoulders, the chill finally catching back up to me.
Lance put his away and laid down, staring up at the sky. “I wish we’d found one of the others first. Like Fredreic or Peter.”
Bronwyn looked a bit pained as she glanced over to him. “Lance, I thought you knew this; anyone who died to the Watcher himself actually died. They’re not coming back.”
A sad look swept over his face at this revelation. “Ah, good to know.” He pulled his hat down over his face, hiding his face. Despite this, I saw the glimmer of a tear roll down his cheek.
I thought about consoling him, but I knew he just wanted to be left alone with his thoughts. So I chose to lay back down on my nest of blankets, staring into the fire and Bronwyn beyond them.
ooo000<^>000ooo
“This is what the Jakuz call security?” I asked as we sat at a table, looking across the street to a large compound filled with warehouse-like buildings. Four lightly armed bipedal creatures stood out front, laughing and talking to each other. Paying minimal attention to the world around them.
“No one messes with them,” Bronwyn stated, eating her food while looking the compound over. “They’re not seen as bad guys by anyone but myself and my friends. Perks of being in the entertainment industry, being able to do whatever you want as long as you give the people what they want.”
Lance, leaning back in his chair with his front hooves crossed, smiled, “So this should be incredibly easy than.”
“It will be,” Bronwyn confirmed. “You two will search for your friend, I’ll be heading for the tower in the middle of the compound. I’m going to pay the CEO a little visit. I’ve been putting this off for too long.”
I shoved more food into my muzzle before looking up again, “I can kill em all, so no worries, Lance.”
“No!” Lance suddenly hissed, catching me off guard. “We’re not killing anyone. Only hurt them enough so we can get to Zorrow.”
“That’s a stupid idea,” I finally replied, shaking my head as I went back to devouring my lunch, getting stared at by everyone around us.
“Maybe so, but no killing,” he replied firmly.
Bronwyn only rolled her eyes, not saying anything else on the matter. “Do what you must then. I’ll stick to my plan.”
Lance then looked back to the front gate with the four guards. “I’m sure we can sneak in…”
“Nah, I got it,” I said as I finished off my food and chugged my beverage. I looked to Bronwyn, who gave me a nod. I nodded back as I pushed myself away from the table and began to stretch. “Just keep up with me, Lance.”
“What’s the plan?” Lance asked, eyeing me in confusion.
“Save Zorrow, knock out and wound anyone who gets in my way.” I finish stretching and walk across the busy street to the four guards wearing business suits.
They didn’t turn to me as I walked up to them. Oh it would have been so damn easy to just kill them and run in.
After a few seconds of them not noticing me, I finally cleared my throat loudly, “Excuse me, gentlemen.”
Finally, they all turn to me, looking displeased at my disturbing them.
“What?” The closest one to me asked, looking very unhappy as Lance also joined me.
“We’re looking for a friend of ours, Zorrow Bialeki. A pony,” Lance asked, tipping his hat at them.
“The Zorrow Bialeki? Friends of his?” One of them asked before they all started laughing. “Get out of here, Equines.”
“So he is here?” I asked, a sly smirk appearing on my face.
“Of course he is,” another retorted, standing up straighter, flexing slightly. “Now get.”
“Where exactly?” I pushed, irritating them further.
The lead one stepped forward, towering over me. “As they posted on the Net, they’re currently filming. If you really were his friend, you would have known that. You’ve had two warnings to leave. If I have to say it one more time, then you won’t be leaving the way you came.”
I looked to Lance, who was frowning up at the imposing creature. “Oh no, Lance. He’s threatening us.”
Lance looked at me with a strange look, but I only smiled back.
In a flash, I teleported between all of them, my Ego blades flashing as I spun, attacking all four at once.
Screams filled the air as the four guards fell to the ground, missing limbs.
“SCAMP! I said no killing!” Lance yelled, looking completely shocked at my actions.
“They’ll be fine,” I chuckled as I kicked a hand out of my way, causing it to land on the face of its previous owner. Who just yelled and flailed around. “Just missing a few important bits.”
“I love it,” Bronwyn stated as she stepped over the screaming guards and headed for the doors. “See you two soon.”
I smile sweetly at a displeased Lance as I happily hop over the body parts and guards.
“Jesus, you two are psycho’s,” he mumbled as he lifted off the ground and flew over everything.
As I reached the door, Ayla appeared, giving me an excited smile as she bounced from hoof to hoof. “It wouldn’t hurt to ‘accidentally’ kill at least a few, right?”
I can only chuckle at this as I jump up to the door and walk in, entering the large compound.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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Chapter 10
“Please! I swear I don’t know where they’re filming!” the large, newly limbless, bear creature yelled as I held it by the scruff of its fur, standing atop its chest.
“That’s what they all said,” I reply, gesturing over my shoulder at the many crying and screaming creatures, all wounded in various ways. “Come on, you’re telling me not a single one of you knows where the filming is taking place? You work here, right?”
“As a guard!” He yelled back, looking both shocked and in a panic. “They don’t tell everyone everything! I just watch the break room!”
“Likely story,” I say as I raise my hoof talons, causing him to squeal in terror.
“Scamp, can I speak to you?” Lance asked from behind me.
I sigh, then narrow my eyes at the once bipedal bear. “I’ll be back for you. Don’t go anywhere.”
With a kick, I flipped backward and landed next to Lance. “Yes?”
He looked around at the carnage, looking green, “When I said dont’ kill anyone, just hurt them. I meant like, knock them out.”
“Oh, Lance,” I say with a chuckle as I reach out and pat his shoulder. “Do you know how hard it is to knock someone out? And keep them knocked out? This is much more effective, removing legs so they can’t run for help, and hands so they can’t use a device to call for help. Plus,” I look at my Ego as it trails to each of the creatures around us. “It’s actually very hard to keep all their Ego turned off, so this is the best course of action.”
“It probably isn’t,” he challenged, but didn’t offer up a better solution. “Just, try and cool it a bit.”
Over his shoulder, I see a tall and skinny cat man run in, a weapon in his hands. “Yeah, I gotcha.”
Without a word, I appeared before the cat man, my blades flashing quickly. He yowled in pain as he collapsed to the ground.
“What did I just say?!” Lance asked in annoyance.
Looking over my shoulder, smiling innocently, “He had a bead on you, I saved you, so you’re very welcome.”
Ayla appeared on top of the large bear creature, looking over the area with a pleased look.
Returning my attention to the yelling cat man, I leaned down, lifting him up by his shirt collar, “Alrighty cat boy, riddle me this; where are they filming right now?”
He didn’t answer me, just kept hissing and yelling in pain.
Holding up a hoof, my talons popping out, got his attention as he looked at me, still squirming.
“I don’t know!” He insisted through clenched teeth.
Shrugging, I raise my hoof.
“Wait!” He screams out, causing me to stop raising my hoof. “They could be in building K!”
Looking around, I saw we were near buildings S and T. “Perfect, you’ve done good today, feline.”
With a grunt, I dropped him and turned to Lance. “Hear that?”
He just frowned as he nodded, “Yes, building K. It’s probably somewhere behind us.”
“Then let’s get a move on,” I say as we take to the sky and start flying past buildings.
As we flew, Lance looked at me, “You seem to be enjoying this more than you should.”
I can only shrug in response, “It’s different when you’re fighting monsters. Which they are, since they use slaves.”
Lance seemed to consider this, “I guess it’s like fighting Nazis. Can’t feel bad for the bad guy if they’re just pure evil.”
“I don’t know what a Nazi is, but exactly,” I say as I flip in the air, watching the buildings fly by.
It didn’t take long for us to reach the building labeled K.
Landing at the front door, I rub my hooves together. “You ready to see your friend, Lance?”
He didn’t look ready, but he nodded, “Oh sure, can’t wait. Just don’t maim anyone else like that please.”
“I can try,” I reply as I step through the doors.
Upon entering, a small lobby greeted us, a large red sign was lit up that said ‘FILMING’. Perfect.
We walked for the only door in the room that looked to lead anywhere and walked down a hallway. The walls were covered in posters for movies, not many catching my attention. But one made Lance stop.
“Uh,” he muttered as he looked at a poster that showed a pony holding onto a large bosomed lizard woman. The title ‘Forbidden Love: Star Crossed Lovers’ sat at the top of it. “They’re making him act in sappy romance movies. We have to save him.”
The poster next to it showed Zorrow swinging from some kind of flying contraptions, a large machine gun slung over his chest, firing away into a crowd of undead creatures, titled ‘Zorrow: Undead but not Dead’.
“And action movies,” I added after seeing the poster.
“Yeah, B rated movies, they’re torturing him!” Lance lamented, looking to feel intense pain for his friend.
With renewed purpose, Lance began to gallop down the hall, heading for the end of the hallway. I followed, looking at all the posters we passed featuring Zorrow.
Say what you will, but these Jakuz are pumping out movies faster than I’ve ever seen. It’s actually quite impressive.
Lance burst through the door and came to a grinding halt, followed by me as I slammed into him, knocking us both over.
“What are you two doing?!” a large hippo looking female asked as she rushed over to us. “Is that blood?!”
I slowly stood, eying her up and down. I could easily take her.
“We’re extra’s?” Lance offered lamely.
The hippo lady’s lips fell into a straight line, looking us over. “We don’t need the wounded background actors yet, so go ahead and head over to the buffet. We’ll call you when it’s time.”
Lance dragged me along as I stared up at her, still wanting to take her down. “Thank you!”
He drug us over to a large table covered in food. He looked around nervously as everyone around us seemed to just ignore us. I also saw many other creatures covered in fake blood and injuries. Those must be the real extras.
“Don’t do anything rash, we can find him this way easier,” Lance commented, looking around still.
“Yeah, till someone finds the mutilated people outside,” I reply as I look the table over and begin to pick up random food items, shoving them into my mouth. “Oh shit, this is good!”
“We don’t have time for that,” Lance said as he frowned. “They might be keeping him in a cage out back or something…”
I lifted up some kind of meat cake and took a bite out of it, my eyes rolling back in pleasure. “Where have you been all my life!” I ate more of the sweet treat, getting a glare from Lance.
“Scamp, we need…”
He was cut off as a very beautiful and makeup-covered gazelle-like woman walked up, her breast barely covered by her costume. “This is the main actors table, the extra’s is over there.” She pointed to a tiny table with a single plate of food on it.
I blinked as I looked that way, food still in my mouth and on my face. Gulping down what was in my mouth, I turned to her, holding a piece of a kebab in my wing. Looking her up and down, I snort, “Why are you dressed like a slut?”
Lance immediately punched my shoulder and turned to the gazelle lady, “I am so sorry about her, she has no manners.”
“Clearly,” was the woman's response as she glared down at me. “I could easily have you fired and removed from the set. I’m engaged to the lead actor, as you already knew.”
“Good for you!” I say with fake enthusiasm as I take a bite out of the kebab, letting out a moan at the amazing taste. “You need to try this.” I hold it up to her.
She just rudely slaps it out of my grasp and points to the much smaller table in the corner. “Kindly go to your designated eating area. Now.”
“Ooo, trying to sound dominant?” I asked, standing up straight and smiling up at her.
“We’re going!” Lance said as he bit my tail and began to drag me away from the fuming woman.
I pointed a wing tip at her, still smiling, “I got your number, gorgeous!”
“Are you trying to get us kicked out?” Lance hissed as he pulled me to the extra’s tiny food table.
Rolling my eyes, I stepped up to the table and lifted up a pathetic piece of food, just a little ball of meat and cheese. “It’s just something about those uppity attitudes that rubs me the wrong way.”
Slipping the ball of meat into my mouth, I chewed for a few seconds before coughing violently and spitting it out, spraying it all over the table and food before me. “What the hell?! That’s fucking disquesting!”
“Welcome to the life of an extra,” a cute minotaur female said as she stepped up to us. “Who did your costume? Those specks of flesh and blood look so good!”
I looked down at myself, the gore from my carnage covered my body. “This? I did it myself.”
“Amazing! You should become a makeup artist instead of trying to be an extra! You’d excel at it!” She encouraged.
“I’ll keep that in mind,” I say awkwardly, smiling as wide as I can.
“Actually,” Lance began, looking around. “Have you seen a pony named Zorrow?”
“The lead actor?! Of course, he’s around the corner on set.”
Lead actor, didn’t that woman say… huh.
“Thank you so much!” Lance said as he started trotting that way.
“You can’t just go to the set!” She warned him. “They’re filming! You’ll be fired if you interrupt!”
“Don’t worry about us,” I say as I walk past her, kicking the tiny table over with my back leg as I pass it. “We can handle ourselves.”
“What?” she asked in confusion as we walked away from her. But neither of us responded as we walked towards the set.
After rounding the corner, we were met with a very strange sight. A large group of many different styles of creatures surrounded a large stage, cameras all around it. The stage itself was made up to look like a dark city street.
A pony attached to wires was flying around the set as the camera’s followed him.
“Stand down, Gilantis! I have you out skilled!” the pony, who could only be Zorrow with that hairdo, yelled as he flew past a strange dog-like creature in a ridiculous costume. Zorrow himself was dressed up in a brightly colored superhero costume, looking even more ridiculous than she thought possible.
“They are torturing him,” Lance muttered, watching his friend fly around on the wires. “Just look at that costume.”
I nod in agreement. “Well, let’s get him out of here.”
The two of us walk towards the stage, no one looking at us till we start pushing our way through them.
“Hey!” Someone snaps, but we keep walking.
“No extras!” Another yells and reaches out to grab my mane. But as his hand neared me, I suddenly jerked my head towards him and bit his hand hard, drawing a bit of blood. “AHHH! WHAT?!”
We hop up on stage, causing all eyes to fall on us.
“CUT!” Someone, the director probably, yelled in anger. “Who sent the extras up there?!”
“No one!”
“Not me!”
“That horse bit my hand!”
A little smile played on my lips as we walked closer to Zorrow, who was dangling above us.
He looked down at us very confused before his eyes widened as Lance removed his hat, looking up at him.
“Lance?!”
“Hey buddy, we’ve come to save you,” Lance said with a large smile.
Zorrow made a gesture to someone off stage and he began to lower, “Hold on everyone! I know this guy!”
There were murmurs all around us, but no one said anything.
With a flick of his legs, he climbed out of his harness and walked up to Lance, looking very overjoyed. “I thought I’d never see you again, man!”
He went in for a hug, but Lance only held up a hoof and stopped him. “It’s all good, bro. We went through a lot of trouble, but we’re here to get you out of here.”
“Get me out of here?” Zorrow asked, cocking his head. “Why?”
“Because you’re a slave and they’re forcing you to make movies for them,” Lance said, gesturing over his shoulder at the crowd around us.
“Slave?” Zorrow asked, then laughed loudly. “I’m not a slave, I’m a actor! THE actor actually! They love me here!”
“But the Jakuz use slaves, which means you are a slave,” Lance countered matter of the factly.
“The Jakuz?” Zorrow looked confused, then chuckled again. “Oh, the Jakuz. No, those guys are just security here. We hire them to keep the peace. I co-own this company with a few other mainstream actors.”
Lance seemed to consider this before shaking his head, “They’ve done a real number on you, buddy.”
I looked around, not being as dense as Lance, and realized what was going on. Oh boy, probably SHOULD have shown some restraint on those guards after all.
“Lance,” Zorrow said with a genuine smile as he placed a hoof on his shoulder. “It’s really all good. I really have a lot to tell you! I have a fiancée too! Diamond!”
The barely dressed gazelle lady from earlier suddenly exploded out of the crowd, knocking people aside as she stepped up onto the stage and stomped towards Zorrow. She even knocked Lance aside as she approached. As soon as she reached Zorrow, she leaned down to his height and the two began to vigorously make out.
“Ew,” I mutter as I lean away from the display.
“Get off of him, succubus!” Lance yelled as he took up a fighting stance in front of the pair.
“Hey, Lance,” I started, but Zorrow’s laugh cut me off.
“Chill, Lance. This is my wife to be, Diamond! The best damn actress in the industry!” He said as he broke the kiss, but they remained in an embrace.
“Oh you’re too kind, darling,” Diamond replied, then gave Lance a sideways glare. “Your friends are a bit rude, I don’t want them here.”
Zorrow only rolled his eyes, still smiling, “It’s alright, love. They just… Who are you by the way?” He asked, looking at me.
Before I could reply, Lance jumped into the air and pulled his Ego hoof gauntlet back, and yelled, “Girokon PUNCH!”
A loud boom filled the room Diamond was sent flying away from Zorrow, who was still standing there holding the air she’d just been standing, and slammed into a wall. But instead of breaking through it, she just crumbled to the ground, as the wall was heavily reinforced, apparently.
“Diamond?” Zorrow said aloud in a daze as he looked down and saw he was holding her arms in his hands. “Diamond?!”
Lance landed in a dramatic way next to him and put a hoof on his shoulder. “Don’t worry, buddy. I vanquished the evil succubus.” He pulled out a piece of paper and wrote ‘brainwashed, please help’ on it, and slammed it onto Zorrow’s forehead.
Zorrow just blinked as he turned to Lance, shellshocked. “Lance? My wife…”
“You mean succubus!” Lance said as he pulled a pokeball from his pouch and reared back. “Don’t you worry, Zorrow! Ominus will break the spell!”
Zorrow just looked back to the arms in his grasp, looking to be unable to comprehend the sudden change in events. A pokeball slapped against his head, bouncing off and opening, seeming to suck him into itself. The little ball then disappeared in a blink.
I facehoofed. “Fuck, Lance. Really?”
“I got him,” Lance said, pulling a list out and marking a name off of it. “That’s a win for us.”
This was ridiculous. LIke, so far from rational, that I can’t even comprehend it either!
“What did you do with our star?!” the director yelled in surprise as he and others hopped up on the stage.
Lance stepped forward, flaring his wings. “Let me handle the Jakuz, Scamp. We don’t need to mutilate any of them.”
I just blinked at him, thinking about telling him what was actually going on. But to be honest? I don’t have it in me. So I just sigh and give him a wave.
“Bring him back!” Someone yelled in anger.
“He’s not yours anymore!” Lance yelled as he dived forward, tackling the director. With no grace whatsoever, Lance began to punch and kick all those around him, his Ego hooves sending them flying away with each punch.
A screaming biped came flying towards me, so I stepped aside letting them pass and hit the wall behind me.
“What is going on?” the large dog creature said from behind me, still standing where he’d been during filming.
I sigh and look over at him, “To be honest, I’m not sure anymore. He’s just working through things, I think.”
“Where’d Zorrow go? Is he okay?” the dog asked in a worried tone.
Looking towards the large dog, I saw genuine worry in his eyes. “He’s okay, I promise. We’re friends of his.”
“He’s my friend,” the dog said, looking to the ground in sadness. “When will he be back?”
“Uh, maybe soon?” I lied, not wanting to tell him the truth. “How’d he become an actor?”
“Oh!” The large dog smiled as he scratched his ear with a back paw, his costume shaking as he did so. “He saved a little kid from a kidnapper and someone recorded it. He said some really corny lines as he did, and the owners of this company found him. After a while, he became a partner! He’s really famous in this part of the Plains! He doesn't’ just act in movies, he has a lot of charities and other things he does to help others! Will he be back by tomorrow at least? I know for a fact he’ll be needed at the new children’s hospital to do a meet and greet with some terminally ill kids.”
“Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,” I make a sucking sound as I look around, rubbing the back of my head. “Sure, he will.”
“Oh thank the UAD, I didn’t want to go alone, I’m the villain in all our stuff we do,” the big dog said in relief. “What’s your name, ma’am?”
I smile awkwardly as I hold out a hoof, “Scamp.”
The dog reached out for my hoof with a paw, “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Ms Scamp. My name is…”
The large dog suddenly flew away from me and slammed into the same wall that Diamond did. Lance landed in front of me, looking worn out.
“Keep your filthy paws off of my friends, beast!” he yelled after the dog, who was now unmoving next to Diamond.
I frowned as I lowered my hoof, looking at Lance with a displeased look on my face, “Get it out of your system?”
He looked back at the crowd of groaning people, some looking worse than others. “Yeah, I got all of em. That dog almost got the upper hand on you, Scamp. It’s a good thing I was here.”
“Did you whack your head?” I ask, shaking my head at him. He was acting stranger than usual.
“We need to get out of here,” Lance replied, ignoring the question. “We saved Zorrow, so we need to catch up to Bronwyn.”
“I can at least agree with that last part,” I sigh as I flare my wings and fly for the entrance, flying over the extra’s.
“Run, slaves!” Lance said as we flew over them. “You’re free now! Run for the gates!”
“Are we still getting paid?” A guy yelled after us as we entered the main door and flew down the hallway.
We burst back out into the daylight, people running around us. They were carrying the wounded that I’d left behind.
“Oh holy UAD, it’s them!!” The bear I’d tormented screamed from a stretcher as he rolled off and began to try and crawl away.
“I got this,” Lance said, but I reached out and grabbed his mane.
“No time, we have to get to Bronwyn,” I yell, trying to save them from further damage.
“You’re right,” Lance replied with a nod as he took to the sky and flew for the tower in the center of the compound.
I looked to the wounded and helpers, all staring fearfully at me. I offer a shrug and weak smile, “Sorry about that, all a misunderstanding.”
“A MISUNDERSTANDING?!” one of the limbless people screamed as I took to the air and left them all behind.
ooo000<^>000ooo
It didn’t take long for us to reach the tower, bodies all around its base.
“Looks like Bronwyn didn’t listen to the whole ‘don’t kill anyone’,” Lance mumbled as we flew to the top of the tower.
As we neared the glassy top, I saw Bronwyn on the other side, sitting on a table.
I flew up to the window and knocked on it, getting her attention. She looked out, seeing me covered in blood, and laughed.
Extending my hoof talons, I prepared to cut the glass, but Lance suddenly slammed into the window, bouncing off and tumbling backwards.
“OWW! That’s tough glass!” He yelped, holding his head as he hovered behind me.
Rolling my eyes, I slice at the glass, causing it to fall away with ease. Carefully, I flew through the new hole and landed in front of Bronwyn.
“I’m assuming you’ve figured it out,” she asked, raising an eyebrow.
Chuckling, I nod, “You mean this being a real movie studio and we attacked it as if it was a slave operation?”
She stifled more laughter as she nodded, “Yes, turns out the Jakuz are just security, not the head of the operations here.”
Looking past her, I saw a few dead people in suits.
Following my gaze, she shrugs, “I mean, I didn’t believe them at first. It took going through their files to realize that. You know, your friend Zorrow is…”
“An actual actor here who is actually really beloved and a huge part of this city?” I interrupt, getting a smile from her.
“Did you find him?”
“Oh we found him alright,” I replied, looking back as Lance tried to get through the window, getting caught on the glass.
“And we saved him!” Lance announced as he finally fell into the room. “And dealt with the Jakuz!”
Bronwyn started to say something, but I just shook my head at her, causing her to look confused.
“I’ll tell you later,” I say, letting Lance live in the fantasy.
She just nodded in response and pointed to some files on the table. “The good news, I found two more of your friends. One of them is actually in this building.”
“Who is it?” Lance asked in excitement. “Who’s in the building?”
“The dog named Louie. It seems Zorrow was looking for your friends as well, and found two,” Bronwyn said as she picked up the two files. “The other is the one called Seth, and we have his location.”
“Where is Louie?” Lance asked as he looked under the table. “Come on, Lou!”
“I need to warn you,” Bronwyn begins, “You can understand him here on the Plains, and he needs our help.”
“Sure sure, where is he?” Lance asked happily.
Bronwyn looked at him for a moment before walking to the door and opening it. “Young Louie, this way. Your friend is here.”
“Lance?!” A small voice yelled as a little brown dog ran in, skidding to a halt in front of Lance and myself. “OH my God! Lance! It’s actually you!”
“Lou! I can understand you!” Lance yelled as the two began to jump around each other. “We’re here to save you, pal!”
Louie pants in excitement, “I know! She told me you were!” He then stops and looks serious. “But before that, I need your help.”
“What kind of help?” I ask, looking at the little dog.
He smiles up at me, “I found a way to get my human body back! We just have to go to a special location!”
I look at him, thinking, “If we send you to Ominus, you’ll be in your human body. So there’s no need.”
He shook his little head, “No, I’ve spoken with Ominus in the past, I have a special kind of curse or spell or whatever on me, I will always remain a dog, no matter what dimension I’m in. This is my only chance to return to normal!”
“Hmm,” I thought for a second. “We will help you, right, Lance?”
“We will save you, buddy,” Lance said as he dug around in his trench coat pockets.
“Oh thank you, Lance!” Louie said happily. “I’ve always wanted to talk with you, and this will be a great time for you to finally hear my story and all about my past! Oh! I don’t even know where to start!”
A pokeball bounced off his head, causing him to look very confused.
“I got you, bud!” Lance called out as the ball sucked him in and disappeared. “That’s two!” He pulled out his list and marked another name off.
“Lance,” I said, facehoofing again. “You need to stop doing that and just let us talk before sending them away.”
“We don’t have time for that,” Lance replies, putting away his list. “The faster we save them, the faster we finish this.”
Bronwyn looked at me in worry, but I just shrugged. Lance pulled out a few of his cards, checking them over, taking away a few he seemed to want to replace.
“Where’s Seth?” I ask, looking back to Bronwyn.
She blinked, seemed somewhat lost for a moment before she threw Louie’s folder over her shoulder and held up Seth’s. “That’s the problem.”
I took the folder and opened it, frowning at what I saw. “I’m guessing this man next to him is someone you know?”
“Heildan, a close friend of Lorenzo’s,” she replied grimly. “His Ego allows him to temporarily mind control others.”
“That’s not good,” I commented as I looked at the man, who was dressed like a friendly jester. “But I’ll be able to cancel that with my Ego.”
“We still have to be careful. They know how to deal with Ego, and will simply cut yours with one of their weapons if they see it trying to connect to them,” she said as she crossed her arms. “If he is here, with one of your friends, then that means Lorenzo is connected to this now. If he appears, we need to deal with him together. Alone, he will kill us.”
I nod, looking at Lance, who was still messing with his deck of cards. “What is Lorenzo’s Ego exactly?”
She furrows her brow, “He can teleport, but it's not that simple. He can create portals of any size in an instant, and uses them to block and return attacks. Not only that, he can open portals to other places that connect his soul too, which is how he always gets away from us. If you let your mind wander while facing him, he could even open a portal inside of you. I’ve lost a few friends to that.” With a sigh, she continues, “If we face him, stay focused, watch where your attacks go, and do not let him distract you. If you take your attention off of him, his Ego will be able to freely do as it pleases with you.”
Now this guy sounds actually dangerous, as in, I don’t think I want to face him.
“I can handle him,” Lance announces as he finishes his deck and puts it away. “So, let’s go save Seth!”
Bronwyn and I look at each other, both looking unhappy with Lance, but neither saying a word.
I need to have a chat with Lance, very soon. This behavior he’s adopted is going to get one of us killed!
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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Chapter 11
“We need to talk,” I said to Lance as we walked through the city, heading for the teleport hub. I was still covered in blood, which surprisingly wasn’t that uncommon here in the Plains, since people were staring, but not panicking.
“About?” Lance asked, looking ahead blankly.
“About what just happened,” I say, staring at the side of his head as we trotted along. “How you’re acting.”
He didn’t say anything for a long moment, just kept his eyes forward. After a while, he glanced my way, seeing me still staring at him. Finally, he sighed, “I just want to go home, Scamp. I’m tired, and I want my family back.”
“I get that,” I say, feeling the same way but unlike him, I couldn’t get mine back. “But, you need to slow down, look at what's happening. Zorrow was actually doing very well for himself back there, he was not a slave like we thought.”
Lance seemed to digest this, thinking back, a frown on his face, “You sure?”
“Did you listen to a word he said?” I countered.
“Not really,” Lance admitted, “I saw him and just started thinking about how much closer we were to getting back, and I just kinda acted.”
“You acted possessed,” I point out.
With a deep sigh, he looked upward, “Scamp, I’m not feeling like myself nowadays.”
This caused me to raise an eyebrow, as he’d not said a word about feeling like that. “How so?”
“Ever since I gave half my soul to make Eclipse, I just feel tired.”
“That’s normal,” Bronwyn said from behind us. “The trick to getting over that is to absorb more Ego. It’ll never replenish what you gave up, but it helps fill the void.”
Lance seemed to look a little happier at this, but his mood still seemed down. “How about you? How do you feel after giving half your soul?”
I blinked back at him, then smiled sheepishly, “Eh, better than ever to be honest. Having Alya at the back of my mind, always there, encouraging me, is really nice.”
“Yeah, I guess I’m just used to having that,” Lance replied dejectedly.
I didn’t know what to say to cheer him up.
Ayla appeared next to me as we walked. “Tell him that you understand exactly how he’s feeling, and that you promise you’ll help him get through this.”
This caused me to recoil in surprise, as that wasn’t what I’d expect to hear from her. She just smiled brightly at me as she faded away.
“Lance,” I started, getting his attention. “I wish I could return home, see my mom again. Ever since Greg and Shadow showed up, my life has gone through so many changes that I’m now at a place where I don’t even recognize myself anymore. But you, you’ve remained constant, even through years of imprisonment and interrogations. And now, we’re so close to getting you home, we just have to push a little harder. I’m here, Lance. I’m staying at your side till I see you and your family returned to each other. Can you do that for me, Lance?”
He looked at me, a tear running down his face, “Thank you, Scamp.” That was his only response, but I felt I’d said the right thing, as he seemed to cheer up a bit. His ears were no longer pressed down at least.
Bronwyn sped up to get next to me and patted my shoulder, giving me a nod of approval.
A small grin made its way onto my face, and for once, I felt good about myself.
ooo000<^>000ooo
“You two need to understand something,” Bronwyn said, standing at the teleport hubs console, “So far, you two have only faced normal Ego users. None of them hold a candle to Heildan. He has more experience than I do in both fighting and Ego.”
My eyes widened at this, “He’s stronger than you?”
She nodded back at me, “Yes. Most of my enemies are stronger than me, seeing as I came in recently to the fold. I was the most recent Enforcer when the UAD revealed themselves, so all of my enemies are the same ones the Enforcer’s have been fighting for a long time.”
This did not set well with me, as I wasn’t sure if I’d even stand a chance against them.
“Then what can we even do against him?” Lance asked, voicing my thoughts exactly.
“Work together,” was her response. “You two need to stick to each other when we fight him. If he takes control of either of you, or me, cut the Ego connection with your weapons.”
Lance sighed, “This doesn’t seem to be in our favor.”
“It’s not in our favor,” she replied to him. “But we have to do it. And I do believe in us.”
I smile as I nod to the console, “We got this. Ready?”
“Yep,” Lance replied, trying to perk up.
Bronwyn only gave a nod as she stepped up to the console, and began to type in the coordinates they’d gotten from Seth’s file.
ooo000<^>000ooo
The rain poured down on us as we walked through the field of wheat, my hooves and clothes covered in mud from trudging through the field. Lance groaned in annoyance as he pulled his coat collar up, pulling his hat down to try and keep the rain from hitting his face.
Bronwyn didn’t seem fazed as she stomped along, rain pelting her face.
Up ahead was a lone building, lights on in all the windows. According to Seth’s file, he was living here with others. The reason behind it is unclear, but Bronwyn was sure it’s the home of Heildan, and the ones there were his puppets.
“So we’re just walking up to his house?” Lance asked, never being on board with this plan.
“It's the only way,” Bronwyn said grimly. “There’s a charm over the area that makes it impossible to teleport.”
I frown as I try to teleport, but find I can’t. “That’s pretty cool.”
She chuckles at my annoyance, “Just be ready for anything. He more than likely has had eyes on us for a while now.”
“Great,” I replied as we trudged through the field, pushing down the wheat as we went. “Are these his fields?”
She laughs at this, “Probably not. Everything he does is for aesthetics and fun.”
“So, an old barn house on a hill surrounded by wheat fields is his idea of fun?” I ask.
“Well it’s actually more fun to fight in,” a man suddenly said from beside me. The rain came to a sudden halt.
My eyes widened as I snapped my head to the left, seeing a colorful jester smiling down at me.
Without a word, I flexed out all my blades and spun at him. He just danced backwards, dodging all my blades easily.
Bronwyn jumped over me and went after him, her sword out. My Ego flew across the ground and connected to him.
He seemed to stumble as he looked past Bronwyn and right at me, “Did you just negate my Ego? Now that’s new!” With ease, he dodged the attacks of Bronwyn. A blade flashed, cutting my Ego from him.
Without warning, he jumped back and seemed to fall into the ground. Bronwyn chased after him, looking around for him.
Lance took to the air, looking around for him as well.
I stood at the ready, looking around for him.
“What an interesting, yet annoying Ego you got there,” he said an inch behind my right ear. My wings flared, cutting through the air where he should have been. But they didn’t connect with anything as I spun and saw nothing.
“Above!” Bronwyn yelled as she dashed back towards me.
Looking up just in time to see him mid-flip as he twirled in the air and dived straight for me, two daggers in his hands.
My own wing blades barely make it in front of me to block his attack, but his attack seems to drill through my defense, the blades coming straight for my face.
A cyan shield suddenly appeared inches from my face, stopping the blades.
Thank you, Lance!
I twist my body and stab my own wing blades straight at him, hoping to catch him mid-dive. But he seemed to be able to see this coming as he deflected my blades. As he neared the ground, his body moved impossibly, seeming to right himself just as he touched the ground, landing on his feet instead of his head.
As he jerked towards me, I stopped time, his eyes wide as he attacked.
No counter for this, huh?!
My hoof talon swung upward, catching him in the gut and ripping through his clown outfit, blood spray frozen as I carried the blades up through his chest and then tipped his jester mask.
Time resumed as he spun away, holding both hands to his wounds.
“WOW!” He screamed in agony. “That was not something I expected! Time control?! WOW!”
Despite his injuries, he still was able to dodge Bronwyn as she attacked, and even dodged my attacks. Lance launched a fireball at him, and he just seemed to catch it and throw it back.
Heildan coughed loudly, blood spraying out the mouth hole of his mask.
Stopping time again, both Bronwyn, who was barely moving, and I pushed towards him, going to finish him off.
Just as we reached him, I swear I heard a low laugh coming from his mask. Suddenly, he began to move, unhindered somehow. He dashed past both Bronwyn and I, his blades flashing.
As time returned to normal, both of us collapsed. I had a fresh stab wound in my flank. Bronwyn looked to have a stab wound to her gut.
He could have killed us, but he chose to wound us? That can’t be good.
“Thank you for showing me that trick, but it won’t work on me twice. Isn’t Ego just wonderful?!” He danced around us, eyeing Lance, who was flying above us, looking to be unsure how to handle this guy.
Grunting, I stood up and turned to face him, Bronwyn not far behind me. So I can’t use any of my void powers? Noted.
It was at this moment I realized his wounds seemed to have healed, the ripped clothing revealing barely scared skin.
“He’s controlling some others and using their powers on himself,” Bronwyn observed, starting to walk a circle around him.
“Right you are,” he said happily. “What are you going to do about it?”
She just smiled as she suddenly back flipped into the wheat, disappearing. A sudden scream was heard as she appeared a hundred yards away, her sword impaling a strange creature.
“Oh, so you’re willing to kill my puppets, that’s new,” Heildan murmured unhappily, crossing his arms and tapping a dagger tip against the front of his mask.
Lance came out of nowhere, going for a sucker punch. But Heildan just sidestepped him, ignoring him completely as Lance hit the ground and jumped up, a card flashing as a frosty wind blew in front of himself.
Heildan looked surprised as he started to freeze, but a sudden blast of heat from his side melted the frost, allowing him to get out of the way.
“And you have an Ego like that?” He laughed as another scream was heard, Bronwyn doing some work on his puppets. The mask seemed to frown as he looked in her direction. “Apparently you guys won’t let me enjoy this.”
Both Lance and I joined forces as we began attacking the jester, my Ego constantly attaching to him and getting cut almost immediately. Lance threw many different types of attacks at him, but nothing we did seemed to affect him.
He just dodged anything we threw at him. That was till Lance suddenly threw a card that turned into a mini sun, burning everything around it, us included. I got away with minor burns to my left leg and neck, but Heildan got the full brunt of the attack, his whole right side covered in 3rd degree burns. Lance was unaffected, as it seemed to not hurt him.
“OOOO! Okay, yes! Burn me! BURN ME!” Heildan screamed out as he grabbed his face and thrashed around, still dodging me as I attacked. He suddenly grabbed my hoof, his eyes suddenly visible through the mask’s eye holes. They were bloodshot, aflame with rage.
“You want to play?! Let’s play a better game!” He pulled me forward, throwing me behind him with such strength that I couldn’t react at all. Suddenly, a different man appeared next to him, looking to be in a daze.
Heildan threw up his hands, causing the man to do the same. “Switch!”
Something strange happened, my vision shut off for a moment, and I lost all feeling in my body. Before I could really panic, it all came back, but now I was on the other side of Heildan and the man. Then I saw myself, struggling to stand up.
[What the fuck?!]
(You’re not, Lance!)
<Scamp?!>
My eyes widened as I heard the voices of Break, Dawn, and Eclipse in my head. I looked down and saw cyan fur with red stripes under the sleeves of the trench coat.
Oh no.
[Did that motherfucker just swap your minds?!]
<It would appear so!>
“Oh! Now for the fun part!” Heildan yelled as he began to cut the man before him into ribbons, his blades going crazy. “I wish you luck in fixing this switch now!”
“You fucking bastard!” I hissed in Lance’s voice, diving towards him. Lance’s body felt very odd, more bulky than my own.
He didn’t even try to attack me, just dodged me, seeming to enjoy this too much. “Nice lunge!”
[Let me deal with him! You’re not used to using Lance’s body!]
I clenched my teeth, not wanting to just give control of Lance’s body away, as I didn’t want to be not in control of my actions.
<It didn’t work?>
[I can’t take control! What the hell, Scamp?!]
(Her will is stronger than a bullwhip!)
That makes no sense. But I was pleased to know Break couldn’t force me to give him control like he could do with Lance.
Lance, in my body, stood up, looking terrified, “Switch us back, please, this crazy pony is right in front of my face!”
Heildan just laughed as he watched us, more screams happening in the distance. He looked out there, frowning.
No time for this, I need to deal with him, then I can deal with this change.
I stood up straight, and held my hoof up. Two blank cards appeared there.
How do I use this?
<Scamp, just imagine what you want the card to do, the Ego will do the rest.>
{Thank you, Dawn.}
I glanced at Heildan as he seemed to be enjoying Lance, who was running in circles, screaming about Ayla chasing him.
[Make the card do a big fire ball! That’ll get him!]
(Nah nah, make it cast a living rope that’ll tie him up!)
I’m starting to see why Lance hasn’t done anything different with his Ego.
([<HEY!>])
Ignoring them, I took all of the Ego he had in his body, and put it into the two cards. If this works, then I’ll be very upset with Lance for not doing this before.
Once the card was ready, I turned to Heildan, who was riding my body as Lance screamed in terror, galloping in circles.
“Heildan!” I yelled, causing him to snap his head to me and jump off of my body and land before me.
“Yes, unfortunate pony?” He asked, staring down at me.
“Goodbye,” I say with a smile as the card flys up and disappears. He just stares at me as nothing happens.
“And that did?” He asked, crossing his arms.
“Uh,” I said, smiling sheepishly. “You should be gone now.”
I guess it can’t do that. I tried to open a black hole in his chest to suck him in, but that might be beyond the abilities of his Ego.
He threw his hands wide, “Still here, afraid.”
Taking out the other card, I threw it up, frowning. I had no faith in that one working.
With a laugh, he reached out for me, but suddenly grabbed his head in pain. He began to wail, thrashing around as he stumbled around. “What have you done to me?!”
I blinked at him, then smiled, “I gave you a large brain tumor. I’ll be honest, I didn’t think that’d work.”
“You gave me cancer?! Are you insane?!” He screamed, finally falling to the ground.
Bronwyn ran over, carrying a pony that looked to be Seth. “What happened?!”
“She gave him cancer! Now help me!” Lance screamed as he ran, still running from Ayla, which we couldn’t see.
Bronwyn looked between us, seeming to slowly realize we’d switched bodies.
[Holy shit! You gave him cancer?! What is wrong with you?!]
<That’s dark, Scamp. Jesus.>
Really? Killing him, fine. Giving him cancer, too far?
“What? Lance gave him cancer?” Seth asked, not seeming to realize what’s going on yet.
Heildan began to crawl away, but I pounced forward, holding him down. “Oh no, you’re not going anywhere till you help us.”
He just looked up at me, his mask twisted in a sad, pained look. “I’ll only help if you remove this tumor! The pressure is killing me!”
I think for a moment before replying, “Deal. Start with how do we get back in our bodies?”
He looked up at me, then laughed, “I dunno!”
Rolling my eyes, I look at Bronwyn, “I need a little extra Ego, please.”
She nodded as she retrieved an Ego rune and threw it to me. I caught it, and drained the Ego into my body. A card appeared before me and after a moment of thought, I cast it on Heildan.
His masked eyes widened, “You didn’t!”
“I did,” I replied, smiling. “Truth spell.”
[Ooo get em!]
<Very smart, Scamp! Now he’ll have to tell us what we want to know!>
(WOOOO DOGGY! Get that man to get Lance back to us!)
Ignoring them, I lean down, “Alright, how do we fix this? How do we get back to our original bodies?”
“I honestly do not know! I killed the only person I’ve found with that Ego ability!” He pleaded, the spell forcing him to talk.
This brings a frown to my face as Lance runs by, crying, “Scamp please tell her to stop! She keeps screaming for me to get out and bring you back!”
“Ayla!” I yell, hoping she can hear me. “Stop chasing him, I’m working on it.”
Lance slowly stopped running, looking around in a panic, “Oh thank Christ! She stopped!”
“Wait, that mare is inside Lance’s body?” Seth asked, getting a nod from Bronwyn. “Wicked.”
I sigh and look back to Heildan. “Do you know where any other Bronies are? Like Seth over there?”
Heildan looked to be trying to stop talking, but the spell forced him to speak. “Yes!”
“Where? Write the coordinates on this paper,” I shoved a piece of paper and pen in his chest. He started to write, but then seemed to smile widely. He wrote out a set of coordinates, then fell back on his back. I looked at it, and the name he’d written under it.
“Spark?” I said in shock, a lightning strike happening as if on demand.
“SPARK?!” Lance yelled as he ran over and grabbed Heildan by the collar of his remaining jester outfit. “My son is here?!”
“He’s with Lorenzo!” Heildan laughed, beginning to roar with laughter, despite the pain he was in.
Bronwyn glared, her grip on her sword's sheath tightening.
<Kill him, Scamp! Rip his throat out with your teeth!>
[Shred every ounce of body! Leave nothing for his friends to find!]
(Make a noose and hang him from that tree over there!)
Yeah, and cancer was too far.
I pushed Lance away, holding up a hoof to stop him.
“Heildan, where is the Watcher?” I asked carefully.
He just smiled up at me, and shrugged, “No idea.”
Why did it feel like he was lying?
“Now, remove this tumor!” he demanded.
“Don’t,” Bronwyn said as she stepped up. “He’s a horrendous being, who has done things far worse than you can imagine. There is no redeeming him.”
“Everyone can be redeemed,” Lance said as he looked down at him, getting a smile in return from Heildan. “But not anyone who messes with my kids.”
In a flash, Lance reared up and slammed his hoof down on the man's face, smashing through the mask. He slammed his hoof down over and over again. A burst of cyan Ego flew from the now dead man and entered into Lance’s body, causing him to shudder.
“Oh…” Bronwyn said in shock. “That should have been a massive influx of Ego you just got.”
“Lance?” Seth asked, stepping up to Lance, looking worried.
Lance looked at him, swiping my hair out of his face, “I’m good, Seth. But I don’t have time to talk.”
Before Seth could talk further, Lance pulled out a pokeball and tapped it on Seth’s chest, causing him to get pulled into it, just like the others.
That’s unfortunate, I would have liked to at least speak with him before we sent him away.
“Now, Lance,” I said as he started to walk away. “We need to fix this problem first, then we’ll get your son back.”
“No, I’ll use your body if I have to, but I’m not sitting around and waiting for my son to get hurt!” He snapped, revealing to myself just how frightening my own face was when I was mad.
I held up a hoof, “Hang on, let me at least try something, please.”
He exhalled angrily, but nodded.
“Give me some Ego, just focus on me and transfer a bit to me,” I said, trying to explain how my Ego worked.
It took him a few tries, but eventually I saw a trail of Ego reach out to me and start to feed some directly into my body. I could feel the Ego entering my body, and it was powerful!
I gave a nod as a card appeared before me, and I attempted to try and replicate the Ego ability the man before had used on us.
But it took me four card attempts before I finally figured it out, causing us to switch back.
I stumbled a bit as I returned to my body, feeling a very powerful energy within me. Heildan was just filled with Ego! I feel like I have an endless supply now!
“Scamp!” Ayla yelled as she hugged me, her body seeming to glow with all the extra Ego we had inside of our body.
“Hey, Ayla,” I say aloud, even though I could have just thought that, and returned her hug.
Lance however, looked displeased as he stood up and looked himself over.
“You can do so much with the Ego you have, Lance,” I say, still impressed with what is possible with his Ego.
“I guess. You two ready to go get my son?” He asked, already turning to head in the direction of the teleport hub.
“Lance, we need to take a moment to collect ourselves!” I say after him, understanding his hurry, but we can’t just rush after Lorenzo.
“No! I’m not waiting another second now that I know he’s out there with that mad man!” He snapped back at me.
But Bronwyn stepped between us. “Lance, if we go in as we are now, your son will die. Listen to us.”
This seemed to stop Lance as he looked between us, his body deflating. “I just want my son to be okay.”
“He is, he’s being used as bait,” Bronwyn replied calmly. “We just need to take a moment to figure out how we’ll approach this.”
Lance didn’t look like he agreed, but he nodded. “Okay.”
She relaxed, “We need to work with you a bit and see what else we can do with those abilities you have. Scamp just proved you can do a lot more than you’ve been doing.”
“I don’t like what she did,” Lance admitted, looking at me. “I know I ended up killing him, but that wasn’t me! Something inside of you made me do that!”
I smiled sheepishly back at him, as he didn’t know about the Nightmare corruption inside of me. While it doesn’t affect me, it seems to have been able to affect his weaker soul.
“That’s… hard to explain,” I say, getting looks from both of them. “Eh… When my team killed the Nightmare, the Queen tricked us and the spell we used spread its soul between the six of us. I have a part of the Nightmare inside of me, and that’s the reason Ayla and my mind looks the way it does.”
Lance stared at me with wide eyes, looking more pissed than I’ve ever seen him.
“But,” I continued, “My fathers genes seem to have overpowered the Nightmare, making it where it can’t control me or affect me too much. But it seems it was able to affect you and influence you.”
“Damn it, Scamp,” Lance scoffed, shaking his head. “That’s something I should have been told earlier!”
“I know,” was my only response as we stared at each other.
Bronwyn sighed then turned her attention to me. “Scamp, I think you should know that right now, you have more excess Ego inside of you than I do. Heildan has been around for a very long time, same amount of time as Lorenzo actually. I can not imagine the types of souls you currently have inside of you. A few of my friends are probably in there, too.”
I frown at this, “Is that bad?”
“No,” she says after a moment. “No, it’s actually really good. We won’t be running out of Ego anytime soon, that’s for sure. Not to mention you have a few powerful beings souls within you. Ayla just became among the strongest Ego weapons around, even above mine.”
“Wow,” I muttered, not really sure how to feel about that. I didn’t kill him, it was Lance. Or I guess it was the Nightmare influencing Lance that killed him.
Ayla smiled brightly at me, “I also wanted to tell you that with all this excess Ego in me, I feel like I can try something. I just have to figure out how to do it.”
‘Like what?’
She twirled in place, “So I think we can combine our dad's original form with the Nightmare form! We may be able to transform like Lance can!”
A frown appears on my face. Transforming now? Is that what my next evolution was going to be?
“It’ll be fun!” she assured me happily.
I guess, since it’ll help us going forward. What’s giving up a little more of myself when I’ve already given up so much?
“So dramatic!” She laughed as she gasped, “I hope we get his antlers!”
‘Our dad had antlers? How do you even know that?’
“I have his memories thanks to the Nightmare!” She exclaimed, getting a sigh from me. I don’t even want to know.
I realized the other two were just staring at me, seeming to know I was talking with Ayla.
“Eh, sorry about that. What’s the plan?”
Bronwyn nodded to the house on the hill, “We’re going up there to check things out, then I’m training with Lance some more.”
And I’ll try and help Ayla with this transformation business. “Perfect.”
“Let’s just not stay here too long, please,” Lance groaned, then he looked at us in excitement. “Wait! Let me just cast another card like the one I sent you two into, but this time so we can train!”
Another one? As long as it's nothing like the first, then I can handle it.
“That is a great idea, but let me help make it this time. That way we’ll have everything we need and won’t be miserable,” Bronwyn said as she leaned down next to Lance as he brought a card up before himself.
As she talked to him and he added her ideas to the card, I sat down hard, looking up at the dark sky. The rain hadn’t come back, which I was thankful for.
“It’s going to be okay,” Ayla reassured as she sat down next to me and laid her head on top of mine.
“I hope,” I said aloud, watching the others work on the card, trying to make the perfect training dimension. “I just hope I don’t become the Nightmare after all this.”
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When the world ends, a young man gets a chance to relive his life in the world of Equestria.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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2022-11-06T16:29:08+00:00
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Chapter 12
The wind whipped past my face as I stared into Ayla’s eyes while she stood in front of me. Months of work, and we’d made barely any progress at transforming.
“Focus on me,” Ayla says as we reach out and touch hooves. A dark glow begins to form around us, slowly swirling and building up speed. The dark energy began to form a tornado around us as it began to intensify in brightness.
Suddenly, it came to a grinding halt, disappearing with a loud whoosh, leaving Ayla and me staring at each other in frustration.
“Damn it,” I muttered, dropping my hoof back to the ground.
“We’ll get it,” Ayla reassures as she leans forward and places her forehead against mine.
I sigh as I nod and turn to see Bronwyn, Lance, and their Ego weapons taking a break. Lance made it so we can see each other’s Ego weapons while inside this dimension.
“Let’s join them,” I say as we turn and head for the other two.
“That was a good attempt,” Bronwyn said as we neared them, giving us a thumbs up.
Ayla gave a nod, looking just as exhausted as I felt, “We’re making slow progress, but this would be easier if we had instructions to follow.”
Bronwyn chuckled, nodding, “Welcome to trying to do something new.”
I sat down hard and pulled out a snack pouch from one of the boxes of supplies around us. Ripping it open, I poured the contents into my mouth, munching loudly.
“They taste better if you heat them,” Lance commented as he ate his own with a spoon.
“Meh,” I shrugged and opened a second one, eating it the same way as before. Lance just rolled his eyes.
“So,” I said after I finished the pouch, looking at Lance. “Let’s go over this again.”
He sighed loudly as he turned to me, looking a bit annoyed, “I don’t know how else to tell you this; I first transformed mid-fight after my friends had been hurt by Frederic’s father. Break and Dawn took control of me and forced my body to access the holy energy within me. We didn’t know that’s what it was back then, but it just came as second nature to us.”
I nod, thinking hard, “And what about nowadays?”
“I can just do it now,” he replied, trying to think as well. “With a thought, I can switch between any of my transformations, basically instantly.” He looked at me and Alya over, “But I think it’s going to be different for you two. When you two start to transform, all that dark starry energy swirls around you. That’s completely different from me.”
Bronwyn rubbed her chin as she looked up into the sky, “Hm, maybe you’re going about it wrong.”
“How so?” I asked, my tired expression dropping into a scowl. “We’re doing our best to focus our thoughts and get on the same wavelength, but it keeps falling short right before we transform. It’s like it rejects us.”
“Have you tried not focusing on transforming, and instead trying to combine?” She asked, getting a raised eyebrow from Ayla and me. “Maybe trying to focus on doing it the way Lance does it is the wrong approach. You said you are trying to make a form combining your fathers original form with this Nightmare beings form.”
Ayla’s eyes slowly widen as she seems to realize something, “Of course!” She grabs my shoulders and shakes me as she smiles at me, “Scamp, you are more our father than I am, and I am more of the Nightmare than you are! We’ve been trying to transform as if we’re trying to just shift into a new form! But what if we should instead focus on trying to merge you and I together!”
“Like Goten and Trunks fusion in Dragon Ball Z!” Lance suddenly exclaimed, getting strange stares from everyone around him. He kind of chuckles as he looks embarrassed, “Sorry, it’s a TV show in my world. But, it's basically what you just said; try and combine yourselves together to create a completely new being! Meaning it won’t be like mine where I’m still in there, controlling what I do, but instead it’ll be whatever you two become when combined! That make sense?”
I blink at him, a smile slowly forming on my face, “Now that’s something I haven’t thought of.”
“Let’s try it!” Ayla yelled as she ran back to our original position, jumping from hoof to hoof in excitement.
Giving a nod to the others, I stand and walk back to Ayla, standing before her.
“Okay!” she says, smiling brightly, “This time, don’t try and focus on thinking about what I am, instead focus on merging into me. Think about becoming one singular being with me.”
I nod, not fully understanding, but having an idea.
We squared up, and reached out to touch hooves. Unlike before, where it was a slow start up, the dark energy seemed to burst from us. Flying around us at an incredibly fast speed.
Staring into Ayla’s eyes, I felt a deeper connection to her than I had before. Then I blinked out.
ooo000<^>000ooo
This is… strange.
I blinked as the world faded into focus in front of me, revealing the shocked faces of my friends. This felt… very weird. Not wrong, just weird.
“I’m… alive?” I say out loud, my voice deep and raspy, but also pleasant to the ear.
“Scamp?” Lance asked as he approached.
I looked up at him, and shook my head. “No, I’m not Scamp.”
“Ayla then?” he asked, looking worried.
Again, I shook my head, “No, I’m neither. I’m both. New and unique. I am Scayla.”
“What? So it is like DBZ,” Lance muttered, then smiled happily up at me. “You look amazing, by the way.”
I blink down at him, then summon a mirror using magic. Staring into it, I looked myself over.
A tall, dark coated mare stared back at me. Dark, starry antlers sat atop my head, and somehow I’d gained piercings on my lips, nose, and ears. My midnight blue mane flickered with stars, same as the space around my pupils. My cutie mark changed to reflect who I am now; it was the same cutie mark as Scamp’s, but now the playing card had a crescent moon and the symbol of Nightmare Moon.
“Perfect,” I say, smiling.
“You have magic now?!” Lance said in shock, getting a sly smile from me. “But you don't have a horn?”
Chuckling, I give myself a twirl, loving how free I feel now. “I don’t need a horn, my body is a conductor of magic.” Flaring my wings, a loud whoosh is heard, causing my smile to grow impossibly larger. “Being alive is so amazing!”
“Are you…” Lance said slowly, looking back at the others, “Still Ayla and Scamp?”
With another twirl, I come to a stop, staring down at him, “If you mean do I still have the same desires as them, then yes, I do. I am the two combined, I know and want what they do. But you need to understand this, I am me. So call me by my name, please.”
“Okay, Scayla, it is nice to meet you then,” he said, holding out a hoof.
I take his hoof and shake it, both rough and elegantly. He grimaces a bit, but doesn’t protest.
“Now,” I say, turning and walking towards some test dummies, “If you don’t mind, Lance, I want to play around a bit.”
“Uh, sure, go ahead,” he said, seeming to not know what to do with me.
Stepping up to the twenty or so test dummies, I flexed my body, power and energy bursting from me. This felt good, very good.
My body not only conducted magic through it, I was also a living Ego weapon. Blades could come out of any part of me.
With that in mind, let's try this.
I flared my wings and flapped them hard in front of myself, sending my Ego and magic mixed together towards the dummies. They don’t stand a chance as they are shredded by the combination.
“Ooo, now that’s fun!” I exclaim, realizing I have a different Ego from Scamp. While her’s seemed to shut off others' Ego and allowed her to transfer it, mine was more brutal.
To test it, I took a tendril of Ego and slapped it across a remaining dummy, slicing it in half.
My Ego appears to be able to affect the physical world, basically becoming impossibly sharp whips. The possibilities were endless!
The dummies replaced themselves as I sprang into the world, Ego exploding out of my body, tendrils springing forward and impaling each dummy through the chest. They were each then shredded as I flexed my Ego, causing it to whip around violently.
Landing back on all fours, I flipped my long mane back, smiling proudly.
“Jesus fucking christ,” Lance said from afar. “That is the scariest thing I’ve ever seen.”
Bronwyn had a different opinion though, “That is so beautiful!”
I turn and bow to the pair, their own Ego weapons standing behind them. “Thank you, my friends.”
“Woooo, that is some fine abilities you got there, Scayla!” Eclipse exclaimed as he walked towards me.
A tendril whipped forward and smacked his forehead, sending him flying back behind Lance. I chose to make the Ego blunt instead of sharp, no need to hurt him, badly. “Thank you, Eclipse, but stay over there, please.”
Melody stepped around Bronwyn and stepped up to me, looking me over. “This is beyond impressive. Ego weapon and soulbind, combining. I’ve never heard of anything like this before.”
“Thank you, Melody,” I say, smiling at her.
“What? She doesn’t get hit but I do?” Eclipse whined, getting shushed by Lance.
“I’m not very fond of you,” I say bluntly, barely glancing his way.
“Eh… fair,” Eclipse says, chuckling to himself.
Giving another bow, I spin back around, “If you’ll all excuse me for real this time, I’d like to train alone for a bit.”
“Of course,” Melody says, returning to Bronwyn.
I walk further away this time, stepping up to more test dummies.
Behind me, I could hear the others also resuming their training.
So, if my Ego can be used as blunt and bladed weapons, what else can it do?
With a moment of thought, a wicked look fell across my face as my Ego shot forward. Multiple tendrils grabbed the same dummy on all its limbs and lifted it into the air. With no effort at all, I pulled it apart in all directions, dropping all the pieces to the ground below.
“Starting to look like a villain,” I muttered, then smiled to myself.
With the endless amount of Ego within me, I felt literally unstoppable.
Then an idea slipped into my mind, as if someone else suggested it. My eyes widened, as the idea excited me.
With a thought, new dummies appeared, these ones being more lifelike than the ones before. Their bodies are closer to a living human than the previous; organ’s, bones, and all.
My Ego tendrils rose above me and shot forward, impaling each in the top of the head. With a bit of effort, I forced my Ego to branch out through their bodies, extending through each limb and appendages. Their bodies wiggled and jerked violently as my Ego spread through them.
With my Ego connected to them and fully spread through them, I flexed the tendrils.
Like uncoordinated zombies, the lifelike dummies began walking towards me. I smiled brightly as I made them start dancing awkwardly.
I can control a corpse? Oh yeah, things are all coming together now.
“The level of disturbing is off the charts with that,” Lance said as he flew above me, looking a bit sick at the display.
I lifted one of the dummies up to him and threw its arms wide. Lance cringed away, but I jerked the dummy forward, forcing it to hug Lance.
“Gah! Get this thing off of me, Scamp!” He squealed, thrashing about.
“Not my name,” I yelled back in a sing-song voice.
“Scayla!” He yelped as I added four more to the now group hug.
I laugh loudly as I pull the puppets away from Lance, causing him to flee back to Bronwyn, who was also laughing at the display.
Looking at my new puppets, I nod in approval. I whip my Ego, causing the tendrils inside the dummies to spin, turning into mini blinders as they completely obliterate the dummies bodies.
“Brutal,” I say in awe, in love with all my abilities and the possibilities they presented.
ooo000<^>000ooo
I trotted back to the group, not even tired after hours of training.
As I approached, I used my magic to levitate multiple different food pouches out of the supply boxes. With a thought, small balls of heat formed around each of them, heating them.
With all the class I had, I began to rip open pouches and pull the contents out with magic. I basically shoveled it all into my mouth, being just, if not more so, a messy eater as Scamp.
“Yep, Scamp is indeed in there alright,” Lance chuckled, watching me devour pouch after pouch.
I just rolled my eyes at him, not really caring about how I came off as I enjoyed my dinner.
“Scamp will be returning, correct?” Bronwyn asked, seeming a bit worried.
“Of course,” I reply, tossing all the empty pouches over my shoulder, pulling out even more. “I can end this coalescence whenever I want.”
As I pushed more food into my mouth, something rumbled within me as I felt something tear deep inside.
ooo000<^>000ooo
I slammed face first into the dirt, Ayla doing the same on my opposite side.
Groaning, I sat up and rubbed the dirt from my face.
“Welcome back you two,” Bronwyn chuckled, picking at her food with a fork.
Blinking, it slowly came back to me. It felt like a dream, only faintly remembering bits and pieces of what happened when we were fused.
“That was amazing!” Ayla proclaimed, joy clear on her face.
I could only nod my head, the experience still too new to me to be able to form an opinion on it.
“You were scary as fuck,” Lance said, getting a nod of agreement from Eclipse.
“Scary is good,” Melody commented. “The power Scayla possesses is nothing like anything I’ve ever seen.”
Scayla? So that’s the name of the fusion. The imagery of vicious Ego tendrils shredding through dummies filled my mind. Lance was right, that is scary.
Ayla nodded in agreement, knowing what I was thinking.
Looking back to Lance, I nod to his floating cards next to him. “Made any more progress?”
He glanced at his cards and gave a sharp nod, “Aye. Bronwyn helped me realize a lot about my powers, but I’m not comfortable doing the things you did, or anything similar. I’m not a killer.”
“That’s okay,” I assure him. “That’s why you got me, I kill so you don’t have to.”
He smiled back at me, giving me a tip of his hat.
“So you’ve made progress, just not ‘kill them all’ kinds of progress?” Ayla asked sweetly.
“Eh, yeah, pretty much,” he replied, looking anywhere but her as she stared at him with wide joy filled eyes.
I can’t help but grin at the two as I pick up a food pouch, frowning when I find it empty. Shifting through the box, finding all of them to be empty as well. “Oh come on, who ate my supply?”
“You did, technically,” Bronwyn said, laughing at my angry face as I kicked the box over.
ooo000<^>000ooo
The portal opened before us, revealing the wheat fields beyond. I stepped through first, just catching a glimpse of the portal we originally entered closing. As the others stepped out, I looked around, seeing the body of Heildan still sitting a few feet away. His smashed mask seemed to stare straight at me.
Ayla appeared over him and stuck her tongue out at his smashed up face, causing me to chuckle.
“So, saving my son now?” Lance asked, looking ready to go.
“We will try, but I’m warning you, Lorenzo is the top dog. We could train you two for a full reset, and I still wouldn’t be confident in us fighting him.” Bronwyn said with a sigh.
“I don’t care,” Lance came back with, looking determined. “He has my son, and I will do whatever it takes to get him back.”
I nod, pulling my hood up, “Besides, we probably don’t need to kill Lorenzo, just get Spark and bounce.”
Bronwyn didn’t look convinced as she adjusted the strap on her sword. Her head suddenly snapped up and she turned to the lone scarecrow that sat in the field, its head facing us.
“What?” I asked, not seeing anything out of place.
“We were being watched,” she said with a frown as she shot her Ego towards it, grabbing hold of it and yanking it over to us. As it landed, the head rolled off of the body, revealing a strange device inside of it. Ego seemed to emanate from it as Bronwyn lifted it up.
“By who?” Lance asked, stepping up next to her.
She glared down into the eyes of the scarecrow, “Larenzo and his cronies.”
Lance grabbed the head and stared into its eyes, shifting into Breaking Dawn mode. “I’m coming for your ass’s, fuckers! Don’t even try to hide! I will find you and pound your ass!” He paused, the flames of his eyes crackling quietly. “Pound it in the non sexual way!”
“Okay,” Bronwyn said as she took the head and shattered it with her bare hands.
“Nice one, Lance,” I replied, an eyebrow raised as I smiled at him. He frowned at me, shifting out of his rage form.
“Let’s just go get my kid, alright?” he said, shrugging off his blunder of words.
I flash my Ego bladed teeth, “Let’s go then.”
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Discord,Main 6,Original Character,Princess Celestia,Princess Luna,Human,Adventure,Comedy,Drama,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Death,Gore,Profanity,Sex,Violence
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Living The Dream
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When the world ends, a young man gets a chance to relive his life in the world of Equestria.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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2022-10-24T19:18:52+00:00
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2023-01-28T19:48:53+00:00
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Chapter 13
“This is where the coordinates lead?” Lance asked as we stepped out of the teleport hub, all confused at what we were seeing.
“I expected… I don’t know, something more deathy?” I said, a look of complete confusion on my face.
“Lorenzo is a… special kind of being,” Bronwyn said, a disappointed look on her face.
The landscape all around us was a strange combination of a circus, amusement park, and a Chuck E. Cheese. A giant sign sat before the teleport hub; ‘Lorenzo’s Fun Park’.
“This is the guy who’s your worst enemy?” I said, dumbfounded.
She just facepalmed, “I swear, this is not what I expected his personal slice of the Plains to look like.”
“Welcome to Lorenzo’s Fun Park!” A man in a mascot outfit said as he walked up to us, doing a little dance.
“And you couldn’t find him, even though he has a whole park named after him?” I asked with a smirk.
“The Plains are… endless,” she sighed, slamming both hands into her face.
I looked at the mascot as he danced to us. Taking a step forward, I cleared my throat, “Alright then, a few questions.”
Lance shot past me, in Breaking Dawn mode, and tackled the mascot.
“Where’s my son?!” He roared, holding the mascot up by his collar. When he didn’t get an answer right away, he slammed his hoof into his face.
“Where’s my son?!” He punched him again. “Where’s my son?!” He punched him yet again. “Where’s my MOTHERFUCKING SON?!” He slammed his hoof into his face, then ripped the oversized head off, revealing a beaten and bloody young man's face.
“Please stop!” he yelled through broken teeth, “If you lost your son, he might be at the Security Office!”
“Thank you!” Lance yelled, pulling him up and headbutting him. Knocking him unconscious.
“I’m pretty sure that was just a normal teenager,” I said as I stepped past Lance and the unconscious mascot.
Lance shakes his head, looking around for more mascots to shake down. “He’s a minion of the man who has my kid, they get no mercy.”
I try not to laugh, knowing he was being serious.
“Let me handle this,” Bronwyn said, patting his shoulder. “We shouldn’t attack random people, like kids.”
“That’s not a kid,” Lance said, gesturing to the mascot. “An eighteen year old at the minimum.”
“AH! Hello! Welcome to… HOLY FUCK, MARK!” Another mascot yelped as he approached, but noticed the knocked out kid.
“Ah shit, Lance?” I said, waving to the mascot.
“Where’s my kid!” Lance roared as he flew towards the fleeing Mascot, tackling him to the ground.
I chuckle as I look at Bronwyn. “Alright, so what’s the real plan here?”
She watched Lance assault the poor mascot before looking at me, “This park of his looks to be massive, like most of the places are on the Plains. But he knows we’re coming, and he wouldn’t hide from us. I think what the kid over there said is our best course of action.”
“Security Office,” I said with a nod as Lance trotted back to us, breathing heavily.
“Okay, I got the guy to talk. Security Office, best place to start,” he adjusted his coat collar and hat.
“Good work, Lance,” I said, a little sly smile on my face. “Let’s get going before more mascots fall victim to your wrath.”
“Yes,” he said, holding up a hoof and flexing it, “My wrath for those that take my kids.”
“Yeah, that one,” I say, stifling a laugh as we walk down the hill and into the park itself.
Luckily for us, a map lay before us. This park was indeed massive, looking to expand a few hundred miles in all directions. Something like high speed trains seemed to be the best way to traverse the park.
“Where would they keep Spark?” Lance said, hovering up and examining the map closely.
“Impossible to tell,” Bronwyn said as she walked up and placed her finger against the map. “Here’s the Security Office.”
I looked where she was pointing, then traced it back to us. A decent walk for sure.
“If we take a tram, we’ll be there in a few minutes,” She said, looking in the direction of a tram station.
WIthout a word, Lance turned and flew in that direction. We followed shortly behind, not taking that long to reach the station.
Upon arriving we were greeted by a nice looking lady with a clipboard.
“Hello guest!” She said with a wave.
Lance started to step towards her, but Bronwyn grabbed him by the tail.
I instead stepped forward, “Uh, we want to go to the Security Office. He lost his, uh, kid.”
“Oh no! A lost child is a big deal!” she exclaimed, covering her mouth. “Come come! I’ll get you heading in the right direction!”
“Well thank you, ma’am,” I say nicely, seeing Lance still lurch towards her a bit.
She leads us to one of the many trains and puts out her hand, “Take this one to the next station. The Security Office will be two blocks to the west.”
“Thank you again,” Bronwyn says as she drags Lance onto the train. I follow behind them, turning to thank her.
But as I turned, the door slammed shut, and the woman’s face twisted into a wide smile. She transformed into a tall slender man, waving to us.
“Lenrick!” Bronwyn yelled as the train suddenly shot away from the station, flying down the track at an impossible speed.
“What just happened?” I asked in a panic.
She grimaced as she put a hand on her sword, “We walked into the trap.”
“Good,” Lance said, flexing his wings and shifting into his Holy Dawn form. “That means we’re close to the ones who have Spark.”
“Being this close is bad for your health,” someone said from behind us as the doors at the end of the train car opened and two people walked in.
Bronwyn tensed up at seeing them. “Marco and Yaz.”
“Bronny,” the woman said, a crooked smile on her face. “Ready for another rematch already?”
I looked the pair over, not seeing much impressive about them. They were dressed in pretty bland clothing, blue jeans and tshirts.
Some reason, this actually made them look more imposing.
Bronwyn drew her sword, eying the woman. “You two take Marco. Don’t even bother using Ego against him, his Ego causes all others to be ineffective against him.”
“Noted,” I muttered, putting on my mask.
“Yaz’s Ego will send you into a dream world that she controls,” she says as she lowers into a fighting stance. “If you find yourself there, you need to kill yourself. If you let anything else kill you, then you’ll actually die.”
“Duly noted,” I said with a frown.
Lance growled as he stared at the pair, seeming ready to rip their heads off.
Yaz drew her own longsword and sliced at the wall next to her, “Don’t even think about escaping through the walls. This here is an Ego train, indestructible.”
“Fucking Lenrick,” Bronwyn hissed.
Without warning, Ego shot from Yaz’s body, aimed for each of us. Bronwyn reacted fast and slid forward, slicing each tendril before it reached any of us. She then sprang forward, engaging the other woman.
Marco strolled towards us, hands out wide, “Well well, I’ll have to admit, I haven’t fought horses before. So this’ll be new.” A large sledgehammer suddenly appeared in his hand.
Lance and I took a step away from each other, trying to get a bit of distance to engage him. The train car wasn’t that wide, just barely enough room for all of us to stand side by side. But there was still plenty of room for him to use that large hammer of his.
“Lance, follow my lead,” I say, thankfully getting a nod from him.
I bared all my blades and then spun forward, wings propelling me forward. With as much speed and flexibility as I could muster, I began to relentlessly attack him, all my hooves and wings flashing.
But he easily used the handle of his sledgehammer to deflect all my attacks.
That’s the moment Lance appeared, his hoof seeming to blaze with fire as he threw it towards Marco. Even though he blocked Lance’s attack, he was thrown backwards, skidding across the ground.
Not wanting to give him a chance to recover, I teleport behind him before he comes to a stop, and spin my wing blades down at him.
Annoyingly, he somehow twists his body and blocks my attack.
My vision went dark as I suddenly found myself slamming into the roof of the train car, then falling to the ground in a heap.
“Scamp!” Lance yelled as I heard him engage Marco.
I coughed violently as I pushed myself up, my mask shattered into my face. Reaching up, I pulled the ruined mask from my face, then pulled a few shards from my face. Did he hit me in the face with his hammer?! I didn’t even see him move!
A grunt got my attention as I heard Lance get hit by the hammer, but he didn’t fall as he continued to attack the man.
With another grunt, I pushed myself to my hooves and started to fly towards the fight, but out of the corner of my eye I saw a Ego tendril snap forward and catch my back hoof.
SHIT!
ooo000<^>000ooo
I stumbled as I found myself in a strange environment, large flowers all around me.
“Ah, got you!” the voice of Yaz called out in glee. Something large started running towards me through the flower-like trees.
Shit! How am I supposed to kill myself? My Ego weapon can’t harm me, so what then?
The sound grew closer as my time started to run out.
Ayla appeared beside me and started digging through my pockets. She pulled out a single knife and hoofed it to me.
Taking it, I realized it was one of my old talons from before I got my Ego weapon.
I frowned as I held the small talon, not really liking what came next.
With a boom a massive astral looking wolf burst out of the forest and landed before me.
Without a word it lunged straight for me.
Grimacing, I slammed the talon into my throat, eyes shooting wide at the surprising amount of pain I felt.
I stabbed three more times as I fell to the ground, the wolf mere feet away.
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I let out a loud gasp as I jumped to my feet, completely disoriented as I returned to reality.
“That’s how you do it, Scamp!” Bronwyn cheered as she and the other woman danced around each other, blades flashing at incredible speeds.
Looking at Lance I saw him struggling to keep up with Marco. A card flashed and Lance’s speed seemed to pick up as he now matched the speed of Marco.
I froze time as I teleported over and went for a fatal attack with my talons. But he just spun on me and blocked my attack again, catching me completely off guard. Looks like his Ego also negates other abilities as well.
He grabbed me by the collar and threw me into the frozen Lance, sending us both flying into the wall as time resumed.
Lance yelped in shock at the sudden change of going from attacking to hitting a wall.
“He outclasses us,” I say as we both pull ourselves to our hooves.
“Yep. Try following my lead this time,” Lance replies, not seeming to be discouraged at all.
He trotted forward, dropping out of his Holy Dawn form. “We don’t need to fight,” he said simply, much to the amusement of Marco.
“You’re right,” he replied, twirling his hammer. “All we really want is you, if you agree to come with us, we’ll spare your friends.”
Lance frowned as he looked back at me. I shook my head, eyes wide. “You know,” he started, looking back to Marco, “Normally I would take that offer. But you all made a mistake.”
“Let me guess, we took your kid so now no mercy?” Marco laughed, still twirling his large hammer around his body.
“Exactly,” Lance replied simply as his body exploded in a blast of energy, causing me to look away.
When I looked back, I saw he was in his strange Angel slash Demon form, looking angrier than he had the first time I saw it.
“Scamp! Ego, NOW!” he bellowed as his wings flared, much larger than they’d been before.
I didn’t waste time as I attached my Ego to him and began to pump more and more of my excess Ego into him.
As I did, the glow around his Ego gauntlets increased as six cards appeared and flashed.
Marco just watched in amusement, seeming to not want to interrupt whatever Lance was doing.
“You’ve just made your second mistake!” Lance yelled as the energy exploded around him again, a final card flashing as I finally pulled my Ego tendril from him.
“And what could that mistake be? Letting you power up?” Marco mocked, spinning his hammer a final time and holding it up, ready for Lance’s impending attack.
“Letting me power up!” Lance roared, but paused when he realized what Marco had said. Instead of commenting on it, he just burst forward, the ground where he’d been standing shattering.
He damaged the train?!
Lance slammed into the handle of the hammer with his head, knocking Marco back as he did so. He then began to slam his hooves forward, and even though they were blocked, loud booms were heard with each impact.
Marco’s confident smirk slowly faded as he looked to become serious.
A tendril of Ego shot towards Lance, coming from Yaz. Not missing a beat, I sprang forward and sliced it with my talons, severing it before it reached Lance.
Ayla appeared before me, “Come on, Scamp, let’s fuse to make Scayla!”
‘No!’ I say suddenly, surprising both of us. ‘I don’t trust her…’
Ayla frowned at me, looking very displeased. “But she could wipe the floor with these two!”
I don’t know what it was, but remembering how she acted didn’t sit well with me. Plus, I did not like not being in control of my own actions. I’m pretty sure I had been the reason we split up earlier than intended when we first fused. “We can handle this without her.”
She sighed, but didn’t fight it as she faded away.
We can do this, I know we can.
Kicking off the ground, I shot towards the fight between Lance and Marco, my own attacks joining the onslaught.
Now with both of us, he started to falter.
“Lorenzo!” he suddenly yelled in a panic, looking up at a camera-like device. “Help!”
Nothing happened as we pushed our attack. Then, with a resounding boom, Lance punched his hammer out of his hands.
Marco’s eyes went wide as Lance’s hoof freely connected with his face, spraying gore onto the car behind him. The headless body stumbled a bit before collapsing. A massive amount of Ego poured from the body and into Lance.
Lance, looking unfazed that he just killed someone, spun and flew towards Bronwyn and Yaz. I just stood there, shocked that he actually killed him. That wasn’t really Lance’s style after all.
“You bitch!” I heard Lance roar as he punched her sword as she swung it for him, deflecting it away and punching her in the chest.
Just like Marco, a large amount of blood, bone, and organs blew out her back and covered the car behind her.
“What?!” Yaz spat, not fully comprehending what just happened. She stepped back, reaching up and touching her chest, where a large hole now resided.
“That ones for Spark,” Lance grunted, spinning around and bucking her in the face, sending her flying backward into the wall.
Bronwyn looked at Yaz, then to Marco, looking completely shocked at what she was seeing. “Did you just…”
“One shot them? I did,” Lance confirmed as he stayed in his Angel/Demon form. Ego began to flood his body again as it drained from the now dead Yaz.
Bronwyn and I shared a look, both not realizing just how powerful Lance truly could be if he put aside his morals.
“Bravo!” A man's elegant voice said over a loudspeaker.
“Lorenzo,” Bronwyn said grimly as she looked up at a camera above us.
“It’s good to see you again, Bron. Bring more friends to die for you?” Lorenzo asked. She looked pained, but continued to glare up at the camera.
“It doesn’t matter,” he continued, “What the late Marco said is true; we’re only interested in that one, the Lance character. We just want him, pass him along and you two are free to go.”
“Ain’t happening,” Lance said, flying up and putting his face in the camera. “I meant what I said, I’m finding you and beating your ass! Then I’m taking my son away from this hell hole!”
“Ah, yes you did say that, didn’t you?” Lorenzo chuckled. “I’m going to spoil something for you; your little truth spell trick didn’t work on Heildan. He was acting. I don’t have your stupid kid, but I know where he is.”
“Where?!” Lance yelled, shaking the camera.
“Where else but with your friend the Watcher!” he roared with laughter, causing Lance to destroy the camera.
“Hey now, no need for the anger,” Lorenzo retorted, another camera in the room turning to face us.
Lance flew to it and grabbed it as well, “Touching my kid was the worse mistake you could of made!”
“Surely,” Lorenzo jokes. “I can take you to him, you just have to surrender and let me take you to the Watcher. You can have one last father son moment together.”
“Or,” Lance offers, “I can kill you, then the Watcher, and get him myself.”
“You could, yes,” Lorenzo conceded, “If you ever find the Watcher that is.”
A door down the hall opened, and a strange lizard-like man stepped into the room.
“But I’m afraid I’m not going to be facing you three today. So I leave you in the capable claws of my associate, Leem. He’ll make sure to treat you to something special.”
As Leem the lizard man stepped forward, he licked his lips happily.
“Leem, get rid of that female horse's left leg, the one with the symbol, before you send her on her way. That little mark is an annoyance I don’t want to deal with later.” Lorenzo said before the mic seemed to shut off, leaving us with just the lizard man.
“Gladly,” Leem said in a low, gleeful voice.
Lance landed next to us, staring the creature up and down. “He doesn’t look to tough?”
She just shook her head, “Don’t underestimate him, you two.”
“I don’t like this,” I said, not liking that I had been singled out.
“Scamp, negate his Ego. Lance, try and use some of the cards we came up with against him. I’ll keep his attention the best I can.
Leem’s arms then split into four as he pulled out four different curved swords. “I warn you three, I haven’t eaten today, so I’ll be a bit rusty.”
We began to advance on the lizard man, being extra careful of him since his Ego was a mystery.
“Be careful,” he warned as we approached. “I bite.”
“Yeah?” I reply, Bronwyn shooting forward and slamming blades with him. “So do I!”
All three of us engaged him, attacking from all angles. He easily used his multiple limbs to deflect our attacks and keep us all at bay. My Ego attached to him, but he didn’t seem to care as he let me remain attached.
Lance flashed a card, causing Leem to grunt painfully.
With a whip of his tail, he slapped Lance away and sliced my Ego, allowing him to use his Ego. His body flashed a light Cyan color.
Bronwyn and I pressed our attacks, and I was able to slip through and cleave off one of his arms. He yelped in pain as Bronwyn sliced another off, then impaled him through the chest.
He grabbed her sword and held it in himself as he brought another sword around to strike her.
Abandoning her blade, she dashed back, dodging the attack. Using her own Ego, she pulled the blade from his chest and caught it.
Springing forward, Lance cast another card, blowing a chunk out of Leem’s side with a energy blast.
With everything I had, I sliced away at him, taking parts of his body with each attack.
He roars and springs back, looking to be falling to pieces. With a swipe, he again cut my Ego form himself.
“Stupid teamwork!” he roared as the Cyan flashed over his body again, causing all of us to stare in shock.
He was completely unhurt now, all the damage we’d inflicted on him gone. He was now back to his prefight state.
“Oh that’s not good,” Bronwyn muttered. “This must be the assassin I’ve heard so much about. Lorenzo’s personal pet.”
Leem laughed, twirling his blades, “Figured out my Ego yet?”
“Save point,” Bronwyn replied, getting a wide smile from Leem in return. “This isn’t good.”
“Can we even kill him?” Lance asked.
“We can, it’ll just have to be instant. Before he can use his Ego to revert his body back to a non damaged state.” She looked him over as he just waited for us, seeming to enjoy watching us try and figure out how to beat him. “Or just get him to use his ability to return to his home point.”
“Then let’s get to beating,” Lance said as he cast a card, causing Leem’s head to explode. “Easy as that.”
Leems body flashed, returning to normal. “Yeah, not that easy, horse man.”
“Scamp, we’re going to have to rely on you here,” Bronwyn said, getting a nod from me.
The three of us began to approach Leem again, this time with knowledge of what he can do.
“Prefect,” he said, raising his swords into a fight stance. “Lambs to the slaughter.”
We sprang forward, our attacks all being blocked by his swords.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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Chapter 14
I recoiled back, breathing heavily. This fight was turning into more of a endurance battle, with the three of us on the losing end as he just kept reverting back to a fresh battle ready state.
Bronwyn stumbled back from blocking an attack, blood pouring down her face from a gash where he’d almost taken her head.
Lance didn’t look any better, but was not winded at all in his Angel/Demon form. He was the only one who kept up the onslaught on Leem.
Despite everything we’ve thrown at him, even with my Ego attached, he’s been able to find a way to save himself. This was starting to look hopeless.
“Come on, you guys are looking a bit tired! We just started!” he laughed, blocking Lance’s attacks with ease.
“This is the power of a top ranker,” Bronwyn muttered, wiping blood from her eyes. “He’s too far ahead of me for me to be of any help.”
“No, we can do this,” I reassure, standing up fully and teleporting behind him, going for a surprise attack. But he had learned our fighting styles well over the course of the fight, and a blade came over his shoulder and blocked me.
“Bring out, Scayla!” Bronwyn yelled as she rejoined the attack, getting put on the defensive almost immediately.
“No!” I yell, trying to get around his defense. “We don’t need her!”
“Yes we do!” Lance yelled, deflecting blades and trying to find an opening of his own.
Something inside of me begged to be released, to handle this lizard man itself. But I grimaced, not liking the idea.
“Scamp please!” Ayla yelled from a few feet away. “He’s going to end up killing one of us if we don't do something!”
I grind my teeth as I fly backwards away from the fighting. “Fine!”
Ayla smiled in relief as we touched hooves.
Just as before, the dark energy swirled around us and consumed us, much faster than the last time we did it.
Ayla gave me a reassuring smile as the darkness took over.
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“Ah!” I said loudly as I came too, standing before the others' battle. “I was starting to think she’d never let me back out!”
“Scayla, assistance!” Bronwyn yelled, barely deflecting a slice of the swords.
“Everyone back!” I yelled, causing Bronwyn and Lance to dash away from the lizard man. “I can handle him alone.”
“Oh! Confident, are we?” he said, squaring up with me.
I didn’t need to respond as my Ego flared out of my body, multiple tendrils floating around me.
“Interesting,” was his only response as they all flew towards him.
Leem cut most of them out of the air, but a few slipped through, impaling him. His body began to flash rapidly as I began to spin my Ego around him, shredding him.
Despite basically dropping him into a blender of death, he just kept flashing and restoring his body. Seemed he could indeed withstand being cut to pieces and still save himself.
Now that is annoying.
He began to push against my attack, flashing so fast that the moment I cut through him, it fixed itself.
As he neared, I changed tactics, swooshing my wings towards him as a magical barrier slammed into him, knocking him backwards.
I sent two tendrils into the two bodies around me, taking control of them and pulling them towards myself. They may not have their Ego or weapons anymore, but I had other uses for them.
Pushing them forward, using my tendrils to keep him distracted, I used the two corpses to latch onto him, holding him in a tight embrace.
Now that he couldn’t move, I sent a tendril straight through his eye and down into his body. He screamed in agony as he fought against the corpses, but more of my Ego began to wrap around his body. Constricting him like a snake.
My Ego trailed through his body as it flashed Cyan over and over again, trying to save himself.
It didn’t take long for me to spread my Ego’s tendrils through his body.
With a smirk, I released my tendrils from around him, letting him go free. But instead of him being able to do anything on his own accord, I began to move him around like a puppet.
“Get out of me!” he screamed in both anger and panic.
“Look at me, I’m a stupid lizard boy,” I mocked, making him dance around, throwing his blades aside.
He roared, body still flashing.
“Looks like you need to do that whole ‘return home’ thing you got for yourself,” I mocked, laughing at his angry face.
With a twirl, I made him dance over to standing before me, my head at the same height as his.
“So where’d all that confidence go?” I asked with a fake caring voice.
He glared at me, then a smile twitched onto his face. “I think someone's a bit too confident in themself.”
“That’s what happens when you’re stronger than your…” my eyes widened as I felt a strange sensation shoot up my body.
“SCAMP!” Bronwyn screamed as she sprinted towards us, Lance not far behind her.
I glanced down in a daze, seeing a pair of new arms sticking out of Leems stomach, holding my now severed left foreleg in their claws.
“Probably should learn the full extent of the people you fight before bringing them so close,” he mocked, a new arm shooting out and grabbing my antler.
A new sensation took over my body as I felt everything lurch backwards.
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The feeling of needing to vomit took me over as I rolled onto my side and threw up whatever contents were inside my stomach. I heaved a few more times, puking a few more times.
I did this for a few moments before I ended in a dry heave, coughing raggedly.
Once I was sure I was done, I finally looked around. Nothing made sense. The last thing I remember was fusing to make Scayla, then winning against Leem…
Wait, we didn’t win.
I looked down at my left hoof and felt sick as a stump greeted me, cut off right below the knee.
The PDA in my right leg was gone as well.
Forcing myself to stand, despite how dizzy I felt, I looked around. I was in a small stone cell, and a loud sound could be heard far in the distance. Like a cheering crowd.
“You’re probably confused,” Leem said, stepping into view on the other side of the bars.
With a grunt, I sprung for him, but the bars stopped me, a faint cyan glow surrounding them and the walls around me. Just like the train.
“Anyone I teleport with always gets knocked out,” he said as he strolled to a table and held up my severed foreleg. “Now, this symbol here is pretty interesting. Giving you all those sweet powers. Teleportation and time control? I see why Lorenzo wanted those gone.”
“Where are we?” I ask, staring daggers at him.
He just smiles and throws a set of his arms wide, “My home! The Colosseum at the end of the Plains!”
I just stared at him, “I thought the Plains were endless?”
“They are,” he conceded, looking my leg over. “It’s just a figure of speech. We’re so far from a teleporting hub that we’re basically at the end of the Plains.”
With a glare, I looked around.
‘Ayla?’
Seeming to know what I was doing, he chuckles. “Oh don’t even try to use any Ego or your Ego weapons. Everyone here but myself and a select few have their Ego’s turned off. Keeps things fair and entertaining.”
“What are you even talking about?” I asked in annoyance, face pressed into the bars.
He just chuckled and waved my hoof at myself. “You’ll see very soon. If you survive, you’ll join the general populace and fellow competitors. It’ll be hard though, seeing as you’re down a leg.”
I don’t like where this is going.
With a wave of my foreleg, he pointed down a long hallway, “Here shortly, my trusted guards will come and take you to face your death. I do hope you win though,” he says, taking a meaty bite out of my leg, chewing thoughtfully. “So I can watch you suffer and fight for survival longer. Consider it pay back for using me like a puppet for your amusement.”
Snorting, I spit a wad of mucus at him, landing on his foot. He just flicks it off and walks past me, munching on my leg still.
“Good luck, horse, you’ll need it.”
Once he was gone, I sat back down and grabbed my stump, hissing. I was no longer wearing any of my clothes from before, so I had no makeshift bandage to wrap around it. Luckily, it looked like someone had already burned the wound, so it wasn’t bleeding anymore.
“Fuck,” I muttered, the gravity of my situation still not fully hitting me yet.
I just hope Bronwyn and Lance are okay. I barely remember anything, but I remember them trying to get to me before I blacked out.
Damn it, Scayla! This is why I didn’t want to let her out! Not only do I not trust her, she just seems so off! She let this happen to us!
A sound caused me to look up, seeing a strange owl-like face looking at me from the other side of the bars.
“What the fuck do you want?” I snap, not wanting to put up with anyone else at that moment.
The strange creature started to rise, revealing a long body. Hindlegs like a kangaroo, and a scarf of feathers around its neck. Many different healed scars covered its body, a few worse than others.
It didn’t say anything, just held onto the bars and blinking at me.
“What?!” I yell, standing up and pointing my stump at it. “Gawking at the wounded mare?! Liking what you see?!”
Without a word, the creature reached into a pouch slung over itself and pulled out a small object. It held it through the bars to me, offering it to me.
I eye it warily, not sure I’m up to trusting anyone else now.
The creature shakes the object at me, looking confused that I won't take it.
Rolling my eyes, I stand to my hooves and hobbles over, taking the little box.
Using my wings, I open the box, eyes widening a bit. A simple sandwich greeted me.
I look up at the creature, its beak shaped into a smile.
“Uh, thank you?” I say, taking it out of the box and taking a bite, surprised it tasted good. I quickly shoved the entire thing into my mouth, followed by a cough as I choked on the dry bread.
A little bottle of water was offered to me, which I took and gratefully chugged.
“I’ll admit, that was good,” I say, causing the creature to look very happy. “But why? Do you work here?”
It shakes its head and steps back, pointing to itself, then to me. Then made a gesture like it was behind bars.
“Ah, a prisoner like me?” I asked, getting a nod. It was at this moment I realized the creature was a she, as the outline of breast showed through the cloth draped over its shoulders.
“What’s your name then?” I asked, but she shook her head, pointing to her throat, making an X.
“Mute?” I offer, which she nods to.
“Ah, sorry then,” I replied, looking her over.
She reached into a bag and pulled out a chalkboard, then wrote something on it, turning it to face me.
I leaned forward and read it, “Remi? That’s your name?”
She nodded happily, holding out a clawed hand to me. I eye it a bit before reaching through the bars with a wing and shaking her hand.
“Scamp,” I say, offering a smile. “It’s nice to meet you, despite the situation we’re in.”
Remi nods, but her ears perk up, looking down the hallway.
“What? Someone coming?” I asked, listening, but not hearing anything over the distant crowd.
Then, I heard it, heavy footsteps in armor coming our way.
“Fucking hell! That Nuble got out of its cage again!” one of them yelled as they came around the corner.
Remi held up her hands, but a field of energy hit her, dropping her to the ground.
“I told them we needed to move it into a private cell,” the other complained as they walked up and put some kind of handcuffs on Remi’s limbs, being a bit rough.
“Hey, assholes,” I said, pressing through the bars a bit, swinging a hoof at them. “No need to be so damn rough with an unconscious prisoner!”
Without looking at me, one threw his fist back, smashing me in the snout and throwing me back a bit.
“Shut up, fresh meat. You haven’t even proven yourself yet,” one said as he stood up and opened the bars, stepping in with me.
I smirk as I lower myself into a fighting position. Despite not having any of my powers, I knew I could handle myself with just my raw skill alone.
Springing forward, propelled by my wings, I aimed for his midsection, eyes on his neck.
A little pulse of energy shot from the eye slits and caused me to go limp, slamming into his chest and collapsing to the ground.
“They always try that,” the other commented, standing up with crossed arms.
“Yep,” he said as he leaned down and heaved me over his shoulders. “Get that Nuble and take it back to its cell. I’ll take this one to the starting area.”
“Aye,” the other said as he began to drag Remi away as the one carrying me took me further down the hall. The crowd seemed to get closer as we went.
I couldn’t move or speak, so I couldn’t voice my opinion of the guard or his manhood.
After a bit of walking, he dumped me in a new cage and slammed the door. Another pulse hit me and I lurched forward, able to move again. I slammed into the cage wall and glared up at him.
He just laughed as he walked away, not indulging me with any banter.
With an annoyed sigh, I turned to the front of the cage, which looked like a large door that would swing open. Which is probably exactly what it will do.
Outside that door, I could hear the crowd clearly, cheering wildly. An announcer could also be heard now.
“That’s it folks! The new challenger, Eight Eyes, has failed to over take the weaker opponent, Lil Angel, and has perished as a result! What a pathetic show of skill!”
I frowned. I do not like this at all.
“Next up is the next challenger, from the large cityscapes of Bowldow comes, Lazy Eye!”
The crowd explodes in boos. “Can he beat Lil Angel? The weakest opponent we’ve ever seen?”
More boos followed as I heard the sounds of a little battle taking place, followed by a scream of terror. Then a loud crash.
“Oooo! Lazy Eye is now Dead Eyes! Lil Angel is on a roll today!”
The gate before me began to open and the wall behind me began to push me forward.
“Coming up next is a strange one! From the depths of the mystical forest comes, Stumpy! The flying horse! Will she be able to overcome the sweet and innocent Lil Angel?”
I stumbled out into the bright arena, eyes going wide at the massive scale of it. The stands were filled with creatures of all kinds, and extended high into the sky, seeming to go up for miles. Large TV screens floated all above, allowing those higher up to still see what was happening down below.
“I’m sorry, little horse,” a tiny gnome-like girl said, standing on top of the body of a dead challenger.
Looking around, I saw weapons of all kinds were attached to the walls, but not many of them looked like I could use them, having hooves and all. Just another annoyance.
“I’ll make it quick,” she said, sliding off the dead creature and sprinting towards me.
Not having much choice, I charged forward as well, not sure what to expect. My music implant still worked at least as techno music began to play.
I stumbled awkwardly as I ran on just three hooves. As we reached each other, I went for a headbutt. But the little lady creature slid under me and stabbed me rapidly with little daggers in her hands.
Groaning in pain, I flare my wings and spin around, slamming a hoof into her face, shattering her jaw with ease.
Flapping my wings hard, I tackled her and bit down on her neck. She started stabbing me, but I began to shake her around violently, like a dog getting a hold of a small animal.
I felt her neck snap in my mouth as I clamped down hard, causing her to go limp.
“I don’t believe it! The new challenger Stumpy has killed Lil Angel!
The crowd was a mixture of boos and cheers as I spat out the limp body and looked up at the crowd, a look of displeasure on my face.
“But can she beat today's final challenger? From the jungles of Tarth, Fat Ape!”
A door opened and a large overweight gorilla rolled out, looking super pissed off.
“The winner of this bout will join the general populace, and will join the normal gladiator games going forward!” The announcer yelled, getting roars of approval from the crowd.
“Shit,” I mutter, seeing the gorilla stand and look at me, eyes ablaze with rage.
He began to barrel towards me, propelling himself with his front arms as he went.
My eyes darted around, seeing a spear a few feet away. Using my wings, I fly over and grab the spear, and in one fluid motion, flung it at the charging gorilla.
The spear hit its mark, but did not do the damage I was hoping for as he continued towards me unfazed.
I took to the air, flying out of his reach just in time. Flapping hard, I aimed for the distant roof that I could just barely see. But as I climbed, I hit a wall of some sort, shocking the shit out of me as I touched it.
“OOO! Stumpy found the Ego barrier! Can she recover before falling to her death!?”
Rolling my eyes, I right myself and continue to soar through the air, looking along the wall for a weapon I could use.
It didn’t take long for me to spot something of use. But a glint caught my attention, just in time to perform an evasive maneuver as a spear flew past me, cutting some of my mane away.
Keeping my momentum, I dove for the wall and snatched the weapon from the wall, then flew towards the gorilla, staying close to the ground.
The gorilla roared as he threw more spears and bladed weapons at me, but I just agile swerved around each one as it came at me, my eyes set on him.
As I reached him, I spun mid air and slammed my back hooves into his gut, causing him to gasp. Rolling with the momentum, I slammed my hoof into his mouth, pulling it out just as he bit down.
Backflipping away, I landed unsteadily on my three hooves, smiling up at him
He roared, then coughed, grabbing his throat.
I held out my wing, a little pin dangling from it. “A classic.”
He looked confused, but that confusion was soon replaced with horror as his gut exploded from the grenade I’d shoved down his throat.
The gorilla moaned as it stepped forward, then collapsed.
The crowd went ballistic. “Stumpy! What amazing moves and thinking! You’ve earned your place among the gladiators!”
“Let me go!” I roared, the crowd almost drowning me out.
I couldn’t see the announcer, but I could feel a smirk on his face as he spoke, “Take her to her new home! As for everyone else, tomorrow is the beginning of the preliminaries! Place your bets on the Net, and we will see you tomorrow!”
Six guards approached me from all angles. But before I could do anything, they all shot pulses at me, putting me down.
The crowd roared. “STUMPY! STUMPY! STUMPY!”
A guard grabbed a back leg and began to drag me out of the arena and back into the dank tunnels beneath the stands. They dragged me roughly till we entered a large room, with floor after floor of cells extending high into the sky.
“Welcome home, Stumpy,” one laughed as they threw me into an empty cell and slammed it shut. One hit me with a pulse, allowing me to move again.
As they walked out, I could hear the sounds of the others in the surrounding cells stirring.
“New meat!” someone yells, causing everyone around me to start throwing slurs and insults my way.
I had to admit, a few were pretty good, but I wasn’t in the mood.
Stepping up to the door to my cell, I saw lots of others staring back at me from across the room. Scanning each one, I found Remi, waving at me. I couldn’t help but return her wave.
“Don’t worry about them,” someone in the cell to my right says. “They haze you in the beginning, but we get a new guy every week.”
“I’m not worried about them,” I responded, getting a chuckle in response.
“New girl, not a lot of women make it through the opening round like that.”
I roll my eyes. “Where am I exactly?”
“I’m not surprised you don't know,” he says, tapping his bars. “The Dome of the Dead. Owned by one nasty fucker. I’m assuming a bounty hunter grabbed you and dropped you here, that’s how a lot of us got here.”
“No, a lizard named Leem brought me here,” I replied, frowning.
There was a pause. “The big man himself? Brought you here personally? That’s rare.”
“How do we get out?” I ask, pressing against the bars.
“Get out?” He asked, chuckling again. “You don’t. You’ll have to win the tournament, then beat Leem in one on one combat, or get sold. And I’ll be honest, neither happens at all. Just winning the tournament alone is impossible. Then to face Leem himself. No one has done it yet.”
“I’ll be the first,” I say confidently, causing those around us to laugh mockingly.
“Yeah, I said that too,” someone above me said. “Got TKO’d in the final round of the tournament, and my opponent got eaten alive by Leem. It’s not worth it, fighting that hard just to face him.”
“It’s part of the show,” another says. “We fight each other, then the winner is sacrificed to Leem to boost his image and Ego. That’s both Ego and his over inflated ego, just so we’re clear.”
A frown touches my lips as I look across at Remi, who can’t hear us, but is still looking at me.
“What about that thing over there? The Nuble?” I ask, “She’s escaped her cell, right? So we can get out of here if we do to.”
“Her? Yeah, she escapes sometimes to check on the new meat, but actually escaping this place is impossible. With the guards and Ego locks. Just settle down and get some rest.”
Remi waves at me again, getting me to look at her. She just gives me a thumbs up, smiling.
I nod back to her, then slump back into the cell, sitting on the uncomfortable bed.
“Don’t be down,” the guy on my right says. “The food is decent at least, especially before a tournament.”
“At least there's that,” I muttered, looking at my stump.
“As for that missing leg, Doc will look at it when they let us out for Rec Hour, he’ll get you fixed up.”
I nod to no one as I rub a wing over the stump. This is the second time I’ve lost a limb, not counting my wings. But this time it took my Mark of the Outsider with it, which as far as I know severs me from those powers.
That’s just great.
With a grunt, I laid back on the bed and looked up at the dirty stone ceiling, a faint cyan color to it. My mind drifted again to Bronwyn and Lance, wondering what they were doing and if they were okay.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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Chapter 15
Lance slid to a stop over the spot where Leem and Scamp had just been standing, looking both surprised and terrified.
“What just happened?” he asked, looking at Bronwyn, who had a look of rage on her face.
“Damn it, that overconfident…” she clenches her fist then spits onto the ground. “Leem took her.”
“Took her where!?” Lance growled, his own rage barely contained.
Bronwyn looked up at the camera as it flashed. “His personal slice of the Eternal Plains. The Dome of the Dead. If he sticks to his usual modus operandi, which he usually does, then he’ll throw her in the pits to fight till she dies.”
“So… like two men enter, one man leaves?” Lance asked, getting a weird look from Bronwyn before she shrugs.
“Basically. But I’ve never seen Leem’s colosseum, it's so far outside of the teleport hubs, that it’s virtually impossible to find unless you live there, or he invites you.”
Lance nods, thinking.
“Just know,” Bronwyn says, looking unhappy. “We can only go after her, or the Bronies. Not both at once.”
“Why?” Lance questioned, frowning at her.
“If we go after her, we could lose the trail. This place, Lorenzo’s Fun Park, changes coordinates all the time. Once we leave, we’d have to track down the new ones, which could be impossible. So we have to choose now; Save Scamp, or continue looking for the Bronies here. Because I can guarantee most of them will be in this park.”
Sighing, Lance looked out the window at the landscape as it flew by. “It sounds like your mind's made up,” he huffed, crossing his hooves.
“It is,” she said, frowning. “I’m going after Scamp.”
Lance looked a bit surprised at that, “I thought you were going to choose the opposite.” He looks unsure of himself, the heat rising from his body. “Well, I trust Scamp can handle herself. I’m going after my friends and son, Scamp will catch up when she breaks out of that place.”
“It’s not that simple,” Bronwyn replied. “I can’t leave you alone in this place. The Watcher is after you and you alone.”
“I can handle myself,” he assured her. “If you want, go find Scamp. I’ll stay here and tear some shit up till you get back.”
She looked him over, seeming unsure, “Lance, you may be powerful now, but you are not ready to face ninety percent of the people under Lorenzo.”
“My mind is made up. Scamp is a capable mare, she’ll find her way back to us. Either way, I’m staying here. The more of my friends we find, the closer we get to Ominus finding the Watcher.”
Bronwyn let out a groan as she sat down on the floor, “Damn it all.”
Lance then remembered something as he pulled an item from his pocket dimension. The emergency beacon to alert Ominus they needed help.
“Is that…” she said, knowing what it was. “Who will Nathan send? He can’t come here himself.”
“A friend,” Lance says with a smile as he hit the button. The little device started beeping.
“PLEASE FIND A NON-MOVING LOCATION!” The device blared.
“Ah, we need off this wild ride,” Lance said, chuckling a bit to himself.
Looking around, Bronwyn didn’t see anything that could stop the train.
Lance picked up on this, then flared his wings. “You know what, I got this!”
Before she could protest, he galloped forward and got in the in-between of the two train cars. Raising his hoof above himself, he slammed it down, shattering the Ego infused train car beneath him. A few more hits, and the two cars slowly started separating as he split the car they were in from the front of the train.
He walked back, smiling proudly. “Now we’ll eventually come to a stop.”
“How did you do that?!” She asked, eyes wide. He’d just broken an object that was basically an Ego weapon. That only happens when someone’s own Ego vastly outmatches the original caster that created the object.
Looking at the two dead bodies, she had her answer. “Amazing.”
“Yeah, I can be pretty amazing sometimes,” he said, flexing a bit. Break obviously influenced him a bit more at that moment.
It took some time, but the train eventually ground to a halt. Lance tossed the beacon onto the ground.
“ACCEPTABLE LOCATION! STANDBY!” It screeched.
Nothing happened for a moment, the two just staring at the beeping device.
Then, with a flash, two ponies appeared before them.
Calypso!
And Greg.
“Greg?! Why are you here?!” Lance yelled, clearly unhappy with this. He began to pull a pokeball from his pouch.
Calypso sighed, “Ominus wants him here. Greg apparently has potential, and could be a great help at dealing with the Watcher.”
A pokeball soared for him, but Greg caught it with his magic.
“Whoa Lance! Don’t act so rash!” he said, then took Lance in. “I thought you said you’d never use the Apollyon form again after we lost… David.”
Lance sneered, flexing his demon-like wings. “It’s required here. You need to go, it's too dangerous for you.”
Greg just chuckled, not appearing to be high at all. “It’s alright, bud. I’ve had a full history class on this place, I know what it's like here.”
“You do not,” Lance said, eyeing him down. “The information Ominus has is a bit inaccurate and outdated.”
“Maybe it was, but our friends you saved gave us a better insight into what this place is like,” Greg said, smiling up at the rage filled eyes of Lance.
“It doesn’t matter,” Bronwyn interjected. “If this is the Greg that helped Scamp kill the Queen, then he’ll be a great help.”
“Thank you,” he said with a smile, bowing to her.
She then looked at what they were wearing. Calypso had her SWAT gear on, complete with a rifle. Greg had a simple outfit on; an Adidas style black jacket and pants, white stripes going down the arms and legs. The jacket was zipped all the way up, completing the look.
“Those weapons you have,” she said gesturing to the rifle and pistol on Calypso, “Are inferior here. Most opponents will have some way of dealing with firearms. Be it speed or a defense of some kind.”
“It’s what I know, and what I’ll stick with,” she retorted, sizing Bronwyn up and down.
“We’ll have to unlock your Ego as well, but luckily there’ll be someone around here who can do it. As for Ego weapons, I’m not so sure. We may have to hold off on those for a bit. There could be substitute weapons here, it is an amusement park after all.”
“We’re in an amusement park?” Greg asked, walking to a window and smiling at what he was seeing. “Ah fuck yeah!”
“It’s an evil amusement park,” Lance deadpanned.
“Evil or good, the place looks awesome!” Greg replied much to Lance’s annoyance.
Bronwyn walked to the end of the train car and looked out over the area around them; down below was a small crowd of park goers, all staring up at them in confusion.
“Right then,” she said, looking back at them all. “I’m going to help you two get some weapons and Ego unlocked, then I’m heading to find Scamp.”
“Whoa wait, what happened to Scamp?” Greg asked, eyes wide.
“Is she alive?” Calypso asked, worry plastered on her face.
“She should be alive,” Bronwyn reassured them. “One of Lorenzo’s men took her to a coliseum of death.”
“Who the fuck is Lorenzo?” Greg asked, looking between her and Lance.
“I feel we have a lot to explain before I leave,” she replied.
Greg then looked to Lance, “So, we are staying in the Apollyon form long term now?”
Lance glared at him as he shifted back to his normal form. “If you knew just how dangerous it really was here, you wouldn’t question it.”
“Chill, bro,” Greg chuckled. “Now, I want to find out what kind of Ego powers I’ll get!”
Before Lance could say anything, Bronwyn nodded, “Let’s find a map. There definitely is a vendor or booth out there that has someone who can unlock it for you two.”
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“This place is just so damn cool!” Greg exclaimed as they walked by a booth that had a strange creature dancing on a table, dodging knives thrown by park goers.
Lance snorted again, “You wouldn’t say that if you’d been here since the beginning. The owner of this evil place is in cahoots with the Watcher, who has my son.”
“Yeah, I heard the story the first time,” Greg retorted, a bit annoyed. “Lorenzo is the big bad guy of our adventure right now, and after him is the Watcher. I get it. But that doesn’t mean we can’t just enjoy the scenery as we go!”
Mumbling to himself, Lance walked ahead, catching up to Calypso.
Bronwyn fell back to walk next to Greg, “Do you know the problem he has with you?”
Sighing, Greg just shrugged, “Yeah. I use to be a major fuck up back in the day. But his real problem with me is that I let a friend of ours die.”
She looked down at him, a look of sympathy on her face. “What happened?”
“A new threat came to town,” Greg said, looking ahead, reminiscing, “It honestly wasn’t anything new, we fought stuff all the time. But this one got a hold of a friend of ours, David. I helped send Lance into his mind to break the control, but it didn’t work. Then later, David grabbed Lance’s son. I stepped up and tried to use my magic to save him, but I’d been high on a new drug I was into, and my magic fizzled out. The attempt just angered our mind controlled friend, who began to try and break the neck of Spark. Lance had to take drastic action and kill our friend.”
She reached down and placed a hand on his shoulder as he held back tears.
“Lance blames me for it, and honestly, I do too sometimes. If I hadn't been high, I would have easily been able to save Spark, and David.” He looked at Lance as he spoke with Calypso. “He’ll never be able to see past it.”
“I see,” Bronwyn said, sighing loudly. “Killing a friend to save another isn’t something most have to face. But you both did what you had to do. You made mistakes, and it seems you’ve made changes to correct them.”
“It doesn’t matter,” he mutters. “To me or him.”
Bronwyn started to offer more advice, but Greg sped up and joined the others, seeming to be done talking about it.
“This is a complicated group,” Bronwyn said in exasperation as she rubbed her face.
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“Welcome to Marv the Mystic!” the heavily robed man exclaimed as they entered his tent. “What you in the market for? Trinkets? Charms? Love?” He said the last part while wiggling his eyes at Calypso and Lance, who happened to be standing side by side.
“Eh, no,” Calypso deadpanned as she stepped away from Lance’s side.
“Ego unlocks,” Bronwyn stated, stepping up and leaning on his table. “You able?”
“Am I able?” he laughed, his fingers glowing cyan. “That’s child's play!”
She gave a sharp nod and motioned for Calypso and Greg to step forward. She slammed an item down on the table and pushed it towards him. He grabbed it greedily and hid it within his robes.
“Nice, very nice…” he muttered, then held both of his hands out to them. “Come come, let me touch you.”
“Touch me? Sounds like a creepy uncle at thanksgiving,” Greg joked, getting no laughs. He groaned and stepped forward, letting the man place a hand on him.
Calypso looked unpleasant as she removed her helmet and stepped forward as well.
Cyan pulsed through his hands as the two looked uncomfortable. After a few moments, he pulled back. “Done and done! Anything else you require?”
“Not unless you have weapons,” Bronwyn replied.
“Firearms preferably,” Calypso added.
“Hmm? Weapons? Firearms? Not I. But I know a guy. He makes Ego bullets that could fit in that strange gun you got there, horsey,” Marv said, rolling his hands. “Just need a bit more, payment.”
Bronwyn eyed him, then dropped a different item on the table. He all but snatched it and hid it in his robes.
“Four booths down, to the left. Tell him Marv sent you, ask for his special service. Anything else?” he asked, looking like a greedy snake.
“No,” Bronwyn said as she lead the group outside into the open.
“So that was it? We got Ego?” Greg asked, not seeing anything different about himself.
“Yes, use these and I’ll tell you what you can do,” she said, handing out those strange cubes.
As they looked them over, Lance chuckled. “Squeeze 'em.”
They nodded and gave the cubes a squeeze. After a moment they glowed yellow and split open, little symboles hovering above them.
“Let’s see here,” Bronwyn said, reading Calypso’s first. “That’s interesting. It looks like you can use your Ego to heal minor wounds and ailments. Seems to take a lot of Ego to heal more complex wounds. That is actually an amazing Ego.”
This seemed to please Calypso greatly, as it fit her perfectly.
Switching to Greg, she leaned forward to read his. “It looks like you can enhance the Ego of yourself and others, either increasing or decreasing its effectiveness. Not only that, you can place glyphs all around you, that will do basically whatever you want them to do. Only drawback is you have to touch them yourself to activate them. I’ll be honest, that’s an incredibly useful Ego.”
“Only if the user was smart enough to utilize them,” Lance muttered, getting a glare from Bronwyn.
Greg either didn’t hear him or chose to ignore him as he smiled brightly, “Bad fucking ass, man!”
Bronwyn pulled out two runes and held them to Lance. “Lance, these are Ego jars, if you could please share some of your spare Ego, we can get them a massive head start.”
Lance took them, squeezing them as he poured excess Ego into them. Once they seemed to be filled, he tossed them to the other two.
As they used them, Bronwyn nodded, “Perfect. Next Lance, take them to our training dimension and show them the basics.”
He rolled his eyes as a card flashed and a portal opened. With much excitement, they all three entered. Just as that portal closed, another opened next to it and they all stepped out, looking less excited.
“You’re still here?!” Greg asked, seeing Bronwyn still standing there. “It’s been two days, I thought you’d be long gone!”
“Time works differently in there, you’ve been gone a second. Didn’t Lance explain that to you?” she asked, looking at a grumpy looking Lance.
“Eh, no, he avoided me outside of telling me how to use Ego,” Greg said, looking at Lance as he looked away with a huff.
“Uh-huh,” Bronwyn said, a tone of displeasure in her voice. “But you two get the basic’s now?”
A glyph with a pot leaf appeared next to him and he slapped it, causing a little thumbs up emoji to appear in front of himself. “Basically yes.”
Calypso twirled a few of her Ego tendrils around, using them to fix her red dreads. “It’s actually very simple once you understand it.”
“Good, good,” she said as she nodded, side eyeing Lance still. “Now, let’s get you better weapons.”
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“Ah, more tourists! Welcome to the store that’ll help you storm the gates of the Netherworld!” a strange goat looking creature exclaimed.
“Hello, pal!” Greg said as he hopped up on the table. “Marv sent us, told us to ask for the fun services!”
“Good ol’ Marv, sending me such wonderful customers! Well! Let’s not dilly on the dally! Follow, follow!” he said, waving for them to follow him to the back of his tent.
Upon arriving in the back, he pulled a cloth revealing a table with strange tools on it. “Tell Mister Old-Scratch what you be needin’!”
Calypso looked between everyone then walked forward, “I was told you can make something called Ego bullets for my guns?”
He laughed, hunching down and examining her rifle. “Hmmm, yes yes. This is a simple process. I’ll of course need some Ego, but I can make a good number of them for you. They won’t be a good replacement for a good trusty soul weapon, but it’ll get you by.”
She looked unsure, but at Bronwyn’s nod, she agreed.
Old-Scratch reached out with a hoof and pulled some excess Ego from her, then lurched to his work table, his hand and hoof working fast as he began to combine materials together in a way that made no sense to anyone but Bronwyn.
After some time, he stopped, and turned to her, holding up a box of loose ammo. “Should be to your liking, yes. Now a payment. I want a single dread of your hair. Mmm, yes that.”
She frowned at the old goat, but complied as she extended her hoof blade and sliced a dread from the back free, handing it to him.
The old goat grabbed it and ate it immediately, causing Greg to gag a bit.
“Oh now that was wonderful, yes, thank you, horse.” He turned to Greg. “What of you, puke colored one?”
“Huh…” Greg looked unsure of himself as he looked around the room. He never was one for weapons.
He finally conceded, sighing, “I got nothing. I’m not a weapons guy, despite how awesome I think they are.”
The old goat murmured as he turned and dug through a chest. He came up holding a crude wooden club with a faint cyan glow to it. “I have this club with a weak soul within it.”
Greg grabbed it with his magic and swung it around a bit. “Perfect!”
“As for the payment,” Old-Scratch said, saliva dripping from his mouth.
“Yeah yeah, hair, I got you, bro,” Greg said, looking for something sharp to cut his hair.
“Let me have a lick, horse,” the old goat said as he grabbed Greg by the shoulders and drug his long gray tongue up from his neck and side of her face, then through his hair giving him a massive cow lick.
Greg stood there in shock, body ridged.
“Oh good, yes. Anything else, new friends?” He rubbed his hoof and hand together while looking at them expectantly.
“Eh, no thanks, you’ve been a great help!” Lance announced as everyone backed out of the room, except Greg who still stood frozen in place.
Bronwyn walked back in and picked him under her arm, his body stiff like a board. “We thank you for your services,” she said with a bow as she walked backwards, the solid body of Greg held tight.
“Do come back, yes.” The old goat waved as she left the tent, his slit eyes watching her every move.
Once outside with the others, she placed Greg down. He rocked back and forth and fell over, making a clattering sound like a cartoon character. Pinkie Pie seemed to have rubbed off on him a bit.
“That was… uncomfortable,” Calypso muttered as she began to load the new bullets into her rifle.
“Welcome to the Eternal Plains,” Lance said with a wave of his hoof.
Greg, finally snapping out of it, sat up and wiped his hair down. “Why did that have to feel so sexual and personal?”
“Don’t think about it to hard,” Bronwyn said, stepping in front of the group. “I do not like the idea of leaving you three alone, but there’s not much choice.”
She pulled out a little computer-like device and handed it to Lance. “This can contact me anywhere. When I’m ready, it’ll ping your location so I can use a teleport hub to return here.”
He took it and reached out to shake her hand, “Go save Scamp, we’ll handle things here.”
Not looking convinced, she looked between them, “Lorenzo and his men are top rankers, so if you face any of them, try and do it together. Support each other.”
“We got this, Bronwyn, trust,” Greg said, slamming his hoof into his chest.
She gave a nod and turned to walk away, glancing back after a moment to give them one last look. She could only hope they could survive without her guidance.
She disappeared into the crowd of happy park goers, leaving the ponies to fend for themselves.
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When the world ends, a young man gets a chance to relive his life in the world of Equestria.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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Chapter 16
“Rec time!” A loud voice over a speaker blared, stirring me from my daydreaming.
Looking up from my back on my bed, I saw my door swing open on its own.
With nothing else to do, I hopped out of bed and limped out of my cell, my missing leg really annoying me at how it hindered my walking pattern.
“I knew you looked like a tiny horse when they dragged you by,” the voice from the cell on my right said as he stepped out as well.
Glancing his way, I took in the large creature that resembled a praying mantis. It wore cobbled together armor that looked like it’d fused into his exoskeleton.
“I prefer the term pony,” I reply, getting a few chuckles.
“Well, pony, my name is Beans,” the mantis said, smiling at me.
“Beans?” I ask, the odd name making me chuckle. “Okay, well my name is Scamp.”
“Fitting name for one so small,” a large yeti creature said in a gruff voice as it stepped up to us.
I stared up at the yeti, frowning. Fighting him in the arena would be… unpleasant. “Let me guess, you’re here to intimidate me?”
“I like this one,” the yeti said to Beans.
Beans made a clicking sound and turned to me, “He’s Doc. The one who’ll take a look at that stump.”
“The giant yeti is Doc?” I said aloud with an incredulous smile on my face.
The Nuble from before, Remi, pranced up to us and stood up before me, towering above me with her mustelid shaped body. Without her makeshift cloak, I could see just how strange she really looked.
“Damn I did not realize how tall you actually were,” I said in awe as I stared straight up at the smiling beak of Remi.
“Yeah, Remi here is the resident Nuble. Doesn’t talk, but damn can she cook,” a little goblin woman said. Remi flexed her arm and slapped it a few times. “And a hell of a fighter.”
I looked at the goblin, eying her up and down.
She stared back, smiling slyly as she noticed me looking her over, “Liking what you see?”
“Not my type,” I deadpan. “Just never seen something like you, little green thing.”
“Oh, har har.” She holds out a hand, “Moxxi.”
I use my wing to shake her hand. Looking at the motley group around me, I raise an eyebrow.
“Are you all friends, or?” I noticed the rest of the creatures around us were heading for the other side of the room.
“Friends?” Moxxi laughed, looking around at the group around her. “Nah.”
“Not worth it, making friends here leads to complications,” Beans said, making a gesture around himself.
“Friends drag ya down,” a dark demon looking guy said as he posed on the floor behind the group, laying on his side with his head propped up with a hand.
I looked past everyone and eyed the brooding demon man, “And you are?”
“Drake, Prince of Hearts. Dark Hearts,” he said, flipping his hair and biting his thumb.
“Ew,” I rolled my eyes.
“Don’t mind Drake, he likes being all dark and dramatic,” Moxxi said, waving a hand at the still posing demon man.
Beans rubbed his mandibles together. “Yes he does, he likes to woo the new meat.”
“Are you sure you guys aren’t friends?” I asked, looking between each of them.
Doc chuckled loudly, “We’re sure. Just sticking together here helps pass the time in between the killing and dying.”
I concede with a shrug, then hold up my stump. “So, big yeti named Doc, what can we do about this?”
He reached down and took my stump with surprising gentleness, examining it. “Some fool burned this, so that complicates things.”
“Is it fixable?” I asked, but when he raised an eyebrow at me, I smiled sheepishly, ”I mean, can you make it so I can at least fight?”
Doc gives a nod, “I can see what I have put aside, but we should be able to get you up to fighting standards.”
“Thank you,” I say, not expecting to receive help in a place like this.
Remi gave me two thumbs up as she then pointed to where all the others in the area had gone. She made an eating gesture and pointed to me. Before I could say anything, she fell to all fours and ran in that direction.
“She said she’ll get you food,” Moxxi said as she and the others followed.
“Oh, tell her thanks,” I replied as Doc began to lead me to the other side of the large room where a junk pile resided.
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“You’re sure this is safe?” I asked as I looked at the rusty makeshift prosthetic that Doc had crafted for me out of random junk.
“Safe in the sense it’ll help you walk? Then yes. You’ve had your tetanus shot right?” Doc asked as he ran a strap over my chest and buckled it down, helping to secure the prosthetic to my stump.
“Eh… Yes?” I say, unsure as he shakes his head at me.
The sound of claws on stone got my attention as I turned to see Remi sprinting towards us on all fours, a pouch held in her beak. She came to a stop and stood, pulling a small pile of sandwiches from the pouch.
They looked to be an assortment of sandwiches, some with meat, and others with vegetables and fruit. She held up the meat ones in one paw, and the vegetarian ones in the other, seeming unsure of which I prefer.
“Uh, thank you, Remi,” I said as I grabbed one of each and shoved them one at a time into my mouth, chewing loudly.
Doc raised an eyebrow at me as I devoured the sandwiches. “For such a cute tiny pony, you eat like an Orc.”
I chuckle as I shove another into my mouth. “I’m not sure what an Orc is, but I just love food.”
“I see,” he replied as he took my new fake leg and flexed it a few times. “As for this, you should be able to walk like normal again. Might take some getting used to, though. Don’t hit anyone with it, it's not that strong.”
I hold it up, my mouth full of meat and fruit, “Thank you, Doc!”
Food flew from my mouth and landed on his face. He simply wiped it off with a hand and sighed, “You’re very welcome, messy pony.”
Finishing the last one, I looked at Remi. “Got anymore of those?”
She shook her head, but pointed back the way she came.
“Lead the way then!” I said as I stood, still starving.
Remi smiled brightly as she took off in a dead sprint. Taking the chance to test the new leg, I chased after her.
Doc was right, it would take some getting use to. I stumbled multiple times as I galloped ahead, but it wasn’t that bad thankfully.
Once we reached the other side of the room, we entered a door and came to a very large cafeteria, creatures eating at long tables.
Waving me after her, Remi slinked up to a buffet table and grabbed a plate. She began to take different parts of other foods and began to pile them on her plate.
I took a different approach as I grabbed two plates with my wings and began to pile them as high as I could with as many different foods as I could. This place, despite being a death pit, had some tasty looking food!
Oh is that meat of a dragon?! Add a bit of that to the pile. Oh shit, no way, a kebab with meat from multiple different creatures?! Going to try that right now.
Once I was sure I couldn’t carry anymore food, I looked for Remi, seeing her waving me over to a part of a long table.
When I stepped up, I saw the others from earlier sitting around her. Taking my seat, I looked at them as I put my food down.
“Not friends, but you also eat together?” I ask, taking a kebab and ripping a chunk from it. Oh fuck yes, that’s what I need in my life right now!
“Eh, easier to find seating this way,” Moxxi said as she chewed on a hunk of meat.
Beans leaned over me, looking my pile of food up and down, then looking at my midsection. “Two things here: one, that is a lot of food for such a small thing. And two, ponies eat meat?”
I laugh out loud despite myself. “Good questions. This is nothing, I can put away like three times this amount.”
“Where does it all go?!” Moxxi asked, looking at me in slight disbelief.
“My stomach?” I say as I pat my belly. “As for ponies and meat, yeah, I’m apparently weird there. Humans in my world brought the idea about, and most ponies shied away from the thought. But I tried it once, and oh boy, not a damn thing is better than medium rare meat!”
Drake cut his food with a knife and lifted it to his mouth with a fork. “Hm, this little pony is a bit terrifying.”
“A bit?” Doc asked as he sat down beside me. “You should see her pain tolerance. Putting that prosthetic leg on was not pretty, and she didn’t yell in pain once.”
Remi slapped my back as she ripped into the leg of some kind of creature, being just as messy as me.
After shoveling a portion of the food into my mouth, I look around the room. “So, what should I expect going forward?”
“Well,” Beans started, wiping his mouth with a front leg, “There are bouts every morning, afternoon, and night. The participants are random for each one, but you are going to fight at least once a week for sure. Sometimes more.”
“But with the quarterly tournament starting tomorrow, you’ll be fighting for sure in the morning. Just don’t score any points, and you shouldn’t have to join the actual tournament, and you’ll be able to avoid fighting multiple times a day,” Moxxi said as she picked food from her mouth.
“Honestly, just do as I do,” Drake says as he places a hand to his heart, “Have someone you trust strike you down and play dead. When the preliminaries are over, act all hurt. You’ll get the next two days off for sure.”
“Just avoid combat, and run from fights,” Doc adds.
Remi takes a piece of meat and stabs it a few times violently, then nods.
“Yeah, don’t do that,” Moxxi says with a chuckle, “Remi likes to actually fight in the tournaments. She usually gets knocked out near the end, so she’s lucky enough to still be alive. Pretty sure Leem would shred her to pieces if they fought.”
Remi shook her head and held up a fist as she looked up into the ceiling, a determined look on her face.
“She’s got a death wish for sure,” Drake commented, using a napkin to tap at the corners of his mouth. He flipped his hair back, leaning back in his seat. “It’s very simple; the best way out of here is to catch the eye of a rich benefactor and get bought.”
“Ain’t a single ‘rich benefactor’ out there that wants a demon twink boy,” Moxxi teased, throwing a piece of bloody meat at him, landing on his chest and smearing his black suit.
“Oh come on! You know it’s hard to wash anything down here, Moxxi!” he whined as he grabbed a napkin and desperately padded at the stain.
Moxxi just laughed loudly as she went back to eating.
“So,” I begin, “The only two ways out are to win the tournament, then beat Leem. Or, get sold as a slave?”
“Yep!” they all say at once, bringing a frown to my face.
“Guess I gotta kill Leem then,” I sigh as I poke at my food, suddenly not as hungry.
“Impossible,” Doc announces, getting a look from me. “Do you understand his powers at all?”
“I fought him,” I said, causing all of their heads to snap to me. “But he just negates all damage he takes. My Ego can turn off others' Ego, but even that didn’t work.”
“Well that’s because,” Drake said as he leaned towards me, crossing his fingers in front of his face, “Leem’s Ego activates when he takes fatal or incapacitating damage, and it can’t be negated.”
“I’ve seen all kinds of things thrown at him since I’ve been here, but no matter how much damage is done to him, he comes back. Hell! I saw him get turned to ash in an instant, and he still came back from that,” Moxxi said as she jumped up onto the table and grabbed my shoulders, shaking me, “he is unkillable!”
Remi held up her little board and wrote on it. ‘Leem scary, but killable!’
“And how would you kill him?” Drake asked with raised eyebrows.
She erased what she’d written and scribbled on it, turning it to us again. It showed a picture of her standing on top of Leem, her arms up in a victory pose. The words ‘I break his spirit!’ surrounded it.
“Uh-huh, perfect plan,” Drake said sarcastically, shaking his head.
I leaned back and rubbed my chin. If he’d been turned to ash and still was able to come back, then what could I possibly do? This is going to require some workshopping.
“Just stick with us tomorrow,” Beans said as he stood up. “We’ve all been here for a few years, and we know just how to survive.”
Giving him a nod, I stand up, taking a few more bites of my food before lifting up the remains.
“This place isn’t so bad,” Moxxi assured. “I mean, as long as you can fight and not die.”
“Noted,” I replied, following Remi and Beans to a few large trash bins. Tossing my food in, I follow them back to the main area with the cells.
Looking up, I was still taken back by how many cells there were and how high it went. That was also when I noticed every floor had their own cafeteria. Huh.
Glancing to my leg, I had to count my blessings; I at least got put with some nice creatures. They had a weird group dynamic, but they seemed like good people. Despite the current situation.
“Rec time will be over here soon,” Doc said as he walked up to me. “Let’s do some physical therapy with you and that new leg. Try and at least give you a fighting chance.”
I smile up at the white yeti, giving my fake leg a shake, “Let’s hop to it then.”
Remi sprang up next to us, seeming to want to help.
“We’ll start with simple sprints, then move on to jumping,” Doc said as he led us back to the junk pile.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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Chapter 17
"Another one!" Greg yelled as he slammed his hoof down on the booth's table, staring the booth's owner down.
"One try per soul," the bored game master said, not even looking at Greg.
Greg growled as he slammed his hoof down onto an orb, giving it a single soul from his excess Ego. The lights came back on as a couple tiny clown marionettes came to life, dancing around.
He reached out with his magic and picked up another dart, aiming the dart at one of the dancing puppets.
"Greg," Lance said from behind him.
"I got this, don't worry," Greg responded, eying the one with the stupidest face.
"We don't have time for games, man!"
Paying him no attention, Greg let the dart fly, nailing the stupid clown in the face.
"Fuck yes!" Greg cheered, slamming his hoof over and over again on the table. "Give me my muthafuckin' prize, my man!"
The booth's owner, without looking his way, tossed a key-chain on the table. "A winner, everyone. We have a winner. Enjoy the prize."
Greg floated the key-chain charm to his face, smiling triumphantly at the little charm that had a sad clowns head with a dart in its eye. "Worth it."
"You spent forty souls on that," Calypso said with a look of disbelief and annoyance on her face. "Forty people died just so you could use their souls to win a... is that a key-chain?"
"Yep!" Greg said as he put it away in his pocket dimension. "That's going to my son."
"Jesus, Greg! We literally do not have time for this!" Lance yelled, getting a few stares.
Seeming unfazed, Greg turned to them. "I need to win something for Jelly Beans now."
"Listen to me, Greg," Lance says slowly, like he was talking to a child, "We have a mission; find our friends and family, that way we can find the Watcher. And kill him."
"I know the plan," Greg replied with a calm smile, looking around. "Ah, perfect!"
"God dammit," Lance groaned, facehoofing.
Greg slid up to another booth, the sleazy looking creature behind it barely looking his way.
"Guess how many nuggets in the jar, win the prize," it said, gesturing to a large jar with gold nuggets of equal size.
Leaning forward, Greg looked it over, mouth moving as he did math in his head. He placed his hoof onto the orb, transferring a soul as payment. "Four thousand and eighty two."
The creature slowly turned to him, staring directly into Greg's eyes. "Hmmm."
Greg smiled widely back at him, "It's literally simple math, bro."
Blinking slowly, the booth owner reached under the table and tossed a stuffed eldritch horror onto the table.
"Oh fuck yeah! Jelly Beans is going to love this shit!" He said as he snatched it off the table and threw it into his pocket dimension.
"At least someone's happy," Lance mumbled as he and Calypso stared at Greg in annoyance.
"My man," Greg asked, leaning on the booth next to the creature. "Tell me this; seen any other ponies like us?"
"Yep," the creature said in a bored voice, then nodded its head to the orb.
Greg slapped it, transferring a soul.
"Take the nearest tram to station JL35K23, then head to the circus tent. I heard they have a special show tonight featuring a tall pony."
Kissing his hoof and flicking it towards the creature, Greg sat back, "My man, you are amazing."
"I don't believe it," Lance facehoofed again.
"I have my methods," Greg replied coolly as he began trotting towards the nearest train station.
Calypso looked at Lance as they started to follow, "Is he always so... carefree?"
"When he's high he is," Lance remarked, looking at Greg's back. "Which he probably is, right now."
"You seem to hold a lot of resentment towards Greg," Calypso said slowly. "Which is strange since you two are friends, and he talks so highly of you."
"You don't know him like I do," Lance sighed. "He seems like he's always in control, but when it matters, he crumbles."
She didn't look convinced as she looked towards Greg. "I may not have a history with him, but from what I do know, he's pretty capable. He did stand up to the Queen and overpowered her own magic."
"That's probably due to her being tired from fighting Scamp. Greg never could have taken her on, and just got lucky."
"I think you're a bit biased and casting judgment," Calypso observed, causing Lance to roll his eyes and speed up. "You just don't want to see past the past."
This caused him to look back at her in shock.
"I know what happened," she said to him, causing his shoulders to slump a bit. "Greg showed me the memory."
"Then you know how he fucked it all up and how he killed David," he hissed.
"I saw a stallion at his lowest point in life make a major mistake, causing the loss of a friend. He regrets it, I can tell you that much," she said in a caring voice, which did not seem to fit her usual tone.
He sneered again, resuming his previous mood, "Yeah, I hope he regrets it."
As he turned and walked faster away from her, she sighed. She may be a Doctor, but this was well outside her scope of expertise.
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The three ponies approached the large circus tent, a crowd cheering inside. A large sign out front listed the shows for that night.
"Huh, I have to admit, this one was rather easy," Lance remarked, seeing a picture of an annoyed and pissed looking Vinetion and a scared Aaron.
"Two for one!" Greg cheered as he trotted towards the entrance.
A large alien looking creature stood out front, multiple tentacles stretching from its body.
"Three for the show, my weird brother!" Greg said as he held up his hoof to pay admission.
"No equine allowed at tonight's show," the alien thing said in a bubbly voice. "Park rules."
"What?!" Greg asked in shock, looking back at the other two. Then looked back up at the alien, glaring, "Bro, that's racist as fuck!"
"Okay," Calypso said as she stepped up and pushed him back. "May I ask why?" she asked as nicely as she could.
The multi-limbed alien stared back blankly. "I do not question the policies. When we have equine performers, no other equine may enter. Things have gotten... rowdy, in the past."
"I'll get rowdy out here if you don't let us in!" Greg said as Lance pulled him further back.
"Thank you," Lance said as he pulled Greg away, followed by Calypso.
Greg huffed as they were out of view. "Great, now what?!"
"I don't know, let me think," Lance said, sitting down and thinking of their next course of action.
Calypso rubbed her chin, deep in thought.
Pacing around, Greg suddenly stopped, smiling. "So no equine allowed?"
"That's what the creepy thing said," Calypso responded, Lance didn't even acknowledge him.
Greg's horn flared and he stood before them in his human form. "He said nothing about humans!"
"That's... actually a good idea, Greg," Lance conceded, standing up. "Hit me."
With a pop, Greg slapped Lance.
Lance blinked a few times, then sighed, "Okay, that one's on me. Should have been more clear. Hit me, WITH the human spell."
"Ah!" Greg said with a chuckle. "I gotcha, bro."
With two flashes, Calypso and Lance stood before him as humans.
"Ehhh, this feels fucking wrong," Calypso said as she looked herself over, taking note of her slightly darker skin color than the other two.
"Trust me, I get it, I prefer my pony form," Greg commented, pushing his hair out of his eyes.
Walking back to the entrance, the three approach the alien creature.
"Three please," Lance asked, holding up his hand.
The alien barely looked at them this time as it moved a tentacle to point to an orb. "Ten souls each to enter. Enjoy the show."
Once they were inside, they took in the massive size of the place. The outside did not do it justice!
Massive bleachers surrounded four circles, where a group of performers were jumping around the ring.
"I don't see them," Greg said as he looked each of the creatures over.
Calypso took the lead and walked them to one of the front rows, standing at the end of it. "They'll probably be one of the next shows, if we haven't already missed them."
"I hope we haven't, this'll get complicated if we have," Lance said as he crossed his arms.
They stood quietly as they watched the show, not enjoying it at first. But as the next show began, they were treated to some animal taming. This at least got Greg and Lance interested as they laughed along with the crowd, Calypso remained unamused
The Ringmaster, a normal looking human male, stepped out after they removed the animals, taking center stage. “Well now, that was amazing, right folks?!”
Everyone roared in agreement.
He twirled the mic around as he smiled brightly at the crowd around himself, letting them calm down before resuming. “Do we have a treat for you tonight! You saw them last week during their debut, and LOVED them!”
Again, the crowd roared in agreement.
“Now! We will bring them back for their second show!” He yelled into the mic. Lights dimmed and spot lights moved to a tent flap.
“She is a beast who knows no reason! He is a timid young man, wanting to tame the she beast!” he announced as the sounds of chains and roaring could be heard coming from behind the closed tent flaps. “Can true love get through to the beast?”
“Oh fuck,” Greg muttered, already knowing what was coming.
After a few moments, a pony burst through the flaps, running in a panic. “Here comes our young man now!”
“Jesus you fuckers are crazy!” Aaron yelled, breathing heavily, bruises covering his body. The crowd just laughs, treating everything as part of the show.
“Do you hear that?” The Ringmaster asked, cupping a hand to his ear. “I think the she beast isn’t far behind our young lover boy!”
A cart rolled out with a extremely pissed off Vinetion standing atop it, heavy chains connected to her hooves and neck.
“I will kill everyone in this fucking tent! I SWEAR IT!” she roared, only being met with cheers from the crowd.
“Oh boy, they’re using her as a prop for the show,” Lance said, shaking his head.
“Get in there, lover boy! Try and get through her barbarian brain!” The Ringmaster yelled, whipping at Aaron, causing him to yelp and jump towards Vinetion.
She strained against the restraints, eyes flaring in anger. “If this fucking place wasn’t so barren, I’d have killed you all!”
“So dramatic,” Greg chuckled as he opened his pocket dimension and reached in. He pulled out a potted plant, a simple flower with vines around it.
“Oh, that’s great,” Lance said, a smile on his face.
“Yeet!” Greg yelled as he threw the potted plant high into the air. It landed a few feet away from Vinetion, her eyes snapping to it immediately.
“No throwing trash into… IS THAT A PLANT?!” The Ringmaster screamed, the crowd laughing in response.
With a stomp of her front hoof, vines shot from the plant and wrapped around everyone around her, choking them.
“That’s our Vine,” Lance laughed as he jumped over the railing.
Greg’s horn flashed, removing their human forms, then followed after him. Calypso stayed in her spot, taking up a position overlooking the area.
“She’s resisting!” a cat/hippo creature cried out as he hit a button. A vine wrapped around his neck and yanked him down hard to the ground.
Vines shot up and ripped the chains from Vinetion’s body, allowing her to move freely.
“Lance?!” Aaron yelled, seeing them approach.
“Sup, bud,” Lance said with a cheerful smile.
Aaron let out a sigh of relief and ran to hug Lance. “I’m so fucking happy to see you!”
A pokeball slapped him as he neared Lance, causing him to disappear in an instant.
Greg began laughing despite the situation, wiping tears from his eyes. “Dude, that was mean as fuck!”
Lance just shrugged as they approached the raging Vinetion.
A vine snapped towards Lance, but stopped as it touched his neck.
“Lance?” She asked, stopping her rampage, staring at him in confusion.
“Hey, Vine. Having fun?” he asked, gesturing to the struggling people around her.
She blinked, then smirked. “I’m just getting started! These fucks have been asking for this!”
“I’m not going to stand in your way,” he replied, looking around.
The Ringmaster suddenly broke free of the vine holding himself and grabbed a device on his jacket. “He’s here!”
A vine grabbed him again and began to slam him into the ground over and over again.
The two watched as the raging mare went back to throwing the creatures around the area. The crowd, not realizing this wasn’t part of the show, was going ballistic.
“So you must be the little pony my boss wants,” a large demon wearing a cloak said as he floated down from the roof.
Lance looked up at him as he floated down, smiling, “You must be another of Lorenzo’s goons.”
“The very same,” the demon replied as he touched down on the ground, waving his hands out wide. “Except, I prefer the term gentleman. I’m no goon.”
“Shoot him!” Greg yelled, followed by a bullet slamming into the demon's head, causing it to snap back. “Nice.”
“Ego bullets?” the demon exclaimed as he rolled his head back to look at them. “Those hurt, but won’t cut it here.”
“Ah shit,” Greg said as he pulled out his crude club. “Guess we’re beating his ass the old fashion way.”
Lance flashed as he shifted into Holy Dawn mode, a card flashing as he began to exude power.
Vinetion threw away the last of her tormentors before stepping forward, vines shooting up around her.
The demon looked between them, then smirked, “Oh no, I’m out numbered, what could I possibly do?” He threw the cloak off of himself, revealing a body that looked to be nothing but scars and burns, with more muscles and mass than comfortably possible. Slamming his fist together, flames erupted from the impact.
“Careful guys,” Lance warned as they circled the demon.
Catching them off guard, the demon jumped forward first, slamming a fist into Lance. Flames exploded around his fist as Lance was sent flying backwards.
Vines shot up and wrapped around the demon's body, trying to wrap him up. But fire seemed to flare around his body, burning away the vines.
Greg ran in, slamming his club into the lower back of the large demon. The club shattered immediately.
The demon turned to face him, raising an eyebrow at Greg.
“Look, its the best I have!” Greg yelled as his horn flashed and he appeared behind the demon. “Weed blast!”
A torrent of solid mariquina spewed out of Greg’s horn, slamming into the burning back of the demon.
Turning around, the large demon looked at him confused, then stepped forward. He stopped, taking a deep breath.
“Did you just use my body’s natural flames to burn some kind of drug?” he asked, looking to get a bit high.
“Yeahhhhh,” Greg replied, nodding with a dumb smile on his face. “The good shit, bro.”
“Ah fuck, alright, give me a minute,” the demon said as he sat down, picking up a solid mass of burning marijuana and pressed it to his face, taking a deep inhale.
“Like it?” Greg asked as he walked up and sat down on his flank.
“What the fuck is going on?” Lance asked Vinetion as he flew back up, confused by the sight.
“It’s… Greg being Greg,” was her only response.
“Hey man, try this shit. It’s laced with…” Greg looked at the others, then smirked back at the demon, “Laced with some good shit.”
A large rolled blunt appeared before them.
The demon took it and took a hit, coughing loudly. “Oh shit, what is this?!”
“The Greg Special,” he replied, nodding proudly.
After a few more hits, the demon sat back, holding the blunt between two fingers. “Name’s Balgore.”
“Greg Campbell,” Greg said as they bumped fist to hoof. He shook his hoof a bit as Balgore’s fist burned his hoof.
Lance facehoofed at the scene before him.
“We good?” Greg asked, two more blunts appearing between them.
Balgore laughed, taking both of them. “You know what, little pony? We’re good.”
“Fuck yeah,” Greg said, pumping his hoof a bit. “Power of weed and friendship.”
Pulling out a card, Balgore handed it to him. “Ever need help, give me a call.”
“What about your boss?” Greg asked, taking the card.
“What about him?” Balgore laughed, taking another hit. “The worse he’s going to do is yell.” He then leaned forward and smiled slyly. “By the way, my Ego literally prevents me from taking damage. This fight wouldn’t have gone well for you guys.”
“Oh fuck that, I don’t want to fight you for sure now!” Greg laughed, his own blunt appearing between his lips.
The crowd around them had stopped cheering, and looked on in confusion. Then slowly, they started booing.
“Oh shove off,” Balgore said as he stood up and began to float back up into the sky. “I’ll be seeing you later, Greg.”
“See ya, Balgore! I got more weed and shit if you’re ever interested!” He yelled back, waving goodbye.
Once he was gone, Greg turned to his friends, seeing their deadpan stares.
“What?” He asked innocently. “Dude was chill, no need to fight him.”
“God, I don’t even know how to process that,” Lance said with a groan as he started walking away.
Vinetion just chuckled after a second. “That’s the Greg I remember. Never get clean again, please. You were so boring.”
Greg just made a clicking sound as a glyph appeared and he slapped it, causing a little rabbit to appear, giving finger guns.
“Adorable,” she remarked as she followed Lance.
With a flip of his mane, he hit the blunt and tossed it to the side.
As they neared Calypso, she was just rubbing her head like she was in pain.
“The fact that worked is hurting my brain,” she groaned.
“Join the team,” Lance remarked as he hopped over the railing.
“Greg, never change,” Calypso finally said, getting a wink from Greg.
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Living The Dream
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When the world ends, a young man gets a chance to relive his life in the world of Equestria.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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Chapter 18
“You’re a fast learner,” Doc commented as he watched me easily jump from table to table, my prosthetic seeming to give me little trouble.
“Yeah, I get that a lot,” I replied as I backflipped off the last table, landing on all fours.
The others were around us, enjoying the remaining rec time we had.
Remi held up a juice box, shaking it at me.
I couldn’t help but chuckle as I took it, taking a few sips before returning it to her.
“So, Scampy,” Moxxi began, smoking a homemade cigarette, “What were you doing fighting Leem?”
“Long story,” I sighed, but all of them looking at me now, I continued, “I’ll need to give a lot of context before it’ll make sense.”
“We got the time,” Beans clicked, getting nods from the others.
“Okay,” I said as I pulled a chair to myself, “it all starts with this book…”
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I finished my tale, telling them about basically everything that had happened since finding the Bronies. Ending with fighting Leem.
“That is honestly pretty impressive,” Moxxi said with a smirk. “Especially all the throat eating.”
“Kind of barbaric,” Drake commented. “But I am moved by your drive and willingness to do what it takes.”
“I’m interested in this ‘living flesh’ you spoke of,” Doc said as he lifted the wing that had been replaced with said flesh.
“I got nothing to tell you there,” I admitted. “Ominus never would elaborate on it.”
Remi held up her chalkboard to show a picture of me with a cape on, standing heroically. She smiled at me and gave a thumbs up.
“Thank you,” I said sheepishly, rubbing the back of my head.
“So if I understand,” Drake began, “Your goal is to find this Watcher and kill him to save the friends of another person? Just to restore his world but not yours?”
At my nod, he laughs lightly, placing a hand over his heart. “My my! I’m both moved by your dedication and selflessness. I may actually give you the chance to date me.”
I just laugh out loud, followed by the others, “Calm down, lover boy. You also aren’t my type.”
He frowned at the group laughing at him, but he just flicked his hair and tapped a finger against one of his small horns on his head.
“All jokes aside,” Beans said, bringing the laughing down, “this all hinges on you actually getting out of here. And only a few have ever earned their way out.”
“How did they do it?” I ask, turning to face him.
“By joining Leem and his employer. And believe me, they are very picky.”
I furrowed my brow. There was no way I’d get out that way, I was against them and they’d never believe I wanted to join them.
“Leem would never take her,” Moxxi stated the obvious.
“Yeah, which just leaves beating him or escaping,” I say, frowning.
“Or getting bought,” Drake said, a charming smile on his face. “That’s my current plan.”
“Good luck,” Moxxi teased, poking his arm. “The only person who’ll buy you is a lonely old monster with a fetish for submissive fuck boys.”
Drake placed a hand to his forehead, looking up dreamily, “if only I was so lucky.”
“Gross,” I say, rolling my eyes. “What about you guys? What are you doing when you get out?”
“If we get out,” Beans corrected. “But I’d love to open a shop for others to bring their pets too. Sell them all kinds of services to improve the lives of their little critters.”
I blinked at him, not expecting that from the man sized praying mantis.
“I’m going to start my own practice,” Doc replied, waving an arm around. “Free for all who are in need of medical help.”
“Movie star,” Drake said flamboyantly, striking a pose. “It is my destiny after all.”
“I’m definitely opening a shop to build shit,” Moxxi chuckled. “Or maybe even join a air ship crew.”
Remi held up her chalkboard; it was a drawing of her sitting on a throne with a crown and scepter in her hands. The words ‘Queen Remi’ sat above it.
“What of you, Scamp?” Beans asked, gesturing to me with a mandible. “What do you plan to do once your adventures come to a close?”
I sat back, looking upwards as I thought about his question. “After everything I’ve seen and done, I think I’m going to take a break and relax. Maybe start a farm like my mother always wanted to do.”
“Farming?” Drake scoffed. “Trivially boring. Think bigger.”
Moxxi slugged his arm, causing him to whine in annoyance. “Don’t listen to him. Do whatever you want!”
I grinned at her, then looked around the area, at all the creatures going about their own activities.
“Is there anyone here who might possibly know of a way to win? Or escape?” I ask, chewing on my lip.
“No one of present,” Beans remarked, clicking sounds coming from his mouth.
Doc snapped his fingers, “there is Miss Reinhardt.”
“The bitch that keeps beating Remi in the tournaments?” Moxxi asked with a laugh. “She ain’t going to help.”
“Why wouldn’t she?” I ask, looking between them.
“Reinhardt is an asshole, sticks to herself,” Moxxi said, picking something out of her teeth. “She’s one of very few who have faced Leem and was allowed to live.”
“She’s probably the closest to being allowed to leave and join his crew,” Drake said as he coolly ran a hand through his jet black hair.
“Where is she?” I asked, glancing around.
“Can’t miss her, she’s the only one who’s wearing real armor, a large Orc lady,” Moxxi said, pointing to the sixth floor.
Looking up, I scanned the railing, quickly taking note of a woman in gray armor leaning on it, looking out over the creatures below her.
“Her?” I asked, getting a nod from Moxxi. “I’m going to talk to her.”
“Bad idea,” Beans clicked, “if you two get in a fight, it could bring about… bad consequences.”
“I don’t plan to fight her,” I reassured them, but they all looked back at me with unsure faces. “Just going to ask her for advice.”
“Yeah, good luck!” Moxxi said, making a peace sign with her hand.
I took to the air and flew upwards, heading for the armor clad woman. Once she saw me approaching, she kept her eyes on me till I landed beside her.
She was a very imposing woman alright; light grayish green skin with deep blue eyes. Blonde hair sat braided upon her head, and two small tusks stuck out of the corner of her mouth.
“Can I help you, horse?” She asked in a gruff voice, her displeasure at my disturbance clear.
“I’m a pony,” I clarified, which just caused her to grunt in response. “I heard you’ve won a tournament and survived fighting Leem.”
She spat on the ground between us, snorting, “I’m not talking to a little magical pony from a child’s fantasy book.”
I narrowed my eyes up at her, then snorted hard and spat a glob of mucus by her foot, “I ain’t a little pony from a child’s fantasy book.”
Reinhardt grunted in response to me, a sly smirk on her face. “Why do you care about me facing Leem?”
“Because,” I replied as I put my front hooves on the railing next to her, “I’ve fought him too, and I want to know if he can be beaten.”
She laughed in response, “you fought Leem? Guess that explains the missing leg. Ate it, didn’t he?”
Raising the prosthetic and curling it, I gave a nod.
“He has a thing about humiliation and eating his victim,” she said as she raised her hand, a robotic looking appendage where her left hand used to be. “I didn’t win when I fought him. He just liked how I fought, and decided to keep me around for a second round.”
“Do you have a plan for facing him again?” I asked, getting a glare from her.
“I’m not talking about my plans with anyone, especially the new horse in the block who’s not even fought in the normal arena yet.”
“I can handle myself,” I said evenly.
“Handle a gumdrop maybe,” she retorted, laughing roughly.
I took a deep breath, keeping my cool.
“Want a bag for the rainbows you shit out?” She asked, laughing even harder.
“Look, I’m just…” I started but was cut off.
“Want me to find you a little saddle so you can make a little girls dreams come true?” The laughter from the Orc only increased in volume.
“You wanna go, cunt?” I snapped despite myself. Oops.
Her laughter died immediately and she turned, squaring up with me. “Want to say that again, twinkle bell?”
I stared up into her hard eyes, and sighed. With a twist of my body, I spin and slam my right hoof into her face. She stumbled back in shock, but quickly recovered as she roared and tackled me.
Alarms began to blare all around us, but we didn’t pay them any attention.
She was on top and was laying into me, my only saving Grace was our close proximity as I pressed into her, causing her hits to barely affect me.
On one of her sloppy swings, I latched down on her good arm, the metal bracer saving her from my teeth.
“Let go!” She yelled as we fought back and forth, me finally pushing us back to a standing position.
Forgoing her trapped hand, she pulled me forward and kneed me in the chest. The air was knocked out of me, but I remained locked to her arm, my eyes aflame as I stared back at her.
She reared her knee back, preparing for a harder strike this time, but I suddenly let go of her arm and dropped, swiping her leg out from under her and bucking upwards. My hit sent her into the air a bit, eyes wide. Then she went over the railing and fell towards the floor below.
“Ah shit,” I groaned as I shot forward and followed her over the railing.
Luckily I caught her by the leg and began to flap as hard as I could, trying to slow her fall.
We both hit the ground, but not as hard as we could have thanks to my wings.
Reinhardt let out a groan as she slowly sat up and looked at me with a perplexed look. “Why the hell did you save me?!”
I just grinned back at her, breathing heavily, “I have no fucking clue.”
Before she could say anything else a beam hit her, causing her to slump back. I started to scramble up, but a beam hit me as well.
“Everyone back!” A guard yelled as the crowd around us started to disperse back to their cells. “Rec time is over!”
A guard roughly grabbed me and glared at me, “you two just earned yourselves a night in the Hole!”
“The fucks the Hole?” I asked, but got no answer as they began to drag the two of us away.
“Don’t worry, Scamp!” Moxxi called from her cell. “I’ve been there! Just don’t freeze to death!”
Oh shit, I feel like I have an idea of what the hole is.
ooo000<^>000ooo
With a grunt, the guard kicked me over the ledge, causing me to fall into a pit that smelled of death.
A crash behind me signified Reinhardt was thrown into the same pit as me.
“Don’t murder each other, and if you’re alive in the morning, you’re going straight to the preliminaries,” a guard called down to us.
Two beams hit us, allowing us to move again.
“Wait!” I called up, “will we still get breakfast?”
He just laughed in response as he disappeared, followed by a door slamming shut.
“We’re in the Hole, and you’re worried about breakfast?” She asked, a frown on her face.
I just sigh and look around, seeing both but dirt and bones. “Breakfast is literally the most important meal of the day.”
She blinked at me, then laughed loudly. “You are very strange!”
“Says you,” I say back, sitting down hard. The temperature felt like it was dropping.
Reinhardt sat down with a clank of armor, looking me over. “You could have let me die back there, you earned my death with that move of yours.”
“Yeah,” I replied, starting to shiver since I had no clothes on. “I just had the urge to save you, don’t look into it too hard.”
With a smirk, she wagged a finger at me, “someone isn’t as hard as they pretend to be.”
“Don’t critique me, you don’t even know me,” I say in annoyance, shaking heavily now.
She reached down and began to undo straps on her body, then removed her waist cloth. She tossed it at me, “you’re going to freeze to death being this stubborn.”
I eye her as I take the heavy cloth and wrap it around my shoulders. It wasn’t enough to keep the cold away, but it was better than nothing.
Leaning back, she looked up at the lip of the pit. “You really should have let me die back there, Orc’s can hold a grudge for a long time.”
All I do is wave her off, “then I guess my mistake.”
But then she smiled, “but we have a tradition as well; honor the greater warrior. Doesn’t matter how you won, you still beat me. Then saved my life. That bonds us.”
“Oh geez,” I groan. “I’m not out here to get bonded with anyone!”
She just laughs, then slams her fist into her chest a few times. “I, Reinhardt Torebas, pledge my fealty to you, Scamp.”
“No no,” I said as I shook my hoof at her. “We’re not bonding and we are definitely not pledging fealty to one another.”
“Too late,” she said smugly. “It is done. We are battle buddies now.”
I facehoofed, groaning loudly, “this is so ridiculous.”
She just laughs louder at my suffering. “You and I are going to become the best of friends, you watch.”
Not responding, I just sit there and shiver. Morning couldn’t come fast enough.
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When the world ends, a young man gets a chance to relive his life in the world of Equestria.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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2022-11-07T00:32:43+00:00
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Chapter 19
The guard hauled me out of the pit, my body stiff from the hard floor and freezing air of the night.
“Hope you two are in fighting condition, because the preliminaries are starting here soon!” A guard joked, taking joy in our suffering.
“Yeah yeah,” I groan as I stand up, stretching with a hiss of pain.
Reinhardt hadn’t faired much better, her armor may of kept her warmer, but it definitely didn’t help with comfort.
“Move it, assholes,” another guard said as he began to roughly push us. “Don’t make us drag you there.”
We allowed ourselves to be led down the winding hallway, towards the sounds of a cheering crowd.
It didn’t take long till we were pushed into a large cage with others.
I frowned as I looked around, not recognizing anyone. Then my stomach growled angrily, clearly upset that I missed breakfast.
As if drawn by the sound of my growling stomach, Remi slithered through the crowd and appeared before me. She reached into her pouch and pulled out a large tray of sandwiches.
“You are a life saver!” I said in glee, getting a happy ruffle of neck feathers from Remi. I grabbed one and devoured it without a thought. But as I grabbed the second one, I sighed.
I grabbed half of them and turned to Reinhardt. “Here, you need to eat.”
She smirked at me as she took them, “I thought you wanted nothing to do with me?”
I just rolled my eyes and went back to eating my sandwiches. Remi eyed Reinhardt with disdain.
“She’s with me now,” I said reluctantly, causing Remi to frown and furrow her brow. She then drew a picture of me and Reinhardt standing side by side, arm and leg over each other’s neck and cheering, a heart was drawn around us with the words ‘friends now?’ above it.
“Looks like it,” was my response as I finished the food and took the water she offered next, chugging half of it and giving the rest to the Orc behind me.
Remi didn’t look happy with this development, but didn’t write anything else. She did however pull out a metal helmet of sorts and presented it to me.
“Oh, thank you, Remi,” I said as I took it and placed it on my head, surprised it actually fit. It covered the top of my head and most of my lower neck, perfect. I buckled the strap under my chin.
“I must warn you two,” Reinhardt said from behind me. “There are rumors of a few wealthy elites that will be observing the tournament this time around. So people are going to be fighting a lot harder than usual. Don’t underestimate anyone out there.”
“Got it,” I say, observing those around us more closely now. “What should I do during this free for all?”
“Survive till the buzzer and then see if you made enough points to qualify a position on the leaderboard,” Reinhardt replied, followed by Remi giving me finger guns.
“Easy.” So survive till the buzzer, then hope I make it on the leaderboard? Simple.
“When they release us, follow me, I know the spot for the perfect weapons,” she said, slamming her fist together.
It wasn’t long after that when the announcer began to speak into his mic.
“Alright, are you all ready to watch some carnage!? A melee of epic proportions!?” He yelled into the mic, the crowd responded like they were blood thirsty animals. “Our brave warriors are about to face off against one another for a chance to enter the Grand Tournament of Ultimate Authority! The winner earns the right to face our beloved leader himself; Leem the Undying!”
The crowd got even louder somehow.
“The melee last till the buzzer! The contestants will slug it out till then to earn points! You earn more points for killing your opponent, and only half if you KO them! All weapons are permitted, and there are no rules!”
With one last roar from the crowd, he screamed into the mic, “Let the death and carnage begin!”
The gates flew open and the crowd around us surged forward.
Reinhardt took the lead and ran through the crowd, zig zagging as she went. I had a little trouble keeping up, with everyone else being taller than me and not wanting to take to the air for fear of drawing attention to myself this early.
Remi suddenly scooped me up and expertly slithered her way through the crowd till we caught up to Reinhardt.
She placed me down as the Orc grabbed a sword for herself and then tossed me a set of talons that seemed to be able to fit on my hooves.
“Happy birthday, use them to shred some assholes,” she laughed as she spun around and cut down a creature that was trying to sneak up on her.
Wasting no time, I put on the talons, thankful they attached correctly.
Remi grabbed two curved blades from the wall and twirled them happily.
The three of us began to walk towards the middle, trying to get away from most of the fighting that was taking place near the walls covered in weapons. We walked in a circle, watching those around us.
Luckily, most were too busy with their own fights to pay us any attention, but I still had to remove a leg from someone who got too close.
Remi grabbed her chalkboard with her tail and pointed it at me. It simply read ‘points!’. She then immediately shot away and slid into a group battle. Her blades easily sliced through anyone unfortunate enough to be near her.
When she’d finished, she hopped back to us, leaving eight dead behind her.
“You really do like to fight,” I chuckle, getting an enthusiastic nod from her.
“Heads up,” Reinhardt warned as three Minotaur’s charged towards us, all three wearing similar armor.
As they neared us, it turned into a blood bath, their body parts flying high as the three of us went on a rampage. Once we finished we all looked at each other, surprised.
“I think we’re all too alike in ruthlessness,” I say, getting a nod from both of them.
“I for one love our newfound sisterhood,” Reinhardt said, slugging Remi in the shoulder. She frowned at first, but then smiled as she slammed her fist back into Reinhardt’s shoulder plate. “What should we call ourselves?”
“Not now,” I replied, seeing Moxxi not too far away dodging around a large beast. “Follow me.”
I galloped through the battling crowd, cutting down anyone who attempted to get in my way. They all seemed to underestimate the tiny pony, which was clearly a terrible idea.
The large beast swung again for Moxxi, but she agilely dodged it. Before it could attack again, I slammed into its back, going absolutely insane with my hoof claws; cutting away at the back of its neck and head.
As it dropped dead, Moxxi laughed up at me, “Scamp! I see the Hole didn’t break you!”
I slide off the large beast and landed before her, “nah it was a pleasant retreat from my cell.”
“Love the sarcasm,” she replied as she twirled her sword in her hand. “Say, mind letting me ride you into battle? It’ll be so freaking cool!”
“No,” I said simply, looking around.
“You say that now, the idea just hasn’t settled yet,” she replied with a sly smile. I just roll my eyes.
Remi and Reinhardt arrived, covered in just as much blood as I was.
Behind them, I saw Drake strolling up to a behemoth of a troll.
As I started to move towards him, Moxxi reached out and stopped me, looking at the same thing I was.
“Leave him be, he does this every tournament,” she said in an amused tone.
Drake walked up behind the troll behemoth and yelled something to him. It turned to him and without warning punched him with its oversized fist. Drake flew back and landed on the ground, he then began to wither around in clearly fake agony as he dramatically ‘died’.
“That’s how he avoids all this,” Moxxi laughed.
“Uh-Huh,” I said in an amused tone. I had to admit, he was dedicated to the act. He laid on his back and held a black rose between his hands.
Before we could say anything else, flames swept over the crowd to our left, the screams of many burning creatures filled the air.
“Shit, someone unlocked the flame shit!” Moxxi yelped as she and Remi took off in the opposite direction.
Reinhardt and I looked at each other and nodded, and took off after them. No way I’m facing someone with a flamethrower!
It was that moment I saw Doc leaned over a wounded dog man, wrapping a bandage around a bloody wound.
The creature with the flamethrower looked his way, and began to reach into a pouch. He pulled out a small device and pulled a pin, tossing it towards Doc and the wounded dog man.
Without even realizing it, I was already galloping to intercept.
“Scamp?!” Doc yelled in surprise as he saw me coming.
I didn’t acknowledge him as I jumped into the air, using my wings to spin my body, and kicked the grenade with my back hoof, sending it back the way it came.
Then, as if to spite my good deed, the grenade exploded when it was still within range of me. A wall of flames slammed into my left side and the shockwave sent me spinning through the air.
I felt myself slam into the ground, rolling roughly a few feet. I coughed hard as I felt an intense burning sensation all over the left side of my face and body.
My left eye was obscured as I struggled to stand, looking towards the creature wielding the flamethrower.
He looked overjoyed, till he suddenly exploded as someone shot his tanks. Screaming, he ran around on fire till someone shot him again, dropping him.
Doc was suddenly at my side and trying to push me down, “stay down, girl! You are severely wounded!”
“I’ve had worse,” I say, followed by coughing violently. Is that cooking flesh I smell? I can’t tell if that’s me or the other guy.
“I severely doubt that!” He retorted as he pulled something sour smelling from his pouch and sprayed it on me, causing the burning to intensify. The next thing he did was rub some kind of salve on my wounds, which seemed to reduce the burning to an acceptable amount of pain.
“That helmet seems to have saved your head and hair from the flames,” he said, then in a softer tone, “you should have let me die, getting between us like that was stupid.”
“I’ve been doing that lately,” I replied in a smart ass tone, going to rub my left eye free of whatever was obstructing it.
“Don’t touch it,” he snapped as he grabbed my hoof.
“Whoa, shit, Scamp,” Moxxi said with a grimace as she and the others approached, watching the fighting around us.
“That is going to be an amazing scar,” Reinhardt commented with a forced smile.
“What’s over my eye?” I asked, annoyance clear in my voice.
“Well, to put it nicely,” Moxxi began awkwardly.
“How’d she lose her eye?!” I heard Beans exclaim from my left side, sounding like he was dragging something.
My eye widened as what he said hit me like a freight train.
“Uh…” Moxxi said as she sheepishly stepped out of my view
“How bad,” I ask calmly.
“I’ll be blunt,” Doc said slowly. “It’s still there, but you’ll never see out of it again.”
“Look on the bright side,” Moxxi said as she stepped back into view. “You don’t have to fight in the tournament anymore.”
“And you also get an eye patch,” Reinhardt added, getting a glare from me.
I grunted as I stood up, ignoring Doc’s protest. “I’m fine, you all need to focus on the fight around us.” At their unsure looks, I stomped my hoof, “come on, people! Go get ‘em!”
“You got it,” Reinhardt said with a grin as she spun in her armor and stomped towards the nearest melee, twirling her sword as she went.
Beans made a few clicking sounds as he hauled Drake up next to me, with him still playing dead.
“Beans and Moxxie,” I say loudly as I hiss in pain, pointing my charred prosthetic at them, “take up a position on either side of Doc, let him tend to any of the wounded he wants.”
They looked at each other, then nodded back at me.
“Drake,” I looked at him as he laid there, still holding the flower. He let his forked tongue roll out of his mouth, attempting to look more dead. “Never mind.”
Remi looked at me with a worried expression.
I nod to her, “you can stay with me, cover my left.”
She gave me a determined nod as she crouched down and eyed everyone around us.
“And you’re going to sit down,” Doc said as he gently tried to push me back down.
“Doc,” I replied, giving him a stern look, “go help others. You can focus on me once this is over.”
He frowned down at me, but relented as he moved on to others. Beans and Moxxi followed him, watching out for him.
“Good,” I muttered as I glanced around, taking in the chaos around me. Taking a step caused me to hiss again as I felt the skin on my left side ripple with pain.
“Fuck this,” I said through gritted teeth.
I just want to lay down now, sleep through this shitty pain. My entire left side of my vision was now gone permanently, and there wasn’t anything I could do about it now.
No good deed goes unpunished, huh?
A slender creature moved towards me, but was instantly cut down by Remi.
I limped along, watching the others perform the task I’d assigned them.
Reinhardt seemed to be enjoying herself as she worked her way through groups of creatures, sending limbs and bodies flying in her rampage.
Remi hovered over me as she fended off anyone who drew to close.
Then someone charged us and tackled her, tumbling away from me. I frowned as I saw another lizard-like creature beeline for me.
As he neared, I flare my wings, which caused an intense ripping pain to shoot through my body, and jumped over him as he lunged for me. I landed right behind him and twisted around, slicing through his legs with my hoof talons. He screamed in pain as he fell down on his new stumps.
Before I could recover, another lion based creature took a swipe at me. I barely blocked it with my prosthetic leg, which groaned under the weight of the impact. I then slammed my hoof into the underside of his chin, the talons embedded all the way to the base.
He went limp as I threw him to the side.
From in front of me, a six armed creature cut down its opponent and turned to face me, a wide smile on its face.
Awesome, just awesome.
As I prepared to engage it as it ran towards me, Remi came out of nowhere and wrapped her body around the strange creature. She squeezed hard as it fought, then began to hack away at its neck with her blade, brutally decapitating it.
She smiles at me as she throws the head away into the fighting around us.
I blink at her, then chuckle, despite the pain.
A loud buzzer went off, causing all of the fighting to come to a grinding halt.
“There you have it, folks! The preliminaries have closed, and what a show it was! More violent and bloody than we’re used to!”
The crowd cheered loudly, shouting random names.
I swear I heard a few sporadic ‘Stumpy!’ mixed in among the roaring crowd.
“The judges will now tally the points! Standby for your leaderboard!”
“That was quick thinking you did back there,” Doc said as he ran back to me, the giant yeti looking my injuries over with a concerned look on his face.
“Those were some good kills too,” Reinhardt complemented, wiping blood from her face. “Horrifically wounded and still fighting. I chose my new best friend wisely.”
Moxxi stepped up to me, leaning in to look at my left side more closely, “just fuck, you really got messed up.”
“She saved me,” Doc said, a bit of guilt in his voice. “She stopped that thermal grenade from killing me and a person I was helping.”
I held up a hoof, silencing him, “don’t worry about it. I just did what I had to do, don’t beat yourself up about it.”
Drake sat up finally and looked at me, recoiling in horror. “I heard what you all were saying, but she looks way worse than I imagined!”
“Welcome back to the realm of the living,” I said sarcastically to him.
“Thank you, Scamp,” Beans said as he rubbed his mandibles together. “For saving Doc and helping us keep it together.”
I started to reply, but the announcer’s voice boomed through the stadium.
“The results are in! And are they surprising!”
A massive leaderboard appeared above us, listing everyone who would be advancing to the tournament.
Remi and Reinhardt were there, obviously. Luckily the rest of the team weren’t up there… except…
“Scamp’s advancing!?” They all exclaimed in shock, turning to look at me.
I stood there dumbfounded. With a deep sigh, I looked skyward at the giant leaderboard.
“Ah horseapples.”
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Discord,Main 6,Original Character,Princess Celestia,Princess Luna,Human,Adventure,Comedy,Drama,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Death,Gore,Profanity,Sex,Violence
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Living The Dream
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When the world ends, a young man gets a chance to relive his life in the world of Equestria.
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incomplete
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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2022-10-29T23:07:40+00:00
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2022-10-29T23:08:17+00:00
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Chapter 20
“Great,” I muttered as I stood by the junk pile, looking myself over in a large mirror.
The burns covered more of my body than I thought; spreading from my left eye all the way down my left side and legs. It even ruined my cutie mark!
Luckily, the flames missed my wings, since they’d been flared when I got hit. So just the base seemed to be burned on my left wing.
My mane, even though most of it was protected by the helmet, was singed. I lost some length on the left side.
Frowning, I lift up a pair of scissors and try to even out the length of both sides. But I failed. I’m not a hairdresser. I drop the scissors, shaking my head.
Taking a step, I hissed loudly in pain. How the hell will I fight like this? The burns were starting to slowly scab over, and that was making it harder to move. Soon, I wouldn’t be able to move without ripping the healing scabs.
“You need to be laying down,” Doc said from his work table, where he was building me a new leg to replace the now damaged and charred one I currently wore.
“I wish I could,” I replied as I painfully limped over to him and slid into the seat. “But I have a fight coming up tonight apparently.”
He frowned as he muttered something.
With a sharp gasp of breath I opened my wings, flapping them a few times, wincing as I did. “This is going to go great.”
“Doc can fix it,” Moxxi suddenly said from her seated position nearby, getting a glare from Doc.
I look between the two, confused by the reactions, “You can?”
“I can,” he said solemnly, “But I wouldn’t call it fixing it.”
Nodding my head back to the burns over my body, I shrug, “Can’t be worse than what I’m feeling right now.”
“Doc, just do it. She won’t survive the tournament if she’s unable to even move,” Moxxi protested, hopping up and walking up next to me.
Doc let out a sigh and turned to me, his eyes filled with sympathy.
“He has the power to speed up the healing process,” Moxxi says, getting a small head shake from Doc.
“I thought Ego wasn’t allowed here?” I raised my eyebrow, glancing between the two.
“It’s not Ego,” Doc answered, raising his hand as it began to glow a light pink. “It’s my own ability. This place shuts off everything, but I used the favor I’d earned in the past during bouts to request mine back.”
Closing his fist, the glow disappeared, “But I only use it on cuts and broken bones. Because it doesn’t ‘heal’ the wounds. All I can do is advance them along their own natural healing process. So if I use it on your burns, I won’t fix anything. The burns will just accelerate to the point that they’re fully healed scars.”
“Then let’s do it,” I say, a bit excited. But at his continued soft stare, I sink a bit, “What’s the draw back?”
“If I do this, you won’t be able to use any other form of magic or Ego to reverse the damage done to you,” he said as he leaned back, rubbing his face. “You’ll have to go through heavy surgery and facial reconstruction to fix it if I do this.”
I blink at him, weighing my options; I could either say screw it and deal with the pain, but I could die due to low mobility. Or, I let him use his ability on me and advance my burns to the point they're just scars, but at the cost of not being able to have them fixed the easy way.
“Ah fuck it,” I say, my mind made up. “Fix me up, Doc.”
He groaned, but nodded as his hands began to glow. Standing up, he walked towards me, “I’ll need you to lay down. You’ll want to be unconscious for this part.”
Frowning, I lay down on the hard floor, my burns facing up.
“Oh I can’t watch this again,” Moxxi exclaimed as she walked away quickly.
I did not want to think about what she could mean by that.
Doc crouched down next to me and held a hand above my face. “It’s going to be okay, Scamp.”
His hand flashed a bright pink, and my vision darkened.
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Everything slowly came back to me, like I was falling back into my body. Groaning loudly, I sat up. My body no longer was filled with agony as I sat there, blinking. My skin felt a bit tight on my left side, but it wasn’t unpleasant. Unlike before.
“Your burns healed nicely,” Doc said from my left. I turned to him, seeing that he was helping Remi with a few of her wounds. “No infection developed, and your limbs still have full mobility.”
Looking to my left hoof, I saw he’d put a new prosthetic leg on me. This one actually looked a bit more sturdy than the previous one.
Hauling myself up, I stepped up to the mirror, looking myself over.
The burns were no longer bloody, black, charred flesh. Now it was a more tamed color, but still looked rough.
“How unfortunate,” Drake said from atop a box, laying in a ‘sexy’ pose. “You were actually kind of cute before those burns.”
I rolled my eyes up at him, but he was right. I no longer looked attractive, in my opinion. No big deal, not like I was interested in looking good.
“You honestly look a lot better,” Reinhardt chuckled as she stepped up to us. “Scars improve attractiveness.”
Remi held her chalkboard up to me with her tail, and a little picture of me standing on a mound of corpses greeted me. ‘Looking good while stacking bodies’ was written around it.
Letting out a chuckle, I wiggled my only eyebrow at her. “Why thank you, Miss Remi.”
She made a laughing like sound as she pulled the board to herself and drew a laughing face on it.
Looking back to the mirror, I flexed a few times, pleased to see that I had the majority of my movement back. There was a slight tightness around me, but I’d get used to it.
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“This shit is abysmally easy!” Vinetion laughed as she threw another creature over the ledge of the high rise. “You guys were having trouble with these guys?”
“Not these pushovers,” Lance sighed as he flashed a card, causing four creatures to stop fighting Calypso and start making out with each other. “The guys that gave us trouble were like that demon guy. These guys are just sad.”
Greg took a hit of a blunt as he lifted two goons and slapped them together, “Yeah, I don’t even know why these guys are trying at this point.”
As Lance knocked the last goon out, they heard cries for help coming from across the roof. Two sets of heavy doors burst open and a large serpent-like man stumbled out, bloody and bruised.
Lance looked back at everyone, then back to the wounded creature. “Where’s our friend?”
“You gotta help me!” the creature yelled as it stumbled towards the group.
“Freeze!” Calypso yelled, leveling her rifle on the advancing serpent.
He didn’t listen, but before anyone could attempt to stop him, a bang came from behind him. His eyes widened, “PLEASE!”
With a whoosh, he was pulled backwards roughly and swung sideways, slamming into the wall. Followed by him being thrown to the right, over the ledge of the high-rise.
As the group looked back to the open doors, a smile appeared on their faces.
“Grace!” Lance yelled as he ran forward and the two grabbed hooves, pulling each other into a hug.
“What the fuck are you assholes doing here?” She asked, looking both happy and shocked at the appearance of the others.
“Looking for our friends!” Lance answered excitedly. “We found out Zane was supposed to be here.”
“Oh he is,” she chuckled as she waved her hoof, followed by three others walking through the doors as well. “I’ve also been looking for our friends, I just didn’t realize you fucks were out here too.”
Greg blew smoke straight into the air as he walked up, “I was wondering if you’d ever show up.”
“Yeah, the guys who were trying to hold me were idiots. A little seduction and boom, a bunch of bodies were left,” She replied, flipping her hair. “Are you getting high again? Fuck yes.”
Cody stepped up to them, eye twitching, “She’s been bragging about that since she saved us.”
“Lance!” Dana screamed as she took him up in a hug, squeezing him hard.
“Hey, mom,” Lance chuckled as he returned the hug.
She lifted a leg, looking him over, “Have you been eating enough? You seem thinner than the last time I saw you.”
“I'm eating fine,” he said with a roll of his eyes.
“It’s so good to finally see you guys again!” Zane said with an excited tone as he moved to hug Greg. “I haven’t seen you in a while!”
As he reached him, legs out for a hug, Greg lifted a leg and let Zane run into what he was holding. A pokeball.
“Huh?” Zane asked as he was suddenly pulled into the ball and disappeared.
“Not a fan of that guy,” Greg said as he hit the blunt again.
Cody blinked in confusion at what just happened. “Is Zane okay?”
“He’s good,” Greg chuckled and raised a pokeball. “These things are awesome, bro!”
“Is that a pokeball?!” Cody asked, smiling. “Let me see it!”
“You got it!” Greg said as he tossed it to Cody.
The ball landed in Cody’s hand, then opened as it sucked him into it.
“Ah, shit, probably shouldn’t have thrown it to him,” Greg said with a sheepish smile as he took a heavy hit from the blunt.
“We need to wash these clothes,” Dana said as she looked at the stains on Lance’s clothes.
“We don’t have time for that, Mom,” Lance replied, a bit annoyed that she was acting like, well, a mom.
She glared at him as she stepped back. “We need to find Barehoof.”
“Mom, I don’t know if he’s here. I’m pretty sure it’s just humans, I don’t think any ponies were brought here,” Lance replied, rubbing his eyes.
“There are, we have one of the girls with us,” she replied, looking back, seeming confused to not see who she was talking about. “I mean, she was behind us.”
“There’s someone else with you guys?” Vinetion asked, getting a nod from Grace.
“Oh yeah, I thought she was right behind us.”
“Who is it?” Lance asked, but he was answered as confetti blew through the door and coated them all in colored shredded paper.
“Pie Babe!” Greg yelled as he blew through everyone and slammed into the pink pony.
“Hi, Melly!” Pinkie laughed as the two embraced tightly, spinning around in a circle.
She then sniffed the air, and frowned, “Are you… on the plant again?”
He stopped their spinning, smiling sheepishly at her. “I am, actually. But its for a good cause!”
A glare slowly fell on her face, his forced smile getting wider in response.
“He’s high because we need him to be. He’s actually saved us a few times,” Lance admitted, sighing. “I promise he’s not doing it for pleasure this time around.”
Greg smiled at him thankfully, then lifted her chin, “I promise, babe, I’m only like this for the others sake.”
“Sounds convenient,” Pinkie said in a low voice, eyes still narrowed. Then suddenly she sprang back to her happy self, “But I trust you, Melly!”
“I think he shouldn’t be touching that stuff again,” Dana said with a displeased look on her face.
A pokeball bounced off the back of her head, causing her to disappear.
Everyone turned around to see Calypso standing there.
She shrugged, “I didn’t like her negativity at the current situation.”
Lance stared at her for a moment, then started laughing. The others slowly followed till they were all in an uproar.
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“What’s the plan?” Calypso asked as they stepped out of the single high-rise and back into the carnival around them.
“Well now that we know ponies were sent here too,” Lance said, looking at Greg and Pinkie as they made out as they walked. “I think that ups the stakes.”
“Definitely,” Grace said, holding up her locket and looking at the picture within. “My wife and kid are here somewhere.”
“We all have loved ones trapped in this hell hole,” Vinetion grumbled.
“Is there any way to speed this up?” Calypso asked.
“Ooo! We can use their version of the internet!” Pinkie said loudly before going back to making out with Greg.
“Actually, that’s a good idea,” Lance said. “We can find a computer and see what we can do with it.”
“Sweet, where the fuck can we find one?” Grace asked, looking around at the booths.
“Four booths down to the left, bro,” Greg said suddenly, lifting Pinkie up and the two falling to the ground together.
“Gross,” Calypso said as she took a step away from the pair.
“How does he know… screw it, lead the way!” Vinetion said, pointing ahead.
Lance led the group past a few booths, heading for the aforementioned one.
“Let me talk to the booth owner, I’ll convince him to let us use his computer, if he even has one,” he said, glancing back at the pink and green pile that was rolling after them.
As they stepped into the tent, they were greeted by a skinny furry creature. It was messing with a device that looked like a laptop.
“Welcome, welcome, the name of the game is darts. Hit the targets, win a prize,” he said, not even looking up at them as he gestured to the game he was running.
“Actually, my good, sir,” Lance began, leaning next to the creature. “We need to use your computer there.”
“No,” was his only answer. “Buy a round of darts, or leave.”
As Lance started to say something else, a vine shot up and wrapped around his neck. As he screamed, he was wrapped in a viney cocoon.
“Vinetion!” Lance whined as he turned to face her smirking face.
“What?” She asked innocently. “You heard him, he said no. Well now we have a computer, and he gets to take a nap. It’s a win win!”
He facehoofed as he picked up the laptop and turned it to face them. “So, what are we doing here? Looking something up? Posting something?”
“I got this shit,” Grace said as she bumped him aside and started messing with the computer with her wing tips. “I’ve already tried this earlier, but I only found something about Zorrow. But he was already gone when I went after him.”
“Yeah, we got his ass,” Lance chuckled, watching her work.
“So I have another idea. This whole park has its own website, so it must also have a forum or something.” She smirks as she opens a tab, “Look at me, the smartest bitch in this whole group. Our buddy here,” she slapped the wiggling cocoon, “has an employee log in.”
“Well fuck yeah, something is finally looking up for us,” Lance said with a sigh of relief.
The group watched her work her way through the employee only forums, clicking on threads one at a time.
“Try using the search feature,” Greg asked as he and Pinkie stopped attacking each other's faces and joined the group.
“There isn’t one,” Grace said in annoyance, then scrolled to the top. “Ah, nevermind, there is one.”
She typed in a few different search terms; pony, brony, Lance, Watcher, etc., but nothing of interest came up. That is till she typed in Lorenzo.
Among all the threads that popped up, one stood out; ‘We’re a fun park, not a wannabe prison!’.
Clicking on it revealed a lot of disgruntled park employee’s, complaining about the extra work they were having to do now that Lorenzo was making them watch equine prisoners.
“These guys are really pissed off,” she chuckled as they all read each reply, looking for something that could help them. But they got nothing, as they were all just complaining, but not talking about specifics.
“Ask about the prisoners,” Greg offered.
She nodded as she typed away at the computer, adding a comment asking if anyone actually knows where any of the prisoners were.
It didn’t take long before a few responded, voicing their displeasure at the situation. Then one replied that caused Grace to smirk.
“Got em,” she said as she clicked a picture which had a few tram stations on them and directions to different places.
“Holy fucking shit, did we just finesse the locations of all our friends?” Lance asked in amazement.
“Fuck yeah we did!” Grace laughed as she pumped her hoof in the air.
“This guy is saying they’re not even being held by any of Lorenzo’s men yet!” Lance announced, a wide smile on his face.
Calypso nodded, adjusting her helmet, “Well, this all came together quite nicely.”
Lance took out a little camera and took a picture of the screen, a little picture coming out of the camera. He took it and looked at it, smiling. “Now the easy part.”
He printed a few more pictures, handing them out to everyone.
“Bro, let me use the computer,” Greg said as he slid up, taking over the laptop.
“Why?” Grace asked with a smirk. “Gonna look at weird porn?”
Greg just laughed, taking a hit of his blunt. “Probably later, but I want to look up some shit.”
“Oooo! Let me help!” Pinkie said as she jumped on his back, looking past his head at the screen.
“You got it!” he laughed as he began to type away with his magic.
The others stepped outside the tent.
“So are we splitting up?” Vinetion asked.
“No,” Lance responded. “We can’t afford to lose each other. We’ll just have to go down the list one at a time. They’re not labeled, so there’s no idea how to know who’s who.”
The group looked at the list, examining each one.
As they stood there, something started beeping in Lance’s pocket. With a look of confusion, he pulled out the beacon Ominus had given him.
“EMERGENCY TELEPORTATION REQUEST! EMERGENCY TELEPORTATION REQUEST!” It screamed as it flashed red and blue aggressively.
“What does that mean?” Grace asked, staring at the device in confusion.
“I don’t know,” Lance admitted. “Ominus must be sending something to us.”
He tapped the button and threw the device to the ground.
It screamed a few more times, then stopped. In a flash, Jero appeared standing over the device, blood on his face. He was breathing heavily, looking to be in shock.
“Jero?!” Lance yelled as he jumped to his side, grabbing him. “What the hell happened to you?”
Jero blinked a few times, then looked at Lance, then grabbed his shoulders in a panic, “Lance it’s bad! So fucking bad!”
“What happened?!” Lance yelled back, shaking him slightly.
“Ominus,” he began, suddenly going pale as his adrenaline crashed. “Some guy named Lorenzo… it was bad… Lance…”
He slumped back, unconscious.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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Chapter 21
Jero stepped into the command center after hearing the sound of the teleporter. Zane was standing there looking confused.
“Oh, hey, Zane,” Jero said to him as walked over.
“What just happened?” he asked, completely lost.
“Lance apparently has been just sending you guys back without warning,” Jero said as he lifted up a pamphlet for Zane. “So I made this, it’ll explain everything that’s going on.”
Zane took the pamphlet, “Actually it was Greg that hit me with this weird ball.”
“Oh,” Jero chuckled, “it's usually Lance.”
The teleporter flashed again, and Cody stood there with wide eyes.
“Cody!” Jero said as he ran around Zane and stepped up to Cody, helping him off the platform. “They found you!”
Cody looked around the room, confused, but before he could ask, Jero held up a pamphlet that said ‘So Lance hit you with a pokeball and didn’t explain anything: The story so far’.
“Greg is the one who sent me here, I think. I wanted to hold his pokeball, but I guess it went off and sent me here,” he said as he took the pamphlet and opened it.
“So how are things there? Lance looking like he’s doing okay? The others said he’s acting off, more than usual,” Jero asked.
Cody blinked as he read over the information, “Oh, uhhh, yeah he looks good. I didn’t get a chance to talk with him, so I’m not sure how he’s doing inside.”
Again, the teleporter flashed. Dana stood there, a perplexed look on her face.
“... Hi, Mrs. Greenfield,” Jero said sheepishly, holding up a hand to help her down.
“What just happened?!” she asked, looking around the room with a scornful look on her face.
“Someone, probably Lance, hit you with a pokeball, which teleported you here, where it's safe,” Jero responded carefully, not wanting to set her off.
“Where is here?!” She asked, noticing Ominus near the teleporter working hard on tracking the Watcher.
Not wanting her to distract him, he held up the infamous pamphlet, “Here, read this!”
She eyed it, then snatched it as she buried her face in it.
He stood there awkwardly, realizing the other two had quickly left the room once she appeared.
“What does this mean by ‘Lance is now technically seventy three’? He was the same age as I last saw him!” She exclaimed, eyeing him hard.
“Oh it's really really hard to explain…” he said with a forced smile. “He got sent to another dimension where time worked differently, and was there over forty years before we got him out.”
Her eyes twitched, “My son is not allowed to be older than me.”
He wanted to laugh, but he knew it wasn’t in his best interest to do so. “If you want, I can take you to the lounge. We have basically every form of entertainment to ever exist.”
“Send me back to my son,” she demanded, crossing her arms.
“No can do,” Ominus said from his chair, fingers typing away furiously. “If they send you back with one of the beacons, then you’re banned from returning.”
“That’s not going to work,” she announced, putting her hands on her hips.
Ominus glanced her way, actually looking a bit worried, “Mrs. Greenfield, I’m sorry, but I really can not send you back.”
She began to square up with him, but the teleporter flashed again.
Jero turned to it, a pamphlet already in his hand for their next friend. But the sight before him confused him greatly.
“Ah, so this is the Travelers domain,” a suave man said, his face hidden behind a scarf, only his intense eyes visible between the mask and his tricorn hat. A cloak with a high collar sat on his shoulders, attached in the middle with a chain. His clothes under the cloak resembled those worn by a Victorian era noble.
“Uh, who are you?” Jero asked the man, who just cocked his head at him.
“Get back!” Ominus bellowed as he slid between them, his Travelers blade materializing in his hand, taking the form of a longsword.
“Nathan Traveler, the famous Ominus. I’ve heard a lot about you,” the man said, giving a bow. “There’s no need for the weapon.” He tilted his head back up, a smile clear on his face despite the mask, “It won’t do you any good.”
“Jero, enact the emergency protocol’s I showed you,” Ominus said calmly, taking his weapon in both hands. “I’ll handle this.”
Jero slowly backed up as the two men stared each other down. He quickly waved Dana over, letting her leave first.
“I know you know who I am,” the man said, stepping off the platform.
“Lorenzo Pompeo, the Insane,” Ominus said, then smiled, “And also the Eternal Coward, the Master Escapist.”
This seemed to press the right buttons as Lorenzo’s blade flashed and the two clashed swords.
Jero quickly ran from the room, sprinting down the hallway. The sounds of an epic battle could be heard behind him.
He sprinted down the hall, catching up to Dana.
“Follow me!” he yelled, causing her to chase after him.
“What’s going on?! Who was that?” she asked in a panic as they ran down the hallway.
“I don’t know! I think it’s one of the people aligned with the Watcher!” he yelled back, the sounds of fighting increasing.
They sprinted into the main lounge where everyone else was.
“What the hell is that sound?” Seth asked as he and Zorrow played a game together.
“We’re under attack!” Jero yelled, getting all of their attention. “We need to get to the safe dimension! Now!”
Everyone immediately jumped into action, already knowing what they’re supposed to do. That is, except for the three who’d just arrived.
“Zorrow! Help Cody, Zane, and Lance’s mom!” Jero commanded as he ran to a compartment on the wall and pulled out a strange device. Turning it on, it lifted up and slammed into his chest. This allowed him to have his own personal pocket dimension.
“Come on!” Zorrow yelled as he led the three out of the room. Everyone else was gathering up their things, not wanting to leave it behind.
Suddenly, Ominus and Lorenzo blew through a wall as they traded blows. They seemed evenly matched as far as skill goes, but Lorenzo seemed to be faring better as he somehow redirected all of Ominus’s attacks back at himself.
“GO GO GO!” Jero yelled to everyone around him as the two titans battled each other.
Despite Lorenzo being able to somehow redirect his attacks, Ominus seemed to be holding his own very well. His sword changed over and over again as he attacked, taking on different shapes to try and get around the other man's defense and abilities.
“Jero! This way!” Zane yelled, not following Zorrow like he was supposed to.
“Damn it, Zane! GO!” Jero yelled as he dodged around the two men, heading for the hallway where the others had gone.
Ominus was suddenly thrown past him, flying down the hallway.
“My my! Nathan, you fight harder than I expected!” Lorenzo said from behind Jero.
Jero spun around to see the man strolling towards him, following after Ominus.
“We met again,” he says in a mocking tone. “You look more scared than a few minutes ago.”
Taking a step back, Jero stared back at the man with wide eyes.
Before he could react, Zane shot past him and slammed into the man, trying to knock him down. But it looked like he’d run into a brick wall, as the man didn’t even budge.
“Go, Jero! I’ll handle this fucker!” He yelled as he tried to lift the man up.
“You idiot!” Jero screamed as he heard Ominus sprinting back towards them.
Lorenzo just smiled at Jero. “Ooo, good chance for some character development for you.” He reached down and grabbed Zane by the back of the neck, he threw him up into the ceiling, where he slammed into the hard metal and began to fall back to the ground.
Before he hit the ground, a portal of some kind seemed to open within him, sending blood spraying in all directions. A stream of hot blood splashed across Jero’s shocked face as he watched his friend be shredded form the inside out.
A hand grabbed his shirt and flung him backwards, sending him flying down the hallway as Ominus reengaged the heinous man.
Jero began to breathe heavily, but the yells from his friends further down the hall got his attention, breaking his shock for now. He scrambled to his feet and ran as fast as he could away from the battle.
When he entered the room, he saw his friends arguing as they tried to remember the code to enter the safe dimension.
“Get out of the way!” Jero snapped as he pushed through them and punched in the correct code. The door whooshed open. “Get in, now!”
“Are you okay?!” Dana asked in a panic as she grabbed a cloth and went to wipe his face.
He stopped her hand, shaking his head, “I’m fine. Everyone in, NOW!”
They all looked at him in shock, not used to him being this forceful and loud. But they listened as they all quickly filed into the safe dimension.
He began to close the door, but Cody put a hand out to stop the door. “Get in, man! What are you doing?!”
Jero only shook his head, “I have a few other responsibilities. I’ll come back soon to join you all.”
“What?! No, get in!” Cody demanded as he reached out to pull him in. But to his surprise, Jero punched him square in the face, causing him to fall back into the other dimension.
“I’m sorry,” he said as he pushed a button and the door slammed shut, locking them away safely in another dimension.
With a shaky sigh, he turned and ran out of the room, heading for the command center.
Upon entering, he saw nothing but destruction as the previous fighting had been more intense than he could have imagined. To his dismay, he saw the main devices and teleporter was smashed to pieces.
The world seemed to shake as the battle between the two seemed to increase in intensity.
Moving on to his next task, he ran down the hall to Ominus’s room. He ran in and began to go through his personal effects. It didn’t take him long to find the few items he was told to grab if something like this happened.
A Dimensional Key, which would allow them to travel between dimensions, if they knew how to use it. Two devices used for cross dimensional communications. And finally, one of Ominus’s personal pocket dimensions filled with random items.
Jero tossed those items into his own pocket dimension, and moved on to the next task.
He sprinted down the hall to a special room covered in runes and strange symbols. Being careful not to step on any of it, he jumped through the room and landed in the middle of the main circle. Taking the special chalk, he added a few specific symbols to the mess, causing the whole room to light up as a golden glow covered the chalk lines around him.
Carefully leaving the room, he ran towards his final task.
The next room he entered had a large platform like device in the middle. He ran up to a panel and opened it, taking out a note left for him by Ominus, instructions written on it.
Reading the list of instructions, he began to type away at the console. After a moment, the platform lit up and a hologram head appeared before him.
“Yes, Nathan?” the head said, before glaring at him. “You’re not the traveler.”
“Eh, no, I’m not,” Jero said as he read more of the instructions. “I’m a friend. Ominus is currently fighting someone who’s with the Watcher. I’m supposed to tell you that Ominus is calling in his favor.”
The head frowned at him, but sighed deeply. “What does he require?”
Reading the note, he says, “Send your son to the Eternal Plains with a packet of XND-09-PLO, and give it to a pony named Greg.”
“Is he crazy?” the head asked, eyes wide. “Those drugs will kill anyone outside of the UAD! They’re too powerful!”
“I’m just reading the note,” Jero admitted, waving the note up at the head.
The head sighed again, “Tell Nathan I will do this. But this is the end, his favor with me is used up.”
“Thank you,” Jero replied, bowing awkwardly.
“Hmm,” the head disappeared.
Letting out the breath he’d been holding, he spun around and ran back down the hall. That was the last task, now to get into the safe dimension.
But as he neared the door, he saw Ominus moving his way, looking worse for wear. “Go back, now!” he yelled, waving Jero back.
“Did you win?” Jero asked, but got a grim look back.
“No, I just bought us some time, he’ll break out of my hex cage here soon,” Ominus said as he led them to a locked room.
“Aren’t I supposed to go into the safe dimension?” Jero asked, not sure what they were doing now.
Ominus placed his hand on the door, causing it to open. “Change in plans, I need you to get down to the Eternal Plains and warn the others.”
“Why warn them?” he asked, looking unease. “Aren’t you going to be able to beat this guy?”
“I don’t know,” Ominus admitted. “Did you get the message to my friend?”
Nodding his head yes, he looked back down the hallway.
“Good, then as long as my theory about Greg is correct, then this’ll all be worth it.”
“What do you mean?” Jero asked, raising an eyebrow as Ominus stepped up to what looked to be another teleporter.
“Honestly, it's hard to explain. But I believe Greg is the key too…” a tiny portal seemed to materialize before him as a blade flew out of it, stabbing right through Ominus’s gut.
Jero’s eyes went wide as he spun around to see the man, clothes ripped to hell, standing in the doorway. His mask was gone, revealing a crazed smile with bone white teeth.
“Lost your focus there, Nathan,” Lorenzo mocked, reaching into a portal next to himself and ripping the sword from Ominus’s gut. “Honestly, I think you are the only one who ever stood a chance against me. You just didn’t commit.”
“Jero, get up there,” Ominus coughed as he stepped around Jero, holding his stomach.
Not wasting any time, Jero hopped up onto the platform and began to mess with the console. He wasn’t an expert, but he’d been taught how to use the teleporter to at least ping Lance and the others.
“You know, Lorenzo,” Ominus said as the two squared up yet again. “You have one hell of a major flaw. You talk too much.”
They clashed again, blades sending bright flashes all around the room as they connected.
A portal opened in front of Jero, and Ominus’s sword almost removed his head. Luckily, Ominus had noticed his attack had been deflected towards Jero and stopped his momentum, saving him. But by doing so, he left himself wide open.
As Jero hit the final button, sending the teleport request to Lance, he heard a dreadful sound. Followed by Ominus gasping loudly.
Reluctantly, he spun around, seeing Lorenzo standing over a kneeling Ominus.
“Good fight, Traveler,” Lorenzo said with a touch of respect as he lowered himself, blade raising behind him.
“Ominus!” Jero screamed.
Ominus slowly turned his upper body to face Jero, his left hand holding his midsection. He smiled up at Jero and raised a hand, giving him a thumbs up. “It’s going to be okay, Jeronimo.”
Jero heard the teleporter ding as he began to get teleported away. As he began to fade away, he saw the blade of Lorenzo flash through Ominus.
“SEAN!” Jero screamed as he was swept away.
I will say this; this chapter was not written lightly. I do not like killing other people's characters, especially without their knowledge. But I can not let my vision for this story suffer as a result.
What I will say though, the finale is already written and in the works. It'll be a special treat when we get there. So hang in there, guys.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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Chapter 22
“What did he just say?” Greg asked in a panic as he came galloping out of the tent, Pinkie rushing after him.
“Come on, Jero,” Lance said as he lifted him up. “Wake up!”
Jero just groaned, but did not fully wake up. Then, a glow started to emanate from his body. It started out dull, but slowly ramped up till it was hard to look at him. His body then raised into the air, the golden glow casting light all around himself as he began to raise higher and higher.
“What the fuck?!” Grace asked in shock as the group watched him raise, the golden light only growing brighter and brighter.
He then flared all his appendages wide as he became as bright as the sun for a moment. Then, all the light seemed to suck right back into his body, and he slowly lowered to the ground.
Everyone looked on in shock as he lay there in his human form, they were even more shocked when a weapon similar to Omnius’s appeared in his right hand.
“Okay,” Greg began, breaking the silence as the crowd around them stared at the odd scene. “I’m high as fuck, but that really just happened, right?”
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Jero sat up, groaning loudly as he rubbed his head. It took a moment, the scenes from before came rushing back, causing him to start to hyperventilate.
“Whoa, calm down!” Calypso said as she held him down with a hoof. “Everything is okay, you’re safe.”
“But we’re not safe!” He yelled, getting the attention of the others as they all ran over.
It was then he noticed he was sitting on a bench inside a large pavilion.
“Jero, what happened? You mentioned Omnius and Lorenzo!” Lance asked as he ran to his side.
“Fuck that! Why do you have Omnius’s sword?!” Grace asked, looking at the weapon still in his hand.
Jero raised it, eyes wide. “Oh boy… that’s what he meant when he said the ritual was important.”
“Man, you need to explain what happened,” Lance pushed, looking annoyed.
With a sigh, he turned to face his friends. “The Watcher found us first, and sent Lorenzo. Omnius fought him while I got our friends and family to a safe place. But Omnius gave his life to get me out of there.”
“But Omnius can’t die, that’s his whole thing!” Lance yelled, looking more upset than Jero had ever seen him before. “Omnius has said a million times that nothing can kill him!”
Then Lance’s face twisted into a look of horror as Eclipse informed him of something.
“Except,” Lance began, shoulders slumping. “Being killed by an Ego weapon is not the same as dying any other way. It takes your soul and twists it, repurposing it to use you as a way to increase its own powers.”
“What are we going to do now?” Greg asked with a frown. “Omnius was going to be our Ace. We can’t do this without him!”
“We’ll make due,” Lance said in a calm, cold voice. “Now tell me, Jero, what was with the golden lights that lifted you into the air?”
Jero blinked at him, looking just as confused as they were. “I’m not really sure. Omnius had given me a list of responsibilities if the Watcher found us. One of them was completing a ritual. He made it very clear that only I could be the one to do the ritual, but he never told me what it’d do. Just that I was his chosen one.”
“Wait wait wait,” Greg said, taking a hit of his blunt, seeming to inhale the entire thing in one large intake. He let the smoke explode out of his mouth and nose as he spoke, “Did he make you do the Gods of Good’s Traveler’s transfer ritual?!”
“The what?!” Jero and the others all asked at once, causing Greg to look a bit taken back.
“Oh, I got high with him a few nights before coming here. He told me that he has a failsafe that if he ever dies, his powers would be transferred to the next worthy person. I’m guessing he thought Jero was fitting for that.” He then crossed his hooves, “Not like I wanted to be a cool Traveler dude.”
“Damn it, Omnius,” Lance said, facehoofing. “You’ve fucked us here.”
Vinetion just shook her head.
“Jero is the Traveler now?” Grace asked, raising an eyebrow. “Not to be a bitch, but Jero you’re the worst choice for the Traveler. Someone like me, Lance, or Vinetion would of been a better choice.”
“Yeah, I know,” Jero said, lowering his head.
“Hey! Shut up, mean ass!” Pinkie Pie yelled as she jumped up on the table next to Jero, staring down everyone else. “Omnius was super smart! And the nicest, bestest, greatest guy we all ever knew! If he thinks Jero was the right choice, then he IS the right choice!”
Greg jumped up on the other side of Jero, glaring down at his friends, “You three have always been very full of yourselves! Big fucking assholes! Just because Jero doesn’t have powers, or is okay killing others, doesn’t mean he’s the wrong choice! This fucker is a better person than all three of you combined! Hell, I think he’s the only truly good member of our little family!”
“Exactly!” Pinkie yelled. “You all should be ashamed of yourselves with how you’ve acted!”
The three in question stared back, looking unsure of how to react to the sudden outburst.
“I think we all just need to take a step back,” Lance said slowly. “Jero, I’m sorry. I’m sure Omnius knew what he was doing.”
“I guess since he was so smart,” Grace mumbled, rolling her eyes.
“Honestly, I’m sorry,” Vinetion said, bowing her head. “You two are right. Jero, you are the perfect choice for the Traveler role.”
“Ugh,” Grace said, seeming unhappy with everything.
“Thank you, guys,” Jero said, looking between Greg and Pinkie.
“No problem, bro!” Greg said, turning to him and smiling, “Now show us some of those bad ass Traveler powers!”
Jero stared back, then smiled sheepishly. “Eh… I actually have no idea how to do… anything! I didn't get a manual.”
“Swap forms?” He asked, but got a shake of Jero’s head as a response. “Well shit… now what?”
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“The main thing to remember,” Reinhardt began as the guards entered the cell block, grabbing those who were fighting. “In the early rounds, it's okay to take it easy. No need to go all out at the start.
“You three,” a guard said, pointing at myself, Reinhardt, and Remi, “Come this way.”
Without a word of protest, the three of us followed the guard as we and others were led towards the arena.
“They will call out the contestant names for each bout. This will take a long time, so just sit back and enjoy the show,” Reinhardt said as she leaned down to me as we walked.
We were led into the cages surrounding the arena, the crowd outside the gates already being hyped up by the announcer.
On the wall of the cage was a large image of the tournament brackets. It didn’t take long for me to find myself and the others among the many names. It looked like I was in the mid brackets, so it could be a bit before I’m out there for my bout.
I’d be facing someone named ‘Gimpy’.
“Oh, you’re up against the freak? Have fun,” Reinhardt chuckled, followed by Remi shaking her head, writing ‘Gimpy is weird’.
“Good to know,” I say, flexing my wings as I began to stretch.
They began to call out others for their matches one after the other. Most bouts seemed to last only a few seconds, as the match ups were a bit unfair.
Then Reinhardt’s came up. She slammed her fist together, smirking as she stepped out to a roaring crowd and a flattering introduction by the announcer. She was a clear favorite of both the crowd and announcer.
Her opponent seemed strong, butt as he ran for a weapon on the wall, she simple dashed for him and began to go berserk on the poor guy. It didn’t take her long to beat him into submission, the crowd screaming her name as she stood above him, hands up as she took in the praise.
As she walked back into the standby cages, she gave me a smirk. “Beat that, Scamp. Bare hands.”
I just laughed as she wiped some of the blood off her gauntlets on a large creature near her, getting an angry grunt from it.
A few more bouts took place before my name was finally called.
“Go turn Gimpy into Limpy,” Reinhart jokes, slugging my shoulder as I walk by.
“Next up is the little horse from the mystical forest! You love her, you hate her, Stumpy!”
I frown a bit as I walk to the middle of the arena, the crowd a mixture of cheers and boos.
“Her opponent is the fiendish, crude beast! You saw him dominate Blaze last week, will he do the same today?! It’s Gimpy the manticore!”
From a different gate stepped out a strange creature in a gimp suit, black leather covering his body and tails. He unzipped the zipper over his mouth, a wide toothy smile gleamed across the arena at me.
Ah, gimpy like gimp… I thought it meant he had a limp or something.
“I’m going to break you,” he called to me, smiling as he began to advance.
I can take him.
I flip around and fly towards the wall, the gimp not far behind me. He roared in excitement.
My eyes scanned the wall, looking for a weapon I could use. But not a single one on this stretch of the wall was usable by me. All either too big or oddly shaped.
Ah shit.
Spinning around, I dodged to the left just as the manticore’s tails shot for me. I weaved in and out of the sharp tails, much to his frustration.
“Stand still!” he yelled, his bladed tail getting a little too close for comfort a few times.
“Look at those skills! But how long can she keep it up!?” the announcer yelled in excitement.
The blade tipped tail suddenly whipped to the side and came from my left.
Barely turning my head fast enough, I block the attack with my prosthetic leg, the blade penetrating through it with ease. Luckily, it was enough to stop the attack, but now I was stuck on his tail.
“Perfect!” he yelled as he yanked his tail straight up, carrying me with it. With a whoosh, he swung me through the air and slammed me into the ground. Not giving me time to recover, he began to thrash me around, hitting both the ground and the weapon covered wall.
I grunted loudly as I hit the hard surfaces, trying as hard as I could to try and get my leg unstuck from his bladed tail.
“Stop fighting and go limp!” he roared, throwing me around more roughly and frantically.
Finally, with a groan of metal on metal, I came free of the blade and was sent flying away. Using my wings, I was able to save myself from hitting the ground again.
Sliding to a stop, sending dirt flying everywhere, I flare my wings. Gimpy was sprinting towards me, eyes ablaze with anger.
Glancing to the wall, I eye a certain item, a smirk appearing on my face.
“Just roll over for me!” he yelled as he neared me, his tails stretching out behind him as he prepared to attack.
Using my wing to snatch the item from the wall, he reached me. I didn’t run or move as he slammed into me, sending me to my back.
He slammed down over me, eyes crazy. “Gotcha now!”
“You got me,” I deadpan as I twist, slamming the item in my wings grip into his chest. He blinked as he looked down to see the knife sticking out of his barreled chest, then started to laugh loudly.
“That was your plan?! That blade wasn’t large enough to reach my heart!” he laughed, his bladed tails slowly coming over his back, coming towards me.
“I know,” I responded as I pressed a button on the knife. A loud hiss was heard as he straightened up, a weird look on his face.
“What the…” he stumbled back, starting to become pale.
“Injection knife,” I say as I slowly stand up, dusting myself off. “Bet that pocket of air inside you feels amazing.”
He coughed as he ripped the knife from his chest, then went down to his knees.
Not taking a chance, I grabbed another bladed weapon from the wall in my mouth and jumped onto Gimpy. With a hard twist of my neck, I slammed the blade into his eye. He roared in pain as I jumped back, slamming a back hoof into the hilt to send it deeper into his head.
As I landed, he slammed into the ground, twitching.
“Unbelievable!” the announcer screamed. “Stumpy has defeated Gimpy! She advances!”
I walked back to the standby cage, confidence in my step as the crowd cheered. I didn’t enjoy this, but apparences were everything in this place apparently.
“I thought he had you for a second there,” Reinhardt chuckled as I stepped in with her and Remi.
“Oh, he was tough. But the right weapon for the job just happened to be there,” I say as I examine the damage on my prosthetic. Doc is going to love that. “But I could have taken him regardless, I just wouldn’t have come out unhurt.”
Remi suddenly hugged me, lifting me high into the air. She held her chalkboard up with her tail. ‘You scared me!’
“Eh, sorry about that,” I say as she twirls us around and sets me back down on the ground.
She then saluted me as her name was called. Like a ferret, she slithered out the door to the roars of many.
“That Nuble sure is attached to you,” Reinhardt commented, watching Remi dance around the arena as the announcer spoke about her.
“I don’t get it, honestly,” I say, shrugging. I then smirk at her, “I could honestly say the same about you. Miss Orc.”
Reinhardt just rolls her eyes, “You defeated me, then saved me. Not to mention how you handled yourself in the preliminaries.”
I just shrugged at this, as it at least made sense.
Remi sprinted back to us, covered in fresh gore. She had a wide smile on her face as she raised her chalkboard. ‘I won.’.
Reinhardt and I just laughed at the sight.
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“I seriously needed this,” I say aloud as I sit down and begin to stuff food into my mouth. The others watched me messily devour the pile of food.
“I’m still shocked at how she eats food,” Drake said, eating his food with much more grace than me.
“It’s bold!” Reinhardt said loudly as she slammed down next to me, a plate of meat before her. She begins to audibly eat her food, making just as much noise as me.
The two of us slammed hoof to fist as we ate.
“I heard you killed Gimpy,” Moxxi said with a wide smile. At my nod, she snorted and laughed. “Good! That guy was a creep!”
“Should have seen her in the act, got him thinking he won, then murdered his ass,” Reinhardt chuckled, slapping me on the back.
“Mhm,” I grunted, food in my mouth.
We all ate in silence for a few moments before Reinhardt broke the silence, “I gotta know.” She looked at Beans, “You’re a large bug, got a lover?”
Beans looked at her and cocked his head, making clicking sounds, “That’s a personal question.”
“Yes it is!” she laughed.
“Come on, Beanie, I’ve wondered the same thing,” Moxxi said as she slapped his side.
“Once,” he said simply. “But our species only mates once, then the female kills the male.”
“That’s my kinda relationship,” Reinhardt said as she took a bloody bite of meat.
“So, you two chose true love and never banged?” Moxxi asked.
He chuckled lightly, “No, we made love. But I defended myself on instinct. I’m not a very good Mantis.”
“This is why I like you, Beans,” Moxxi laughed loudly. “Never change.”
“What of you, Mox?” he asked in turn, getting a smirk in return.
“You ever seen goblin men? Once you experience other races, they lose all their appeal,” she twirled her fork as she grinned back at everyone. “But to answer your question; Yes, I had a lover. But they died, as lovers tend to do.”
“Drake?” Beans asked, everyone looking at him.
“Me?” He asked, placing a hand to his heart. “Not a single soul has been able to tame this dark heart. I have searched the Plains, but not a one has been worthy. I have…”
“Long story short, no,” Moxxi finished for him, getting a pout from him.
He crossed his arms, looking away defiantly, “I had a monologue for that.”
Moxxi waved him off, “No one cares to hear it.” Then she looked at Doc. “You?”
He sighed and smiled, “I do. A wife and kids. Four kids.”
“Oh you’re a family man,” Reinhardt observed. “I didn’t expect that to be honest.”
“I haven’t seen them for a long time. She took them and left me back before I became a healer,” he replied, picking at his food.
“Oh, you were a family man,” she said bluntly, getting a frown from the others. She just shrugged.
“Okay, Miss Badass, what of you?” Moxxi asked, leaning on the table.
“Nope, no time for relationships. They get in the way of killing, clouds the mind,” she replied simply as she continued to eat.
Remi, without being asked, held up her chalkboard for everyone. ‘Nuble males are gross. All people are bad. No relationship for me.’
“You got that right, sister!” Moxxi laughed, nodding in agreement.
“Scamp?” Beans asked, all eyes falling on me. I stopped eating, looking up as food fell off of my face.
Swallowing the food in my mouth, I shrug. “I kinda did have someone I could of called a lover, but he’s dead now. He was my team leader, so it made it hard for the two of us to do anything other than keep it professional.” I stare at my food for a moment, thinking of the past. “Sometimes I wish we’d just said screw it and got together.”
“So, we all are either single, or have dead lovers,” Moxxi said, chuckling. “Yeah, we’re a happy group alright.”
Slowly, I begin to eat again, my mind replaying memories.
I wish Ayla was here right now, it’d be nice to talk with her about some of this.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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Chapter 23
With a groan, I stepped back into the standby area, my opponent knocked out in the middle of the arena. They hadn’t been as bad as Gimpy, but they sure put up a hell of a fight.
“That’s your second win,” Reinhardt said as she slapped me on the back.
“How many more of these damn rounds?” I asked, annoyance clear in my voice as I looked to the brackets.
“One more tonight, then the last three are tomorrow,” She then smirked. “Looks like it’ll be me and you fighting each other tomorrow morning. Then the winner fights Remi if she wins her bout. Now that’s going to be interesting.”
I just smile back at her. When we fought, I wouldn’t be holding back, of course. Neither will she. But at least I won’t have to worry about us killing each other. Going to be a good ol’ beat down. Same for fighting Remi. No weapons, just fist vs hooves.
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“Your opponent after dinner looks like it's going to be Mallogory. She’s actually a threat,” Reinhardt warned as we sat by the junk pile. “She recently got her personal abilities unlocked by gaining favor, so she’s blowing through opponents.”
“What’s her abilities?” I asked as I watched Doc fix my prosthetic, again.
She frowned, “That’s the problem, I’m not sure. Everyone who fights her gets knocked out the moment they get within melee range. So I don’t know if it's magic or something else. She’s one of the few to actually beat me. I couldn’t even tell what she did to me, I just woke up back in my cell, sore as hell.”
“Well,” I said with my own frown, “Anyone can be beaten. I’m sure I’ll figure something out come time.”
Reinhardt smiled at that, “That’s why I like you, Scamp. Always looking for a way to win.”
I just shrug in return, going over a few possibilities in my head.
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Standing at the gate that led out into the arena, I watched as Reinhardt beat the literal shit out of her opponent. The poor creature barely stood a chance as she used her fist to wail on him.
Once she won, she slowly strode back to the standby area, waving her hands to the crowd.
“Fuck I love and hate this place,” she announced as she entered the cage.
“Yeah, well I just want to get out of here,” I replied, waiting for my name to be called.
“Remember, everyone gets knocked out as soon as they get close to her,” Reinhardt reminded me.
“I got this,” I said confidently.
Remi gave me a thumbs up and hugged me for good luck.
I don’t know what she can do, but I always figure something out.
At the sound of my name, I stepped out, the crowd now fully cheering for me after the last two bouts.
“Here comes Stumpy! The flying horse with an attitude! You saw her demolish her last two opponents, but how will she fare against…. MALLOGORY!”
The crowd exploded even louder than before as a strange creature stepped out and approached the center of the arena where I stood.
I wasn’t sure what I was expecting, but she was about on par. She seemed to be some kind of reptile with black skin that looked like scaled armor. Her face looked strange, like a white mask sat upon her face. The blue cloak that covered her upper body and lower face flowed behind her, like two tails. Her tail looked dangerous, thick and heavy. It could definitely do some damage.
But I couldn’t see anything special about her, so her ability must not be physical based. Her right hand was covered in wrappings, so maybe that has something to do with it.
“I’m sorry,” she said, looking a bit bored and annoyed.
“Yeah, me too. You shouldn’t have to face me,” I say back, smirking the best I can. Gotta show confidence here.
She rolled her eyes as she stood there, not moving. “Come on, let’s get this over with.”
I eyed her wearily, not liking this one bit. I opened my wings prematurely, just in case.
Advancing slowly, I kept my eyes on hers, watching for something to happen. I focused my entire being on her, time seeming to slow down as I approached. Every twitch of her body caused my eyes to snap to it, watching for her instant knockout ability. Unsure of what even to watch for.
As I got close enough to strike, I saw it. She flickered, ever so slightly, then her fist was in my face.
Thankfully, my reflexes kicked in and I flew backwards, my wings propelling me away from the almost instantaneous attack.
Landing a few feet away, we both stared at each other in shock. She was shocked I dodged, and I was shocked at what she just did.
“Did you just stop time for a split second there?!” I asked, dumbfounded.
“How did you dodge that?!” She asked, just as dumbfounded as me.
Not too long ago, I could also stop time, so I know the concept. But what she did doesn’t feel like freezing time. Similar, but definitely not the same thing.
We stared at each other, now looking at the other in a more serious light.
Then a smile broke on her face as she pulled down the cloak. “Well, this’ll be fun!”
I couldn’t help but smile back as we sprinted towards each other.
Her body flickered again, but now that I knew what she was capable of, I dodged to the left just as her fist flew past my cheek. The look of surprise on her face was replaced with a breathless expression as I slammed a hoof right into her gut.
Spinning with my forward momentum, I spun to face her as she slowly doubled over, the wind knocked out of her. But as I started to go for another attack, she flickered, her leg shooting straight up, catching my chin in the process. I was sent into a forced back flip as I barely caught myself and landed on all fours, my chin in horrible pain.
She came at me again, flickering. But to her surprise, as she went for another punch to my head, I ducked it. I dropped to the ground, twisting my body awkwardly, and bucked her square in the face.
The hit sent her straight to the ground, where she slowly began to get back up, groaning.
“That ability is amazing,” I say, working my jaw. “But you don’t have any fighting training, do you? Just kinda used to people getting caught off guard by your little trick?”
“No need to know how to fight when your first hit always wins the fight,” she replies, now fully standing before me. “You’re skilled though.”
“Thank you,” I say, grinning at her. She returned my grin, but then we both got serious again.
I have a tournament to win.
She sprang towards me, not flickering this time. Using my wings, I shoot to the side, then spring for her side. With a flicker, she was suddenly facing me, her leg flying up again towards my head. But this time, I saw it coming as I simply rolled to the right and flew past her, sweeping her legs out from under her.
As she fell to the ground, I flipped my body and used my wings and legs to propel back towards her. I twisted midair as I reached her and flew under her, using the ground as a brace. I kicked up with my back legs as hard as I could. This sent her flying straight up into the sky.
With a loud whoosh, I shot after her, quickly overtaking her and preparing to kick her again, this time back to the ground.
Using my wings to spin myself, I prepared to deliver a heavy kick to the approaching reptile lady. But just as I kicked out, she flickered. My eyes went wide as she was no longer in front of me.
A hard hit to the side of my head revealed her location as I recoiled hard, keeping myself airborne. But she landed on top of me, grabbing my ponytail in her hands and pushing me downward hard, sending us flying towards the ground.
I twisted as we reached the ground, slamming her into it first. We both skidded away from each other as we quickly recovered, getting back to our feet.
We were both breathing heavily, but we also both looked excited.
I honestly haven’t had a fight like this since I fought Bronwyn! I’m loving it!
“You are great,” she chuckled, adjusting her cloak and clothes.
“So are you,” I reply, fixing my ponytail with my wings.
“You’re making me work for this one,” she said as she began to walk back towards me.
I laugh as I walk casually towards her.
“But,” she says, looking conflicted, “I need to win this. I’m not going to remain a slave in this place.”
“I get the feeling,” I say back, watching her carefully.
“So I’m sorry for this,” she says as she seems to shift into a very focused looking state.
This can’t be good.
As we neared each other, I watched for her to flicker. And when she did, I dodged left, only to be punched square in the face. Hard.
Before I could recover, she began to flicker rapidly. Each flicker was accompanied by a hit to my face or chest. There was nothing I could do as I was hit again and again, every move I made was instantly countered.
That’s when I realized I was now on the ground, eyes blurry and unfocused.
“Again, I’m sorry,” she said from above me as I struggled to stand. But her next flicker was her last as her foot made contact with my head, causing me to feel like I was falling into a deep, dark pit. The darkness slowly overtaking me as the cheers of the crowd faded into the distance.
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Everything hurt as I felt myself coming too. I still couldn’t see for some reason, but it didn’t take long for me to realize I had a bag over my head.
Wonderful.
“Ah, awake finally,” a high pitched male voice said from nearby. The bag was then ripped off my head, revealing I was in a rather large, fancy room.
An overweight ogre looking man stood above me, smiling impossibly widely.
Trying to move revealed I was chained up, legs bound to each other.
“What the fuck is this?!” I snapped, not hiding my displeasure.
The large ogre laughed as it adjusted its fancy suit. “I bought you after you lost your last fight last night.”
At my confused look, he smirked, “You heard me. You are now the property of Sir Reeve of Hympth.”
“I’m no ones property,” I said flatly, looking him up and down.
He just reached down and patted my head, “Shhh, quiet my little future wife.”
I frowned, eyes narrowing, “Yeah, that’s not going to happen.”
Sir Reeve got an evil look on his face as he began to reach for me. But at the sight of my dark indigo bladed teeth caused his eyes to widen.
He realized something right then. We were apparently no longer in the Dome of the Dead, and that meant I was no longer being restricted.
Flexing, my Ego blades extended and easily cut through my restraints. I stood up fully, flaring my wings as I stared up at the ugly Sir Reeve’s. Blades extending out of my three hooves and wings.
“Oh… I thought we were still within range of the Dome…” he said, sweat pouring down his fat face and coating his clothes. “If you… would kindly put those away, we can start over.”
With a flick, I cut a shallow gash across his belly, causing him to scream in horror as he threw himself away from me.
“Guards!” he screamed, causing four large ogre’s to rush into the room and run at me.
I rolled my eyes as I attached my Ego to each of them and spun through them, basically blending them all together as I passed through them.
Landing behind them, I turned to face Sir Reeve’s, giving him a sly smile.
“So, you wanted me to be your wife?”
He wailed as he pushed himself away from me as I advanced on him.
“Wait wait wait!” he yelled in a panic. “If you stop, I’ll do anything you want!” When I didn’t stop walking towards him, he got more desperate. “I’m rich! I have Ego and Ore’s! They’re all yours if you just stop!”
I stopped advancing on him, thinking to myself. “How long have I been out?”
“A full day! The tournament is over if that’s what you’re asking!” he screamed, not calming down.
“Who won?”
“That Mallogory chick!” he all but cried out.
I held up a hoof, pointing the claws at him. “Stop fucking screaming and crying!”
He slowly stopped, his face a mess.
“Good,” I said, glaring at him. “What happened to her?”
“She lost of course!” he replied, but at my continued glare, he adds, “They fought for like four hours! He beat her and ate part of her tail. THen threw her back into the general populace! Made a huge speech about her possibly being worthy of joining his crew one day!”
Opening my mouth, he saw my bladed teeth, causing him to wet himself.
Ayla appeared over him, looking extremely pissed as she pointed to him, “Kill him! He’s a creep and a perv! KILL HIM!”
“Soon,” I say to her, causing him to look at me confused. “I have a task for you, then I’ll let you go.”
Ayla looked upset, but upon reading my mind, she relaxed, looking pleased.
“What kind of task? Because I’ll do anything if you just let me go,” he says, seeming to calm down to his normal self. Seems thinking he was going to live was all it took.
“We’re going to use those riches you talked about and buy a few more people from the Dome. Then you’re free to go.”
His eyes widened, “What?! That’s not cheap!”
“Fine,” I say simply as I take a step towards him.
“But!” He yells in a panic, “Not to expensive for me!”
“Thataboy,” I say, keeping my blades out. “We’re going to head back, buy a few people, then free to go. Deal?”
“Deal!” he readily said.
“And if you say a word to anyone about what is happening, I’ll kill you. No matter where we are or who’s watching, I’ll kill you first and worry about everything else afterwards.”
He didn’t seem pleased with this, but he nods his head. “Of course.”
“Then let’s go,” I say, waving for him to get off the ground. “And bring your wallet.”
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I glared into his back as we walked along, angry at the situation. He still called for help to every guard he saw on his ship, and I ended up having to kill every single servant and guard he had brought with him.
He was going to be a problem, but I think threatening him with full dismemberment, including his manhood, was enough to get him to play ball going forward. If not, oh well.
“Just…” he said over his shoulder in a shaky voice, “Let me do all the talking. I’m well known here.”
“Yes, but one word out of your mouth that I don’t like, or one strange look from anyone, and I’m going to enjoy blending you up.”
I adjusted the pendant attached to my neck, ready for anything now. Apparently this pendant is given to VIP’s only, and allows them to use their Ego and abilities unhindered.
This was a game changer for this forsaken place.
As we approached the massive VIP entrance, Sir Reeve held up his pass.
“Back already?” One of the guards asked, laughing as he saw me. “And brought your new pet?”
“Eh.. I did indeed,” Sir Reeve replied, trying not to look my way. “I actually was planning to buy a few more.”
“You nasty dog!” the guard laughed as he waved us through. As I passed, he winked. I resisted the urge to say anything to him.
Sir Reeve led us through the mostly vacant halls, following signs that pointed towards an Administration of some kind.
As we entered a fairly large room, we were greeted with a bunch of busy looking creatures running around. They seemed to be taking bets and moving currency around.
“Sir Reeve!” A man said as he walked up and bowed to him. “I thought you were done for the month?”
“I’ve come for a few more… pets,” he said the last part carefully, eyes flickering to me.
“Oh? Got any in mind?” the man asked with a sly smile, looking at me with a look that I did not like.
“I have a list this time around. A few caught my fancy,” he said as he held out a list of names I’d given him.
The man looked the list over, raising an eyebrow. “There are males on this list, I thought you weren’t into that?”
Sir Reeve’s eye twitched as he frowned. “They’re for my daughter.”
“Oh, bringing the kids into the fun?” he asked, winking creepily. “I’ll get the prices for you.”
As he stepped away, Sir Reeve shook in anger. He definitely was not happy with the current situation.
“Buck up,” I say, trying to get him to not act rashly. “I’ll think about giving you a little special reward if you play nice here.”
“What does that mean?” he asked dumbly, but at my wink, he smiled slyly. “Dirty girl. Am I starting to appeal to you?”
Trying not to kill him right there, I just shrug. This has the effect I wanted as he no longer looked like he was going to do something stupid.
“Two of those names are very expensive, Sir Reeve’s. Both three times more expensive than she was,” the man said as he returned.
“Make it happen,” Sir Reeve replied, seeming to be excited now. Gross.
“Yes sir,” he said with a bow and gestured for the door. “You know where to pick them up after payment has been made.”
Sir Reeve led us out the door and down the hall. He stopped at an office of some kind, using a console to make the payment. Once that was done, we resumed the walk down the hallway.
We arrived in a large room with a few massive doors at one end.
“This is where we wait for your friends,” he said, his eyes running over my body.
I again resisted the urge to kill him. For now.
Luckily, we only had to wait half an hour before the guards entered the room with my friends all limp and laying on carts.
“Ah, perfect,” Sir Reeve said as he waved them on. “You know the drill. Take them to my ship.”
As we walked, I looked back at my friends. They all stared at me dumbfounded, but the paralyzing beam they’d been hit with kept them from speaking.
After leaving the Dome, we walked across a walkway back to Sir Reeve’s large airship. The guards took their cargo up onto the ship and dumped them all in the bay.
The lead one returned to Sir Reeve and handed him a little device. “Enjoy, Sir.”
“Thank you!” Sir Reeve said happily, glancing my way. “Come along, I want that little reward first before finishing our deal.”
I roll my eyes as we walk onto the ship and into the bay. He closed the door behind us, leaving just us and my paralyzed friends.
“Let’s do this, right here,” he says eagerly as he begins to undo his buckle, trying to get his pants down.
“Gladly,” I say as I walk up and jump up in front of him. He stared at me in confusion at first, but that confusion turned to horror as my blades shot out.
“Wait, you promised!” he screamed, but I didn’t answer him as I spun forward, turning into a drill as I flew through him. A large hole sat in his chest as he collapsed forward.
Shaking my head, I reached down and picked up the little device he’d been given. Pressing the button caused a little shimmer to wash over my friends.
They all slowly sat up, looking around.
“Scamp, what the hell?” Moxxi asked, then smiled happily. “You are my new favorite person!”
“You saved us? You could have just escaped without risking yourself,” Beans said, clicking as he looked at me.
I wave them off. “I couldn’t leave you, assholes. You’ve grown on me.”
“Okay, but why the hell is she here?” Reinhardt asked, pointing to the lizard woman as she stood up.
Mallogory stood up as well, looking just as confused. “Yes, why am I?”
“After that fight you gave me, I couldn’t leave you there for Leem,” I said as I looked at her tail, now missing some of its length. “Besides, you fought Leem and lived, just like me and Reinhardt.”
She looked at her tail, then my leg. At my nod, she looked grim, “Leem is not normal. He just let me wear myself out, then humiliated me in front of the crowd.”
“That’s his whole thing,” Reinhardt said as she sighed.
Remi slowly walked up to me, tears in her eyes as she held up her chalkboard. ‘Thank you, Scamp. Me part of crew now.’
“I don’t have a crew,” I replied to her, then smiled up at her.
“Uh, yes you do,” Moxxi said as she waved her hand over everyone around her.
“After what you just did, I’ll follow you anywhere,” Doc said, a thankful smile on his face.
I blinked as I watched them all turn to me, smiling just as wide as Doc.
“Your mission is now my mission, Scamp,” Beans said as he clicked rapidly.
“Already bound to you,” Reinhardt said, giving me a thumbs up.
“I guess I’ll stick around for a while,” Drake said, pushing his hair back and giving me his charming smile.
Mallogory crossed her arms, “I’m not going to be in your crew like they are.” But then she smiles a bit, “But I’ll definitely hang around for a bit. See where this all leads.”
“Guys,” I said, feeling touched at their words. “I’m a terrible choice for a leader.”
“Shut up and let’s figure out how to fly this thing,” Moxxi laughed as she and the others began to walk for the door leading out of the large bay. Being careful to step over the bodies I’d left behind.
Ayla appeared next to me, “I like them.”
I smile as I turn to her, glad to finally have her back. “Me too. I’ve missed you, Ayla.”
She beamed a smile back at me and fell into a hug with me, “It’s been so terrible having to watch you go through all that back there, but not be able to speak to you!”
“Don’t worry, it’s over now,” I say as she leans back.
“We will find a way to kill that asshole Leem, and then we’re going to make him eat his own damn legs!”
I laughed as I began to follow after the others. “It’s good to have you back, Ayla.”
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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Chapter 24
Lance sighed as he messed with his Ego gauntlets, tired after the past two days of searching for the others. While they had their locations, they still had to search for them when they arrived.
So far, after two full days, they’d only found Drax and Rainbow Dash. While it was nice to see them again, he was more concerned with finding his wife. Which just made him feel worse as he felt like an asshole when they’d find someone new and he’d just be disappointed.
Not to mention he still can’t even look at Dash without feeling guilt. Even after all these years, all he sees when looking at her or her kids is the final moments of David as he killed him.
Add that to the growing list of things he’d need to come to terms with when this was all over. His eyes darted to Greg, who was talking with Pinkie Pie and Rainbow Dash, a frown touching his face.
He definitely would have his hooves full once this was all over.
“Can we talk?” Jero asked as he stepped over Lance.
Lance looked up at him and nodded, moving over for him to sit down. “What's up?”
Jero sighed and looked up into the night sky, “I don’t know if I’m up to being the Traveler.”
“Honestly, it's a lot of responsibilities wrapped up in a very complicated title,” Lance replied, taking his hat off.
“That’s not what I’m worried about,” Jero said as he pulled out a picture of his wife and two kids. “What about them? I can’t just leave them to travel the dimensions or whatever! And I will not bring them into any of this either.”
Lance starred up into the sky, deep in thought. “Well,” he finally said. “Who said you have to do any of that?”
Jero started to say something, but then stopped, looking stumped.
“I mean, if I were you, I’d just ignore the responsibilities till some being or God came and made me do something,” Lance offered, smiling at Jero.
“That sounds irresponsible, Lance,” Jero said with a frown.
“So?” Lance chuckled. “It’s the mysterious and vague ‘Gods of Good’, pretty sure they won’t force you to do something you don’t want to do.”
“I don’t know,” Jero replied, looking displeased with the offered advice. “I guess I’ll just have to figure it out.”
“You’ll get it,” Lance said back, putting his hat back on.
They sat in silence for a few minutes, watching the others mingle among themselves.
“I’ve asked a few times, but you’ve ignored me,” Jero began, looking at Lance. “You’re the only one who knows the full story. I know Scamp was taken by one of Lorenzo’s men, and a woman named Bronwyn went after her, but why aren’t you worried about her?”
Lance took a deep breath, then turned to face Jero, “I have to find my family. Scamp would understand that her entire life has been spent trying to reunite me with them.”
Jero looked at Lance with a disappointed look. “Lance, this isn’t the you I remember. And I don’t think Twilight and the kids will like this either. You’re sounding like you’re taking advantage of Scamp’s desire to help you.”
He started to get angry, eyes flaring slightly. But at Jero’s continued soft, disappointed look, he seemed to calm down. “I don’t know, Jero. I’ve changed a lot over the years, and I’m worried my family won’t want anything to do with this new me.”
“They’ll always love you, they’re your family,” Jero reassured, placing a hand on his shoulder.
“And I am, I’m taking advantage of Scamp. I hate myself for it, but she’s been so willing to help me that I just didn’t think about her as a person. Just a means to get me back to my family. The worst part is she’s still helping me despite how I’m treating her. Not to mention I let her get kidnapped, then immediately moved on without her. I just don’t know how to fix it if she comes back.”
“I can’t help you there,” Jero replied, but gave a reassuring smile and squeeze of his shoulder. “But I can say this; focus on her, include her in your thoughts and don’t ignore her. I haven’t known her long, but from what I do know about her; she’s a tough mare who’s determined to accomplish her goals, no matter the cost to herself.”
“You’re right,” Lance said with a loud exhale of breath. “You know, Jero, you are a good fit to be the Traveler, even if you don’t know anything about it.”
“Thank you, Lance,” he replied, patting his shoulder and then leaning back. The two starred up at the night sky, watching the blinking stars.
After some time, the beacon in Lance’s pocket began to beep again.
This time around, instead of confusion, horror spread across all their faces.
“That has to be Lorenzo,” Greg said as he and the others stepped over, watching Lance pull the device out of his pocket.
“Shit,” Lance said as he watched the device blinking up at him.
“TELEPORTATION REQUEST! TELEPORTATION REQUEST!”
“Break that shit!” Grace said as she stepped forward.
“Stop,” Jero said, taking the device from Lance. “It more than likely is not him. I’ve been waiting on someone to appear, and this must be them.”
“Who the fuck are you waiting for?” Grace asked, glaring at him.
Without responding to her, Jero pressed the button and threw it to the ground.
After a few moments, the device confirmed the request, followed by a bright flash.
What now stood before them was not anything any of them expected.
“What the fuck is that?” Greg asked as he stepped up to the large thing. He poked at the large, cyan colored mess of material.
A fish bowl shaped head suddenly lifted up from the jumble of material, a simple face appearing on the sphere. “Do not touch me, lower being.”
“Oh fuck its alive!” Greg yelped as he jumped back into Pinkie’s hooves, holding onto her neck.
The cyan thing slowly stood up, standing at about ten feet tall as it towered above the group. It looked rather simple, looking just like the Apollo Belvedere statue, just with a fish bowl shaped head. A simple light yellow cloth ran around its body, like a toga.
“Who are you?!” Lance yelled, looking to be ready to transform at any moment.
The being looked between everyone, then raised a small box. “My father requested I deliver this to the one called ‘Greg’.”
“Yo, that’s me,” Greg said, jumping from Pinkie’s hooves and trotting up to him, looking to no longer be fearful. “What ya got for me?”
The cyan being stared down at him, its mouth becoming a straight line. “This is a special drug from the Ultimate Authority Dimension, the Seed of Knowledge, it is used by scholars to glimpse the threads of reality.”
“Sweet, the ultimate high!” Greg said with a wide smile. “Gimme!”
“You will die upon using this,” the being deadpanned. “It is too much for one outside the UAD to handle. It will override your mind, causing instant brain death. Omnius requested this for you, but I fear he overestimates you.”
“Omnius thought I could handle it?” Greg asked, seeming to gloss over the death part. “Then I got this shit. How do you use it?”
“Eat it,” The being said simply as it floated the box down to Greg.
Greg opened it and looked at the little cyan cube within, seeing swirling colors within it. “Ah fuck, that looks badass. Like a little galaxy!” he looked it over, pushing on it. “I’mma smoke it.”
“You eat it,” the being insisted. “You are meant to eat it.”
“I got this, I’m an expert on this kind of shit,” Greg said as he walked back to Pinkie Pie, looking over the cube. “Oh, I know what I can mix this with.”
“I fear Omnius’s judgment was… clouded on this matter,” the being said as he looked over the group again. But this time, its eyes stopped on Jero.
“You are a Traveler?” it asked, looking shocked. “Evil or Neutral?”
“Uh, the Good one?” Jero replied sheepishly.
“You are not Omnius,” the being said. “Does this mean?”
“Yes, he died shortly after I contacted your father,” Jero confirmed.
“That changes things,” the being said, its face disappearing from the sphere.
“I’m not giving this back,” Greg announced, putting the UAD drug away in his pocket dimension.
“I am staying here, for now,” the being said as his face returned. “The Watcher is wanted within the UAD, and I am to assist the Traveler in dealing with him.”
Lance cocked his head, “Why would he be wanted in the UAD?”
The being turned to him, looking him over. “Did Omnius not inform you? The Watcher is a low ranking being of the Ultimate Authority Dimension who was banished long ago.”
“Oh shit,” Greg said loudly as everyone stared in shock at the being before them.
“So you’re a God?” Lance asked, eyes wide.
This seemed to amuse the being, “No. I am not a creator. I am a simple messenger. My father is an ArchDemo, a guardian of the UAD. He has requested I assist you, as only messengers are allowed to travel between the UAD and the Creation.”
“So does this mean we just win now?” Grace asked, looking around. “I mean, we have some kind of all powerful being on our side now. No one can beat us now!”
“I will not help with anything outside of dealing with the Watcher,” the being stated. “My powers are forbidden from being used on any form of Creation.”
“But if we get you to the Watcher, you’ll be able to solo his ass?” Vinetion asked hopefully.
The being just looked at her, a line above his eye, like he was raising an eyebrow. “If you mean; will I be able to fight him alone? Then no. I am a lowly messenger with simple reality powers. The Watcher was a Virtue, the middle of the pack of the hierarchy of the UAD. I am nothing but a spec before him.” At the hopeless looks of the group, it continued, “But together, we stand a chance. If this Greg can withstand the Seed of Knowledge, then our chances increase greatly.”
“So this all hinges on Greg,” Lance said, getting a large smile from both Greg and Pinkie. “Great.”
“Till then, I will be your silent companion,” the being said as it flashed, taking on a new form. It was now a small fairy-like being, complete with little wings and everything.
“Oh shit, you look like a male Tinkerbell!” Greg laughed as the little cyan fairy flew up to him.
“This is the form I will take to blend in. Do not make crude jokes,” the fairy said, its little fish bowl head flashing an annoyed look.
“What do we call you?” Lance asked.
“My given name is beyond your capacity to comprehend, let alone speak. You may call me by my moniker, Castor.”
“Well, Castor, I guess welcome to the team,” Lance said, looking unsure of any of this.
Castor gave a bow and flew over and landed on Greg’s head, standing by his horn. “I will remain with this Greg till he dies of the Seed of Knowledge.”
“Sweet, I get to be the keeper of the fairy,” Greg said with a proud smile.
“That’s my, Mello!” Pinkie laughed as she and Greg began to make out noisily, again.
“I fear I’ve made a grave mistake,” Castor said with a frown as he held onto Greg’s horn for dear life.
This at least caused the group to laugh, breaking any remaining tension.
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“This place is a mess,” Drake said as he lifted up a pillow covered in blood.
I just chuckled as I helped move the bodies from the bridge of the ship, trying to get it ready to fly.
“So, I hate to rain on our parade,” Moxxi said as she threw an arm out a window. “But do we even know how to fly this thing?”
“Afraid not,” Beans said while putting body parts in a trash bag.
“I’m a warrior,” Reinhardt laughed. “So no.”
“I can,” Drake said casually as he carefully lifted an eyeball. “This is just foul.”
“You can fly an airship?” Moxxi asked with raised eyebrows.
Drake flipped his hair, casting a charming smile towards her. “I was once in a relationship with an airship captain. They taught me to fly the ship so I could take over so they could… Oh, that’s when they had time to cheat on me.”
“Okay, that solves that,” I say, cutting him off before he went off on another story. “Now, we need to get an engineer, communications, and then diagnostics.”
“Mox can be the engineer,” Beans said with a click.
Moxxi crossed her arms, glaring at him. “Oh, just because I’m a goblin means I should be able to maintain the complex machinery inside an airship? That’s incredibly racist, Beans.”
“I didn’t mean to make assumptions,” Beans said remorsefully.
“Good, learn to be better, Beans,” Moxxi said, then sighed. “But yes, I can maintain the airship's machinery. But not because I’m a goblin! I just like this kind of shit.”
“I will handle communications,” Beans said with a few clicks.
Mallogory looked around, walking over to the diagnostics workstation. “This looks simple. I’ll take over this portion of the ship.”
“Good,” I say as I watch them all look over their new stations.
“Well, we don’t have weapons on this stupid ship,” Reinhardt said with a frown. “So I guess I’ll just play security.”
“If we’re ever boarded, I’m sure you’ll enjoy yourself,” I chuckle as I take the commander's seat.
“Remi, can you help me out below deck?” Moxxi asked, getting a thumbs up from the Nuble.
That left Doc.
“I’ve looked through this ship's medical bay,” he announced. “It is the saddest excuse for a medical facility I’ve ever seen. All this wealth and they cheap out on the most crucial part.”
I nod, happy to see everyone had a task. “Perfect, let’s see if we can get this thing in the air.”
Everyone slid into their new seats, Moxxi and Remi leaving for their stations below.
“Oh, we’re receiving our first communication request,” Beans clicked happily as he flipped a switch.
A voice then came over the bridge's loudspeakers. “Hailing the Bountiful Wealth, Sir Reeve, respond immediately.”
“The Bountiful Wealth?” I asked, getting a few snickers. “We’re fixing our call sign.”
Looking over my new command chair, I saw a mic button. With a flick, I responded, “Sir Reeve is in his quarters, I can take a message.”
“Leem is requesting an audience, immediately.” The man on the radio said, clearly annoyed.
“Eh…” I press the button, “Can do, we’ll pass the message along and he’ll be there shortly.”
“No need, Leem is on his way to speak to him. Open your bay doors, now.”
“Oh shit,” I muttered, the others looking at me in a panic. “How long till we can take off?”
“Uh… five minutes?” Drake stuttered, sweat now on his face. “It’s going to take a bit with just us.”
“Eh, bring up the camera’s facing our rear,” I said, unsure if we even had external cameras.
But to my surprise, after a moment, a screen lit up, showing a few camera feeds. Nice.
Looking at the feed pointing to our rear, back at the Dome, I saw Leem quickly stomping towards our ship.
“We don’t have five minutes,” I say as I jump up, walking towards the doors leading off the bridge.
“Where are you going?” Mallogory asked from behind me.
“I’m going to go hold him off, hopefully long enough for you all to get the ship running. I’ll make it back before you leave,” I say with a sigh, not looking forward to facing this beast again.
“I got your back,” Reinhardt said as she slammed a fist into her chest.
As I smiled back at her, Mallogory slammed her fist down and jumped up as well.
“I’m coming too, I need payback for my tail,” she said, looking very unhappy.
“Thank you, guys,” I say thankfully. I stepped up to a cabinet and pulled out two more pendants, thankful that asshole had more than one. “Put these on, it’ll allow you to use all your Ego and abilities.”
“Now we’re talking!” Reinhardt said as she put it on and held her hand out. A greatsword suddenly materialized in her grip, a wide smile plastered on her face. “Oh have I missed you!”
Mallogory sighed in relief as a light cyan glow flashed over her. With a flick of both her wrist, two rapier style blades appeared in them. They looked unique, with the handguards looking like snakes curling around them, and looked perfect for both cutting and piercing.
“Okay, if we’re all three going, then let’s just focus on stalling him. No need to take any risk here,” I say as we move quickly down the hall, heading for the bay.
“Easy, just hurt him a lot!” Mallogory said with a snort.
The three of us reached the bay, the doors already opening for us. We quickly walked to the bay doors, staring out as they lowered.
As we stepped out of the ship, we saw Leem just reaching the bottom of the ramp. He looked up at us, a wicked smile appearing on his face.
“I thought so,” he laughed, his four blades already in his hands. “Sir Reeve only ever buys one female a visit, never more than that. And never men.”
The three of us stood side by side, staring down at him defiantly.
“We’re going to fuck you up, lizard fucker,” Reinhardt says with a sly smile.
Mallogory side eyed her, but didn’t say anything.
“Well I’ve never complained about a free meal,” Leem smirks, licking his lips. “And you three taste amazing.”
My left leg trembled slightly at the stump at his words, causing me to narrow my eyes.
“Come at me then!” Leem said, opening his hands wide. “Feed me!”
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Living The Dream
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When the world ends, a young man gets a chance to relive his life in the world of Equestria.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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Chapter 25
As we neared Leem, we branched off, with me going down the middle.
All the blades in my body extended as I sprang forward, clashing blades with him. With complete grace, I swiped away his blades with my wings, using my front hoof claw to shred away at his chest.
Reinhardt and Mallogory came up on either side of him, their blades flashing violently. His body flashed over and over again as he continued to heal through our attacks. Every time a hand was cut off, another would appear and grab his blade to continue his attacks.
Despite being outnumbered, he was holding his own very well. A few of his attacks getting through our defenses. Luckily for me, I was able to dodge them. The other two had their own methods for dodging his attacks.
As I removed his head, an arm suddenly shot out of another of his arms and slammed into my face. It had enough force to send me flying back and bounce off the ramp behind me.
With me out of the way, he turned his attention more on Reinhardt, mostly ignoring Mallogory.
He suddenly stopped attacking as he lunged forward, latching onto her and lifting her up, arms holding her against himself.
“Bastard!” She yelled as she fought against him.
“I’m going to put the squeeze on you, tin can!” He yelled as he began to squeeze her against himself, her armor groaning as it began to bend and pop.
Mallogory stabbed away at his back, trying to cut his arms to free Reinhardt.
I quickly rejoined the fight, sawing away at his limps uselessly as he continued to crush Reinhardt against his body. He was laughing loudly as he did so.
“This is what I love! The hopelessness you all feel right now as I slowly kill your friend, and all you can do is struggle uselessly!” he roared with laughter.
Not knowing what else to do, as attacking him did nothing, I latched my Ego to Reinhardt and began to pump Ego into her. Hopping she could do something, anything, to save herself.
She pulsed with a cyan light as she became translucent and poured out of her armor like a liquid, pouring out the boots and pooling below them, right between Leem’s legs.
He looked just as confused as we all did and he finished crushing the now empty armor. The pool of grey green liquid moved away from him and reformed into a now mostly nude Reinhart. Cyan Ego seemed to form over her like underwear.
“You bastard, that was my favorite armor!” She yelled, her blade materializing back in her hand.
I didn’t have time to think about what just happened, as I took Leem’s momentary confusion and slammed into him, sending him flying towards the edge.
As he stumbled, an arm shot out and latched onto Mallogory’s face and yanked her after himself. She’d tried to dodge, her body flickering, but he seemed to expect that and caught her anyway.
“AH shit!” She yelped as Leem went over the ledge, followed by her.
“Fuck!” I yell as I jump after them, flying after as they fell. We were actually really high up, at least thirty stories high.
I quickly caught up and grabbed Mallogory, cutting the arm that was attached to her. “Gotcha!”
She smiled at me thankfully, but a second hand grabbed my leg and began to carry us downward.
He just did not give up!
More arms shot up as he fell, attaching to us and pulling us after him. I held tight to Mallogory as I flapped my wings hard, trying to at least slow our own fall.
Leem slammed the ground below, but his hands stayed attached to us. I spin quickly, cutting the hands from us and pulled up, thankfully causing us to just land on the ground with a thump instead of a thud.
“You good?” I ask as we stand up.
“For someone who just fell a great distance, I’m pretty good,” she replied, looking a bit shaken.
“The one thing I hate is falling,” Leem said in annoyance as he was already up and stomping towards us.
The two of us nod and jump up, springing towards him.
“We need to get back to the ship!” I yell as I bypass his attacks and slice his side, landing behind him.
“Go! I’ll stall him!” She called to me as she began to clash with Leem, her dual blades easily keeping up with his four.
He suddenly slammed all four at her, causing her arms to open wide. As he went in for a fatal strike, she flickered, her swords were now crossed as if she’d just performed a X shaped cut.
Leems body started to fall away in four parts, but a quick flash of cyan recovered his body.
“Impressive,” he laughed, standing tall before her. “Join me, you’d make an amazing addition to my team.”
Mallogory stared back at him, then to me. A weird feeling passed through me as she looked at me.
“Hmm, tempting offer,” she said, but she flickered, sending his head flying away. “But nah!”
I smile, relief washing over me as I dash forward, sliding under him as he flashed back to normal.
He looked down between his legs, raising an eyebrow at me.
“Ever seen something like this before?” I asked as I flared all my blades and kicked him upward. He didn’t go that high, with him being so heavy, but he did lift a few feet into the air.
Flapping my wings hard, I flew up into him, and began to spin like a tornado. He yelled in shock as he was sucked into the vortex I was creating, getting shredded to nothing but a pink mist. He reformed over and over again, but was instantly turned to mist.
I kept it up, going faster and faster. This wasn’t killing him permanently, but that wasn’t the goal. The tornado of death I had become slowly moved to the left, carrying him with me as I kept him in a constant state of bloody mist.
Finally, I used the momentum I’d built to shoot out of the vortex I’d created and flew towards Mallogory, grabbing her and zooming straight up, all within the span of a second.
As we soared straight up, I heard Leem roar in anger behind us.
“Get back here!” he bellowed, his arms shooting up after us.
However this time, I was moving way to fast as we rocketed towards the docks above.
Once back at the docks, I saw Reinhardt, now wearing a poncho over her body, and Remi standing there.
“I thought you two were dead!” Reinhardt yelled as I let Mallogory down and landed beside her.
“Trust me, I did too for a moment down there,” I replied, covered in so much blood I was still dripping.
“Is he dead?” She asked hopefully, but slumped when I shook my head no.
“We have time to escape, but he’s still down there.” I gesture to the ship, “Are we ready?”
“About, we were waiting for you,” she said as Remi used a cloth to start wiping my face free of blood.
“Perfect, let’s get out of this hell hole!” I say as we quickly enter the ship's bay.
“Reinhardt, go tell the others to take off. I don’t care which direction, just get us moving,” I say as I point towards the bridge. “Remi, get back to engineering and help Moxxi.”
They both salute, which causes me to roll my eyes with a smile, and sprint off to perform their given task.
“I’m going to go get cleaned,” I say, waving for her to follow with my wing. “You should too, I got Leem’s blood all over you.”
She looks at her cloak and frowns, “I hope this overly fancy ship has a laundry room or something.”
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I stepped out of the shower room, feeling refreshed after taking my first shower in like a week. I’d forgotten how amazing it felt to be clean!
Upon entering the main lobby of the shower rooms, I saw Mallogory drying off with a towel. She ruffled the short feathers that covered most of her upper body, shaking herself dry.
I couldn’t help but chuckle upon seeing her without her clothes. “You look like a chicken.”
She snapped her head to me, eyeing me hard. But at my continued smile, she chuckled. “That’s kind of offensive, you know?”
“Is it?” I ask, drying my mane with the towel. “My bad.”
She rolled her eyes, wrapping her towel around herself.
“So, I have to know; what is that ability of yours?”
“It’s my Thorn,” she said, but when she noticed my raised eyebrow, she continued. “Now that’s hard to explain to someone not from my dimension. It’s basically like Ego, but doesn’t run on souls. That’s why I have this hole in my hand.”
She held up her clawed hand, a small glowing hole sat in the middle of her palm. “This is my stomata, the source of my powers.” She closed her fist, smirking to herself. “Now if you’re asking about my personal Thorn, then prepare to be impressed.”
I can’t help but chuckle at her actions as she got all dramatic.
“There are infinite alternate realities that run parallel with ours, and I’m able to swap physical places with anyone of my own alternate selves, and carry on with whatever action they were about to perform. All I gotta do is want to do a certain action and bam, I swap places.”
I blink at her, this ability seemed way too complicated. “So, you can travel between realities?”
She laughs in response, waving her hands, “No no, I wish that was the case. Would be so damn cool! All I do is swap physical places, not minds. I don’t go anywhere, I just take over whatever position and action they are performing.” Then she points at me, “which is why I’m still amazed you countered it. How’d you manage that?”
Shrugging, I lean back and cross my legs, “honestly, I had my suspicions that you could control time or something, so when I saw you flicker, I just reacted.”
“Wait, you can see me flicker?” She asked in shock. At my nod, she smiles widely, “that’s amazing! When I perform the action, it’s basically instant! Everyone else I’ve used it against don’t see anything! That flickering is the millisecond between me swapping places.”
Well, now that just raises a few questions about myself doesn’t it?
“That flicker gave me time to react,” I confess. “If you had real training, you’d be a terrifying opponent.”
“Like I’ve said, don’t need training when most opponents die before they even realize I moved,” she said with a cocky smile.
“Till you meet someone like Leem,” I counter, causing her cocky smile to waver. I looked her over, working my jaw as I thought about something. “If you want, I can train you a bit, when we have the time.”
She looked to be about to decline, but she leaned back, a grin appearing on her face. “Sure, I’m down.”
With a grunt, I pushed myself up and walked over, holding a hoof out to her. “Then we should make this official, even though we already know each other’s names.” She reached out and gripped my hoof as I began to shake her hand. “Names Scamp.”
“Mallogory,” she said with a little laugh, obviously thinking this was ridiculous. “Thank you, for you know, saving me. Twice.”
I beam a smile back at her as I stare into her eyes with my eye, “that’s what friends are for.”
“Friends,” she coos back.
“Friends,” I repeat, feeling a bit warm and fuzzy as we shook one last time and broke the handshake.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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Chapter 26
I sat back in the captain's chair as I returned from the showers, looking out the window at the other end of the bridge at the landscape flying by. My friends were messing with their stations, still getting familiar with them.
As I watched them work, I finally took the time to go over myself. Now that we were far from the Dome, I could finally interact with my pocket dimension. Upon opening it and shifting through the contents with my hoof, I bumped a certain object. Pulling it out, my eyes widened.
A beacon from Omnius.
A smile touched my lips as I could have him help me regroup with the others. It was about time I got back to Bronwyn and Lance.
But before messing with the device, I saw another strange item within my pocket dimension. Something I don’t remember putting in there. Taking it out, I saw it was some kind of rune with a music note on it.
“Huh,” I said, raising an eyebrow, trying to remember where it came from.
Oh! It’s something from Bronwyn, I remember seeing her give one to Lance so she could keep track of him. I just don’t remember her giving me one. Must have slipped it in when I wasn’t paying attention.
Going back to the beacon, I turned it over and opened the little panel, which revealed the communications part of the device.
I know he said restrict how often I contact him, due to the Watcher. But I think this counts as an emergency.
Flipping two switches and holding down the mic button, I hold it to my mouth, “Come in, Omnius. Do you copy?”
Nothing came back.
“Omnius, do you copy? This is Scamp, I need your help.”
Again, nothing came back. Not even static, which might be normal with this advanced form of communication.
I waited a moment, all of my friends looking up from their stations.
I frowned as I hit the mic again, “Omnius, come in. This is Scamp, I repeat, this is Scamp. I require your assistance. Please, come in.”
Releasing the button, a sense of dread fell over me, as I thought he’d respond faster than this.
“Hello, Scamp,” came a voice that was definitely not Omnius’s, a voice that made me stiff in my seat.
No response came from me as I stared straight out the window ahead. My friends took notice of my reaction, worried looks staring up at me.
“Cat got your tongue?” the voice asked with a light chuckle.
“Where is Omnius, Lorenzo,” I say in a dark tone.
“You know the answer to that,” he replied in a cheerful tone. “So, you escaped the Dome of Doom? Color me surprised.”
“What of the others?” I asked, ignoring his false praise.
He made a clicking sound before replying, “I killed one little guy, but I can’t seem to find the others. You wouldn’t happen to know where they could be, hm?”
I did not respond, just leaned further back in my chair, a blank stare on my face.
“Scamp,” Mallogory asked from her seat. “How bad is this?”
“Bad,” Beans said to me. “From what she’s told us, this Lorenzo fellow is one of the main people she’s fighting against.”
“And it sounds like he’s achieved a massive victory,” Reinhardt said, getting a few glares from the others. “What? I speak only the hard truth.”
With a sigh, I hit the mic, “You’ve made a mistake, Lorenzo.” He laughed in response as I continued, “I do not care what it takes, or what it costs me, I will kill you.”
“Love the resolve!” he sang back, clearly enjoying himself. “But I’m afraid it won’t go as you plan. Omnius here was the only one among you that posed any kind of threat to myself or my partners. With him gone, I’m just not seeing any happy outcome for you.”
I put the device down, done speaking with him.
“To bad for the kids,” he suddenly said, causing my head to snap to the device.
Snatching it back up, I hit the mic, “What the fuck are you on about?”
“Your friends kids,” he said in a caring voice. “I wonder what the Watcher plans to do with all of them once you all are dead.”
“The Watcher has the kids?” I asked, pressing him to give away more information.
“Oh yes. All the little snot nosed brats. Baby horses have always looked so ugly to me though, so I don’t see the appeal of wanting to parent them.”
“Why does he have them?” I pressed, my good eye twitching.
He clicked his tongue, “I see, wanting all the details? Well, my little Scamp, its simple; you and your friends will do anything for those kids. So, give up, and I’ll personally make sure they are safe.”
I flicked the device off, not even going to entertain his false promise.
“What’s the plan?” Reinhardt asked, everyone looking to me for our next move.
Frowning, I shake my head. “Honestly, you all don’t need to follow me any more. Drop me at the next teleport station, and then you can do what ever you want.”
“We’ve been over this,” Drake said from the pilots seat, flipping his hair. “You’re stuck with us.”
“You helped us in the Dome, and helped us escape it,” Beans said, clicking happily, “If you think we’ll abandon you, then you’re crazy.”
A smile appeared on my worn, damaged face, “I don’t deserve this guys, but thank you.”
“So, our plan?” Reinhardt asked again.
Looking at her, trying not to laugh at her new skirt and poncho set up, I nod, “Alright then, if you’re all in, then let's do this. Beans.”
He looked at me expectantly.
Holding up the device, I look at him, “This is a beacon that allows me to speak to Omnius dimension and teleport to and from his dimension. There is another attached to it that is owned by my friend Lance. I want you to try and figure out how to get in contact with Lance’s device. Is that possible?”
He stood and strolled across the bridge to me, taking the device. “I would say it’s possible. I can probably even get it to teleport us to him if this works the way I think it does.”
“Perfect,” I say with a smile. As he returned to his seat, I turned to Drake, “How far till the next teleport station?”
With a dramatic sigh, he turned to me, hands still on the flight controls. “My map is limited, you need someone on the navigation panel to know that kind of info.”
“On it,” Reinhardt said as she moved to the last station, looking it over. “Uh… no idea what any of this does.”
“Take some time to figure it out,” I say to her, getting a thumbs up in response.
I reached over to a mic next to me and spoke into it. “Moxxi, any problems down there I should know about?”
It took a few moments before she responded, sounding a bit winded, “Nope, we’re all good, Captain Scamp.”
I couldn’t help but chuckle at that, “Keep me updated.”
“Can do!”
“Mallogory, how’s the ship as a whole looking?” I asked as I put away the mic.
She smiled up at me as she turned to the screen before her, “Looking good as far as I can tell!”
“Then all we can do is wait for Beans to figure out a solution,” I say as everyone continues to work at their stations.
All I could do was sit there and think, not happy with the information that’d just been revealed to me.
“Oh, we’re being hailed,” Beans said suddenly, causing me to raise an eyebrow.
“From who?”
He clicks as he reads the information before him, “We’re being hailed by a ship called ‘Be eating you’.”
“Well, I wonder who that could be,” I say with a grimace. “Screw it, put 'em up.”
After clicking a few buttons, the voice of Leem filled the bridge.
“You ingrates, I spare you and allow you to fight in my Dome, and this is how you repay me?! By humiliating me?!” he roared over the radio.
“Boohoo,” I say, getting a few snickers from my friends. “Want to cry more about it, Leem?”
He remained silent for a moment, the sound of something breaking could be heard over the feed. “You laugh now, but I’ve been going easy on you. Toying with you. I promise, when you see me next I’m going to be serious. No more games.”
“Leem, we will not be seeing each other anytime soon,” I reply, looking at Beans who gives me a nod, tapping the device with a mandible.
“Look behind you, horse,” he said in a voice dripping in snark.
My eyes widened as I looked at Reinhardt, who still was looking over the panels before her.
When she saw me looking at her, she threw her hands up. “I’m a warrior! Not a nerd! I don’t know any of this tech shit!”
“Drake?” I ask, hoping he could see anything on his map.
He glanced down and sat up straight, “So, two ships are slowly catching up it seems.”
“Wonderful,” I mumble, leaning back as Leem just started laughing maniacally over the radio. “Cut him off.”
Beans hit a few buttons and turned off the feed, silencing the psycho lizard.
“How long till they’re on us?” I ask, not sure what we can do against them if they actually have weapons. Which I know they will.
“Eh,” Drake groaned. “I’m pretty sure they’re already in range for weapons.”
“Well, they’re not shooting at us yet,” Mallogory said just as the land ahead of us exploded as a shell flew past us, followed by a beam of energy.
“Bad timing,” I groan as I grab the seat arms. “Drake, maneuver like your life depends on it!”
He yanked the ship to the left hard, jolting all of us. “This thing handles terribly!”
“Just keep us alive!” I call him as I grab the mic next to me. “Moxxi, Remi! We’re under attack, prepare for a lot of jerking around!”
“Could have warned us before that first one!” she yelled back.
“Alert me of any damage,” I yell back as we jerk around roughly, beams and shells flying past us in all directions.
“Beans, focus on teleporting us to Lance’s device!” I yell, getting a few clicks in response as he held on to this console, working fast.
“This ship does not like moving like this!” Mallogory yelled as her screen flashes yellow in a few places.
“Keep it up,” I commanded Drake, not liking how close some of those attacks were getting.
The ship groaned loudly as we rolled to the right, rolling over and over again violently.
“DRAKE!” I yelled, the ship seeming to scream for us to stop.
“I have to!” he screamed back, panic clear in his voice.
“FUCK!” Reinhardt yelped as she lost her grip and slammed into the wall on the other side of the bridge.
Not wanting her to get hurt, or hurt anyone else, I jumped from my seat, using my wings to fly to her and catch her mid flip. She was extremely heavy, but I held tight as the ship continued to spin around us.
Finally Drake stopped rolling the ship, allowing me to drop Reinhardt back in her station.
“You’re a lifesaver, Scamp!” She said, looking slightly paler than normal. I gave her a salute as I flew back to my seat.
Flipping a switch brought up a camera feed showing the exterior of the ship. The air around us was filled with projectiles and beams, it was amazing we hadn’t been hit yet.
“Status?” I asked as we tipped back and shot straight into the sky.
“The ship is failing, that’s all I can tell!” Mallogory yelled back, her screen now more red and yellow than it should be.
“Beans?!” I asked in a panic.
“Maybe,” was his only response, looking focused.
The entire ship suddenly shook violently as massive explosion was heard.
“We’re hit!” Mallogory yelled in panic.
“Scamp! The engines are fucked down here! We’ve lost all but two!” Moxxi yelled over the radio.
The ship began to slow tremendously. And if we slowed down, we’d lose maneuverability, and if we lost that, then we’re dead.
“I got it!” Beans cheered. “Sending teleportation requests now! All he has to do is hit accept!”
“Thank all that is good!” I yelled as a second explosion rocked the ship.
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Jero smiled as he watched Grace and Octavia hug as they were reunited, crying into each other as they did so. Adry stood there watching as well, looking relieved to finally be freed from her cage.
Lance sighed as he marked this location off of his list.
“We’ll find Twilight,” Jero reassured him, knowing exactly what was wrong.
“I know,” he replied, looking at the hugging couple. Then to Adry, he wasn’t sure if he should tell her or wait for Scamp to return.
Jero looked to where he was looking and patted his shoulder, “We should hold off on that till Scamp is here, let her decide.”
“Good idea,” Lance said, relaxing a bit.
“On the bright side, the next set of coordinates aren’t that far away,” Jero said as he looked at his list.
“Lance, a question,” Rarity, who they’d just recently found, said as she stepped up to them. “I know you told me you’d tell me later, but any chance of us finding Peter or my son anytime soon?”
Lance and Jero looked at each other, a pained look on their faces. They’d talked about telling everyone that Shining Armor, Frederic, and Peter were dead, but they’d decided they should wait till after all this to keep everyone focused.
“Rarity, we’re looking, I promise. We’ll find your son, but we haven’t found any of our kids yet. So my best hope is they’re not even here.”
“Oh I do so hope little Jasper isn’t here, this place is dreadful! And of Peter? Any sign?” she asked hopefully, giving them puppy dog eyes.
“Not yet,” was all Lance could say.
Jero took over and smiled at her, placing a hand on her shoulder, “Don’t worry, Rarity, we’re on this.”
“Thank you, you two, I know you won’t let anything happen to him,” she said, giving him a hug, then Lance. She then walked towards Adry.
“Oh Adry darling! You look so good for a pony coming out of a cage!”
Adry just laughed, messing with her messy mane, “Oh I try my best, Rare! But this place! Just WOW! I wish we were here under better circumstances! A whole endless circus amusement park!”
“I know right?!” Pinkie said as she hopped up and hugged Adry. “We should totally vacation here after this all blows over!”
Lance smiled at the sight, happy to be seeing everyone again.
Then his beacon began to buzz.
“What the?” he said as he pulled it out and held it in front of himself.
“Well, I can say this time I’m not expecting anyone,” Jero said in puzzlement.
“Should we ignore it?” Lance asked, unsure of what to do.
Jero thought for a moment, then shook his head. “No, Scamp’s still out there, and she may try to reach us this way. Omnius said that the two beacons were connected, but he told me you guys should avoid teleporting to each other due to it possibly attracting the attention of the Watcher. But I guess that’s redundant at this point.”
“So accept it?” Lance asked, getting a nod from Jero.
He grinned as he clicked the button and tossed it to the ground.
It beeped a few times as it flashed, causing everyone in the area to stop and look on in shock.
“So you’re the new Traveler?” Lorenzo asked, tipping his tricorn hat at a stunned Jero.
“Lorenzo?!” Lance yelped, shifting into his Apollyon form instantly.
“Good to meet you in the flesh, Lance,” Lorenzo said, nodding to him. “But I’m sorry to say, I’m not here to play around. I need you to come with me, whole or missing limbs.”
“He’s not going anywhere!” Grace roared as she soared towards him from behind.
Without taking his eyes off Lance, a portal opened behind his back, slowly drawing his sword. Grace flew into the portal, unable to stop herself, and suddenly appeared in front of him.
Four quick flashes were seen as she hit the ground, looking confused.
Everyone let out cries of horror as she fell apart, Octavia being the loudest.
“As I said, no more games,” Lorenzo said simply as his Ego flared.
Behind them, not noticed by anyone, the little beacon began to buzz again.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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Chapter 27
I almost fell out of my chair as the ship rocked with the second explosion, our speed decreasing further.
“That hit our side! Living quarters are gone!” Mallogory yelled out as she watched her screen.
“I guess it’s a good thing we’re up here then!” Reinhardt called back over the groaning of the ship's hull.
The only good thing we had going was any second now Lance would hit the accept, and we’d be pulled out of this mess!
Except, as the ship continued to pitch and roll as Drake struggled to keep us alive, my hope for a fast rescue wanned.
Two more explosions rocked the ship.
“That’s it!” Drake yelled as we came to a stop. “Engines gone, we’re dead in the freaking water!”
“Moxxi?!” I yelled into the mic, getting nothing but coughs and wheezes as a response. “Moxxi?! Remi?!” but no further response came.
“That last one hit the engines directly,” Mallogory said grimly. “The gravity field is still active, so we’re not going to fall to the ground below, but we’re not going anywhere.”
I slammed my hooves into my face, waiting for us to be blasted out of the air at any second.
“They stopped firing,” Reinhardt said as she looked out the window.
“They have?” I asked as I ran over, looking out and seeing two fairly large warships not that far away from us, their broadsides facing us but no longer firing.
“But why? They can easily kill us now,” Drake said as he unbuckled himself from the pilots seat.
I looked at the two ships, working my jaw. “They’re going to board us.”
“Good, that’s the kind of fighting I’m able to do,” Reinhardt said, leaning on her greatsword.
The doors to the bridge burst open and Remi slithered in, Moxxi in her arms.
“You’re alive!” I yelled, rushing over to them as she layed Moxxi down. Moxxi coughed violently, bloody and bruised.
“Sorry, Scamp, I couldn’t get the engines working again,” she wheezed.
I couldn’t help but laugh lightly as I patted her shoulder, “You did good, Mox.” I then looked to Remi, “Get her to Doc, now!”
She gave a nod and scooped the little goblin up, rushing out of the bridge.
“Now, will it just be Leem? Or a whole boarding party?” Reinhardt asked aloud, looking ready to fight.
Drake leaned against the window, looking up at the ships. “If I had to wager, I’d say his whole crew. He said he wasn’t playing around anymore after all.”
“We’ll handle them,” I said, looking at my friends. “Beans and Drake, go to Doc and wait. We’ll handle the boarding party.”
Beans gave a nod, hitting a few buttons on the consol before leaving and rushing past us.
Drake did not move as he looked out the window again. “I think they shot something at us.”
“What?” I asked, starting to walk over to him.
Then his eyes widened, “Oh shi-”
The window in front of him exploded violently as Leem blew through it. He crashed through a few stations and panels, landing in the middle of the bridge, covered in gore.
My eyes widened as I realized Drake was no longer there. My eyes traced the walls and blood trail to Leem, the realization causing a pit to form in my stomach.
I’d lost another friend.
“This ends here!” Leem roared, wielding nothing but his fist.
I shook slightly, either from the sight of Leem or the loss of Drake, but a cold calm soon took over.
Eyeing the sheathing Lizard with hatred, the three of us squared up with him yet again.
“Careful,” Mallogory warned, feeling the same dread we all were.
Leem didn’t wait for us, he charged straight for us, plowing through anything in his path. As he reached us, I spun forward violently, shredding his legs out from under him. But as soon as I cut through them, they reappeared, and did not even slow him as he continued towards the other two.
Reinhardt dodged right, swinging her sword at him. It cleaved through his torso, but he continued forward and slammed into her, sending her flying into the wall. He spun around, ignoring the blades ripping into him, and grabbed at Mallogory.
She flickered, causing him to miss her as she flickered like mad; removing limbs and heads like crazy. But he was in overhaul mode or something as any damage was recovered immediately.
I came in from the left, attaching my Ego to him and slicing through his neck, trying to get his attention away from Mallogory.
And it worked as three hands shot out of his back and grabbed me, one on my midsection, prosthetic, and back right leg.
He roared furiously as he ripped his hands away from himself, taking my prosthetic and back right leg with them. Despite myself, I let out a scream of pain as I was sent flying into the captain's chair, now missing my prosthetic and leg.
Reinhardt was on him in an instant, slicing and pushing, trying to push him towards the shattered window. But he just spun around on her and grabbed her by the neck.
She turned to liquid again, getting out of his grip easily.
Mallogory flickered as she appeared in the air, kicking him hard towards the window. He stumbled a bit, but grabbed her leg and slammed her into the ground, golden yellow blood splattering out of her mouth as she gasped. He then threw her hard into the ceiling and turned, snapping forwards with his mouth and catching Reinhardt as she reformed.
She let out a pained grunt as he chomped down on her left arm, then yanked hard as he removed it at the elbow.
Before he could do any more damage, I slammed into him, ripping into his neck with my own teeth, my two remaining hooves and wing blades shredding his body as I flapped and pushed hard, aiming for the window.
A hand came out and knocked me back as he snapped forward, mouth going for my neck.
A pair of blades penetrated through his skull as Mallogory came to my rescue, barely making it in time. The hand holding my throat extended fast, slamming me into a wall as he roared in anger.
As he slammed a fist towards her, she flickered, dodging it. But she didn’t dodge the second one that suddenly blew through her stomach, coming out her back. Her eyes went wide as his head struck forward like a snake, removing her entire left arm at the shoulder.
“No!” I screamed, slicing the hand holding me and rocketed back towards him. Reinhardt grabbed him with her remaining arm and bellowed as she tried to lift him. Two arms shot from his back and penetrated out her back, one through her chest and the other through her gut.
That’s when I slammed into him, with everything I had. My impact helped Reinhardt finish her surplex, and she flung him over herself. Both he and I went out the window.
He tried to grab for the ship, but I did everything I could to slice away at his arms and appendages as he tried to stop from falling. Instead, he grabbed hold of me, taking me with him.
Ayla appeared next to me as we fell, looking sad as she held out her hoof to me. I grimaced, not wanting to, I REALLY did not want to.
But, I did. I grabbed her hoof.
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“I’m back!” I yelled in glee as I saw I had my full body. “FUCK YES!”
Ego flared from my body, turning all of Leem’s limbs into a pink mist. I soared straight at him and sent a force field into him, sending him flying away violently.
He didn’t relent as he grabbed the ship and used his momentum to swing right back at me. He slammed into my Ego tendrils as I grabbed every inch of him, squeezing hard as I entered his body and began to attack every inch of him.
Leem roared, and to my surprise, broke out of my Ego and pulled himself into me. He grabbed an antler and bit into my snout. Two tendrils saved me from losing my face as I held his jaws open.
Throwing him back, I had a realization. I’ve seen how Scamp fights this monster, and nothing works. But what if…
As he came back, my body flared as I prepared a spell.
When he reached me, I slammed forward, butting heads with him. My spell flashed right then.
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“What is this?!” Leem roared as we stood in a white void.
“Your mind,” I say with a smirk. “And boy is it empty!”
He rushed towards me, but I appeared behind him. “Good luck with that here. This might be your mind, but this is my domain!”
With a snarl, he wheeled on me and charged again. Instead of dodging, I just raised my hoof and pointed it at him.
“Enough!” I slammed my hoof down, causing him to fall to the ground, unable to move as if something was holding him down. “Better.”
With a wave of my wing, a console appeared before us.
“What is that?!” He yelled in anger, still fighting.
“Your memory bank,” I said as I ran a wing over it. “All of your memories are stored here, very delicate stuff.”
A second lizard appeared, similar to Leem. I just did the same thing to him.
“You and your Ego weapon get to watch you lose yourself.”
I smiled as I remembered something that happened to Lance in his book. If that worked on him, then it should work here. I don’t know if it’ll be permanent, but it doesn’t matter.
Without a word, I began to smash the large console, not stopping till it was nothing but rubble.
Leem and his Ego weapon screamed in agony. I wanted to stay and watch, but reluctantly, I pulled myself out of his mind.
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I watched as a tame and confused Leem fell away, giving him a little wave as he disappeared into the clouds below.
Flying back to the ship, I landed in the destroyed window, seeing Scamp’s friends laying there, unmoving.
Before I could say anything, I felt that little asshole forcing me away. But I just got out!
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With a grunt, I hit the ground after unfusing, shaking in both fear and pain. Leem may be gone for now, but he did so much damage to us!
Unable to stand, I pulled myself to Reinhardt, checking on her. She grimaced in pain, putting a hand on my shoulder.
“Get him?” she asked painfully.
“I got him,” I replied, getting a weak smile from her.
“Good, fuck ‘em,” she coughed, the two holes in her body, and missing arm, draining a lot of blood. She winked at me, and turned to liquid.
I don’t know if that’s a good thing, but I don’t have time to think on it.
Frantically, I pulled myself over to Mallogory, horrified she wasn’t moving.
A trail of blood followed me as I got to her and raised her cloak, examining her wound. It was bad.
“DOC!” I screamed at the top of my lungs, praying someone heard me.
Using my wings, I tried to stop the bleeding on her left shoulder where her arm use to be. I wasn’t enough to save her, not like this!
“DOC!” I screamed again, thankful when I heard something large running my way.
I looked up as he burst into the room, eyes wide in horror at the sight.
“Please!” I yelled in a hoarse voice, not liking the amount of blood pouring out of her wounds.
“Scamp, we need to-”
“Save her!” I yelled, nodding to Mallogory. “Then Reinhardt, then me! That’s a fucking order!”
He flinched then ran to Mallogory, his hands glowing.
I coughed, realizing something was broken inside me, and then fell backwards, darkness taking me.
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“You fucker!” Lance roared as he jumped forward, a card flashing beside him.
Lorenzo jumped back as the air where he’d been standing sucked inward and exploded. Lance blew through the smoke and slammed a hoof into Lorenzo, who blocked it with his sword. Thanks to his Ego gauntlets, he was not wounded and instead sent the suave man flying backwards.
But a portal opened behind him and he reappeared beside Lance, slamming the hilt of his sword into the side of Lance’s face. This hit had more power behind it than it should as Lance was sent straight into the ground and left a crater the size of his body.
Jero engaged with Lorenzo, swinging his blade wildly, as he had no training.
“This is the new Traveler? Hero of Good?” Lorenzo laughed. “It’s almost a pity to kill you right now.”
A vine wrapped around his neck and yanked him down hard, more vines wrapping around him.
“How annoying!” He coughed as he suddenly cut his way out of the vines and spun towards Vinetion’s surprised face.
But Lance appeared between them, deflecting the blade as a card flashed. A massive beam of energy shot out of his mouth, catching Lorenzo off guard. As the beam subsided, he stood there, clothes shredded and burned, but he remained standing.
“Whew, if that’d had just a tad more Ego to it, I’d be gone!” He laughed, slamming his fist into a portal and smashing Lance in the top of the head again. “Stay down! I need you alive.”
“No,” Lance replied simply as he stayed up and flew into Lorenzo, pounding away at his defense with his hooves.
His eyes went wide as he dodged back as a bullet flew past the space his head had just been.
He looked to Calypso as she fired again, this time he deflected it with his sword. With a twirl, he stabbed his blade into a portal, the tip coming out beside her head.
But a glyph appeared, blocking the attack.
“This asshole,” Greg growled as he joined the fight. He nodded to Lance as he hit two more glyphs, causing a box to appear around Lorenzo.
Lance flashed another card, a large cyan sword made of Ego appeared above him, with a twist of his body, the blade cut through the box.
With a yell of annoyance, Lorenzo had blocked the attack with his sword, sliding along the ground with the force of the hit.
Greg jumped forward, dancing around as he kicked glyphs all around his body.
All kinds of attacks began to hit Lorenzo as he blocked most, but a few got through. A spear of energy pierced his gut, but he just kept fighting.
Vines grabbed his legs, holding him in place as Lance flew forward, tackling him to the ground. He began to wail on the man, the ground around them cracking and exploding from his rage filled hits. A portal opened in front of Lorenzo’s face, causing Lance’s own fist to slam into his face.
This sent him flying as Lorenzo twisted to his feet and sprinted towards Jero, determined to at least kill him.
Jero’s eyes went wide, not sure how to defend himself here. But as he was seconds from death, a loud explosion was heard as Rainbow Dash slammed into Lorenzo’s side, sending him rag dolling across the ground.
“Nice!” Greg yelled to the rainbow colored mare as she flew high into the sky again. Greg twisted and kicked a glyph, causing a massive amount of lava to pour out of a glyph and fall towards the downed Lorenzo.
But he wasn’t done yet as he rolled into a portal and appeared next to Greg, blade already at his throat. “Everyone stop! Or I kill this idiot!”
Everyone stopped moving. That is, except Lance as he suddenly appeared next to them, his back leg slamming into the man's head, sending him rocketing away again.
“Jesus, thanks Lance!” Greg said, pale as a ghost after almost losing his head.
Lance only nodded as he took off after Lorenzo.
“Okay,” Lorenzo said as he stood up. “I’m throwing out the ‘don’t kill these ones’ order. I’m killing you all!”
As Lance neared, his eyes went wide as he saw the blade flash towards him. He stopped and spun to the right, but the blade sliced through his right wing, causing him to slam into the ground.
“Lance!” Greg yelled as he teleported next to Lance and punched a glyph, sending a shower of spears towards Lorenzo.
The man just stared at them, eyes ablaze. He looked like a completely different person now.
A portal appeared before him, catching all the spears and sending them towards every single person around him.
Screams were heard as everyone not paying attention was impaled with a spear.
Greg’s eyes went wide as he saw his wife take a spear to the flank.
Lance roared as he shot back up and cards began to flash all around him.
A beam of energy shot at him, but Lorenzo redirected it towards Rainbow Dash, who barely dodged the sudden attack.
Anything that came at him, he just sent towards one of their friends.
Drax was hit with a massive wave of energy, almost killing him instantly.
“Lance, we need to focus!” Greg said, his eyes unable to stop darting to his screaming lover.
“FUCK HIM!” Lance bellowed, not wanting to let up.
Lorenzo sidestepped into a portal and appeared behind two others.
“NO!” Jero screamed as he ran towards them, not caring he didn’t know how to fight or use his powers.
Vinetion spun around and kicked Octavia away as Lorenzo sliced the air where they’d both been standing. She stumbled back, eyes wide as she felt her neck open.
Lorenzo blocked a bullet from Calypso as he pushed his attack, finishing off the large green mare.
“Vine!” Octavia yelled from the ground. Without a look, Lorenzo sliced a portal in front of himself, silencing the gray mare.
Lance slammed into him, but his attack was blocked by the man's sword as he sidestepped. He jammed his sword into Lance’s side, and with a twist, forced him out of his Apollyon form. With a crash, Lance slammed into a table and flew over it.
Greg began to punch for a glyph, but Lorenzo’s blade swiped the air suddenly between him and his glyph. Looking at the man, he saw his wide, insane eyes staring back at him.
He growled in anger at the man as Jero stepped up to his side.
“What do we do?” he asked as Greg stomped a hoof in anger.
“Fuck, I don’t know,” Greg admitted, not taking his eyes off the man.
Lorenzo cocked his head, his bare chest showing through his destroyed clothes, “All you had to do was surrender the striped horse. That’s all you had to do.”
With a flick of his hoof, Greg hit a glyph, causing the ground below Lorenzo to open up. But the man countered with a portal of his own and landed behind Rarity.
The mare screamed in horror, but as he went for an attack, Rainbow Dash swept by, snatching up Rarity at the last possible second.
“Annoying,” he said as he pointed and went to open a portal, but nothing happened.
“Gotcha,” Lance gasped, using a card to shut off his Ego temporarily. Lance grabbed the man from behind, putting him in a full nelson. “GREG! NOW!”
Greg looked unsure of himself, but gave a nod as he jumped forward, almost dancing as he punched many different glyphs, causing his horn to glow brighter and brighter.
“Special FUCK YOU Cannon!” Greg screamed as he landed on all fours, horn pointed at Lance and Lorenzo.
“Hey, no no no!” Lorenzo yelled in a panic as a small, powerful beam shot from Greg’s horn and flew towards them. “STOP!”
The beam penetrated his chest, and out Lance’s back.
Lorenzo’s already wide eyes went even wider as he fell forward, with Lance falling behind him.
“Oh shit, Lance!” Jero yelled as he rushed towards them.
But Lorenzo wasn’t dead. He rolled, slapped the ground as a portal appeared, and slithered in like a wounded snake. But he did not reappear anywhere near them.
“Calypso!” Greg yelled. The white mare was already running forward, her Ego reaching out and latching on to everyone. She pulled it from the ones she knew were already gone.
Greg slid up next to Pinkie, holding her close as she cried into his chest.
Lance, with Calypso’s ego attached, began to cry. Deep, heavy sobs as he rolled over, having trouble breathing as he looked at his dead friends.
Drax cried out in pain as he was healed slowly, his burned flesh slowly healing back to normal.
“What was that guy?!” Calypso asked as she tended to Pinkie’s wound herself, her Ego already working its magic on everyone.
“A goddamn monster,” Jero said, falling to his ass, looking at his hands in shock.
Rainbow Dash landed, placing Rarity down. She then saw the little beacon beeping, cocking her head at it.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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Chapter 28
“There you go,” came Doc’s voice as I slowly came too, the pain in my body reduced by a wide margin. I at least felt not as broken on the inside.
“Mallogory?” I asked as I sat up. “Reinhardt?”
“Alive,” Doc said with a nod.
“How long was I out?” I looked around, seeing nothing had changed.
“Barely a few minutes,” he said, working on Reinhard’s gut wound, his glowing hands working their magic.
With a grunt, I sat up and raised off the ground using my wings. I fluttered over to the window and looked out the hole, seeing the two ships still there.
“It’s only a matter of time before they make a move,” I started, frowning. “Once they realize Leem’s not on the ship, they’ll probably open up on us again.”
“We need to get off the ship then,” Doc said as Remi ran into the room carrying more medical supplies for him.
Looking over at the blinking device connected to the ship, I frowned. If we leave, we’ll miss the teleport. Then we’ll be stuck here, wherever here is. “We’ll need to figure something out, because we can’t leave the ship.”
“Then I guess we wait for them to just shoot us down,” Reinhardt said, watching her wounds slowly close.
Mallogory groaned as she came too and sat, checking her stomach for the now healed over wound. “Well, that’s a neat trick.” Then she noticed she no longer had a left arm. “Ah, that sucks.”
“Welcome back,” I say to her with a nod.
She blinked at me, looking around, “Wait, you killed Leem?”
“No,” I admitted, pointing over my shoulder out the window. “I took his memory and threw him overboard. So we shouldn’t have to worry about him for a while, I hope.”
“Brutal,” she said with a nod of approval. Then smirked at me, “Lost another leg?”
“Lost an arm?” I retorted, chuckling.
“Alright love birds,” Reinhardt interrupted, groaning as she stood up. “We need to focus here. What’s the plan?”
I cleared my throat and looked out the window again, the two ships still sitting there among the clouds. “We have two options as I see it; take the fight to them, or make peace.”
“Make peace?” Reinhardt said with a touch of disgust.
“At least for now, long enough to get out of this mess,” I reply, staring at her. “We’ll have a vote.”
“Ah, I knew democracy would rear its head eventually,” Beans said with a few clicks, laughing. “I’m for peace.”
Moxxi walked onto the bridge, looking a bit better than the last time I saw her. “I vote for peace. I don’t feel like getting shot out of the sky today.”
“Kill em,” Reinhardt crossed her arms, huffing.
Remi held up her board. ‘Fight.’
“Peace,” Doc said, his white fur covered in our blood.
“I say,” Mallogory began, looking conflicted as she looked at her arm, then me. “Fight.”
I nod, seeing the votes were tied. “I guess it's up to me.”
Looking between my friends, all of them looking to me for the final decision. I called for a vote because I did not want to make this particular decision.
“Peace,” I finally said, eye closed as I heard a mixture of relief and disappointment. “I will not risk your lives further, this is final.”
With a sour look, I flew over to the communications station and opened up a link to the warship that’d hailed us earlier.
“Come in, this is the Bountiful Wealth, hailing the lead warship on our port side,” I said into the mic, nervousness taking me over.
“What?!” a voice yelled into the mic. “Where’s Leem!?”
I looked back at my friends, sighing, “He’s no longer with us.”
“Lies,” the voice said in anger. “Leem is the undying! You have thirty seconds to put him on, or we’re blowing you out of the sky!”
“So much for peace,” Reinhardt huffed, clearly unhappy.
Shit! I kicked the console before me and turned to my friends. “Okay, we need-”
The ship shook hard as two explosions were heard. The ship began to groan as the gravity field seemed to start to fail.
“The lying bastards!” Mallogory yelled as she grabbed a chair as the ship was rocked with another explosion.
“You expected them to be honest?!” Reinhardt yelled as everyone ran to a chair and jumped into it, buckling in.
“Calm down and prepare for a crash landing!” I bellowed as I jumped down into the pilots chair. The engines may be gone, but the controls should still control the fins and turning thrusters. The best we could do now was hit the ground with the belly of the ship.
“This is how I fucking die?!” Reinhardt yelled in anger.
The ship seemed to scream as it was hit with another shell, causing the gravity field to completely fail.
“Here we go,” Mallogory sighed, tightening her straps.
We began to fall, slow at first, but quickly it picked up speed as we plummeted through the clouds. Falling straight down, a death sentence for us.
“At this angle, we will for sure die on impact,” Beans called out calmly, despite the situation.
“Thank you, Beans!” I yelled, racking my brain for a solution.
“Mallo! How are our turning thrusters and engines!” Moxxi suddenly called out.
Mallogory turned to the screen and frantically looked it over. “Uh, thrusters are good. Eh, engines are still gone.”
“What about power to engines?” she asked as we broke through the clouds, the ground far below us but fast approaching.
Looking over her screen, she punched it in anger as she couldn’t find what she was looking for. “I don’t know!”
“Okay, we’ll assume they’re still getting power!” Moxxi yelled in a panic. “Scamp, push all ship power to the engines and overload the thrusters!”
I blinked over at her, but she waved me on, “Do it! It’ll blow the engines and thrusters all at once, which should send us flying forward so we can try and control our fall!”
“Moxxi you’re amazing!” I began to divert the power and prepare the thrusters. Slamming my hoof down, the power flickered as we all heard the engines roar to life below us. Then they exploded, followed by the rear thrusters also blowing.
Just as she said, we shot forward roughly, picking up more speed than when we were free falling.
Pulling hard, I used my wings and hoof to try and pull the front of the ship up.
“Oh this is going to hurt,” Beans said as he hunkered down in his chair, pulling in all his legs.
My eye strained as I stared out the window, watching the ground quickly approaching.
Then as a loud groan was heard, a bright flash blinded me.
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“Do not touch that,” Calypso yelled as she saw Rainbow Dash reach out for the beacon.
“But,” Rainbow Dash started, but sighed as she backed away from it.
Jero stood up slowly, looking out over his hurt friends and the innocent bystanders who’d got caught up in the fighting. Most of the park goers who had been hurt were hit with attacks redirected by Lorenzo. Calypso was sending her Ego to everyone, not caring if they were part of the group or not.
Lance was punching the ground, cursing as he reeled in his sobbing. Greg was still holding and soothing Pinkie Pie, looking very forlorn as he stared blankly ahead. Drax however was looking better, his wounds healing back to normal.
With a frown, he walked over to the beacon and lifted it, not sure if he should destroy it or accept the teleportation request.
After being tricked by Lorenzo appearing, he wasn’t sure he wanted any more surprises.
He looked over to his three dead friends, tears finally touching his eyes as it all started to hit him all at once. But instead of crying or feeling sorry for himself, he tightened his grip on his Traveler’s blade and turned to his friends.
“Listen up!” He yelled, catching them all off guard. “We need to gather ourselves and get out of here. Lorenzo and the Watcher know where we are now and we have no ace’s up our sleeves anymore.”
“What about them?” Rarity asked meekly, trying not to look at the bodies of their friends.
“I’ll handle that,” Jero said in a calm voice. “But we need to go, now.”
“Throw away that device first!” Adry yelled from her hiding spot behind a few tables. “It only brings death!”
Jero looked at the beacon and sighed. “We have a choice, ignore this, or press it. It could be Scamp, or it could be another bad guy.”
“We’re not voting,” Lance said as he drug himself to his hooves, stomping over and snatching the device from Jero with his remaining wing. “It could be Scamp, but I can not risk anymore of you. We’re not allowing the teleportation request.”
“Who’s Scamp?” Adry asked as she came out of her hiding spot slowly.
Lance looked at her, thinking if he should tell her or wait. His mind was made up for him.
“She’s your daughter from the timeline Lance was trapped in,” Greg said, getting a glare from Lance.
“My what?!” Adry asked in shock, looking to Lance for clarification.
He just blinked back at her, still not wanting to be the one to tell her. He wanted to wait and let Scamp decide how to approach that.
Calypso appeared at his side, holding his severed wing up to the stump, using her Ego to heal it.
“It’s…” Lance began, sighing in relief as he felt the pain in the wing stump reside. “It’s very complicated.”
She narrowed her normally happy eyes and glared at him, now more resembling the Meadow Glory he knew in the other dimension. “Lance, tell me. This Scamp is my daughter from another timeline?”
“... Yes,” he finally confirmed. “It’s a long story that I think she’d rather tell you herself. But, she is the only reason I am here now and we’re all slowly working towards restoring our old lives to normal.” He then looked at the device, frowning. “That does not change my decision about using this.”
Adry chewed on her lip as she nervously twirled her mane around her hoof. “But what if it is this Scamp?”
“It could be,” Lance conceded, still looking unhappy. “But the risk of it being another Lorenzo type guy is too much. So if it is Scamp, then we’ll just have to trust she can make it back on her own without our help.”
“That’s cold, Lance,” Rarity commented, looking at him in disappointment. “She’s a friend of yours, and you're okay letting her fend for herself? Shame on you! If Peter was here, he’d tell you to do it.”
The mention of Peter brought more dread upon him as he glanced at her. “I’m looking out for the group.”
“And the group wants to help this Scamp chick,” Rainbow Dash said as she landed roughly by Lance. “From what I’ve heard, she’s one bad flank. And a loyal friend, like myself. You gotta at least risk it. We can handle any bad guy who comes through otherwise!”
Lance’s eye twitched as he fought with himself internally.
“She’d risk it for you,” Jero said calmly.
“God! FUCK! Okay,” Lance finally said, taking the device and pressing the button. He tossed it to the ground where it began to flash orange, which was new.
“MASSIVE OBJECT TELEPORTATION IMMINENT! MAKE SURE THERE IS CLEAR SPACE ABOVE DEVICE FOR TWO MILES!”
“What the hell does that mean?” Greg asked as they all suddenly heard a massive boom above their heads. As they looked up they saw a massive airship rocketing through the air, fire covering the entire hull as parts broke off of it as it flew straight towards the ground far from their current position.
“Fucking hell!” Lance exclaimed with wide eyes as they all watched it smash through a tall building and crash through a ton of booths and stalls as it made contact with the ground and violently slid. The front separated from the back as it flew off to the side, the rest of the ship grinding along the ground.
“That definitely just raised our kill counts…” Greg cringed, getting a few dirty looks from the ponies.
The remains of the ship rolled forward, finally coming to a stop with the tail pointing straight up. Fire roared out of the engine part of the ship, looking about ready to explode again.
“Come on!” Lance yelled, testing his reattached wing before taking off towards the burning ship in the distance. The others quickly chased after him.
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I coughed loudly as I felt the ship finally come to a halt, with the front flat against the ground. Which left all of us hanging in our seats.
Working the buckles of my restraints, I struggled to see the others in the black smoke that poured up into the bridge.
“Alright! Who’s not dead? Sound off!” I yelled in a horse voice, the smoke gagging me.
I heard the responses of all my friends, except Remi, but that didn’t mean anything with her being mute.
With a twist, I was able to get out of my restraints and flew over to Beans. He was already out of his seat and helping Doc and Moxxi.
Flying to the other side I saw Mallogory helping Remi out of a jumble of wires that had fallen on her.
“Damn life saving devices!” Reinhardt cursed as I moved to help, but she just turned to liquid for a moment to let them fall through her.
Satisfied they were all free, I looked around and saw a much bigger hole than the one before, smoke being sucked into it.
“This way guys, come on!” I screamed over the groaning of the ship around us. I hovered by the hole, holding a hoof over my face as I continued to yell to them.
Thankfully, they all slowly climbed their way to me and began to pull themselves through the hole. Once I saw the final one pass me, I flew out last.
As I landed on the outside of the window, smoke pouring out behind me, I began to cough violently.
Someone slapped my back a few times then pulled me up, “Gotta get off the ship, move!”
I nod, seeing that it was Mallogory that was dragging me along. Coming back to my senses fully, I flair my wings and look towards Moxxi. “Get on.”
She looked over, and despite the situation, smiled, “Knew you’d come around.”
Once she was on my back, I looked to the others. “I can only carry one at a time, so hang in there.”
But as I prepared to fly off to the ground, two others suddenly shot up the side of the ship and hovered before us.
Lance! And Rainbow Dash?
“Oh boy, this looks bad,” Rainbow said as she looked us over, then saw me. “OUCH! What the buck happened to you?!”
“Help first, questions later!” I yelled up to them. They both nodded and flew down to help.
Lance grabbed Doc, who held Beans, and motioned for Mallogory, who jumped on his back.
Rainbow Dash grabbed Remi as Reinhardt got on her back. Both of them let out strained groans as they struggled to lift off the ground, but luckily the two of them were powerful flyers.
I grabbed the bottom of Remi to try and help as the three of us flew off of the burning ship.
“Who are you guys?!” Rainbow Dash asked in an annoyed voice as we slowly flew away.
“My friends,” I said as I struggled to keep a grip on Remi with my one leg. Luckily, she used her tail to hold onto me, which helped greatly.
“And you?!”
“That’s Scamp,” Lance said, his eyes filled with sadness and regret as he stared at me, which confused me.
“Oh damn! You’re Scamp?! I repeat the question from earlier; what the buck happened to you?!” Rainbow asked, eyes wide in amazement.
“Life,” I say simply, getting a few chuckles from my friends.
Lance just looked away.
We flew towards the ground, far from the crash, with Lance leading us. After a moment, I saw a familiar group of ponies. Ones I’ve only seen in pictures from Lance’s book.
FInally, we landed, all of my friends climbing off of us. I sat down hard, trying to catch my breath as my lungs burned like they were on fire.
“Scamp?! What have you done to yourself?!” Calypso roared as she ran over, her Ego attaching to me and the others. I started to question what she was doing, but I felt a cooling sensation run over my body as her Ego spread through my body.
For the first time since arriving in the arena, I felt relief from pain that had just kept building up as time went on. Even my lungs started to hurt less as I felt the little pulses of her Ego through my body.
“It’s a long story,” I sighed, giving her my best smile.
“Idiot,” she spat out, then hugged me tightly.
I returned the hug, happy to see my friend after all the shit I’ve been through. She pulled back, looking at my burns and eye in confusion.
“Why aren’t these healing?! My Ego is supposed to be able to heal stuff like this!” she yelled in frustration, pumping even more Ego than necessary into me.
“That would be my fault,” Doc said remorsefully. Upon Calypso wheeling on him, furious eyes staring into his, his shoulders slumped. “I have the ability to speed up healing, but only along its natural progression stages. But the drawback is that they become unhealable with anything outside of cosmetic surgery.”
Calypso stomped her hoof in anger, obviously trying not to start screaming, “That is the worst healing ability.”
“I know,” was his only response.
“I’d be dead without him or his abilities,” I say, getting her attention. “I chose to have him use them on me. It was that or die. So please, Cal, lay off him. He’s a good person.”
She sighed, patting my shoulder. “Welcome back, Scamp.”
“So you’re Scamp?” A woman said from my left side. Turning my head, I was taken aback by what I saw.
“Mom?!”
The green mare laughed awkwardly, “According to Lance, I guess I am.”
I blinked at the much younger version of my mother. A much happier looking version too. This looked to be about the age that she had me, according to pictures I had of her from back then.
I was at a loss for words, just staring at the mare that was my mother in another time and place.
“Do we hug?” She asked, a sheepish smile on her face.
“Do we?” I asked, completely confused on what to do at that moment. As we blinked at each other, I forced a chuckle. “Let’s put a pin in that, yeah?”
She relaxes a bit and smiles thankfully back at me. “Sounds like a plan.”
Looking at Lance, I saw he was looking at me with tears in his eyes. Seeing that I was looking at him, he turned and walked away, wiping his eyes.
In the distance behind us were the sounds of screams and sirens as people ran from the burning debris.
That’s when I noticed everyone outside of my group looked pained, like something was bothering them.
“What happened?” I asked, putting the pieces together. If it took them that long to accept our request, and they all look tired and hurt, then something must have been going on.
“Lorenzo happened,” Jero said in a grim tone.
My eyes widened as I sat on my flank, looking around at the ponies. “I know he killed Omnius… who else?”
“Vinetion, Grace, Octavia, and Zane,” Jero replied evenly, looking more mad than sad. “The Watcher found us and sent Lorenzo to Omnius’ dimension. After killing him, he tricked us into teleporting him here. We barely stopped him.”
I looked to the ground in shock. I may not have personally known them, but I felt like I did after years of following their story. Everything finally caught up to me. We lost. My small victory against Leem meant nothing in the grand scheme of things.
“Then we lose, the Watcher wins,” I suddenly said with a loud exhale of air, slumping my shoulders as I hung my head.
I felt two others come up on either side of me, placing their hand and hoof on my shoulders. Looking up, I saw Adry and Mallogory, both with looks of concern.
“Don’t give up,” Adry said, lifting my chin with her hoof.
“You’re too badass to just quit,” Mallogory said, giving me a confident smile. “Where’s that chick that was kicking my ass back in the Dome? Or the mad bitch who defeated Leem?”
This at least brings a small smile to my face.
“We have a way to win,” Jero said, getting me to look at him. “It’s complicated,” he said as a little fairy thing flew up beside him, looking at me with a little animated face.
“What the fuck?” I said with a shake of my head. “You’re going to have to explain this one to me.”
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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Chapter 29
I flapped my wings as I flew the way Lance had walked, my head reeling after getting a major info dump from the others revolving around the current situation.
Yes, we had a way to kind of fight the Watcher, but that little UAD fairy guy is very adamant that he can’t do it alone, that he can only provide support during the fight. So I’m not very hopeful about winning this fight. At least, not in our current state.
We’ll need to prepare a lot more before we’re ready.
It didn’t take long till I found Lance, leaning on a railing overlooking the crash site of my ship.
“Hey,” I said as I leaned up next to him, putting him on my right side so I could see him.
“Scamp, I’m so fucking sorry,” he said, tears resuming to fall from his eyes.
“Ain’t nothing to be sorry for,” I said in a playful tone as I punched his shoulder, trying to cheer him up.
“I abandoned you, I chose not to save you, and look at you; you’re disfigured and missing two legs! And half blind!” he choked out, snapping his head away from looking at me.
I raise my eyebrow, smirking, “Come on, I’m not that ugly, am I?”
He lets out a sobbing laugh as he turned back to me, “I’ve just been using you, Scamp. You want to help me for some reason, and I’ve just been taking advantage of that. When you were taken, I told Bronwyn you could handle yourself and that I didn’t need to go after you. But in reality, I didn’t want to give up on my goals just to save you.” His face was a mess as he spoke, “I like to pretend to be this great, caring guy, but I’m just a selfish prick who thinks of himself as the main character and all of you as supporting cast.”
Ouch, his honesty actually did hurt to hear. But regardless…
“Lance, you are the biggest asshole I’ve ever known,” I start, causing his shoulders to slump. “You do everything to serve your own needs, and don’t even get me started on that inflated ego of yours.” I then reach out with a wing and lay it on his shoulder. “But that’s not all you are. You are loyal, caring, loving, and very supportive. Sure, you got flaws. But guess what, so do I. We all do.”
He didn’t cheer up as he just frowned at me, “I don’t know what’s with you, Scamp. You’ve put yourself through hell for me, and all I’ve done in return is send you further into hell. That’s all I do to those around me, and yet you all just keep following me.”
“Just something about you,” I reply, smiling at him as I flick some tears from his face with my wing. “This self loathing you’re doing right now is ugly, and selfish. Buck up, be the stallion I know you are, and get back to leading us. We need you to be stable. You are what is holding everyone together, if you give up, then we all will.”
A smile finally tugged at his mouth as he looked at me, “Now you’re acting like the parent between the two of us.” He reached over and pulled me into a hug, my one back leg struggling to keep me up. “Thank you, Scamp. I don’t deserve any of this, but I promise I’m going to treat you better going forward.”
I pat his back awkwardly as I return the hug, “Honestly, it’s okay. I’ll be fine no matter what.”
“You deserve better,” he replies as he breaks the hug, helping to steady me back onto the railing for support. “We need to get you new legs, you look ridiculous trying to stand on one leg.”
“Tis the plan,” I joke back as I lean my weight on the railing. Then smile at him. “I’m still here for you going forward, Lance. I meant what I said earlier, I’m going to do whatever it takes to get you back to your family.”
He leans back on the railing again, “I just wish I could take back letting you get taken earlier. That arena must have been terrible. The scars speak to that.”
I smile as I look out at the many firefighters and vehicles trying to contain the spreading flames from the crash site. “It really wasn’t that bad, if I hadn't gone, I wouldn’t have met my new friends.”
“They are a bit weird looking, kind of a grab bag kind of group,” he joked. “Especially that lizard chicken lady. Weird creature.”
“Careful what you say there,” I jokingly warn, hitting him with my wing. “She’s not weird.”
He looked at me with a wide grin.
“What?” I ask, raising an eyebrow.
Leaning towards me, his grin only widening.
“Lance?!” I yelped, eye wide at his strange actions.
“You like her,” he said simply, causing my eye to twitch and my face to turn red.
“N-No?” I stammer back.
“Oh shit! You do!” Lance laughed, slapping my back. “I was starting to wonder if you had it in you. I thought you were going to stick to the whole ‘no time for love, must fight!’ motto you seemed to be living by.”
I look away from him as I stare out over the fiery scenery. “I do not have time for things like that. Especially right now. We need to focus on the Watcher and how we’ll fight him.”
“Yes, but we can’t neglect ourselves here,” he said with a smirk. “Take it from me, don’t let happiness slip by.”
“Lance,” I reply with a sigh, “No. She’s not interested, we just met recently. Just because I have a little crush doesn’t mean I need to jeopardize everything just to satisfy a juvenile crush.”
“Twilight and I fell for each other right from the beginning. It happens,” he says, trying to convince me.
I just chuckle, “That’s actually not a good thing to do. You two got lucky, but going all in on someone you barely know like that is a terrible idea. So I think I’ll stick to doing things like this my way.”
“And what’s your way?”
“Avoid the topic and move on.”
He sighed at this, “Spoken like someone who’s never been in love.”
“I have been in love, once,” I said a little colder than I meant to, causing him to recoil slightly.
“Oh, I just kind of…”
“Assumed?” I finished, then smiled sadly at him. “It’s complicated. I know you know who the members of my team were. Parker and I had feelings for each other, but never acted on them. Not even one date. We didn’t want to stop working together, so we decided to act indifferent to each other so no one else would realize.”
“Scamp,” Lance said in a caring tone as he put a wing over me.
“Yeah, sucks, right? I met the one person out there that I just fell in love with, and I never did anything about it. We cared too much about our positions on that damn team.” Wiping a tear that suddenly appeared on my face, I looked at Lance, “So, let me do this my way. Let this little crush die so I can focus on killing the Watcher.”
“Sounds like you’re making the same mistake here that you made with Parker,” he suddenly said.
I spun on him and punched him in the face. The two of us fell to the ground, me because of balance issues, and him because of the sucker punch I’d just given him.
Neither one of us tried to get up as we laid there on the ground, eyes staring straight up into the sky.
Lance made a groaning sound as he rolled over and sat up, looking at me as he rubbed his cheek.
My lip trembled as I squeezed my eye shut. “Just…. Please, I don’t want to experience that pain again. Watching Parker die… it killed a part of me. And if I fell for someone else and that happened again, I don’t think I could go on.”
He didn’t reply right away as he sat there, staring at me. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that the way I did.”
I didn’t respond.
“I think you should think about it at least,” he says carefully. “Living with that pain is something I hope I never have to face, but you deserve to be happy.” He placed a hoof on mine. “You said you have my back, well, I have yours. You’re family to me at this point. I’ve been a terrible family member to you, but I will make up for that.”
“Trying to be my dad?” I ask, opening my teary eye as I looked back at him.
He just laughed in response, “No, there’s no way I could be a Darkest Bleak.”
“I don’t need a dad,” I say as I push myself up and wrap a leg around him. “I just need someone who’s on my side and won’t die on me.”
“Yeah, that I can do,” he said as he returned my hug tightly.
“I’m not sorry for punching you by the way,” I say as we broke the hug.
“Fair,” he replied with a smile. “So, what of your little crush?”
I sigh and roll my eyes, “I’ll think about it, okay? Happy?”
“Very,” he said as he stood and held his hoof out for me. I took it, being pulled up and leaning onto the railing again.
“You’re a persistent asshole, you know,” I say with a smirk.
“Damn straight,” he laughs as he starts walking back to the group. “Coming?”
“Nah,” I reply, staring out over the chaos of the amusement park trying and failing to stop the fires. “I think I’m going to watch the beautiful scenery for a little while.”
“Beautiful scenery?” he parroted back as he turned to leave, chuckling to himself.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TWitieCY23k&ab_channel=ScratchAG
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Some time had passed since Lance went back to the group, and the sight before me had developed into a full blown firefighting operation. Ego and water flying everywhere as the massive wall of flames just kept burning on.
Sure, a lot of people are dying down there, but nothing I can do about it.
“There you are,” Moxxi said from behind me.
Turning, I saw my friends approaching.
“That Lance guy said you were over here,” Reinhardt said as her cloak flowed in the wind.
I smile at them, “I just needed some alone time to think.”
“Great place to do some thinking,” Mallogory said as she looked out over the chaos.
“Poor fucks,” Reinhardt chuckled, leaning next to me on the railing.
I look at each of them, sighing, “Well, you all accomplished your goal. I’m back with Lance’s group. You’re free to do whatever you want now.”
“You keep trying to run us off,” Moxxi laughed, sliding up beside Reinhardt. “It’s like you want us to leave or something.”
“Oh no,” I say, grinning at the little goblin, “I love having you guys around. But you see how dangerous it is around me, I don’t want you all to get hurt.” I frown, “Like Drake.”
Everyone lowered their heads at this.
“That damn idiot, he always wanted to be swept off his feet. Guess he got what he wanted, even if not exactly what he meant,” Moxxi said with a half hearted chuckle. “I miss him, is that weird?”
“No, he was a peculiar guy,” Beans said, clicking. “But he was a great person to have around. He acted like he didn’t care, but he did. He always made sure we had what we needed.”
“I should have forced him to follow you, Beans. Instead I let him linger by that window…” I said, slumping.
“Stop that, right now,” Doc said sternly. “Don’t blame yourself. He was his own man, and he made his choice. Playing the ‘what if’ game will only hurt you and not change a damn thing.”
The bluntness surprised me, but I nod to him. “Thank you, Doc. I needed that.”
“I don’t know about everyone else, but you’re stuck with me,” Mallogory said, making a finger gun at me and winking.
Trying not to blush, I turned to Reinhardt, who just flexed her arms and struck a pose.
“Oh, you already know I’m in for the long haul! Being friends with you brings all the fighting to me!” She held up her arm that was severed at the elbow. “Plus I get this cool battle damage to show off!”
I can’t help but laugh at her actions as Remi slithers up to me, holding up her board. ‘Best friends don’t leave each other’ and there was a little picture of the two of us cheering together.
Reaching out with my wing, I patted her shoulder, causing her to bristle happily.
“You all have grown on me, so you know, stuck with me and all that,” Moxxi said as she kicked a stone over the railing. “Just don’t think that means I’m going to be all mushy and shit.”
“I’m afraid if I leave you’ll all kill yourselves,” Doc said with a smile. “And I think of you all as my real family.”
Despite myself, I wiped a tear from my eye as their words were pulling at strings I didn’t know I still had.
“I love you guys,” Beans said in a crying voice as he reached out with his mandibles and hugged all of us together.
“Gah! No group hugs!” Moxxi yelped, but didn’t fight that hard to get out of the hug.
“Oh silence little greeny,” Reinhardt laughed as she threw her arms around all of us, helping Beans give us a massive hug. “Enjoy the family love!”
“Little greeny is racist!” she called out, but wrapped her arms around myself and Remi.
“I don’t do hugs,” Mallogory said, but Remi just pulled her into all of us even harder. “Geez! Fine!”
We all squeezed each other, the hug not actually feeling awkward.
Slowly, we all broke it and stepped back, looking at each other.
“Wow, so this is what it's like to have a family,” Reinhardt suddenly said in a serious tone.
Moxxi smiled slyly, “If this is a family, who’s the parents?”
“No one, but you’re definitely the baby sister,” Doc chuckled as he ruffled up her hair.
“Oh you bastard!” She snapped as she tried to fix her hair while the rest of us laughed at her.
My eyes lingered on Mallogory’s laughing face.
Damn it, Lance.
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When the world ends, a young man gets a chance to relive his life in the world of Equestria.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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2022-11-06T02:10:12+00:00
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Chapter 30
As my friends and I returned to the main group, everyone looked towards us.
Jero was the first to approach as I sat down at a table, “how’d the talk with Lance go?”
“Good, actually,” I replied with a little grin.
Greg and Pinkie Pie walked up, both looking overjoyed to see me.
“Scamp, this is my amazing wife, Pinkie Pie. Babe, this is the badass I’ve been telling you about,” Greg said as he slapped my back with pride in his voice.
Pinkie Pie got really close to me as she looked me over, a large smile on her face. “You’ve been through the wringer, huh? Does it hurt?” She pointed to my burns.
I just blinked, then smiled, “Nah, Doc over there healed them completely. I’m good to go.”
She suddenly hugged me tightly, “welcome to the family, Scamp! We’ll celebrate once we’re all back in New Ponyville!”
“I look forward to it,” I reply, the hug catching me off guard.
“Come on, babe, I think our overbearing excitement might be a touch to much for her right now,” Greg said with surprising maturity.
Pinkie leaned back and patted my cheek, “she feels the same way.”
“Huh?” I ask in confusion.
But Pinkie just winks and hops away, following Greg.
She really is just as random as the book made her out to be.
Next up was Rainbow Dash and Rarity, who walked up cautiously.
“Dear, now that everything has calmed down, how are you feeling?” Rarity asked in a caring tone. “Need anything?”
I can’t help but smile at her kindness, I’m definitely not use to ponies being like that. “Thank you, but I’m good. I look worse than I really am.”
“But you’re burned to a crisp and missing legs!” Rainbow blurted out, getting her mouth clamped by Rarity’s magic.
“Rainbow Dash!” She turned to me with an apologetic smile, “I’m so sorry about her. She was born without a filter.”
“I prefer the bluntness,” I admit, waving my stump around. “I’ll be fine going forward.”
Rarity just smiled as she used her magic to fix my mane a bit, “Well, darling, we’ll watch out for you. When we find my husband I’ll have him sing to you, that’ll cheer you right up.”
I stared at her, realizing she didn’t know Peter was gone. Looking to Lance, who had heard what was being said, he shook his head. A begging look on his face.
Hiding this from her is going to backfire.
Turning to her, I started to tell her the truth, but her genuinely happy demeanor halted any words that were about to come out.
“… I’d love that, Rarity,” I finally said, disappointed in myself.
She beamed as she turned, “I’m going to make you something to wear. Give you that eye catching look that you deserve!”
As she walked away, Rainbow frowned at me.
“You and Lance both act weird when Peter is brought up,” she narrowed her eyes at my nervous look, then sighed. “He’s gone, isn’t he?”
“Yes,” I say softly, watching her reaction carefully.
But she just shook her head sadly, “that’s going to destroy Rarity. Peter and Jasper are her whole world.”
“Are you going to tell her?” I ask.
Rainbow Dash looked pained, but gave a nod, “I am. After this. She’ll hate us for not telling her, but honestly I prefer that to her losing it out here.”
“That’s my thoughts exactly,” I replied with a frown.
Rainbow lifted off the ground, giving me a grin, “I think I’ll leave you two alone for a moment.”
As she flew away, I raised an eyebrow. Me and who?
Turning, I saw Adry taking a seat across from me.
Oh we’re doing this talk now.
“Hi,” she said awkwardly.
“Hey,” I replied with a forced smile.
We stared at each other, neither of us knowing what to say.
“So…” I said slowly as I tapped my hoof on the table, “what’s your husband like?”
She blinked a few times, then a wide smile broke across her face, “Darkest? He’s an amazing stallion. Loving and caring, and has the most adorable snore when sleeping.”
“Huh,” I said as I rubbed the back of my head, “I’ve never heard him described that way. Usually it’s he’s a massive psycho with violent tendencies. A major prick.” My eyes widened as I looked at her, “that may have come out wrong.”
To my relief, she laughed, “oh no, that’s also spot on. He’s a very rough and tumble stallion, who is dead set on doing everything his way.” A sweet smile touched her lips, “but that’s one of the many reasons I love him. He’s never hurt me, and goes out of his way to make me happy.”
She then leaned back, looking into my eyes, “can you keep a secret?”
“I can,” I reply, my tension in the situation mostly gone.
“I don’t want the others to know, because they’ll treat me differently, but since you’re my daughter from another timeline, I feel you should know.” She rubbed her stomach, “A few days before all this happened, Darkest and I found out I am pregnant.”
“You’re pregnant?!” I yelped, but luckily not loud enough for the others to hear.
She giggled happily as she shushed me, “I am!” She reached across the table and took my hoof in hers, “the funny thing is Darkest and I agreed on the names already for if it’s a colt or a filly. Flynn for a colt,” She gave my hoof a little squeeze, “and Scamp for a filly.”
This somehow brought a tear to my eye.
“I guess we’ll have to change that one, seeing as you already have it.”
I used a wing tip to wipe the tear away, clearing my nose as I did so, “no you can make them anything you like. I’m not your real daughter.”
Adry pulled herself over the table and hugged me tightly. “I know I’m not your real mother, and I could never replace her. But I feel a deep connection to you, a bond. I’d love to consider you my daughter.”
“But I’m older than you,” I laughed as I found myself crying lightly.
“Technicalities,” she replied, squeezing me harder.
I then threw my leg and wings around her, hugging her just as tight as the floodgates opened. All the pain and mental suffering I’d endured pouring out of me as I began to cry messily into her shoulder.
“It’s okay,” she said softly as she rubbed my back. “We’re going to be okay.”
ooo000<^>000ooo
Lance watched Adry and Scamp embrace, the later sobbing freely.
The sight pulled at his heart strings as he had to look away to keep from crying himself. That’s when he saw the one named Mallogory slide into the bench next to him.
“Alright striped horse, what’s your story,” she asked with a wide grin. “I know some of your story, but what I really want to know is your kill count.”
“I don’t keep track of that,” Lance lied, not wanting to admit he remembers the face of everyone he’d killed.
“Boo, what kind of warrior doesn’t keep track,” she said, taking his hat from his head and putting it on her own.
“I’m not a warrior,” Lance retorted, eying her hard, “I only do what is necessary for my friends and family.”
“Sounds like a warrior to me,” she replied, flicking the tip of the hat up dramatically. “Where’s this book I keep hearing about?”
Lance frowned as he pulled out a copy of his book, “knock yourself out.”
“Sweet,” she said as she took it and stood up, placing his hat back on his head.
As she walked away, he shook his head, and muttered, “what the hell does Scamp see in her?”
“What do you mean?” Jero asked as he sat down with Lance.
“Eh, just talking aloud,” Lance replied, changing the subject, “any idea what comes next?”
Jero shrugged, “honestly no. We can try to find the others, but I’m sure Lorenzo or the Watcher will expect that and be ready for us.”
“As much as I want to find the others, we need to think clearly about our next move.” Lance frowned, “I just hope the kids are okay.”
Jero’s eyes widened as he looked at him, realizing he hadn’t been there when they recapped with Scamp.
“Lance, the Watcher has ALL of our kids, not just Spark.”
His eye twitched as he looked to his friend, “seriously?”
At Jero’s nod, Lance cursed, “that complicates things.” He looked back to Adry and Scamp, seeing them both crying now as they seemed to be talking about Scamp’s time in her original dimension.
“We need time to think, to prepare. If Greg survives that drug, then I guess we’ll go from there.”
“Any idea when he plans to try it?” Jero asked, looking at Greg, who was laughing with Moxxi as the two shared a joint.
“He said when he’s ready,” Lance sighed. “No need to rush him right now. This group needs a breather.”
“You’ve calmed down,” Jero observed.
“Yeah,” Lance said with a grin, “I cleared up things with Scamp, so I just feel like myself again.”
An argument drew their attention as Calypso and Doc went back and forth on proper use of their healing abilities. It wasn’t super heated, so Lance didn’t feel the need to interrupt.
“I’m going to come up with a list of tasks for everyone,” Lance announced to Jero. “There’s a few things we can do at least while we wait for our next move.”
“I’ll help,” Jero offered.
Lance smiled as he pulled out a pen and paper.
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“Gather up, guys,” Lance called out as he jumped up on a table while the others made their way towards him from all edges of the pavilion.
Once they were all gathered up, he announced, “Jero and I have prepared a list of task we need done before we can move forward.”
“What kind of task?” Rainbow Dash asked, looking displeased with being given work to do.
“They vary, but they’re important,” Jero said from the ground beside Lance.
“We’ll be in groups of two and three,” Lance continued, getting a few looks of concern. “Don’t worry, we have communication and tracking devices for all of you.”
This seemed to appease most of them.
Lance and Jero had gone through Omnius’s pocket dimension and found a lot of useful gear and trinkets. Namely the devices they were going to hand out.
“So now I’ll call out the groups and pairs,” Lance said as he cleared his throat, lifting a piece of paper. “Calypso and Doc. Remi, Moxxi, and Rarity.”
As he spoke the groups began to form.
“Rainbow Dash, Beans, and Jero. Greg, Pinkie Pie, and Reinhardt.”
“Fuck yeah!” Greg yelled out. “I get the badass Orc lady!”
Reinhardt laughed loudly and ran towards him, the two slamming their hoof and hand together as they reached each other.
“Oooo! This is going to be so much fun!” Pinkie yelled out as she landed on Reinhardt’s back.
Lance looked back to his list, “Next is Adry, Drax, and myself.” With a barely visible smirk, he finishes the list, “Mallogory and Scamp.”
Glancing towards the mare, he saw she was giving him a stoic stare, not amused at all.
“Those are the groups,” Lance says as he looks back to everyone else. “Jero will hand out your envelopes with instructions, and your communicators. We will all meet back here as we finish. No rushing, take your time.”
As the items were handed out, Lance jumped from the table and joined his group.
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That little…
I rolled my eyes as Mallogory and I stepped out of the pavilion together. The others heading off on their own task.
“So what’s our job?” Mallogory asked.
Ripping the envelope open, I pull out a piece of paper with a few tasks listed on it.
“First on the list is to find someone who can build us replacements for our missing limbs,” I said after reading the first listing.
“Awesome! I want to find someone who can build a mechanical arm,” she said in excitement. “Always wanted one of those bad boys, but was not willing to cut my own arm off for one.”
I chuckle at her as I hover beside her, wings flapping just enough to keep me up. “I’ll take anything at this point, I just want to be able to walk and fight easily.” Looking around, I see a map.
Stepping up to it, I scanned it for anything of note. To my delight I saw there was a massive market district in the park. Just a tram ride away.
With this information, we began the long walk to the tram station.
After walking in silence for a bit, she turns to me, “Now that we have a minute, tell me this; are you actually from a magical forest?”
I snorted and laughed at this, remembering how I was always introduced by the announcer. “Not exactly. I come from a dimension with magical creatures though, so close.”
“I knew it’d be some kind of magical, like a child’s story book,” she said, tapping a claw against her bone plated face.
“Why does everyone associate me with a child’s fantasy book?” I ask, just getting a laugh I respond. “Okay, Ms feathered reptile, where are you from? A swamp?”
“Ouch, little pony can snap back,” she replied, stumbling like she’d been hit. With a chuckle she continued, “I grew up in a place called Seijern, which did have a swamp, but I did NOT grow up in it. Fun fact though, my race, the Kejtdra, are naturally just about six inches tall.”
“You look a few inches taller than six,” I say in a teasing tone.
“Haha,” she rolls her eyes. “I’m what’s considered a Wandering Kejtdra. Meaning I said screw staying in my home dimension and left to wander the Plains. Had a few hiccups, but I’m pushing through.” She patted her shoulder stump, “I mean till I joined you. Had barely ever been injured before encountering Leem.”
“Sorry about that,” I say, watching her flick her tail around. “Just so you know, you’re the only person to ever fight me and beat me into submission. Usually it’s the other way around.”
She flexed her one arm, smirking playfully, “what can I say? I’m the peak when it comes to what a warrior should be.”
“Sure, except for the fact you are untrained and only win due to a broken ability,” I point out, but she just shrugs.
“If it works, then who cares?” Then she got a bit more serious, “On a real note; you are the only being to actually fight me and make me actually try. Not counting Leem, since he’s basically just cheating.”
“I’ll admit, that ability is pretty amazing. If you’re still up to it, I’ll give you some real training that’ll turn you into a terrifying fighter.”
“Pretty sure I’m already there,” she said in a confident tone. “But I guess I wouldn’t mind letting you show me some stuff.”
“When there is time, I will,” I promise, giving her a salute.
It was at that moment my stomach growled.
Now that I think about it, it’s been a long minute since I last ate.
“Hungry?” She asked with a raised eyebrow.
“Starving,” I replied, looking around the booths for one that sold food.
“Looking for some flowers or hay?” She asked with a slight mocking tone.
“Nah, fucking meat,” I reply back, catching her off guard.
“Ponies eat meat?”
I laughed, “not normally. I've just always loved the taste, don’t really care for greens to be honest.”
“In that case, I think we’re going to get along just fine,” she then pointed down the rows of booths, pointing out one that had smoke pouring out of the top. “He definitely sells something good.”
We both quickly make our way over to it and are delighted to see a large beast cooking food on multiple grills and stoves, his many arms working fast as he made orders for others.
Mallogory and I took a seat at his booth, mouths watering as we looked over the menu above us.
“I can’t decide,” she said, eyes wide as she scanned the pictures of food.
“So many choices…” I said as I stared lovingly at the overly delicious pictures of food.
“Each item is of the highest quality,” the cook said as he strolled over to us happily. “What can I get you?”
Mallogory looked very conflicted as she looked over the menu frantically.
“One of everything!” I suddenly say, eye wide as I stare at him.
“Ma’am, that’s a lot of food, and expensive. May I recommend-“
“I’ll have the same!” Mallogory yelled, looking just as crazy as me.
“Ladies…” he started, but at our glares, he forced a smile. “One of everything, coming up!”
The two of us looked at the other, a bit stunned looking.
“Can you even put that much away?” She asked, smirking slyly.
“Me? Can you?” I countered, returning her smirk.
“Challenging me?” She raised an eyebrow.
“I am,” I reply, winking at her.
Two plates were thrown in front of us.
Without a word, we dove into our food, both of us being equally as messy and loud as we chewed through the first serving.
As we finished the first plate, another was pushed to us.
We smiled smugly at each other as we dove in again.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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Chapter 31
Two piles of plates sat in front of us as we finished off the last serving at the same time.
“Got your ass!” I cheered as I jumped up, looking a bit bloated and wings flapping harder than before to keep me up.
“If by got my ass you mean coming in second, then yes you did!” She yelled as she stood and slammed a foot down on the table, striking a little pose. “Two for two!”
“Bull!” I yelled as I flew my face in front of hers. “I swallowed that last bite as you were just starting to chew!”
“I swallowed that last bite like a fucking duck! Straight down the gullet!” She retorted, getting right back in my face as we stared wide eyed at each other.
“Ladies please,” the tired cook said from the side lines. “There’s no need for this yelling…”
“Who won?!” We both snapped, turning our heads to him.
He looked taken aback, even a bit terrified, “it was hard to tell…” as we glared harder at him, he waved all of his arms in front of himself. “Okay! The horse slammed her plate down a fraction of a second faster!”
“Yes!!” I roared, throwing my hoof into the air. “One for one! We’re fucking tied!”
“A fraction of a second?!” Mallogory bellowed, causing the cook to jump back.
I kicked a plate into the air and smashed it into my face, yelling in victory, “yeah!! A whole fraction of a second!”
“Please don’t break my plates…” the cook said quietly. He slowly pushed an orb towards us. “The bill…”
Before I could slap it, Mallogory put her hand on it, paying for the food. “Now it’s two out of three, I’m back to winning.”
As she ran out of the tent laughing like a maniac, I stared dumbly after her.
“Hey!” I yell as I fly after her. “That wasn’t a contest! We’re still tied!!”
“Not by my count!” Mallogory laughed as I slammed into her, sending both of us tumbling across the dirt.
As we came to a halt, both breathing heavily, we began to laugh. Our strange display was drawing a lot of stares, but we didn’t care.
Mallogory stood up and held her claws out to me, “two outta three.”
I roll my eyes as I allow her to help me up, “you’re terrible at counting if you think it’s anything but a tie.”
“Agree to disagree,” she replied happily.
We then noticed all the eyes on us.
“Oh screw off,” I yell out as we both start walking again.
She made a strange gesture with her claw at the crowd around us.
We waited till we’d walk far enough away from the judgemental stares of the crowd before talking again.
“You’re fun,” she said. “I expected you to eat like a dainty little pony, but you eat like a bottomless pit!”
“I’m just as surprised that you kept up with me. I’m used to being the odd one out when it comes to food.”
“I’ll admit, you’re impressive. But I still think I won,” she chuckled as we walked.
“You can think that, but the third party already ruled me the victor,” I said as I stuck my tongue out at her.
“Doesn’t matter, I’ll be winning the majority of our clashes. You can have this one tiny victory,” she conceded with a sly smile.
“All I heard is you agree I won,” I teased with a smug smile.
She rolled her eyes and pulled out a little pouch from her pocket. Fishing around in it, she pulled out what looked to be bits of iron scraps. She placed them in her mouth and began to chew loudly, the metal crunching in her mouth.
“You eat metal?” I asked in confusion.
“Got too,” was her response as she continued to munch on them. At my continued stare, she chuckled, “Kejtdra have dense metal skeletons, we need to eat iron to keep it maintained.”
“That’s fucking badass,” I reply in a low, impressed tone.
She wore a proud smile as she pointed to her mouth, flashing her teeth, “these fuckers can chew through basically anything.”
I flashed my teeth, the Ego blades popping out of my gums and covering my teeth, “well these babies CAN chew through anything.”
Her eyes widened as she leaned in closer, “do you have Ego blades for teeth?!” At my smug nod she whistled, “that is literally the coolest thing I’ve ever seen.”
Retracting the blades I smile at her.
“Now what’s your Ego?” She asked as we continued walking.
“Oh, I can shut off others' Ego, and I can transfer Ego around without using a soul jar,” I answered, getting a nod of approval.
“Can really screw with someone using that,” she chuckled.
“I know about your Thorn,” I say as I look at her cloth wrapped hand, “but what's your Ego?”
She got a smug look on her face, “Don’t have one.”
“Why not?” I asked in confusion.
“Who needs more power when you already have something as amazing as this?” she said as she flickered, going from being up right to being upside down, doing a one handed handstand. “Eh? Right?”
I rolled my eye at her, “That ability can take you far, sure. But you need to diversify your moves. Doing the same attack over and over again makes you predictable.”
She frowned as she pushed off the ground, performing a spin in the air and landing on her feet. “I stand by my motto of ‘one hit and done’.”
“What happens if you face someone who can counter it?” I ask.
“Simple, I just beat the shit out of them,” she says with a confident and cocky smile.
“That’s… a terrible plan,” I chuckle at her, causing her to fume.
“Well, I still beat you, so you know, bleh!” she stuck her tongue out at me.
I looked at her and stopped flying. “Okay then, how about a little spar? First to make solid contact wins.”
She smiled widely at me, “Really? You’re up for that?”
“Yep,” I said as I landed before her, the two of us squaring up. “I’m going to show you why you need to be a little more serious, and not rely on just a single ability.”
“When I win will you agree that I know better?” she asked as she flexed her claws.
“Sure,” I say back, smiling. “First one to land a hit on either the chest or head wins. You may start us.”
Mallogory rolled her neck as she looked to be limbering up, then she flickered. Even on just two legs, I easily dodged my head around her punch that appeared out of thin air. She flickered again as I deflected her reappearing fist with a wing, and then the next one as she flickered yet again.
I continued to block and weave around her attacks, easily telegraphing her moves. Finally the move came I was waiting for as she flickered and her leg came flying towards my face. Using both wings and my front leg, I caught her leg and sprang forward, slamming her into the ground using her leg as a lever.
With a twist, I threw her leg aside as I fell down into her, slamming my hoof into her chest. Her eyes went wide in shock as the hit connected.
Leaning down, a wide smile on my face, I softly spoke a single word, “Point.”
She groaned in annoyance as she sat up, looking very unhappy with the outcome. “I’m missing an arm, so I’m not at one hundred percent right now.”
I laugh loudly as I wave my two stumps at her and point at my cloudy eye with a wing tip. “You have no room to make excuses, I could legally be considered a cripple right now and I still beat you.”
Her frown slowly faded as she slumped her shoulders, then to my surprise, she smiled, “Fine, I see your point. MAYBE you do know a little more than me when it comes to fighting.”
“Good, the student is learning,” I say with a flip of my mane, giving her an award winning smile.
She just rolled her eyes and began to walk again.
Lifting back into the air, I flew after her, matching her pace.
“So,” she said after a few moments of silence, “I’ve been wondering, I skimmed that book that Lance guy wrote, and I saw how you were acting with that green pony, and I have to know. How are you connected to his book and everyone else?”
“That’s a long story,” I say with a light chuckle.
“We have the time,” she said, gesturing ahead of us. The tram station was still a bit away.
“Hmm,” I thought for a second. “Okay, but it’ll be boring for a bit till I get to the good stuff.”
“Hit me,” she said with a grin.
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As we finally neared the tram station, I finished my story, ending right when I was taken to the arena.
“I’m still hung up on all the throat biting,” she laughed. She really enjoyed the retelling of the Queen’s demise, asking a lot of questions about it.
“If it works, it works,” I replied, flashing my teeth at her.
She laughed to herself a few more times as we entered the station and then the train itself. As we took our seats, she finally stopped.
“Now it's your turn,” I said, turning to her. “Why’d you leave your home and become a wanderer?”
A conflicted look fell across her face, “It’s stupid and boring, you don’t want to hear it.”
“I actually do want to hear it, so spill it,” I assure her.
“And it’s not as fun and exciting as your story,” she warned, but I just waved her on. “Fine.”
She turned to face me fully.
“I was raised by a traditional family, and was expected to carry on the family name once I got old enough. But I had a much older brother who liked to travel outside of the dimension and bring back stories for everyone else to enjoy. Obviously, the family looked down on him, but not me.” She looked to be lost in thought for a moment before continuing. “The stories he’d tell us, filled with strange creatures and amazing worlds filled with adventure. It heavily influenced me growing up, causing me to question everything around myself.
“Then one day he never came home, and the family wrote him off as having died. I spent years wondering what happened to him, and eventually I’d had enough of my family and their overbearing attitude. I was finally at an age where I could take care of myself, so I left. It took some time, but I eventually figured out how to leave my home dimension and enter the Plains.”
She held up her hand, looking at it thoughtfully. “As I was preparing to leave forever, a Roaming Scapils appeared before me.” At my questioning look, she explained, “Oh, Scapils are pillars in my world that can unlock one's Thorn. The drawback is that many who use them die, with only a few deemed worthy surviving and gaining their Thorn.”
“A power that only unlocks at the risk of death is a bit much,” I say, not thinking I’d risk my life just for powers… then again I was desperate enough once that I probably would have. I guess it comes down to your circumstances.
“True, but it can be so worth it,” she says as she flickers, changing poses just to show off. She then resumed her position in front of me and cleared her throat, “So now that I had my Thorn unlocked, I was ready to face the world beyond my own. And let me tell you, I’ve rocked this world.”
“Didn’t you get captured and thrown into a gladiatorial arena, made to fight for others' entertainment?” I asked with a smug smirk.
“Two things; one, fuck you. Two, yes, I did,” she gave me a playful shove as she continued, “I’m getting there. Anyways, I traveled around for a few years before I found out my brother had indeed died. Just another body in this endless plain of existence. Finding and killing his killer wasn’t that hard, since it was the police chief of a large town. After that, I didn’t have a purpose. So I just began traveling around, doing whatever I wanted.
“That is till I got tricked by a man in a bar and woke up in a cell in the Dome of the Dead. Hell of a hangover story probably,” she said with a shrug. “Fought in there for a year before I got my Thorn back, then went on a winning streak till I lost to Leem in the tournament.” She smiled at me suddenly, “Then you saved me and here I am, free to do whatever I want again.”
“And you’re wasting it following me?” I ask with a chuckle.
“Eh, you’re not that bad,” she admitted, slugging my shoulder. “Better than that Dome at least.”
“I have to ask now, how old are you?”
“Twenty eight,” she replied. “Kejtdra live up to about a hundred and fifty years, so I’m still pretty damn young in that regard. You?”
“Older than you, I’m thirty two,” I replied.
“Eh, only four years difference, so don’t think you’re hot stuff being older than me,” she replied after giving me another playful shove.
The two of us smiled at each other as the train rocketed down the tracks.
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“You sure about this one?” Mallogory asked as we stepped into a tent in the middle of the market. “I mean, come on, there can’t be any quality prosthetics in an amusement park.”
I started to respond, but a salamander looking creature slithered into the room, a little hat on its head.
“AH! Customers!” it looked at our missing limbs, seeming overjoyed. “Customers with a need!”
“Hey, question,” Mallogory said as she stepped up to the large salamander, squaring up with him. “Do you sell junk, or is this stuff the real shit?”
“All real, all good quality,” the salamander said happily. “Need for fighting? General purpose? Maintenance work?”
“We need something we can use as normal limbs, no flair,” I said, not wanting an overly complicated body part.
“Keep it simple! Simon loves simple! Come come, sit and enjoy food. I draw for you!” he said as he ushered us to a couple of comfy chairs.
As we sat down, we began to pick up and eat the food before us, which was just simple sandwiches.
“THis is weird,” she commented, mouth full of sandwich.
“I’m getting used to it,” I reply, having decided that I’m just going to roll with the punches when it comes to how this place operates.
We sat there for a while, the salamander occasionally coming to us and looking us over.
“Sandwiches were good at least,” I said as we stared at the empty plate.
“He should have made more,” she commented.
“Drawings done, you will enjoy!” Simon said as he came back to us, holding up two very detailed drawings.
One showed a single arm with information all around it, pointing out every little detail. The arm looked just like Mallogory’s remaining arm, with no extra flair just like we asked.
Mine, however, was similar to Mallogory’s arm. Two legs that started like normal pony legs, but tapered off into a more Griffon style leg. Three claws on either leg that looked like they could retract down, leaving just a paw behind. Like the paw of a griffon..
“These new limps are better than original! They connect to brain, and work like normal body parts! Can even feel! Exciting? Yes!” Simon looked overjoyed as he looked at us, shaking the paper at us. “Feel like you never lost leg! Ego infused, so never be destroyed! You like?”
“I love!” Mallogory squealed as she looked at the drawing in glee.
I wasn’t as excited, since I’d prefer normal pony legs, but I had to admit, Ego infused limbs meant I could do a lot more with them. And the preexisting claws would come in handy.
“How long?” I asked, not caring about the price.
“Instant!” he laughed. “My Ego, can make anything as long as I have schematics!”
“Amazing!” Mallogory exclaimed. “Where do we pay?”
Simon raised his tail, which was holding a familiar orb. “Pay here!”
“You got it!” She said as she slapped the small orb.
I gave it a slap as well, causing Simon to swell with happiness.
“Please, sit down! I’ll begin!”
We sat down and he began to run around us, running his clawed hands over our stumps.
As I was about to tell him to stop, he leaned back, his Ego spreading to us. I felt a strange sensation as his Ego formed around my two legs, spreading down slowly.
Something felt like it was entering my stumps, but it didn’t hurt. Then I felt a strange snap like sensation in my head, causing my vision to blur for a moment.
“Done!” he announced proudly.
The cyan glow faded away from my legs, revealing very sleek and beautiful legs. They connected seamlessly with my flesh, looking like my skin had grown over the top part of the metal.
Moving them was the most natural thing ever, as I didn’t have to put any thought into it, just like my normal legs.
“Wow…” I awed in amazement, not expecting it to end this well.
Mallogory reached over with her new arm and tapped it against one of my legs. I could actually feel her through the metallic leg! Amazing!
Reaching over with my normal leg, I touched the metal, expecting it to be cold. But I found it warm to the touch, a very pleasant surprise as the prosthetics I’d been using were just hunks of cold metal that were uncomfortable to touch.
“You are now my go to guy for limb replacement,” Mallogory said as she shook his hand.
Simon pulled out a little device and placed it in her hand. “This give you my shops location! Use it to find me if services are needed!”
“Sweet!” she said as she pocketed the device. Flexing her new arm, she looked absolutely overjoyed with the results.
I hopped up and bounced in place a few times, loving how natural it was. No more pinching or tight fits!
After a few more pleasantries, we walked out of the tent, wide smiles all around.
“Alright! What’s next?” Mallogory asked with renewed vigor.
Pulling out the paper, I read the next task, “Have fun.”
“What?” She asked in confusion.
“It just says ‘have fun’,” I reply with a frown.
“There’s writing on the back,” she pointed out.
Raising an eyebrow, I turned it over, seeing tiny writing at the bottom.
‘Make your own adventure! Return tomorrow!’
“Why are they telling us to make an adventure happen?” She asked, looking mighty confused.
I frowned, knowing the answer.
Lance just can’t let this one go it seems.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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There's a video in this chapter that is a crude recreation of a scene. It's only purpose is to show off Scamp's canon voice. Because I apparently just had to do it. XD
Chapter 32
“We can try and hunt down a criminal in this amusement park?” Mallogory offered, but I just sighed and shook my head.
“Not challenging enough, plus I’m sure at least fifty percent of these park goers are criminals in some respect,” I said as I leaned back rubbing my face with my new paw.
“Making our own adventure is stupid,” Mallogory huffed as she crossed her arms.
I looked around, trying to come up with a plan but was coming up blank.
“Do we have to stay here? I know of a few places we could check out,” she offered.
“Hm,” I thought for a moment as I pulled out the communications device. “If we leave, then we’ll be unable to easily return, according to Lance. But if we have a connection here, we can always get the new teleport coordinates.”
She beams at this, “Then let’s go!”
“Want to make it interesting?” I ask, smirking at her as she starts to stand up. This caused her to blink at me in confusion, then slowly return my smirk.
“What ya got in mind?”
Leaning back in my chair, adopting a coy smile, I gesture between us, “How about we do an adventure and NOT use any kinds of powers or our weapons?”
Mallogory slowly sat back down, rubbing her chin, “So basically, we just act like normal ordinary people and can’t even touch our Ego weapons?”
“Yep,” I answered, getting a nod of approval from her. “All we can use is whatever items they have in the area we go to. But nothing special. As basic as possible.”
“What’s the point though?” she questioned.
“Training,” I responded, but then winked, “but also, the first one to break and use an ability or Ego weapon is the loser. And will have to henceforth be referred to as Second Place.”
“Ooo,” she rubbed her clawed hands together. “I love it. I’d like to add that the place we go must be random, so neither of us have an advantage.”
“Excellent,” I say as I clap my hooves together once. “So, rules understood?”
“Yes,” she said with a sharp, excited nod.
“Then let’s go get teleported somewhere random!”
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It took some walking, and a few tram rides, but we eventually returned to the teleport hub for this area.
We entered the hub and stepped up to the console.
“I got this,” Mallogory said as she stepped up and pressed a few buttons.
“Please say your command aloud,” the soothing female voice said from around us.
“Teleport to a random location, questionably moral citizens, and a low magic setting,” she said in a plain robotic voice. She then gave me a thumbs up as the lights flashed around us.
“Teleport parameters set, searching,” the voice said as the lights continued to flash.
After a minute, it stopped.
“Location Reached. Thank you.”
“Let’s see what we got,” I said as we walked out of the hub and out into a massive city.
It appeared to be very similar to Manehattan, with crowds walking down the streets and cars flying down the streets. The creatures appeared to be bipedal rats, the same height as a normal human.
“Oh, a rodent filled city,” Mallogory said, a touch of disappointment in her voice. “I was hoping for something a little more… exciting.”
“Well, you never know, they could have some crazy adventures here that can challenge us,” I say as we watch a guy help a old lady across the street.
“I asked for citizens with questionable morals, that’s just a guy being a good citizen,” Mallogory said, looking upset.
“Actually,” I say with a smirk, “You said, and I quote; ‘questionably moral citizens’. Pretty sure that’s the opposite of what you wanted.”
“So they’re all basically good?!” she asked with a look of both disbelief and anger.
“Guess we’ll just have to see,” I say as I start walking towards a street leading away from the teleport hub.
“Can’t we just change locations?” she asked, pointing back at the hub.
I turn my head, smirking, “Sure, but that means you give up.”
“You little bitch,” she said as she narrowed her eyes, but she followed after me anyways.
Pulling out the communicator, I key up Lance.
“Lance, Mallogory and I are in a different location for a bit. We’ll need the new teleport coordinates at some point.”
There was a pause before he replied, “Cool, be safe you two.” I could just hear the smugness in his voice, thinking his plan was going exactly as he wanted.
I just rolled my eyes and put the device away and continued forward.
The two of us walked down the street, weaving through the rodent citizens.
“This place is too normal,” she complains.
“When things are this normal on the outside, then it’s got to have some dark shit on the inside,” I assured her, getting her to smile.
“You sure? Because I’m ready to start kicking ass,” she said as she flexed her arms.
Looking around, I started scanning the shops, but everything around us was just restaurants.
“First up, weapons,” I say as I watch the cars going by.
“Hell yes,” she replied with excitement.
Watching the cars go by, I finally saw what I was looking for. Stepping up to the curb, I started waving my hoof at an approaching car.
A yellow taxi pulled up to us.
“Really?” she asked, looking at me with a raised eyebrow.
“Really,” I replied as I jumped in the back of the taxi, followed by Mallogory.
“Where too?” the cab driver asked, not even looking back at us.
I leaned up on the railing that separated us, “Any gun shops or places that just sell weapons?”
This caused him to turn and look at us, frowning as he did so, “Weapons? Why? Planning something?”
“Nope, just like to stay strapped,” I say with a laugh, but only get a grunt in response.
“I know of one nearby,” he said as he turned back to the front and pulled off of the curb.
As we sat there, the scenery outside flying by, I looked to Mallogory, “So, weapons, then we’ll look around for adventure.”
“Just… look around for it? Seems like a waste of time,” she said as she crossed her arms.
“Unless you know of something better?”
She smirked, “I may have an idea.”
The driver suddenly turned on the radio, blaring very loud music throughout the car.
Rude rat…
We remained silent the rest of the drive, the extremely loud music reverberating around us.
The taxi slowly came to a stop next to a section of buildings, most looking to be clothing stores. But right between a women's clothing store and a childs toy store, was a simple gun shop.
“Here you go, as requested,” the cab driver said in a bored voice as he tapped a button, causing an orb to raise up between us. “Pay first then the doors will unlock.”
I simply paid the price, whatever the total amount of souls it cost, and we stepped out. Without a word, the taxi lurched forward and rejoined traffic.
“What a lovely man, probably has a loving wife and kids at home waiting for him,” Mallogory said, getting a chuckle out of me.
Stepping into the gun store, I was delighted to see it was indeed just a simple no frills gun shop. With basic firearms lining the walls and display cases.
“Oh… this is exactly what I was hoping for!” I said with excitement as I rushed to a display case, looking at all the handguns within.
“These are… fun looking?” she said, not sure how to feel about the basic weapons before her.
A rat man walked out of the back and quickly came to the case before me. “See anything you like, missy?”
I scanned the firearms before me, not seeing any hoof mounted options. Then my eyes widened as I looked at my new prosthetic, flexing my paw. Could I?
“Let me see… that one,” I said as I pointed to a blocky semi-automatic pistol.
“Ah, Block 17. Good reliable gun, used by the police of this fine city,” the rat said as he pulled it out and handed it over to me.
I took the pistol in my left paw, happy to see that I could indeed hold and manipulate the pistol with my new appendage. This just opened up SO many opportunities!
Pulling the slide back with my hoof, I let out a little squeal.
“Liking the feel?” he asked.
Giving the handle a squeeze, I smiled. “I’m not sure.” I looked through the case some more, seeing a few more I wanted to hold. “Let’s try a few more?”
“Sure,” he said as he took the pistol back and pulled out the next one I pointed at.
As I was gushing about the guns, another younger rat was helping Mallogory pick out one for herself.
After handling almost every pistol in the shop, I sat down on my flank, four laying on the table before me.
“I can’t decide,” I mumbled, staring at each one.
“If you want my help,” the rat said, leaning on one arm on the counter, “I always say; choose the one that fits in your hand the best and you are the most comfortable with. Don’t go off looks or all that mess.”
I nod, looking them over again. Finally, I lifted up a silver plated one with black grips. “This one seems to be the best fit for my paw.”
The rat smiled as he put the others away. “Ah, the Ratta 92FS. A great choice, ma’am. First shot is double action while all follow ups are single action. Full metal construction with a seventeen round magazine. This one is a simple 9mm, but I do have a special edition that is a fifteen round 10mm if you’re interested.”
“10mm?” I ask, hearing my favorite caliber from my time working with Echo. “Yes please!”
Handing the gun back, he walked away and returned with a slightly bigger version of the pistol I’d just been holding.
Taking it in my paw, I was extremely pleased to find it fit perfectly.
Raising it, I took great joy in looking down its sights. I’m not used to using a gun like this, but hopefully the concept of hoof mounted will transition over. I’m extremely proficient at point shooting, since that’s the only way to shoot a hoof mounted pistol.
“Now, it’s a bit expensive,” he started, but I waved him off.
“Don’t worry about that. I need as many mags as you have, and ammo,” I said as I continued to manipulate the pistol.
“Of course! May I recommend a belt and pouches?” he asked as he went about grabbing what I requested.
“No, I’m good,” I said, already planning to use my pocket dimension as both a holster and a mag holder. It was the best option for me, seeing as I can’t just grab any of it and still hold the gun, easily at least. Plus, pocket dimensions aren’t against the rules.
I looked over to Mallogory as she held a large revolver in her hand, looking very pleased with whatever the shop employee was telling her.
The employee helping me came back with a box of magazines and plenty of loose ammo.
“I have thirty magazines in stock, and I’ve brought enough ammo to fill them, plus a little extra,” he said as he looked at me playing with the gun.
“Perfect,” I say with a grin as I put the gun next to the other items. “I’m ready to check out.”
“Yes, ma’am!” he said with a happy twitch of his long snout. “This way, please.”
We moved down the counter to an orb, where he entered in all the item prices. Once he was done, he presented it to me.
Not even checking the price, I slapped it, transferring the necessary souls. This seemed to excite him even more as he bowed to me a few times.
“Thank you so much, ma’am!”
“Uh yeah, sure thing, bud,” I replied as I placed the items in my pocket dimension and stepped over to Mallogory, who’d also just bought her own firearm and gear.
She turned to face me, holding open her cloak to show to bandoliers strapped across her chest and even a belt with more bullet holders running along it. Even a holster for her new revolver. The bullets themselves seemed a bit large.
“What’d you get exactly?” I asked, looking at the large revolver on her hip.
“Something called a 45-70 Gov. revolver, and from what I’ve been told, it has way more power than that little thing you bought over there,” she said as she patted the holstered gun.
“It’s not the size that makes a good weapon,” I say with a little smirk, “it’s how you use it.”
She just rolled her eyes, “you say that now, but wait till we see just how much more power I have than you.”
We step out of the shop, leaving the two celebrating rats behind us.
“The commission alone will pay my rent!” one said as they jumped around each other.
Leaving them to their celebration, we step back out onto the street.
“So, you have an idea?” I ask, referring to her earlier comment.
With a little flair, she pointed to herself, “I do, because I’m actually street smart. All we gotta do is find a charity based homeless shelter, and we’ll for sure find some connection to an underground crime ring.”
“Sounds like a stretch,” I say, but I had to admit it sounded about right. We had similar things happen back in Manehattan. Some ‘good doers’ would open a homeless shelter, or something similar, and host ponies in need. But on the side, they were taking all the donations and using the homeless population for their own needs. Usually labor or as mulls.
Awesome to know that’s a common problem that transcends dimensions.
“Trust me,” she replied, winking at me.
“Guess we’ll use another taxi,” I say as we flag down one that was passing.
Once we were inside, this cab driver seemed a bit nicer.
“Where you two heading?”
“Nearest homeless shelter, preferably one run by a charity,” Mallogory stated, getting a sympathetic look from the female rat.
“You poor things,” she said in a sad voice as she pulled the taxi into the street. “It’s not easy for non-rodents to make it in this city. So much racism is running rampant these days. But I’m not racist! I have a lot of non-rodent friends!”
We looked at each other and chuckled quietly.
“It’s okay, I didn’t think you were racist,” I say, trying not to laugh.
“Good, because I’m not!” she assured us as we drove along. “I personally would never date or marry a non-rodent, I want to keep my family line pure. Don’t want it to get tainted.”
Holding in more repressed laughter, we watched as her eyes widened once she realized what she’d said.
“Now I don’t think that makes me a racist! It’s just-”
I began to ignore her as she went off on a defiantly racist rant about how she is not racist.
Questionably moral citizens indeed.
I took the time to start loading my magazines.
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Upon stepping out of the taxi, it sped off quickly, leaving us standing before a building in a run down part of the city.
The building had a banner across the doorway that read ‘All Welcome! Saints and Sinners!’.
“I’m for sure the latter,” Mallogory snickered as we looked around the building.
A few rats sat out front, most adults, but a few kids hung around.
“Now that’s just sad. Homeless adults, sure, but homeless kids? That actually pulls at the ol’ heartstrings,” I say, watching three kids play near us.
“I guess, I don’t trust ‘em,” Mallogory said, eyeing them suspiciously.
“Oh trust me, I don’t trust these little shits at all. Still can feel bad for them,” I say as one runs up to us, looking me over with wide eyes. “Hey little guy, how you doing?”
“You’re ugly as fuck, lady. You fall in a grease trap or something?” the kid asked in a smug tone, causing my smile to fall into a frown.
“How sweet,” I deadpanned.
“Get lost, ya little fucker,” Mallogory said as she shooed him away with her claws.
The kid hissed at us and scampered back to his friends, all laughing.
“I take it back, I do NOT feel bad for them at all. I’m happy they’re homeless and I hope they continue to be miserable,” I say, getting a laugh out of Mallogory.
“Now we’re on the same page. Fuck them kids,” she laughed as we looked back to the building. “So, heading in?”
“Of course,” I say as I pull out the communicator. “But first, we should update Lance just in case something weird happens in there.”
“Sure,” was her only response as she walked forward a bit, her back now to me as she looked the building up and down.
Clearing my throat, I raised the communicator up to my face and began to speak, “Lance, we’re checking on a possible crime boss's hideout. If you don’t hear from us in five hours, assume the worst. Sending coordinates.”
“For real, be safe you two. I don’t know if we’d be able to actually help if something goes wrong,” he replied back as I sent our current coordinates for the teleport hub and this building.
“We got this,” I say as I lower the device, preparing to put it back in my pocket dimension.
As I tossed it towards the little portal opening, a little blur shot past. A small tail wrapped around the device and yanked it from the air.
I blinked as I watched one of the kids from the group rush past us, now holding our communicator.
“Did he just…” Mallogry asked as she turned to see what happened.
“Yep,” I replied as we looked at each other in disbelief.
Then we took off sprinting after the kid.
But I had to give it to him, he was a fast little shit! He weaved through the few rodents walking the streets expertly while the two of us just blew through them, sending people to the ground instead of dodging them.
“Help! They’re trying to mug me!” the kid screamed as we rushed after him.
A few people the kid had run by turned to us and tried to get in our way.
Bad day for them as we just plowed through them, breaking a few bones as we did so.
As we left the screaming good samaritans behind, we slowly began to catch up to the kid.
When he noticed us gaining on him, he turned down a different street and then sprinted straight into a building.
Luckily, we were right on his heels and only lost sight of him for a few moments as we slammed into the door he’d slammed in our faces. Flying ahead, I slammed into the door, taking it off its hinges in one hit.
I slammed into the ground on the other side of the door as Mallogory jumped over me and continued after the kid. As I scrambled to my feet, I saw a scared, one eyed male rat smiling at me from a doorway.
“Chasing kids?” he asked in a smug tone.
Ignoring him, I continued after Mallogory and the kid.
Sprinting through the building, I saw them run past a window up ahead. So I did the only thing I could, I spun forward and plowed through that window as well.
Landing on the outside, I was now only a few yards behind Mallogory. Flapping my wings, I flew after them, catching up quickly. I neared the kid, reaching out to grab him.
But just as I reached him, he zipped left down an alleyway, laughing like he was winning.
“Fuck this,” I say as I propel myself hard towards the kid and slam my head into his back, sending him flying into a large trash bin.
He yelped as I landed before him and pulled out my pistol, slapping him across the face as he tried to jump up and run again. “Stay down.”
Mallogory ran up beside me, drawing her own revolver and pointing it at the now bleeding kid. “You… making me run like that!”
“Give me my property back, right now,” I say in a calm and low voice, pistol trained on his little face.
He just smirked up at us as he lay on his back and held up his hands and tail, revealing them to be empty. “Don’t got it, never did have it either!”
“Hey, don’t play that game with us,” Mallogory said as she shook the pistol at him. “Tell us where it is, NOW!”
“Nah, don’t know what you mean, ma’am,” he said in a fake innocent voice.
“You little runt!” Mallogory said as she started to take a step towards him.
“I got this, okay?” I say to her, giving her a wink as she looks at me. This caused her to smirk and nod in response.
I cocked the hammer on my gun and slammed the barrel into his face, causing his eyes to go wide as I drew a bit more blood. “Hey kid, ever hear of good cop bad cop?”
He nodded slowly in response.
“This is going to go like that, except its going to be good cop, I’m going to fucking murder you cop,” I say in a very sinsiter tone, smiling the entire time.
His little eyes widened even more as the smirk finally fell from his face. I moved my finger onto the trigger of the gun.
“Are… you… going to kill me?” he asked as he started to cry real tears of terror.
I just smirked at him, “Yep.”
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He let out a scream of horror as he curled up in a ball, “I’m sorry! I just do what I’m told! Please, most people just give up and let us run away! Why are you doing this?!”
“Where is the item you stole from me,” I say darkly, not wavering at all.
“I gave it to my handler!” he yelled in a panic, eyes on the barrel in his face.
“When? Who?” I ask slowly.
“When we got in that building back there! He was standing at the door waiting for me!”
My eyes widened as I realized it had to be the man I saw. “One eyed rat fuck?”
“Yes, him!” the kid screeched, crying loudly now.
I frown as I look at Mallogory, she just shrugged in response.
“Where is his base of operations? Is it the building?”
“He lives at 53009 Fish Tack Ave! Apartment 828!” the kid yelled, giving us his exact address.
“Sweet,” Mallogory said from behind me.
Looking back at the kid, I pull the gun from his face and give him a rough kick. “Get outta here, go to school or something.”
He quickly took the hint and got up, running towards the end of the alleyway. Once he reached it, he turned and flipped us off.
“Fags!” then ran out of sight.
“Oh what lovely children in this city,” Mallogory murmured, then chuckled to herself.
“Just perfect Angel’s,” I reply as I look back to the building we just came from. “How much you want to bet that isn’t the building he was referring to?”
“It definitely is not. It’s probably somewhere else in this damn city,” she replied, putting her gun away.
As we began to walk back the way we came, I smiled up at her.
“What?” she asked with a raised eyebrow.
“Found an adventure.”
She just rolled her eyes and gave me a shove, “Sure, an adventure involving our only form of communication with the others. AND the only way to get back to them.”
“We got this,” I say with confidence.
“Oh, we one hundred percent do,” she agreed, smirking. “So many people are going to die, aren’t they?”
“Only if they play stupid games and get stupid prizes,” I answer.
“Fuck yeah,” she said as we slammed fist together.
The two of us strolled down the side road, heading for the building. Time to catch a rat.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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Chapter 33
The door opened and light poured into the dark apartment, illuminating the little hallway beyond the door and some of the living room beyond. A tall rat with scars and a single eye stepped in, holding a bag of groceries.
Upon entering into the living room, he side stepped into the tiny kitchen and put the bag down. Flipping a light switch, the entire apartment was filled with light as he opened the fridge and grabbed a bottle of milk. Turning around to walk further into the room, his eye widened in horror.
“Yo, fucker!” I said from his couch, my gun trained on him.
He took a step back, but Mallogory stepped out of the door leading to the bedroom, holding her own gun on him, “Yeah, don’t move.”
“What is this?!” he asked in a panic, holding the baby bottle of milk. Weird fucker drinking from a bottle, bleh.
“You know what it is,” I say simply, not getting up. “Where is the item that kid stole from us?”
“What are you talking about?!” he asked, feigning ignorance.
Letting out a sigh, I lowered the gun slightly, “Was really trying to avoid this.”
Pulling the trigger, I put a bullet in his thigh. He let out a wail of agony as he collapsed onto the ground, holding the wound.
“Next one is the gut,” Mallogory said, spinning her revolver, “And mine bites harder.”
“Nelson?!” a sudden feminine voice called from the doorway leading to the hallway.
“Daddy?!” came a second, much younger voice.
In ran two other rats, one closer to age to the male rat, and the other clearly a child. The female rat was holding a baby in her arms. They ran to him and fell on him, hugging him and asking him questions.
Mallogory and I looked at each other, eyes wide as we had not expected this. This apartment isn’t even set up for a family! There’s just a single bed!
Not sure what to do next, I just run with it, giving Mallogory a signal to just follow my lead.
“Nice family,” I say in as sinister a voice as I can manage. This caused all of them to look at me in horror as I stood up on my hind legs, gun still in my paw.
Mallogory stepped out, taking on a new persona as she acted the villain, “a nice family that would look so much nicer spread all over the walls and furniture!”
The voice she was using was the most cliché and ridiculous sounding voice ever for a villain, she was even acting a little crazy. Twitching and looking like an addict to add some character to herself.
“Just… please, leave them out of this,” the man asked, his tough side now gone.
“Yeah, no, they’re a part of this now,” I say, aiming my gun at the baby in the woman's arms. “Five seconds before I blow the baby away.”
“Holy shit! What is your problem?!” he yelled, but winched as I pulled the hammer back. “Okay! Just take the gun away from my son!”
“Gladly,” I say as I shift it over to his daughter.
“Fuck!” he yelped as his wife started sobbing. “Your stupid device is with Slinky Tom!”
“Where is this, ‘Slinky Tom’?” I ask calmly.
“Yeah, tell us or I’ll use my claws to skin each one of you alive, starting with the youngest!” Mallogory added unnecessarily, which had the effect she desired as they all began to panic even more.
“His address is in my black book!” he yelled, hugging his family close as his wife held down on his bullet wound.
“Where is this book?” I ask, keeping my gun on them.
“Under the bed, the board with the knot in it, lift it,” he replies, looking to be growing paler by the second.
Mallogory quickly stepped into the room. The sound of the bed being thrown against the wall was heard, followed by the sounds of the floor being ripped up with her claws as she went after all the boards, not just the one he mentioned. She eventually returned to the room holding a little book.
“Prefect,” I say as I start walking towards the door on my hindlegs. “Now I hope it goes without saying that if you’re lying, we’ll find you all, and deal with you each separately.”
“If you’re lying,” Mallogory said as she pointed to the baby, “then I’m eating the baby!”
They all whimpered and cowered away as we walked by. We kept our guns on them till we got to the door, then we took off running down the hallway. Racing to the window at the end of the hall, I shattered it with my metal leg and jumped out, hovering just outside it.
Mallogory climbed out and jumped on my back, I grunted at her extreme weight, with her metal skeleton and all, and flew us to the roofs of the buildings on the other side of the street.
Landing with a heavy thud, she rolled off my back and the two of us stared back at the building we’d just left. Far below, we saw a police car with its lights on pull up and two cops run inside.
“Looks like the neighbors called the cops,” I say, already knowing that would happen when I fired the gun.
“Good thing we got the wings of a flying horse on our side,” she teased as we stepped away from the ledge. She handed the book to me.
I looked through it, seeing lots of names and info next to them. “Well shit, this is a real black book, filled with all kinds of juicy info and names. If I was still a cop, I’d get a promotion for turning this one in.”
“Sweet, we got a lead and then some!” she laughed, pumping her fist.
We began to head for the other ledge, planning to fly across a few more buildings before returning to street level.
“Wait,” she said suddenly, turning to me as we walked. “Did we just become the bad guys of this adventure?”
“What? No,” I reply, rolling my eyes with a chuckle. Then I frown, “I mean, not really.”
“You threatened to shoot a baby,” she offered, looking conflicted.
“And you threatened to eat said baby,” I countered.
“Huh… I did, didn't I?” she said as she scratched the back of her head. “I kinda got lost in the moment.”
“Oh well, they’ll be fine,” I assure her as we reached the ledge and she started to climb onto my back.
“Will they?” She asked.
“Sure,” I say, preparing to take off. “After a few years of therapy for the kid, they’ll be back to normal.”
“Yep, we’re clearly the good guys here,” she remarks with a light hearted chuckle.
“Eh,” I jump into the air and soar to the next set of buildings.
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“So Slinky Tom works here?” Mallogory asked as we walked towards a car wash with all kinds of cars around it waiting for their turn.
“According to the book, he runs it,” I respond, eyeing all the rats around the building suspiciously. Especially the employees.
“How will we know which one he is?” she asked.
“No idea, I guess look for the most unique looking one. Or ask for the owner,” I offer.
“Think he knows we’re coming?” she questioned as we were nearing the front door.
As if to answer her, the door opened and a well dressed rat stepped out, two suitcases in each of his arms. He was yelling back into the building.
“When you see them, call the cops! I ain’t taking any risk!”
“He knows,” I deadpan as he turns and sees us. He doesn’t react right away, but then he yelps.
“They’re here!”
The entire area came to a halt as every employee looked towards us.
“Now, we’re just here to ask your boss a few questions,” I say, trying to deescalate the scene before it got worse.
They all responded by reaching into their coveralls and pulling out guns of their own.
“Ah, shit,” I say as the two of us dive to the side behind a car as the entire area lights up with gunfire.
“So much for just talking, huh?” Mallogory asked with a chuckle as she pulled her revolver out.
“Well, this means we can kill them in self defense,” I say with a chuckle of my own. “Just, don’t kill Slinky Tom.”
Opening my pocket dimension, I pulled out four grenades I’ve had for a while and handed two to Mallogory.
“Don’t these go against our rules?” she asked with a smirk.
“I’m pretty fucking sure they have fucking grenades here,” I counter in an annoyed voice as we pull the pins and start tossing them over the car.
There was some confused yelling, then four explosions. This caused the gunfire to die down a lot.
We smiled at each other as we jumped up and slid over the car, guns blazing as we gunned down any we saw in the open.
I flew forward, spinning as I went, firing with perfect accuracy at any I saw as a threat.
True to her words, Mallogory’s large revolver blew away anyone she hit with it. So I had to admit, the overpowered nature of her bullets were indeed attractive. Still, prefer my sexy 10mm.
While swapping mags, I saw our boy Slinky Tom jump into the back seat of a car as four others got in with him.
“He’s running for it!” I yelled out, dropping four more rats that ran out to join the fight.
“On it!” Mallogory yelled as she ran to a very nice looking car and pulled the occupants out. “Scamp!”
With a touch of flair, I back flipped over a car, firing as I did so, and propelled myself towards the car Mallogory had procured.
Flying through the open window, I landed in the back seat. She took the driver's seat and gunned it after the fleeing vehicle.
“Oh fuck yes, I’ve always wanted to do a high speed chase in four wheeled vehicles!” Mallogory cheered as she weaved around other cars on the road violently, clearly not knowing how to drive smoothly.
Up ahead, as we slowly caught up, the rats in the car with Slinky Tom began to lean out the window, shooting back at us. Bullets pinged off the hood, a few hitting the glass.
The window spider webbed horribly to the point we couldn’t see out the window clearly.
“Fucking badass!” Mallogory yelled as she swung her claws forward, finishing off the glass and removing it from the frame, allowing us to see once again.
I watched as three rats fired back at us, two leaning out the windows and one firing from the back seat through the back window.
“Want to know what sucks?” I asked, putting a fresh mag into my gun.
“What’s that?” she asked, not taking her eyes off the road as bullets hit all around us.
“Being really good with a gun kind of ruins all the fun of the chase,” I say as I raise my pistol and fire three times in quick succession. The two rats leaning out the window went limp and hung from the side of the car, while the third fell back into the back seat.
“You’re right,” she said with a frown. “Kinda ruins all the fun.”
“Yep,” I sigh as I fire two more times, taking out the back wheels.
The car up ahead swerved hard a few times then spun sideways, then flipped, rolling over itself multiple times before coming to a stop against a building.
“But at least that was cool!” Mallogory said with a wide grin as we pulled up next to the crashed car.
I climbed out the window and flew over, landing on top of the door looking down into the car while it rested on its side. Inside, I saw a few bodies, the driver being crushed to hell by a fire hydrant they’d apparently hit.
Luckily for us, but not him, Slinky Tom was still alive and conscious, trying to get out from under a body that had him pinned.
“Slinky Tom,” I called down to him, getting him to look up at me as I pointed my pistol at him. “You know why I’m here.”
“Aye, you fucking bitch!” he yelled up, blood coming out of his mouth. “And I’ll tell ya, but ya gotta get me outta here first!”
I fired once, hitting the body on top of him, sending blood up into his face, “Nah, I don’t think so. Info first, then I pull you out.”
“Bloody hell!” he yelped, using his one free hand to wipe the blood from his face. “Fine, fine! What do you want to know?”
Firing again, I sent more blood into his face. The bullet must have penetrated this time, because he yelped with panic. “Don’t play coy with me, Slinky Tom.”
“You’re crazy!” he yelled up at me.
Before I could respond, the top of the car right beside his head was peeled open as Mallogory used her claws to rip it open and reached in, grabbing a screaming Slinky Tom.
“No more bullshit, Stinky Tom!” Mallogory yelled, slamming him against the wall roughly.
“It’s SLINKY Tom,” he sneered, but she just slammed him against the wall again. “Okay, I’m a businessman, and you two are clearly very smart ladies. We can make a deal.”
Landing beside them, I propped myself up next to him, placing my gun against his head. “Yep, we can definitely make a deal! What ya got?”
He audibly gulped as he sweated against the barrel of my gun, “Uh…” He cleared his throat loudly as he shook slightly, “as I was saying, we can make a deal! For a little extra Ego-”
“Your life,” I interrupted.
“... Yes, for my life, I’ll tell you what you want to know,” he said through clenched teeth, clearly not pleased.
“Deal, now speak, rat,” Mallogory said as she pressed him against the wall even harder.
“Gah! You’re killing me here!” he complained.
“Yep,” was her only response.
“My device,” I say, egging him on.
He glares my way, looking past my gun, “Yeah, your fucking device. My boss has it now. Items like that are extremely rare and can go for a lot. Not everyday a dimensional communication device falls into your hands.”
“You know what it is then,” I say, getting a nod from him.
“Of course! We’re not idiots, you cunt-”
Mallogory slammed her bone plated face into his head, causing him to look extremely dazed. “Don’t disrespect her.”
We look at each other and smile.
“Eh… God, get a room…” he groaned, blood running from a fresh gash on his forehead.
I slowly break my stare with Mallogory and look back to the rat pinned to the wall, “Who is your boss?”
“Kelman Utop,” he spat out, getting blood on my face.
Wiping the blood with a wing tip, I pull out the book and flip through it. Surprisingly, the name was in the book, along with a few addresses and other random info.
“Good luck finding him though, not even I know!” he says with a laugh.
“02195 Bellmond Park Blvd, suite 74?” I ask, reading off an address.
“How the fuck…” he sees the book and slumps a bit. “He didn’t tell me you got his fucking black book.”
“Yeah, would have been good information to have, huh?” I mock as I put the book away. “Now, to sleep with you.”
Mallogory slammed her fist into his face, attempting to knock him out. But he just wails in pain and grabs his face.
“Oops,” she says as she does it again, but he still remains conscious. “Son of a bitch!”
We both began to beat on him, trying to knock him out, but he just did not go down! He just screamed and yelled for help as we gave him the beat down of a lifetime.
“Why!” I yelled as I slammed a metal hoof into his face. “WON’T!” I spun around and bucked him square in the face. “YOU!” Two more bucks. “SLEEP!”
We finally stepped back from him as he collapsed and started trying to crawl away, looking very disfigured from all the cuts, bumps, blood, and broken bones.
“Okay, this one was his fault. He really should have just went unconscious on the first hit,” Mallogory said in her defense as we watched him drag himself way with one arm doing all the work.
“We probably could have handled that one better,” I say with a sheepish smile as I rubbed the back of my head.
The sounds of distant approaching sirens got our attention.
“Time to go!” I yelled as we sprinted back to our stolen car and jumped in.
As she put the car in reverse, I leaned out the window and yelled to the downed but still moving rat, “Stinky Tom, you never saw us.”
He raised a shaky hand and flipped me off.
“You get the idea,” I say, giving him a finger gun with my mechanical paw.
As we sped away, I leaned back in my chair, looking at my blood covered hoof and paw.
“That was a bit unexpected,” she suddenly said.
I just started laughing at this, followed closely by her.
A few cop cars flew past us, but did not stop.
“Okay, we need to ditch this car, that cop made eye contact with me,” Mallogory said as she turned down a side street as I heard the sound of a car screeching to a halt on the main road.
I let out a groan, knowing what we were about to do again.
Climbing out of the car, I let her get on my back yet again, and I took to the sky. I flew us up to a roof top and sat down, letting her off. We peeked over the ledge to see the cop cars coming back around the corner and pulling up on our car.
They all got out and advanced on it slowly. Once they confirmed we were no longer in it, they spread out, looking for us.
“Sweet, got the cops on our ass now,” Mallogory says, a smirk on her face instead of a frown.
“Shouldn’t have been so good looking, then he wouldn’t have looked over,” I say, giving her a wink.
“Pretty sure it was the destroyed car,” she countered, but gave me a flirtatious look in return.
I held up my paw, “we will return to this topic at a later date, after we avoid the cops.”
“Nice distraction,” she teased as she climbed back onto me and we took off into the sky.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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Chapter 34
“Kelman Utop,” I said aloud as we sat at a dinner across the street from the address in the black book. “Crime Lord, and also a local hero.”
Mallogory chugged her drink and tossed it over her shoulder with a belch, “Even evil pricks can do some good, I guess.”
“Is this guy evil, or is he just evil in our story?” I ask as I finish off another soda and toss the can over my shoulder as well.
She just shrugged as she lifted a plate of food to her face and began to dive into it, “Does it matter? He has a chain of thieves that steal shit, and he has our device. That’s enough for me.”
“You got a point,” I say as I eat an entire burger in three bites.
Turning to me, she shoved some food into her mouth and spoke with a mouth full, “It’s been way past five hours, think Lance is doing anything to help?”
“Probably, knowing him,” I replied with a shrug.
“Ladies,” a male rat in a fancy suit said as he stepped up to our table, looking displeased. “I’m going to have to ask you to leave.”
“What? Why?” I ask, chugging another soda and tossing it behind me.
“Because of the mess,” he deadpanned.
“It’s not that bad,” I say as I turn and see two large piles behind our chairs; just cans, glass, plates, and silverware. “Ah, that is a bit bad.”
“Please,” he pressured, gesturing towards the door.
We looked at each other and chuckled sheepishly as we slowly stood up.
“Right, no problem,” I say as I put my hoof on the orb a waiter offered to me, paying our bill.
As we stepped outside, I chuckled. “I think this town is a bad influence on us.”
“Or we’re a bad influence on it,” she offered as we walked across the street to the large building with a statue of a firefighter outside it.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Ayla waving at me. Looking over, she made a strange gesture pointing up.
What?
She sighed and appeared next to me. “Can’t you see it?”
“See what?” I said aloud, causing Ayla to stop and look at me strangely.
“Eh, Ayla, my Ego weapon is trying to tell me something,” I say, getting a nod of understanding from Mallogory.
“The Ego attached to you and everyone else. Do you see it?” she asked, waving her hoof around us. “I couldn’t see it till we got closer to this area.”
“No,” I replied, seeing nothing around us. Not even Ego… which is actually a bit weird to be honest, as ever being we’ve come across at least has at least some amount of Ego emitting off of themselves.
“My Ego weapon is telling about Ego being attached to us,” Mallogory said, frowning.
“Mine too, but I can’t see it,” I replied, sighing.
She looked around, crossing her arms, “this is getting annoying now.”
Ayla stepped in front of me and lowered her head down to mine, “Let me share my vision with you.”
We touched heads and she phased away, seeming to become a part of me. NOt like fusing, but similar. As soon as she did, the world around me changed slightly; the sky went from being bright and sunny to dark and gloomy, with dark tendrils pouring down from the sky like arms, latching on to everyone in sight. Even the two of us.
“What the fuck?” I asked, confused at the sight.
“Are you seeing this too?” she questioned as she looked around, her eyes glowing slightly.
I looked up, “You mean the dark sky with the tendrils coming down and connecting to everyone?”
She turned to me, smiling, “Things just keep getting more and more interesting.”
“What’s the point of this though?” I asked as Ayla pulled out of me, returning my vision to normal.
“It’s stealing your Ego very very slowly,” she replied, then frowned. “And it’s influencing your actions, lowering your morals and bringing out the worst in you.”
Upon hearing this from both of our Ego weapons, Mallogory and I looked at each other smiling widely at each other.
“Questionably moral citizens!” she cheered, clearly overjoyed with this change in the situation.
“It all comes together!” I replied, the two of us giddy with excitement.
Turning our heads to the massive building before us, we now felt a new sense of purpose.
“We’re the good guys again!” she commented, clapping her hands together loudly.
Not wasting any more time, we gleefully danced over to the front doors of the building, getting strange looks from everyone around us.
Once at the front doors, a security guard stopped us.
“Hold it, employee’s only on the weekends,” he said, stepping between us and the door.
Mallogory started to say something, but I held up a hoof.
“No problem,” I say, pulling her away as we walk away from the front door.
“What’s the problem? We can take his skinny ass!” she said, pointing back to him.
I shook my head, “Now that I know something is affecting our morals, I think we should be more careful at what we do. No need to hurt an innocent security guard just doing his job.”
Behind her, I saw a kid run up to the security guard and ask a question. But the guard turned and tased the kid, causing him to run away screaming.
“Actually, I don’t think these guys are all that innocent,” I say with a frown.
Ayla appeared next to me, smiling widely, “I can block it, since I don’t have to worry about you using me in combat. With your little bet and all.”
“Ayla is saying she can block it, what about yours?” I asked, getting a nod in response.
“Is that breaking the rules?” Mallogory asked, unsure.
I thought about it, then shrugged, “I don’t see how. It’s not US doing anything, just our Ego weapons dealing with a mental attack. Sounds fair?”
She hummed to herself before just shrugging, “I say it’s fair game.”
“Sweet. Ayla, go for it,” I say, getting a wide smile in return as she faded away.
Then, as if a heavy blanket was lifted off of me, everything became clearer. My mind suddenly felt lighter, which I hadn’t even noticed till now.
As the veil was pulled, I sucked on my teeth loudly, “Oh boy, we REALLY went a bit crazy, didn’t we?”
Mallogory stared at me wide eyed, nodding, “Oh yeah. This place is no joke!” But then she went back to smiling, “which means we now have a real evil villain!”
“Fuck yeah!” I say as we clasp hands, giving each other a determined look. “Let’s get this guy!”
Returning to the security guard, he placed his hand on his gun, “Didn’t I tell you no entry?”
“You did,” I say as I approached, then moved in one quick motion, spinning on the ground and bucking him straight in the face.
He slammed into the wall and went limp, unconscious.
“Don’t kill the security guards,” I say as we push through the door. “Just in case they are indeed innocent of all this.”
“What about them?” she asked as we entered a lobby filled with at least fifty well dressed, and armed, rats, all just hanging around doing whatever they wanted.
“Eh…” I started, unsure as they all turned to face us. “Hey guys, just here to see the boss.”
We both slowly walked forward, walking into the middle of the lobby. None of them moved to stop us, just watching us in confusion.
“Yep, no need for violence,” Mallogory said nervously as we slowly made our way through the lobby to the elevators on the other side of the room.
As we neared the elevators, they opened and even more well dressed rats stepped out, these ones looking meaner than the ones around us.
“Kill them,” a voice suddenly boomed over the buildings intercom system.
It all happened very quickly; everyone around us began to draw their weapons, and the two of us sprang away from each other, weapons coming out as well.
The lobby filled with a symphony of gunshots and screams.
I slammed into the nearest rat, flipping over him as I fired away, dropping someone with each shot I took. Using my wings to keep propelling myself around, I slammed into another rat, using them as a launch board as I jumped towards another.
They all followed me with their guns, unable to actually hit me as I sprang around the lobby frantically.
On the other side of the room I heard the booms of Mallogory’s hand cannon as she sliced her way through the crowd.
One of the rats I sprang off of grabbed me as I hit him, holding me in place. A nearby rat pointed his gun at me and fired, but I luckily was fast enough to block the bullet with my metal leg. I responded by putting a hole in his face, then spreading my wings, breaking myself out of the grip of the rat holding me as bullets began to riddle the area around us.
I used him as a meat shield as I dived behind cover, reloading as I did so.
Opening my pocket dimension, I pulled out two more grenades and pulled the pins, giving them a toss towards the rats taking cover behind tables. Two explosions scattered the survivors and my well placed shots finished off those lucky enough to escape the shrapnel.
Jumping out of cover again, I fired away as I slid sideways across the ground. As I slid in behind cover on the other side of the room, I found Mallogory using a rat as a weapon as she swung him into another, sending both into the wall.
She sprang to the cover I was behind and got beside me, reloading her revolver.
“This is fun,” she commented as she closed the revolver and cocked the hammer.
I looked over our cover and saw just five more rats moving around, trying to get ready for us.
“Want to just run for the elevator and kill them as we go?” I ask, getting a smirk in response.
With an excess of flair, we flung ourselves over the wall we were behind and fired away as we sprinted across the room.
The remaining rats were quickly killed as we reached the elevators and jumped in.
“Which floor?” She asked, looking over the well over a hundred buttons lining the wall.
I scanned it quickly, then smiled, “Penthouse, of course!”
As we began to ascend, the elevator music kicked in.
We stood there, the music filling the silence as we moved slower than I'd of liked.
“It’s pleasant at least,” she said, nodding along.
I just shrugged and pointed to my head, where my own music was filling my head. “I prefer my own.”
“Wait, you’re listening to music right now?” she asked, eyes wide as she looked at me.
This caused me to chuckle, “Yep! I have an implant that plays music all the time. I usually change it depending on the situation, but I keep it going at all times.”
She turned to me, looking extremely excited, “I have one too!” Pointing to her head looking more happy than I’ve seen her, “I keep it playing music all the time! But mine changes on its own instead of me having to do it myself, but it’s always playing the perfect song for the moment!”
“You’re kidding me!” I say with equal excitement. “Do you have your own battle theme too?!”
“Yes!” she yelled happily as I stood on my hindlegs and we locked arms as we danced around in a circle. “It really keeps me hyped up!”
“This is amazing!” I cheered as we danced around together. “We need to swap music later!”
“Hell yes!”
The elevator jerked once as we continued to rise up.
We blinked at each other, remembering where we were, then smiled sheepishly.
We were ten floors away from the top.
“Follow my lead,” I said as I jumped up to the roof of the elevator.
Shortly after that, the doors opened, and bullets came flying in through the door, shredding the walls.
“Stop firing, they’re not in there!” a voice called out, causing the gunfire to stop.
“Shit, they must have gotten out on one of the other floors!”
“Check the camera’s!”
As they argued, I pulled the pins on all of the flashbangs, and a single grenade, held in my wings, and tossed them threw the door below us.
Screams were heard, followed by a few bangs and a loud boom.
Mallogory and I dropped down from the roof of the elevator and sprang through the door, firing away at the rats who had set up a barricade in the hallway outside of the elevator.
Jumping over the makeshift barricade, we sprinted down the hallway, eying the door at the end that looked to be the penthouse itself. Armed rats were coming out of doors all around us, but we just dropped any that stepped out.
Bullets flew around us as more appeared behind us. I jumped forward and spun, sliding on my back as I fired behind us, quickly dispatching the ones behind us. Flipping myself over, I resumed my dead sprint behind Mallogory.
Nearing the door, I propelled myself forward with my wings, shooting past Mallogory and blowing through the door. I took the door off the hinge and skidded across the floor on the other side, a few rats opened fire on me.
I rode the door across the ground, blasting away as I did so.
Mallogory burst into the room, revolver blowing away the few I missed.
Everything stopped as the last rat fell, leaving us alone in a large open living room.
“Huh, that was easy,” I say as I stand up, looking around for anyone else.
“So you’ve killed your way to my home,” a voice called out over the speaker system. “Why don’t you put your weapons aside and enter my office, we can talk this out.”
Mallogory looked at me, smirking as she holstered her gun. “He wants to talk civilly.”
Returning her smirk, I put my own gun away and we moved towards the one door that could lead to an office.
Stepping inside, we were met with a lone suave rat standing behind a desk with his hands clasped behind his back, looking out a window at the city below.
“Ladies,” he said, not turning to face us. “You’ve been busy, getting into my business, killing my men,” he turned to face us, revealing what could be considered a handsome face, “and terrorizing children. Tsk tsk.”
“Yeah, well you kind of started it,” I retorted as we walked closer, going to either side of his desk, forming a kind of triangle as we all looked at each other.
He pulled out our communications device and placed it on the desk, “One of my followers started this, and if you’d come to me directly, I would have returned this without a problem.”
“I doubt that,” I say with a sly smile. “We entered the building mostly peacefully, and you ordered everyone to kill us.”
“I did,” he said calmly, putting his hands behind his back again. “Because I thought you were unreasonable, what with all the killing you’ve been doing.”
“Keep your hands where I can see them,” I say in a commanding voice, my old police instincts kicking in.
“I have a bad back, this helps the pain,” he replied just as calmly. With a gesture of a single hand, he pointed to the device and took a step back. “Now, take this thing and get out of my tower.”
Mallogory slowly stepped forward and reached out, grabbing the device.
Before either of us could react, his right hand flashed to his side, Ego exploding from his body, as he fired a gun. Mallogory’s head snapped back as she stumbled back as he turned to me.
But I was already flying towards him, faster than he could react as my Ego grabbed hold of him and I slammed into him. He yelped in fear as I bucked him into the air, then flexed as all of my blades came out.
With a roar of anger I turned into a tornado of death, pulling him in just like I did with Leem. But unlike Leem, this guy couldn’t regenerate. Blood and gore sprayed all over the room as I pulled him into the vortex of death I’d become.
As I came to a stop, I landed on his desk, breathing heavily as I turned to Mallogory with dread. Just to see her sitting there, looking amused as she stared back at me. A little black spot was on her bone shield, which had stopped the bullet completely.
“Looks like I win,” she said as she stood up, touching the mark the bullet left. “Fucking bastard actually caught me off guard.”
Seeing her up and talking brought immense delight to me as I stared at her, breathing very heavily as my adrenaline crashed.
She blinked at me, and then smirked, “What? Seeing me get shot in the face scare you?”
“Yes,” I answered simply, causing her smirk to fall away.
We didn’t say anything else, just looked at each other in silence, both of us covered in gore from my attack.
Blood rained down on us from the ceiling, making little splashing sounds around us.
“What music is playing now?” she asked softly.
A small smile danced onto my lips as the music in my head played softly, “A sappy love song.”
“Same,” was her response as we continued looking at each other.
Then I couldn’t take it any longer and jumped from the table, landing in her arms as we pushed ourselves into an embrace, lips coming together. We squeezed each other as she spun us in a circle, not breaking our kiss.
The blood continued to fall like rain around us, almost like an old romance movie ending.
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Living The Dream
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When the world ends, a young man gets a chance to relive his life in the world of Equestria.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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2022-11-07T00:56:18+00:00
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Chapter 35
As the elevator slowly descended, I looked ahead, a goofy smile on my face. Glancing up revealed Mallogory had the same look on her face.
“I’m not much for relationships and shit,” I warned.
She just snickered and slugged my shoulder, “I don’t do all that lovey-dovey shit, so if that’s what you ponies are into, not happening.”
Giving her thigh a punch in response, I waved her off with my wing, “Trust me, I prefer it not to be all lovey-dovey.”
“So, we doing the couple thing?” she asked.
“I guess, if we’re on the same page at least,” I replied, looking up into her beaming face.
“Guess we are then,” was her response as the doors dinged open.
“FREEZE!” a cop screamed as at least a dozen cops stood outside the elevator, pointing their guns at us.
We glanced at each other, grimacing.
“Hands up!”
Not wanting to hurt anyone innocent, we raised our hands, me standing on my hindlegs to get mine up.
They push forward and pull us out of the elevator, slapping handcuffs on us. They moved us towards the front doors, reading us our rights.
Roughly, they put us into two separate cruisers.
I could easily break out of these restraints, but I’ll hold off till I could do so and not hurt anyone else.
The cruiser pulled forward and we began to speed down the road. I remained silent, looking out the window as we drove along.
“Why’d you do it?” the cop up front suddenly asked, glancing in the rear view mirror at me.
Turning to face him, I just grinned, “You wouldn’t believe me.”
“Try me,” he replied.
“That guy, Kelman Utop, was using his Ego to siphon Ego from all of you, and was influencing everyone in this city to lower their morals and do his bidding. I believe that’s the end game at least,” I said, getting a strange look from the cop.
“Kelman Utop is a hero,” the rat cop responded. “When this city was falling apart, he left for the endless Plains and returned with an ability that helped to pull everyone together. It’s thanks to him that we were able to survive the Collapse.”
“Yet he was lying to you all,” I countered, getting a nasty look in return.
The cop huffed, staring at the road ahead. “He was a good rat and you murdered him. Hell, he didn’t even run for mayor once, just wanted to help the city.”
I thought of responding, but seeing the angry look on his face, I decided to keep my mouth shut.
We remained silent till we got to the police station, where he pulled me from the cruiser and led me inside.
Processing was very similar to how it was back home, but here, they were a lot more rough. Or that could just be I killed their ‘hero’.
After being processed, I was pushed into a cell by myself. Not long after they led Mallogory in and shoved her violently into her own cell next to mine. There was no wall between us, just bars.
“Fuckers,” she spat at them as they all stepped out of the room, leaving us as the sole prisoners in the cells.
She huffed as she leaned against the bars, crossing her arms. “They took my gun.”
“Cops do that,” I replied with a chuckle as I opened my pocket dimension, “but I still got mine.” I close it without taking anything out.
“I should of thought of that,” she commented, rolling her eyes. “So,we breaking out or what?”
I nod as I look around the small room, “We will at night, that way we don’t have to worry about too many people being here.”
“Being good guys makes things so much harder,” she groaned. “At least when we were under the influence we got shit done faster.”
This got a chuckle out of me as I sat down on the cot, “Make yourself comfy. It’s just the morning now, got a whole day ahead of ourselves.”
ooo000<^>000ooo
It was only a few hours later when three cops walked in, two detectives and what looked to be the chief.
“You two are popular, we’ve got two detectives from the mayor's office here to speak with you,” the chief said, gesturing to the two detectives, one tall rat female and the other a shorter male.
“Leave us, chief. We’d like to talk to them alone,” the female said roughly.
“Of course, ma’am,” he said as he handed over an envelope. “Here’s the evidence and case report.”
“Thank you,” the short male said as the chief quickly left the room. The camera in the corner of the room seemed to turn off, as the little red light stopped blinking.
The two rats walked up to our cells, pulling two chairs up as they did so.
“I ain’t talking, rats,” Mallogory said gruffly from her back on her cot.
“I wouldn’t expect you too,” the male rat said as a Ego card flashed above him, causing the two of them to emit a bright light.
What I saw both dumbfounded me and made me laugh loudly.
“What have you two been up to?” Lance asked as he sat down, opening up the case files on us.
Bronwyn sat down, an amused look on her face.
I leaned up and looked at them, raising an eyebrow at her, “Nice to see you again, Bronwyn.”
“You too,” she replied, smiling brightly at me. “Got a few new wounds I see.”
Flashing her a toothy grin, I ran a hoof up the side of my burned body, ending right at my ruined eye. “It was a fun situation for all involved.”
“You tortured a child?” Lance asked in a disbelieving tone, eyeing us over the top of the report.
I smiled sheepishly back at him, “Not technically.”
“Then you attacked a family and wounded the father,” he said, then sighed. “And threatened to not only shoot the baby, but also eat it?”
“That last one was me,” Mallogory admitted, getting a scowl from Lance. “But to be fair, there was an evil villain that was influencing everyone to do evil, even the two of us.”
Lance just went back to reading the report.
“When did you get back?” I asked Bronwyn.
“Last night, after you two never responded to Lance’s desperate calls,” she replied, chuckling at him.
“I wasn’t desperate, just worried,” Lance said in a low voice, then looked back at us. “Killed a lot of people.” He flipped the page, “a LOT of people.”
“To be fair, we chose peace and they returned violence,” Mallogory said, shrugging at him. “Gotta defend ourselves.”
“Sure,” was his response as he finished the report, putting it aside. He just stared at us, looking displeased.
“You said make our own adventure,” I said, giving him a sheepish grin.
He blinked at me, and sighed, “Yes, I did. But you two went on a killing spree, and killed someone labeled a hero to this city.”
“You’re kinda just going off the report there, and not what we’re saying,” Mallogory said, getting annoyed as she leaned forward, pressing her face against the bars.
Bronwyn let the scene play out, just smiling at us.
“I doubt the hero of this city would turn out to be evil,” Lance said, ignoring her words. “From what I’ve gathered, he saved this city. And then you two murdered him.”
“That’s enough,” Bronwyn finally said, just as Mallogory and I jumped up, both of us looking pissed. “Lance, I’m going to cut this short and tell you they were right.”
“What?” Lance asked in confusion, turning to face her.
“I know this city, and the rat in charge, not the mayor,” she said, a sly smirk on her face, “he was using his Ego to control the populace and steal their Ego. If Mallogory and Scamp hadn’t been so powerful Ego wise, they’d have fallen under his control as well. Luckily, all it did was influence them.”
“So this wasn’t them?” Lance said, holding up the report.
“It was and it wasn’t,” she answered. “But what I will say is they weren’t bad compared to others I’ve seen come through here. However, somehow, these two tracked down and killed the one responsible. Not even I was able to do that.”
“Shit,” Lance muttered, turning to us. “You’re off the hook, for now.”
“No apology?” I asked, getting a sour look from him.
With a flash of a card, the two of them turned back into their rat disguises. He took a device and handed it to me. “Wait thirty minutes then use this.”
I put it away in my pocket dimension.
Lance stepped up to the door and knocked on it. After a minute, the chief returned, smiling.
“That was fast, need anything?”
“We’re done here,” Bronwyn said.
They were led out of the room, leaving just the two of us again.
“Guys a prick,” Mallogory said with a displeased look on her face.
I just grinned, “he comes off that way sometimes, but honestly he means well. He just doesn’t want me to go down a path I can’t come back from. Like murdering innocents or shit like that.”
“My feelings towards him are… indifferent right now,” she said with a groan, laying back down.
“What did he give you?”
Pulling it out, I chuckled, “Teleport device, it's already preloaded with a location.”
“At least he’s helping us get out and not leaving us here,” she muttered.
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After thirty minutes had elapsed, I used the device as Mallogory and I held hands so we’d be teleported together.
We appeared right at the teleport hub, but not the one in the city we were just in. Instead, we were back in Lorenzo’s Fun Park.
“Right on time,” Lance said as he and Bronwyn stepped out of the teleport hub, back in their normal forms.
“Thanks for getting us out,” I say as the two of us hug. “Still mad?”
He flashes a smile, “Well now that I’m sure you two weren’t just killing for the hell of it, I can’t really be that mad about it. I’m just happy you’re safe.”
As we broke the hug, Bronwyn stepped up and held out her hand. I shook it with my metal paw.
“Good to have you back,” she said as she shook my paw.
“You too, I was starting to wonder if you’d ever get back to us,” I said as I pulled out the little tracker she’d placed on me. “Even if you left this little baby behind.”
She just laughed as she took it back, “Sorry about that, I did that when we were all training together. Just in case.” Leaning down, she looked my wounds over closer. “I need the story on these.”
I smirked at her, “You got it.”
Lance began heading into the park, waving for us to follow him.
As we all walked, I took my place next to Mallogory.
“I wish I could say I’m happy to be back here, but this place gives me the creeps,” she said as she looked around at the colorful booths and rides.
“That fire really should have spread to more of the park,” I joked, referring to the fire caused by my ship crash landing.
“We’re not that lucky,” she commented as Bronwyn fell back to meet our pace.
“So, Mallogory is it? I have a few questions for you regarding your home dimension,” she looked a little excited.
“Uh sure, ask away,” Mallogory replied in a slightly confused and uncomfortable tone.
The two of them slowed down, allowing Lance to walk next to me with no one else near us.
“So?” he asked expectantly.
“So what?” I asked in return, raising an eyebrow.
He nudged me as we walked, “How’d it go?”
“Great?” I replied, smiling awkwardly.
“And you two?” he pushed, clearly wanting the details.
“What about us?” I countered, trying to make it clear to drop it.
“You two… together?” he finally asked.
I sighed and looked back at her, watching Bronwyn bombard her with questions as she looked just as awkward as I did.
“... Yeah.”
He let out a little cheer as he pumped his hoof, “I knew that would get you two together!”
“Shut up,” I said with a laugh as I slugged him hard in the shoulder, causing him to stumble and almost fall.
He just kept on smiling, head held high at his little victory.
ooo000<^>000ooo
Once we’d arrived back to the area we were using a home base, which was just a pavilion, everyone came running, expressing a mixture of relief and confusion. A lot of questions were thrown our way, but there was no way we could answer them all.
Luckily, Lance got everyone's attention as he jumped up on a table.
“Alright, guys. Now that we’ve all finally returned after completing our task, we can start moving forward with our plans.”
Jero took up his position on the table next to Lance, but did not say anything.
“The next phase will require us to do two things; Track down Lorenzo, and increase the power levels of those of us who will be fighting,” he announced, getting murmurs from the gathered group. “Bronwyn will focus on tracking Lorenzo while the rest of us will focus on the latter.”
“But, what will we do once we find him?” Rainbow Dash asked, looking unsure.
“Simple,” Lance said with a wide grin. “Kick his ass and make him tell us where the Watcher is. We stand a chance with Scamp and her Ego.”
“I don’t like this,” Greg said aloud, but then smirked as he jumped up with Lance. “But I’m ready. We need to finish this, I’m ready to go home. What about all of you?”
Everyone yelled up in agreement.
“Perfect,” Lance said as he pulled a card out. “I’ve made the perfect card for our training session. Time will not stand still here while we are in it, instead it’ll just be slowed down. That’s because the plan is for us to stay in this new dimension I’ve created till Bronwyn has found Lorenzo. We will not age while here, so don’t worry about losing any time.”
“It shouldn’t take her more than a day or two to track him down,” Jero assured everyone as Bronwyn gave a confident nod. “That’ll give us plenty of time to get everyone trained up on their roles.”
“And,” Lance continued, “It’ll give Greg here time to figure out the best way to use this UAD drug. This all hinges on him.”
“Geez, thanks for the pressure,” Greg chuckled, looking a bit worried with everything hinging on him.
“What about those of us who don't want to train?” Rarity asked, getting a nod from a few of the others.
“Then it’ll be okay, I’ve included plenty of things in this dimension for those of us that just want to focus on anything else than training,” Lance answered, seeming to appease everyone.
“Don’t worry, everyone,” Bronwyn said as she smiled at all of us. “I’m confident I’ll find a trace of him very quickly and I’ll have found him in a day or two.”
I looked to Adry, who looked nervous about the idea of being in another dimension long term, I could see the question she had on her face clear as day.
With a sigh, I spoke up, “Hypothetical question; what if someone who was pregnant went in there, and since we don’t age, does that mean the pregnancy won’t progress?”
Lance and everyone looked at me, eyes wide.
Clearing his throat, looking very nervous, he addressed me, “Are… are you… pregnant, Scamp?”
“Nah, I’m just curious,” I say, chuckling nervously at all the stares.
“Uh…” he said, scratching the back of his head. “I don’t know?”
“Could you add that to it? Just in case someone gets pregnant in there?” I asked, getting a thankful smile from Adry.
“I don’t… think we’ll… Geez, alright, Scamp, I’ll make it so IF someone were to be pregnant, that the pregnancy will halt right where it’s at. Sound good?” He asked, looking very uncomfortable.
“Yep, thank you, Lance. That’ll make me feel so much better,” I said, giving a wink to Adry, who just looked so relieved.
Lance held the card up, causing it to glow as he worked on it. “Anything else you all want me to add?”
At asking this, everyone surged forward, telling him all kinds of things to add to the card.
Adry came over and hugged me tightly, “Thank you, Scamp. I do NOT want to give birth to my baby in a place like this, and if we were in there too long, I’d start showing.”
“Anything for my alternate dimensional mother,” I joked, giving her a few pats on the back as we broke the hug.
As she returned to the group, wanting to add her own opinions to the card, Bronwyn stepped up to me.
“I’m sorry I couldn’t get to you,” she said, looking a bit pained.
I just smiled and waved her off, “don’t worry about it, it worked itself out. Besides,” I said as I looked past her, seeing Mallogory trying to add her thoughts to the card, “if I hadn't gone, I'd have missed out on meeting my new friends.”
“They really are strange,” she chuckled, kneeling to my level. “They compliment you greatly.”
“I don’t know if that’s a compliment or an insult,” I say with a sly smile.
“Take it as you will,” she teased, hugging me.
As we broke the hug, she tapped her chin, “So, how exactly did you defeat Leem? The others give conflicting reports of the fight.”
“Oh, erased his memories,” I say, getting an impressed nod as a response.
“And it worked?”
“It stopped him from attacking us in that moment, so I’d say it did,” I replied.
“If you face him again, do not attempt the same attack, he always figures out a way to counter anything that remotely threatens him.”
“Thank you,” I say as the others step back as Lance walks forward.
“Enough guys, we don’t need hot tubs or spas!” he yelled, causing everyone to back up.
“But the spas-” Rarity began, but Lance cut her off as the card glowed again.
“Fine, we have spas, but NO MORE! Please, we have plenty in there now. It’s basically better than our old homes at this point!”
I chuckle and slap my hoof down on her shoulder, “Good luck, Bronwyn.”
“You too, Scamp,” she says, glancing at Mallogory. “Don’t have too much time in there.”
“You know?” I ask with a raised eyebrow.
“Lance told me his plan for you two,” she replied, getting a sigh out of me.
He really is proud of himself on this one.
“Well, I guess it worked out this time around,” I say as I step around her. “Find that prick for us.”
She gave a little salute as she stood up.
Lance threw the card, causing a portal to open. “Everyone in, let’s go!”
As everyone piled in, I lingered in the portal, looking back at Bronwyn.
She gave a little bow, beaming a smile my way.
I gave her a salute in return and passed through the portal. It closed behind me with a loud pop.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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Chapter 36
Act 2
One month later(Real time)
Seven months. We’ve been in this fucking dimension for seven fucking months! The plan was a month at the maximum, but it must be taking Bronwyn a lot longer than it was supposed to to find Lorenzo. Or, something has happened to her.
Lance has refused to let us out early, saying to stick to the plan.
Well, sticking to the plan is causing the others to get restless. Myself included.
Hell, if it wasn’t for Mallogory, I’d have already forced him to return us to the real world.
On the plus side, we’d gotten in a LOT of training. Jero finally is making progress on how to use some of his powers, while Lance just keeps figuring out new ways to use his Ego cards.
Mallogory, with a lot of practice, and meditation with Greg, found out she can perform two actions at once. This was a big moment for her, as it opened her eyes to just what she could do with some training.
As for me, I realized I could use my Ego to not only shut off someone's Ego, but also imitate it while I’m attached to them. That was an amazing discovery. Really wish I’d known that way earlier.
I’ve also gotten really adapt at walking and fighting while standing on my hindlegs. A VERY useful skill.
Everyone has also gotten a lot closer, with my friends mixing very well with Lance’s. It was a bit rocky at first, living together and all that. But once everyone got past the first few days, they started opening up to each other.
It’s been great to watch. Sometimes I forget we’re training to fight a reality bending being. The only real reminder is Castor, who remained with Greg at all times in his little fairy form. Every time we all started getting a little too happy while grouped up, he’d be quick to remind us we are going to be facing the Watcher, and must prepare.
Absolute killjoy. Greg, however, loves the guy. Keeps telling us all he’s not that bad once you get to know him.
The others just avoid Castor, for the most part.
Mallogory and I have been spending most of our time training; either together or helping the others. It’s taken some work, but we’ve made a lot of progress as a team.
However, we still don’t have a real plan for fighting the Watcher. Greg still has not touched the UAD drug, saying he’s getting close, but that he needs more time.
I know he’s just avoiding taking it, since it’s more than likely going to kill him. He’s spent all of his time with Pinkie Pie, only training occasionally. But, he was a great help nonetheless, as he always had ideas on how others can improve.
He’s the one who helped me figure out more about my Ego.
Adry has spent most of her time with Rainbow Dash and Rarity, the three of them deciding to stay out of the training. Rainbow Dash would come out and help on occasion, but she seemed tired, more than I thought she would be.
My personal take is the fight with Lorenzo has given a lot of them some form of PTSD. I hear some of them wake up at night, screaming from night terrors. Calypso has her hooves full just helping them all through their trauma. Doc tries to help, but he’s more of a physical healer than a mental health expert.
Lance seemed to be single minded, pushing the group during training and doing his best to keep morale up. His maturity really surprises me sometimes.
But, I really worry about him. I see him sometimes, late at night, just staring off into the distance. It took me some time to realize he was inside his mind, reliving memories with his consciousness and Ego weapon.
Speaking of Ego weapons, Ayla and I have decided we will not fuse to become Scayla unless things are dire. We allowed her out early on, and she immediately began begging Greg to use some kind of spell to split her from myself and Ayla.
Apparently, she can’t do it herself, which I’m thankful for. I no longer trust her.
As things drag on, I really do wonder what is taking Bronwyn so long. If she found Lorenzo, did she just engage him? And if so, did she win?
I really hope it’s just taking longer than we thought.
ooo000<^>000ooo
I stepped out of the house that had become mine and Mallogory’s, a cup of coffee in my paw as I stood on my hindlegs. Taking a sip, I gave a nod to Moxxi as she stepped out of her house as well.
“Yo,” she called as she climbed on her little motorcycle she’d built.
“Morning,” I responded as she gunned it and flew down the street, probably heading to the little dinner Greg and Pinkie Pie had set up. Mellow Pie was the name they’d given it, but we all just called it Pie on account it was built to look exactly like a massive pie.
Standing out in front of my house, the morning mist hanging over our homes, I saw Calypso and Doc walking down the street, heading in the same direction as Moxxi.
“Coming to the Pie?” Doc asked as they passed.
“As soon as Mallo is ready,” I assured them, getting a thumbs up in return.
I stayed there for a few more minutes, finishing off my coffee. Eventually, Mallogory stepped out, wearing her baggy T-shirt and sweatpants.
“Ready?” she asked, letting out a yawn.
“Been ready,” I said, sticking my tongue out at her as we both started heading down the street.
Upon arriving at the Pie, we saw we were the last ones to arrive, as usual.
As we stepped in, Greg yelled our way, “Finally! I got your orders already at your booth!”
“Thanks, Greg!” I yelled back as we made our way to our usual booth, where two large plates of food sat waiting for us. Sitting down, we did what we always did; messily and loudly devoured our food. At this point, everyone had gotten used to our way of eating and just ignored us now.
Greg stepped up to our table as we finished the plates and placed down two more, already knowing the routine.
“Greg, you are an amazing person,” Mallogory praised him, giving him a thumbs up as she did so.
He just chuckled and walked back to the kitchen.
While I was finishing off the second plate, Reinhardt slid in beside me, wearing some kind of metal band’s T-shirt and large sunglasses with the words ‘Pit Viper’ across the top of them. Greg was rubbing off on her apparently.
“Hey, guys,” she said with a wide grin, removing the earbuds from her ears. “Any updates?”
I shrugged, knowing she was asking about our progress on the two of us fusing.
“Nope, we’re still workshopping the idea,” Mallogory responded, picking something out of her teeth.
“I’m just saying, if you two can figure out a way to fuse without using Greg’s magic, that’ll be totally bitchin,” she said, mimicking words Greg had taught her.
This brought a smile to my face as I punched her arm, “You’re turning into a frat boy, Reinhardt.”
She just waves me off, laughing as she adjusted her Pit Vipers, “I’m just developing the me I want to be.” With a flick, she pulled out a large blunt and lit it.
“Reinhardt! You know my one rule!” Greg called from the kitchen. “No smoking in the Mellow Pie!”
“On it,” she chuckled as she stood up and walked for the front door, taking a large hit as she did so.
Shaking my head, I went back to finishing off my food.
Lance suddenly stepped up, smiling widely.
I turned to him, about to ask what he needed, then I realized he looked off.
With a sigh, I gave a single wave, “Hey, Break. Controlling Lance today?”
“You could say that,” he replied, his smile just widening even more somehow.
“Any particular reason you’re bothering us?” Mallogory asked in an annoyed voice. Break was definitely her least favorite person to interact with.
“I have a question,” he started, getting a sigh out of both of us.
“Yes?” I asked, staring at him with a raised eyebrow.
He snickered as he tried to ask his question. “Are you two… banging yet?!” He began to cackle loudly.
Two plates smashed into his face as we threw them at him at the same time, causing him to stumble back and fall into a table.
“That a yes?” he asked with a wide smirk. His face twisted into a look of horror. “I am so fucking sorry you two, he caught me slacking and took over!”
“I’ve told you, you need to get that little shit under control,” I say with a bit of a growl, clearly not happy with the crude questions of Break.
“I’m trying, he’s just uncontrollable,” he complained as he returned to his table, getting a stern look from Drax and Remi.
Looking back to Mallogory, she just grunted in annoyance.
Moxxi suddenly appeared at our booth, head just high enough to see over the table top.
“But have you?” she asked, wiggling her eyebrows.
“Mox, shut the fuck up,” I laughed, playfully shoving her.
She held up her hands, snickering as she backed off and returned to her table.
Leaning back, I let out a sigh, rubbing my temple.
Mallogory reached over and gave my hoof a squeeze. Looking at her, she gave me a wink. This calmed me a bit as I reached over with my paw and returned the squeeze.
ooo000<^>000ooo
With a heavy thud, I slammed into the ground, covered in sweat as I coughed and gagged. I forced myself to a standing position, throwing up a bit as I did so.
Mallogory wasn’t doing any better as she retched a few times from a few feet away.
Wiping my mouth I turned to face her, shaking heavily and pale as a ghost.
“Again?” she asked, looking just as bad as I felt.
“I can’t,” I coughed roughly, shaking my head.
She just nodded and stepped over to me. Standing on my hindlegs, we helped each other walk over to a bench and take a seat.
Pulling out her backpack, I dug out our protein bars. As we munched on them, Greg walked towards us, holding two plates in front of himself with magic.
“Hey you two, looking like death as usual,” he joked, placing the plates in our laps.
“Greg arriving just in time, yet again,” Mallogory chuckled weakly as she lifted some food to her mouth and slowly ate.
He smiled happily and looked us over. “So, no progress on fusing?”
“Nope,” I said between mouthfuls. “We’ve tried everything but your magic. And I’d rather just do it on our own. No offense.”
“I get it, don’t worry,” he replied, rubbing his chin. “What about, like, connecting your Ego to her Thorn?”
“What?” we both asked in confusion.
“Well, they’re both connected to your souls, right? So, what if you, I don’t know, like, connect them somehow?” he said, seeming to have trouble forming his thoughts.
“I’ve already tried connecting my Ego to her, didn’t help,” I reply, not grasping his idea fully. “We just tried forcing each other into our minds, but that just caused us to get thrown around mentally.”
He thinks for a moment, “have you tried sticking it into her hole?”
We stopped eating, and stared at him in disgusted shock.
He blinked a few times, then eyes went wide, “Whoa! NO! I meant have you tried putting your Ego into her Stomata! Like using your Ego to mix with hers!”
As he panicked, we slowly started laughing, relieved it had been a misunderstanding. I’d hate to find a reason to dislike Greg at this point.
Stammering, he took his leave, running back towards the Pie.
“Fuck I love that guy,” Mallogory said as she finished off her plate, looking a lot better than she had earlier.
I just smiled as I jumped up, thinking on what he’d said.
“He may have a point though, we’ve tried mixing our Ego and Thorn, but not on a completely personal level.”
“I’m all ears,” she said as she stood up and walked back to our little training ring.
I tapped my chin with my wing as I walked, “Okay, let’s mix a few of our ideas together. I’ll pour Ego directly into your Stomata on your hand, and try to use my ability to shut off Ego on you. That COULD connect us in a different way than before. While doing that, we’ll perform the dance Reinhardt showed us, the one that helps form a connection between the dancers.”
“Ooo, good idea,” she said with a clap of her hands. “Let’s also add in the mental link we just tried.”
“Perfect!” I said, standing on my hindlegs and stepping up to her. “Ready?”
“Hell yeah,” she said as she took my paw and hoof in her hands. Using my metal fingers, I removed the bandage on her right hand, revealing her glowing Stomata, the source of her Thorn.
Ego tendrils poured out of my metal paw and entered the glowing hole in her hand. As I activated my Ego ability to shut off her nonexistent Ego and also try and mimic her Thorn, I felt a strange sensation wash over me. She must have felt it too as she stiffened, letting out a soft gasp.
Slowly, we began to twist and twirl around each other, eyes staying locked as we did so. A warm and pleasant feeling pulse through my body as I felt a growing connection with her. As we got close and pressed our foreheads together, still dancing, I felt the connection deepen even further.
A pressure built inside of me, and kept building, higher, higher, HIGHER!
Then everything came crashing down as I felt like I was being thrown around in a washing machine, causing me to fall away from her and begin gagging into the dirt again.
Just like last time.
We both threw up our freshly eaten food, letting out pained groans.
“That one hurt more than the last one,” she moaned in pain.
Shaking, I turned to face her, still unable to get up, “But, that one felt closer than we’ve ever been before! Just, it felt like something was missing right there at the end.”
“But what?!” she asked, completely exhausted mentally and physically.
“I don’t know,” I admitted.
She growled, but then sighed. Composing herself, she looked at me, “Try one more time for the day?”
I grimaced, not sure I wanted to go through all that suffering again, but her pleading eyes were my weakness.
“One more time,” I relented, getting a smile from her. “But what are we changing?”
She thought for a moment. “Well, as that pressure was nearing its peak, it just crashed back down, like we’d missed something important.”
“So, how about next time we do everything we just did, but as the pressure is building, we just go with it. Do whatever feels right?” I offered, getting a grin in return.
“Worth a shot.”
“Just, give me a minute,” I said, needing a little more time to recover from that last attempt.
She nodded in agreement, and we both collapsed back onto the ground.
After about five or so minutes, I felt up to trying again.
We resumed our previous positions, and went through the same steps. I poured my Ego directly into her Stomata, making sure to use more than last time. As I activated my abilities in the same order, we both shook slightly from the feeling that shot through us. A little smile played on our lips as we took each other's hands and began the dance, the pressure and connection increasing quicker than before.
My Ego flared a bit as I got excited at a little wink she gave me, causing a new bond to form between us. As the pressure raised and neared its climax we touched foreheads, forming the mental connection. I stared into her eyes, the pressure now at its peak. Then I leaned forward and kissed her.
ooo000<^>000ooo
An explosion of light filled the area as a loud bang echoed through the area, drawing all attention to the area we’d been in.
I stood there, feeling a bit confused. It took me a moment to realize I was actually standing there.
“Whoa,” I muttered, hearing two voices speaking at once. “Wait…” I raised my hands to see my Ego blades sticking out of them.
“It worked?!” I asked aloud, eyes wide. But, this doesn’t feel like how Scayla feels!
<Yeah, it feels like the two of us are here at once.>
(Oh shit… this is weird!)
I moved around, walking about naturally. That’s when I realized there were wings on my back.
<Sweet, we have my wings!>
(Are we both controlling this body?!)
<I think we’ve just fully bonded, Mallo! We just know what the other wants to do and we just do it! Amazing!>
(I’m so fucking confused, but I love this!)
Spreading my wings, I take to the sky, rocketing up faster than should be possible.
Performing a spin, I fly back to the ground, landing on both legs perfectly.
(Ooo! Let’s try this!)
Ego tendrils shot out of my body as I flickered, switching positions to me doing a one handed handstand. With another flicker, I was back on my feet.
<We have both of our abilities! And shit! That’s what it feels like to use your thorn?!>
(Pretty wacky, huh?!)
“Mallogory?” I heard Lance ask as I turned, smiling at him.
“Oh fuck, they did it?!” Greg asked in shock, then smiled coolly, “My advice helped, didn’t it?”
“Oh yeah,” I replied, our two voices mixed into one.
“Is this like Scayla?” Lance asked, “If so, who are you this time?”
“Nope, it's just us,” I say, flickering to a position where I was laying on the ground. “We’re both in here, controlling this body. Fully conscious of our actions.”
“Fucking badass,” Moxxi muttered, taking a hit of her joint.
“Well, you two just became the most broken member of our party,” Lance joked.
“That was the intent,” I chuckle, flickering back to a standing position.
Greg nods in approval, “You now look like the most badass chicken ever.”
“Fuck you, Greg,” I laugh, rolling my eyes.
I feel like the act of fusing may of come off more sexual than I intended.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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Chapter 37
I stepped into our bedroom, ducking under the door frame as I did so. Being close to seven feet tall was an adjustment for half of me, since the other half is used to being 6’3.
With a groan, I stretched my arms above my head, hitting the ceiling. Then I saw myself in the mirror attached to the bathroom door.
A wide grin spread across my face as I flexed, watching the muscles ripple along my body.
(Fucking sexy.)
<You’re damn right we are!>
I raised my claws, watching as I brought out my Ego blades. They seemed to spread over my existing claws, turning my claws into indestructible talons of death.
Looking back to the mirror, I flashed my already razor sharp teeth. My Ego blades did the same thing to my teeth, covering them and making me look extra frightening as the starry metal coated them.
(We look like an apex predator now!)
With a twirl, I struck a pose, flexing my muscles again.
<Now, how do we go about ending this?>
(Aww, tired of me already?)
<Quiet you.>
I laughed out loud as I hugged my arms to myself. As we willed ourselves to split, a weird feeling fell over us.
ooo000<^>000ooo
We stumbled away from each other, a bit confused at first. But as we looked at each other, we broke into giggling messes.
“That was amazing!” I exclaimed as I jumped into her, the two of us embracing.
“We are so overpowered together! With all your technical knowledge and my Thorn, I don’t think anyone stands a chance against us!” She yelled happily as she spun me around in circles.
As we broke our embrace and she sat me down, I gave her leg a playful punch as I walked around her and headed for the door to the hallway.
“Going to check on him again?” she asked as she took off her clothes and began to get into her comfy attire.
I sighed with a little smile, “Yeah, if he’s doing his memory trip again, I’ll be coming back.”
“I await you then,” she said with a wink as she flopped back onto the bed and grabbed her little gaming device, one given to us by Greg after he used the fabricator Lance had set up.
Trotting through the house, I came to the kitchen and opened the fridge. I scanned the few bottles of alcoholic drinks I had. Deciding on a bottle of Everclear 190, I pulled it out and smiled to myself. I’m not much of a drinker, but it's nice to take a few swigs while checking on Lance. It helped calm my nerves and allow me to sleep mostly uninterrupted. The others weren’t the only ones who’d have night terrors.
Stepping outside, I took a test sip from the Everclear, coughing a bit as I did so. Tasted like straight lighter fluid. Shaking it off, I took another swig and walked down the back steps into my dark backyard. Walking across it I came to my fence and leaned on it, staring straight out into the mostly blank, grassy area that led to a cliff that overlooked an ocean.
It didn’t take me long to see Lance at the edge of the cliff, his usual spot. Nothing looked out of the ordinary, other than he seemed to be talking to someone.
Squinting my eyes, I could just barely make out the little fairy form of Castor, floating in front of Lance.
“Hm,” I grunted as I took another swig of my beverage. I debated on whether this counted as checking on him and if I should head back to Mallogory. But at the sight of him seeming upset, and then hearing him yell something loudly. I sigh.
I wait a few more moments before hopping my fence and walking in his direction.
ooo000<^>000ooo
“It’s forbidden, Lance,” Castor said calmly as Lance huffed in frustration. “I could help you create this card, but by doing so, and you using it, you’ll lose all your Ego based abilities and be forbidden from ever leaving your home dimension again once you return to it.”
“I don’t care, it’ll be worth it,” Lance responded, shaking in anger.
“It also can’t be used the way you think it can be; it has many rules and limitations. And if you do actually use it, every single being in existence will know it happened, and will remember everything. The effects are unfathomable,” Castor continued, unwavering in his tone and facial expression.
“But it can be done?” Lance pushed. “How about you let me worry about the drawbacks and negative outcomes.”
Castor blinked at him, a small frown appearing on his little face. “I’ve grown fond of you, Lance. I do not want to see you hurt or punished for using an ability like this.”
“Castor, please,” Lance said, looking at the fairy before him with tired eyes. “Just… please.”
With a deep sigh, he gave a nod.
With a flip of his hoof, a card appeared between them. Castor eyed it sadly as he raised his hand and infused it with a touch of his powers.
Lance smiled in relief as he took the card back, “Thank you, Castor.”
“I must warn you though; when I said it had limitations, it does. You can not use it in the way you intended. It has a ten minute max limit on it, no more.”
“TEN MINUTES?!” Lance screamed out, eyes ablaze with fury.
“I told you, it is impossible to fix the mistakes of the past in the way you intended. I give you this power to use, but it can only be used once. After that, the UAD will know what you have done and they will instantly take your Ego and place a ward on you. The moment you return to your home dimension, you will be locked there till your death.”
Lance growled, “And is my home dimension the earth that God took? Or Equestria?”
“The one true being took your original dimension and made the dimension of Equestria your new home dimension, so once you return there, it’ll be where you’ll stay.”
Lance grumbled, shaking his head. “Well this card is just useless then! I can’t use it to save my family, so this whole thing was just a waste!”
“I am sorry, Lance,” Castor said, glancing to the side and seeing Scamp approaching them. “I take my leave. Just,” he looked at Lance with sad eyes, “try not to have to use that card.”
“Sure,” Lance rolled his eyes and stared out at the ocean before him, clearly upset.
Castor disappeared just as Scamp reached them.
“Everything alright?” she asked as she came up beside him and sat down beside him.
“Yeah,” he said with a sigh. “Just talking strategy with Castor.”
“And it didn’t go the way you hoped?” she questioned with a sympathetic look.
“It did not,” he replied, shaking his head.
She offered him a bottle of something, “Want a drink? It tastes like death, but it’ll help.”
He looked at the bottle and took it with his wing. Tilting his head back, he took a very large gulp of the alcohol within, not even gagging. He returned it to her, having drunk at least a fourth of the bottle in one go.
“Shit tastes like rubbing alcohol,” he grumbled, still looking out at the ocean before them.
“Yeah, it does,” she chuckled, taking another drink from it. “Want to talk about it?”
“No,” he said flatly.
She took the hint as she went silent and stared out at the endless ocean before them.
The two of them sat there in silence, occasionally sharing a drink of the bottle. Twenty minutes passed as they stared out at the water.
“How are you and Mallogory?” he suddenly asked as he returned the bottle to her.
“We’re good,” she replied, a smile crawling onto her face.
“It’s really good to see you this happy,” he said, returning her smile a bit, but still looking extremely sad. “You two are really good together.”
“Thanks,” she said as she took another sip. “I just want to get you and your family back together at this point so you can return the favor. I really hate seeing you this down, Lance.”
“Trust me, I feel the same way,” he said with a half hearted chuckle. “Are you two serious yet? Or still figure that out?”
“We think we’re serious,” she replied.
“What do you think? On your end at least?” he asked, pressing a bit like he usually does.
She just chuckled, starting to feel a bit more loosened up thanks to the alcohol starting to do its magic, “Want my honest answer?”
“Of course.”
“She’s the one, Lance,” Scamp said with a gleeful smile on her face.
“I’m happy for you, Scamp,” Lance said, giving her a one hoofed hug.
“You’re an expert on relationships, right?” she asked suddenly, causing him to laugh in response.
“I am definitely the person to ask about relationships,” he joked, but she didn’t seem to realize it was a joke.
“Good, I want to ask about kids,” she started, causing him to go wide eyed.
“Oh shit, Scamp, that’s a-”
“How did Grace and Octavia have their kid?” she asked, seeming very focused as she stared at him. “I mean, did they use magic or something?”
“Uh…” Lance coughed, looking a bit uncomfortable. “Well, it’s really simple… there’s some doctors in our world that can use magic to help couples have a baby. That’s what they did at least… Are you two talking about kids?”
“Yep,” she said, seeming to loosen up a bit too much as she leaned back, taking a larger swig from the bottle. “We’ve spoken on the subject a bit. Seven months living together has really put things into perspective, ya know?”
“Uh… yes?” he said, clearly not sure how to handle this situation. The alcohol was not affecting his body like it did hers, on account of him being part Angel.
“I want a kid, Lance,” she said, smiling up at the fake moon above them. “If a doctor has to use magic to make it happen, then screw it, we’d be down for that.”
“And Mallogory is on board one hundred percent?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.
“She’s the one who started the conversation,” she chuckled, finishing off the bottle and tossing it over the ledge. “Ever since she brought it up, I’ve been thinking about it. And I’m sure she’s the one I want to spend eternity with.”
“But, she’s not immortal?” Lance carefully said.
“For now,” she said with a wink. “We’ll figure those details out much later.”
Lance sighed, as he was not used to Scamp being this free with information. He felt wrong hearing such intimate details of her personal life. “Scamp, I think you should head on home.”
She laughed, slugging his arm, “Can’t handle me being all open and shit?”
“No, I can not,” he conceded, sighing loudly.
“Oh you poor man,” she chuckled, standing up and swaying a bit. “Ooo, yeah, I may have drank too much. Probably SHOULD get home before I actually transition to being drunk.”
“Be careful,” Lance said as she began to walk away, swaying side to side as she did so. She stumbled a bit, but he watched her till she made it to her fence.
She started to struggle to climb the fence, but seemed unable to figure it out. She also seemed to forget she had wings.
“Mallo!” he heard her yell, sitting on the ground looking defeated. “Mallo!!”
He saw Mallogory run out of the house and jump over the fence. The two of them seemed to be laughing as she picked Scamp up and jumped the fence, heading for the house.
“Those two…” Lance said with a chuckle.
Turning back to the ocean, he pulled out the card Castor had helped create, and frowned.
This card had no use now. He thought about removing it from his deck, but decided to at least hold onto it just in case.
Putting it away, he leaned back, staring straight up at the artificial sky.
“Screw all this shit,” he mumbled, eyes tearing up a bit as his family's faces flashed before his vision.
With a reluctant sigh, he laid back and entered his mind, deciding to head down memory lane yet again.
Decided to write this chapter even though I was drinking. Enjoy, I'll read it in the morning to see how it turned out.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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Chapter 38
I groaned as I rolled over in the bed, head pounding painfully.
“I forgot to drink water before bed, didn’t I?” I asked aloud, but got no response.
Rolling over, I fell out of bed and stood up, holding my head with a wing. I stepped into the bathroom and grabbed a glass, filling it with water. I chugged the water, thankful for the feeling of relief it granted my dry mouth and throat.
Stepping out of the bedroom and walking down the hallway, I was greeted with the sight of Mallogory playing her handheld gaming system.
“Morning, drunky,” she teased, causing me to groan as I walked to the cabinet and searched for the magical pills Greg had given us.
“If you’re looking for those hangover pills, then good luck, I lost them the last time we drank together,” she said from the couch, hanging upside down off of it as she played her game.
“Of course,” I grumbled, digging through the cabinets and drawers.
“So, what happened to just a few sips before bed?” she asked with a coy grin.
“I got to talking and lost track of how much I was drinking,” I admitted as the night before slowly came back to me.
Then I went wide eyed as the conversation itself came back to me. “Oh dear fucking Celestia…”
“What?” she asked, raising an eyebrow at me as she looked away from her game.
“I told Lance a little too much last night,” I said, grimacing as I held my throbbing head.
“How much is too much?” she asked, looking a bit worried.
“Kinda told him about our talks about kids,” I said, getting a frown from her.
“Great,” she groaned, returning to her game. “Now everyone will be asking about that.”
“I don't think he’ll tell anyone,'' I reassured her as I continued searching. “I mean, I hope not at least.”
“Guess we’ll know when we go to the Pie here soon,” she mumbled.
“Oh fuck yes,” I cheered as I found the pills. Taking one out, I tossed it in my mouth as I put my head under the tap, chugging water directly from it.
“So attractive,” she teased from the couch.
I just chuckled as I pulled my mouth from the tap, feeling the little magical pill immediately start taking effect. Anti-Hangover pills are the fucking best, I swear.
The headache I had slowly receded till I felt like my normal self again.
Looking towards her, I smiled. I picked up a wet cloth with my paw and threw it towards her. It slapped over her face and caused her to panic, flailing about and falling into the floor.
“Scamp!” she yelped, jumping up and fuming as she stared at me.
I just laughed like a maniac as I ran out the front door and took to the air, flying towards the Pie. Mallogory was hot on my tail, keeping up despite me flying high above her.
ooo000<^>000ooo
With a loud bang, I burst through the doors of the Pie, getting everyone's attention.
“Safe!” I yelled, just as Mallogory flew in behind me and tackled me, sending the two of us rolling further into the dinner.
She got me into a headlock just as we came to a halt, holding tight, “Say sorry!”
“Nah!” I laughed out between gasps. With a twist, I broke her grasp and reversed the headlock onto her. “Now you admit I’m number one!”
“Second place!” she yelled out defiantly.
“You two are hyper as usual,” Calypso said from the table above us, sipping on her coffee.
We looked up and chuckled sheepishly as we broke apart and stood up.
Everyone in the Pie just went about their daily routines, shaking their heads at our antics. Unbelievably, this was somewhat normal for the two of us.
We made our way to our table, finding our food waiting, just like it always is.
Digging into our food, I glanced at Lance. He seemed preoccupied with his own thoughts, just poking at his food.
Frowning, I stood up and walked over to him. “Lance, you good?”
He snapped out of it and turned to me, putting on a smile, “Yep, why?”
“You look troubled,” I replied, standing at the end of his table.
“I am,” he admitted. “But don’t worry, it’s just stuff for me to deal with.”
“Lance,” I started, narrowing my eyes, “what’s going on?”
He let out a sigh, then turned to me, “It’s… complicated.”
“Is this about what I said last night?” I asked carefully.
He blinked, then chuckled nervously, “Oh, no. Trust me, it's not that. Just other things.”
“About what you and Castor spoke about?” I pressed, getting a pained look in response.
“Please, I don’t want to talk about it,” he begged, eyes looking extra sad.
“I’m here for you, remember that,” I said, reaching up and giving his hoof a squeeze.
This seemed to bring him comfort as he patted my hand, “I know you are. This is just something for me to deal with on my own.”
“It doesn’t have to be,” I add as I turn and head back to my table.
“He alright?” Mallogory asked as I returned to my seat.
“No,” I sighed, pushing my plate away, not feeling like finishing it.
This shocked her a bit, but she didn’t push it.
ooo000<^>000ooo
Five days later
With a twist and a twirl, I spun through the air, blades flashing as my Ego flared in all directions. Continuing the spin, I turned into a tornado and slammed into the ground, causing a massive impact as I did so. Using my metal legs to absorb the impact left me completely unhurt.
Standing up straight, I let out a gasp as I tried to catch my breath.
Walking back to my bench, I picked up my bottle of water and chugged half of it, using my wing to lift a towel and wipe the sweat from my face.
Training like this was extremely boring, but necessary.
As I was resting, I saw Lance suddenly stop what he was doing and look around.
Raising an eyebrow, I watched as he looked a bit panicked for a moment, then started laughing loudly. He then took off running for the Pie.
“Huh,” I mumbled, looking around and seeing that everyone else had taken notice of his actions.
As we all watched him disappear into the Pie, we heard a loud speaker suddenly turn on, blaring across the entire area.
“Everyone, report to the Pie! This is urgent!” Lance’s voice called out over the loudspeakers.
“This is new,” Moxxi said as she walked past me, heading in that direction.
Walking that way, I was joined by Mallogory and Remi, the three of us exchanging confused looks.
Once we reached the Pie and stepped in, we saw that Lance was standing on the table in the center of the room, looking excited.
He didn’t speak till he saw that we all had arrived.
“Good news everybody,” he announced, getting weird looks from all of us. “Bronwyn just contacted me. She’s finally located Lorenzo.”
This caused everyone to start talking among themselves.
“So we can finally leave?” I asked aloud.
“Yes,” he said with a wide smile.
“What if…” Rainbow Dash started, looking to Adry and Rarity. “What if some of us don’t want to go out there and face him again?”
Lance frowned a bit at that, seeming unsure how to answer that.
Jero jumped up and whispered into Lance’s ear.
Whatever he said brought a look of relief onto Lance’s face.
“Okay, here’s what we will do,” Lance said, standing tall, “If you want to stay here till this is over, then you may. If you are not up to fighting Lorenzo and the Watcher, that is okay. I will not force any of you to follow us into this fight.”
This calmed most of the group.
“But, to those that come with us, we’re going to head straight from here to Lorenzo. So make sure you are ready.” He watched the group’s mixed reactions before adding, “I’ll be adjusting the time here, so it’ll be in sync with reality. That way you don't end up staying here another seven months.”
I watched as most of the group looked relieved, hugging each other.
“Now, I wish we could host a party or something, but I want to get going, right now,” he said, jumping from the table. “Anyone who’s coming with us, please, follow me.”
As he walked out the door, I saw the majority of the group stay where they were.
I stepped towards them, wanting to say my goodbyes.
ooo000<^>000ooo
Standing by Lance, I saw the last of our group step out of the Pie and make their way over to us.
Lance frowned a bit, but nodded, “I expected this outcome, but I still wish everyone would have come with us.”
I looked at the nine of us that had decided to follow Lance; Calypso, Castor, Greg, Jero, Mallogory, Reinhardt, Remi, and myself.
This didn’t surprise me, as the rest of the group had skills that were more suited for support from the sidelines. Not as useful in a straight on fight, especially against someone like Lorenzo.
“I want you guys to know,” Lance began, looking at each of us, “this could be our final adventure together. Because if we beat Lorenzo, we’ll be on track for the final confrontation with the Watcher. There’ll be no going back after that.”
“We’re ready,” I assured him, giving him a salute.
“These assholes are going to get what’s coming to them, one way or another,” Greg said, looking determined.
“I’ve honestly had enough of all this waiting around, I’m ready to get this fight underway!” Reinhardt yelled, slamming her fist together.
“I have a score to settle with this guy,” Jero said in a low voice, squeezing his fist together.
Remi held up her board, showing us a picture of her holding two heads in her hands, the words ‘Death to assholes!’ across the top of it.
“Let’s just avoid dying,” Calypso said, pushing her dreads out of her face.
Lance just smiled at us as he turned, using a card to open a portal.
We all stepped through it to find ourselves no longer in the amusement park.
“Where the fuck are we?” Greg asked as a cold breeze blew past us, blowing snow right into our faces.
“The end of time,” Bronwyn said from atop a rock near us, bundled up in heavy clothing.
“What’s that mean?” Greg asked, echoing the same question I had at that moment.
Bronwyn jumped off of her rock and landed before us, opening her larger pocket dimension and pulled out an assortment of clothing. “Exactly what I said,'' she replied as she handed out the clothing to the appropriate person. “Put these on, they’re enchanted to block out the cold. I got a pair for everyone.”
“Thanks,” I said as I took what appeared to be a heavy jacket and pants. It was a bitch to put them on while shivering, but as soon as I pulled them on, the cold seemed to pull away from my body. Replaced with a gentle warmth. Pulling the hood up and face mask blocked out the cold entirely.
Looking at everyone else, I saw they’d all done the same, wearing an assortment of parkas and heavy winter styled clothing.
“Good,” Bronwyn said, nodding in approval at all of us. She then cast her hand out over the snowy landscape before us, “this is the edge of time, a place that is normally only accessible by higher beings.” She pulled out a spent Ego Ruby. “But a few of these allowed me to enter. You all just got a free ride.”
“But,” Lance started, looking around in confusion. “How is this the end of time?”
“We’re not on the Eternal Plains anymore,” she said, getting shocked looks from all of us. “This is the space between the end and start of time. At this very moment, none of us technically exist anymore, not till we return to reality.”
Lance looked to Castor and held up a card, “What of this? Useless now?”
Castor sighed, “The powers I bestowed upon that card transcends this place, do not worry.”
“Lance,” Bronwyn said in a low voice. “What have you done to that card?”
He looked sheepish as he put it away, “I’d… rather not talk about it.”
She started to say something, but he held up a hoof and flew to her, whispering into her ear.
“You damned fool,” she said, frowning deeply. “Do not use it. No matter what, do NOT use that card.”
“I don’t plan on it,” he said, looking at the rest of us as we gave him worried looks.
Deciding to not address it further, Bronwyn waved to get our attention. “Lorenzo is here, and I have reason to believe the Watcher may be here as well. I just lack the correct knowledge to track him down, so we still need to deal with Lorenzo.”
“Great,” I say, shaking my head.
“We can handle him,” Mallogory said confidently. She then looked at me, “Should we fuse now?”
“You two can fuse?” Bronwyn asked, getting a nod from us. “Perfect, but hold off on that till we find Lorenzo. This place is not like reality, it’ll be hard to maintain any kind of transformation or fusion in this place after a certain amount of time.”
“Oh, that’s even better,” I deadpan with an annoyed look on my face.
“Where is Lorenzo?” Lance asked.
“Close,” was her response. “And he knows I’m here, and probably knows you’re here as well.”
“Well,” Lance said with a shrug. “Let’s go get him.”
“Fuck yeah!” Greg said as he pulled out a blunt and put it to his mouth, but the strong winds caught it and ripped it from his mouth, sending it flying away into the swirling snow around us. “Oh fuck this place…”
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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This chapter was hard to write for some reason, so I'm sorry if it seems lacking when compared to previous chapters. Luckily, its all up from here!
Chapter 39
Trudging along, the high winds pelting us with snow, we followed behind Bronwyn as she led us up a large hill.
It’d been a few hours since we’d arrived there, and we’d been walking non-stop since then.
“So,” Greg started from behind me, “when you said ‘he’s close’ you didn’t mean right around the fucking corner, but on the other side of the world!”
Bronwyn just glanced back at him, her face hidden behind her scarf, “trust me, it could be worse.”
“Sure,” Greg mumbled unhappily, upset he couldn’t smoke due to the high winds taking every joint he tried to use.
I couldn’t help but chuckle to myself as I looked back, making sure my Ego was still attached to everyone. I was feeding them as much extra Ego as I could, since I now had more than I could ever use after killing Kelman Utop.
“We’re going to be too tired to fight when we find him at this point!” Reinhardt complained, the mostly uphill walking slowly taking its toll on her. On all of us.
Bronwyn held up a little bag, giving it a shake. “I have a solution for that, so don’t worry.”
“You better,” she replied, grumbling to herself.
“Someone is approaching,” Castor suddenly said from atop Greg’s head, causing all of us to stop and look around.
Then, out of nowhere, a large red blur slammed into the snow near us, sending debris everywhere.
We all turned and squared up with the attacker as they slowly stood, steam flying off of their body as snow was thrown into it by the winds.
“Shit,” Bronwyn muttered as she saw who it was. “This fight will cost us…”
The large creature stood up, flexing hard, sending a shock wave out from its body. The snow around it melted immediately.
“Is the one called ‘Greg’ among you?” the large red creature suddenly said, stepping out of the crater it made.
“Balgore?” Greg suddenly asked, finally getting a good look at him. “OH shit, man! I’ve been wondering if we’d see you again!”
The large creature smiled, “I was hoping you would be here, small friend.”
“What is going on?” Bronwyn asked, her sword slowly lowering in confusion.
“Greg got high with this guy, and now they’re friends, I guess,” Lance said, facehoofing.
“My boss, Lorenzo, sent me to kill a few of you,” Balgore said, causing everyone but Greg to tense up. “But, I don’t think I’ll be following that order.”
“Fuck yeah, bro!” Greg said as his horn flashed and a large blunt appeared before the demon. “Toke up, fucker!”
Balgore laughed as he took the oversized blunt and took a massive hit, seeming to exhaust the entire blunt in one breath.
“Yeah!” Greg cheered happily.
The demon let out a content sigh and tossed the used joint away. “If you all do not mind, I’d like to join you.”
“To fight, Lorenzo?” Bronwyn asked in an unsure voice.
He looked at her, smirking, “I thought that was you, Brownie. Long time no fight, huh?” At her annoyed grunt, he laughed, “Yes, to fight Lorenzo. I think it's about time I pay him back for the countless eons of mistreatment.”
“This makes no sense…” Bronwyn groaned, getting a reassuring bump from Lance.
“Power of friendship, and all that junk, ya know?” he said, rolling his eyes with a smile.
“Things are so much simpler when you just fight your problems,” she sighed. “Befriending them is… weird.”
“Welcome aboard, Balgore!” Greg yelled as he ran forward and the two grasped hand to hoof, shaking hard.
“I love this group,” Reinhardt chuckled, getting a nod of agreement from Remi.
“Lorenzo is very close,” Balgore announced, pointing to the top of the hill. “Right over this ridge and just a few miles away.”
“Perfect! That I can do,” Greg said as he and Balgore joined the group.
Bronwyn shook her head and began walking again, the rest of us following after her.
As we reached the top of the hill, Ayla appeared next to me, looking perplexed.
‘What is it?’ I thought to her.
“Do you not… hear that?” she asked, furrowing her eyebrows.
I listened hard, but could only hear the heavy winds around us.
‘No?’
She frowned, “It’s like… something or someone is whispering deep inside of us. But I can’t make out a word of it.”
Right then, I thought I heard a males voice speak deep within me. But like she said, I couldn’t make out anything it said.
“I don’t like it,” she grimaced.
I felt something stir deep within me, causing me to gasp out loud.
“Scamp?” Mallogory asked, hearing me over the winds.
“I’m good,” I replied, sweat starting to form all over my body despite the chill. “Just… tired.”
She definitely did not buy that as she narrowed her eyes at me, but she didn’t push it further. Just kept her eyes on me as we trudged along.
“This feels ominous…” Ayla mumbled, the feeling within me only increasing, causing me to grimace in pain.
‘I should say something, this… hurts,’ I think to her, the pain spreading and building.
But just as I was about to say something, it all came to a halt, and relief washed over me.
What the fuck was all that about?
Deciding not to worry anyone, I pushed on, leaning against Mallogory a bit for comfort.
ooo000<^>000ooo
“We’re here,” Balgore announced as we stepped up to a rocky wall.
“Bro, this is a rock,” Greg snickered. “Think the weed is messing with you.”
Not responding to him, Balgore reached out and placed a hand on the wall, causing a door to appear before them, right against the rocky wall.
“Ah, I take that back,” Greg says, nodding in approval.
“He told me he had an ace up his sleeve to handle you all, but he didn’t say what that meant. But,” Balgore said as he pushed the door open, “I do know it's just him and his pet in there.”
“His pet?” I asked, starting to shake a bit as I thought of Leem. Mallogory, noticing my reaction, placed a hand on my shoulder.
“Yeah, one of them at least. Belle, his little soul worker. She’s able to manipulate any soul that allows her to do so. She’s not a threat to any of you, as long as you do not allow her to access your soul. Without permission, she can’t touch you.”
“Sounds like a useless ability,” Reinhardt comments.
Balgore only nodded, “It is, he just uses her to make changes to his soul, or to any of us when he wants something changed.”
“Such a great guy,” Jero growled, twirling his blade.
“Shall we?” Balgore asked as he stepped in, taking the lead. “I’ll go first. My body is an Ego weapon, so I can’t be damaged that easily.”
“Sweet!” Greg said as he followed him in.
Slowly, we all filed in behind him, finding ourselves in a long hallway leading straight down.
As we walked down the hall, Bronwyn opened her bag and handed out some kind of little dough balls. “Eat these now, it’ll restore all of your stamina and make you feel refreshed.”
Plopping mine into my mouth, I bit down into it. It tasted absolutely terrible, but I pushed through. A pulse suddenly shot through my body, removing all the pain and fatigue I had been feeling. My eyes went wide as I felt like I’d just woken up from a refreshing nap.
“Oh this is amazing!” Reinhardt said loudly, flexing hard with a laugh.
“You all can remove those heavy clothes now,” Balgore announced. “This place has its own regulated temperature.”
“Finally,” I groaned as I stripped out of the heavy clothing, happy to not be restricted anymore.
Everyone else did the same, returning to their normal attire.
“Now,” he said, looking a bit solemn, “when we step through that door at the end of the hallway, we’ll be in the main room. He’ll be there.”
“Mallogory and Scamp,” Bronwyn said, looking at us. “This would be the best time to fuse.”
“On it,” I say, winking at Mallogory.
I pour my Ego into her as we begin our dance, swirling and spinning around each other, finishing with a kiss. A bright flash fills the hallways.
ooo000<^>000ooo
As the light receded, I stood above the party, now the tallest member. Only Balgore stood close to my height.
“I wonder if Pinkie and I could do that…” Greg said in awe, looking up at us.
I just chuckled, but before I could respond, Bronwyn interjected.
“Are you two in control? Or just one of you?”
“Both of us are in control right now,” I responded, smiling. “As long as we’re not in conflict with one another, we’re able to act as one and maintain this form.”
“Interesting,” she mouthed, rubbing her chin. Then she stood up straight, “I think we’re ready.”
I smirk, “oh, we’re ready alright.”
We all slowly made our way over to the door, letting Balgore take the lead again. He pushed the door open and stepped through, followed by everyone else.
Upon entering the room, I took note of just how large it was. Like a football field, with a high ceiling.
“Balgore,” a voice called out from the other side of the room, “You swapping sides now?”
Balgore growled as he flashed a bright smile, “Aye! Decided to make things interesting!”
“That you have,” Lorenzo laughed loudly, standing tall with a small woman next to him, who was sitting on the ground looking distracted as she messed with the dirt.
Bronwyn and I stepped up on either side of the large demon, staring across the room at the man.
“Ah, Bron, and… you are new,” he said, looking at me.
I flashed a toothy smile his way, “Good to finally meet you, Lorenzo.”
He returned my smile, looking a bit crazed, “Scamp. I should have known. What is this thing? A combination of you and another creature?”
“Don’t worry about it,” I replied, my Ego blades coating my teeth and claws, my wings also slowly began to become coated in my Ego blades.
“Hmm,” he smirked slyly. “So, you all turned one of my own against me? Well, have I got a surprise for you then!”
He reached down and yanked the woman up by her hair, shoving her towards us. “Do it.”
The woman, head pointed down, began to emit Ego out of her body.
“One of your very own has betrayed you,” he said, pulling his face mask up and tilting his tricorn hat down.
“Not one of us would do that!” I yelled to him, causing him to laugh in response.
I turned and looked at my friends, all of them looking just as taken back by what he said.
Who would betray us?!
Looking back, I saw the woman was slowly raising into the air, her Ego growing around her.
It suddenly shot towards me like a wall of darkness.
Trying to block it did nothing as it just passed right through my Ego blades and slammed into me, but nothing happened.
I blinked, rubbing my claws over myself.
(What just happened? Are we good?)
<I think so… yeah we’re->
My eyes went wide as an intense pain shot through me, like something was clawing its way out of me. Then, with an audibly loud bang and flash of dark light, I exploded backwards, slamming into the group and sending them flying in all directions.
Even Balgore and Bronwyn were sent flying from the explosion that had happened.
After regaining my composure, I looked at my friends, glad to see they all seemed to be okay, just shaken up from the sudden explosion.
Looking to myself, I was happy to see I was fine, still fused and no damage to be seen whatsoever.
Then what just happened?
“Finally,” a familiar voice said from the middle of the room, causing my eyes to go wide as I snapped my head in the direction of the voice.
There, looking very pleased and happy, stood Scayla.
“I’m free from that prison,” she said, looking herself over. Then she looked at me as I slowly stood up. “Hello, Scamp and Scamp’s whore, pleasure to meet you on the outside.”
I narrowed my eyes, clenching my fist. “What is this?!”
She laughed, looking back to Lorenzo and the woman, who was now crawling back to his side. “He made me a deal. He’d free me, if I agreed to kill you two myself. And, how could I say no to that? It’s not like you were on my side or cared about me.”
Gulping loudly, I stepped forward, squaring up with her, “Scayla, you are me. How could you side with this… man?!”
She rolled her eyes, “I am not you. All I ever wanted was to be appreciated and allowed out from time to time, but you constantly put me down and threw negative emotions at me. Tell me why I’d consider you anything but a warden with how you’ve been treating me since the moment I was born?!”
I frowned, as what she said was true, I had been neglecting her.
“You only allowed me out when it was convenient for you! When you needed me to do something only I could do! And then you’d lock me away the moment I did what you wanted!” she screamed, sounding like an upset teenager.
“Scayla,” I said in a low voice, “I am sorry. You deserved better than-”
“Shut up,” she growled, her Ego flaring, the dark tendrils rising above her.
Glancing back at the others, I close my eyes. This was not going to end well.
“Scayla,” I finally said, turning back to her. “Let’s do this.”
She smiled widely as she reared up, “I’m going to make you pay for what you’ve put me through!”
“Yeah,” I exhaled as I lowered into a fighting stance, “you can try.”
With a roar, she slammed her hooves down, sending her Ego tendrils flying towards me.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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Things will be more serious going forward, and more gory. This is a warning, as I feel some of it is pretty bad.
Chapter 40
My body flickered as I dodged the onslaught of Ego tendrils as they snapped past me, each one going for the kill. My Ego coated claws sliced through any I couldn’t dodge. I was on the defensive, just trying to find an opening as she advanced on me slowly, keeping up the assault against me.
Focusing, I flickered twice to the side, now free of the onslaught. Using my wings to propel myself, I shot towards Scayla as she adjusted her attacks to my approach. As the Ego tendrils began to fly towards me, I spun in the air and flew over the first few that blew past me.
Flapping hard, I flared all my Ego blades as I began to spin like a drill straight towards her, destroying any Ego tendrils that attempted to hit me.
She roared as she flapped her wings, sending forcefields of magic at me. But I just drilled right through those.
Just as I was inches from her chest with the tip of my attack, she flashed, reappearing behind me as her body flashed as she cast a spell.
Hitting the ground, I spun around, preparing to attempt another attack. But the moment I came to a stop, something came over me as the spell she cast was directly onto me, meaning I couldn’t dodge it without having magic of my own.
“Got you!” she yelled, a sinister smile falling across her face as her tendrils flared and shot straight for me.
“Tsk!” I hissed as I realized I couldn’t move. As the dark tendrils near me, my own Ego shot out and latched on to her just as the tendrils reached me. They disappeared just as they slammed into me, my Ego cutting heads off.
She snorted and stomped on my Ego, breaking the connection. “Smart, but how many times can you get lucky?”
Off to the side, I saw Greg’s horn flash. I then regained control of my body. Standing up, I flexed my arms and wings.
She turned to see the others watching, eyes zeroing in on Greg, “So you want to be included in this fight?! FINE!”
Her Ego shot towards them, but Bronwyn slide between them and sliced away all the tendrils that flew towards them. This only infuriated Scayla more as she turned to Lorenzo.
“Aren’t you going to help as well?!” she yelled, shaking in anger.
He blinked and laughed, “I thought you said you could handle them all alone?”
“I can!” she yelled back, “but I-”
“Then do it,” he replied coldly, crossing his arms.
She growled as she took up a stance so she could see all of us. “Fine then…”
“Scayla,” I said, getting her attention, “You don’t have to listen to him. Hell, you don’t even need to listen to me. You’re free, why don’t you just do what you want to do?”
This seemed to cause her to think, a smile falling onto her face, “I think that’s just what I’ll do, thank you, Scamp.”
I blinked, confused that that worked, “Oh, eh… you’re welc-”
My eyes went wide as a tendril shot through my back and out my chest.
“Gonna kill you, that’s what I want to do,” she said with crazy eyes, a wide grin on her face.
“Shit!” I spat out, red and gold blood spraying out of my mouth. Using my tail, I flicked it up and sliced the tendril, causing it to disappear.
Falling to a knee, I held the gapping wound as she laughed like a maniac.
“You’re too gullible sometimes. I should know, I was inside the brain of yours,” she laughed in a cute fashion.
As I gasped, I saw another Ego tendril slide across the ground and attach to my hand. A cooling sensation washed over me as I felt the wound closing. Following the trail, I saw it lead back to Calypso.
“STOP INTERFERING!” Scayla roared as her body began to glow and a massive beam of energy shot towards the group.
Lance flashed a card, causing a shield to appear in front of them, deflecting the beam right back at her.
With a flash, she teleported next to me, dodging the attack. I reacted, but not fast enough as she slammed her antlers forward, catching me in the face. Luckily, the bone plating on my face was strong enough to withstand the attack, causing my head to just snap back instead of getting gored.
But now that she was close, I sliced out with both claws, flickering as I performed four attacks all at once.
She screamed as she flashed away, appearing a few feet away dripping blood out of her ruined face and chest.
“Bith!” She roared, unable to speak clearly now. “Yoor goung ta paa!”
“Can’t understand you,” I mocked back at her, giving her a wink as my wounds healed thanks to Calypso.
She began to shake in pure anger as the room seemed to start to darken around us.
Then, out of every single shadow in the room poured Ego tendrils, all flying towards me.
“Oh… did not know she could do that!” I yelled as I began to flicker and dodge around the incoming attacks, struggling due to the sheer amount of them.
My body began to get pounded and cut as more and more began to slip through. Calypso’s own Ego could not reach me in all of this, leaving me on my own.
Fighting as hard as I could, I sliced and flickered, but it was a losing battle as the wounds began to mount up.
As if to answer my prayers, an explosion was heard around the area Scayla was. The attack slowed enough for me to regain my composure and flicker away from my position.
Then, everything stopped, even me.
“Goft youuu!” I heard her scream in victory as my eyes went wide.
I felt something start to crawl through my entire body violently, cutting through skin and organs, wrapping around my metal bones. Struggling to look down, I saw I’d been stabbed by a tendril in the thigh.
Shaking heavily, I fought to move, to cut the Ego tendril attached to me before it spread too far. But I couldn’t.
“Nowh, doo vuat ah sey!” she roared, her ruined face seeming to resemble a smile.
“Cut it!” I screamed as my body spun around on its own, facing my friends.
“Oh fuck,” Lance said, eyes wide as he flashed a card, sending a wave of energy towards the tendril attached to me. But my body lurched forward and blocked the attack with my chest, leaving a burned hole on the top of it. Thank everything he didn’t throw something more powerful!
“CUT IT!” I screamed again as I began to panic.
<GET IT OUT!>
(CUT THIS SHIT OFF OF US!)
“Heal her!” Lance yelled as Bronwyn dashed forward.
Calypso’s Ego snapped forward and attached to me, healing the damage inside of me, and the new hole from Lance’s attack.
Bronwyn danced around in front of me as she tried to get an angle on the Ego tendril, but it kept moving around my body, keeping me between them.
My claws flashed forward violently without warning. She barely blocked it as she kept trying to get around me, but my body kept following her every move.
With a loud clang, my wings shot around and slammed into her sword as she blocked the attack. She had a panicked look on her face, which did not help me at all!
(BREAK THE FUSION!)
<I’VE BEEN TRYING!>
Everything seemed to slow as she blocked another attack from me, and a massive pain shot through my body as a second tendril blew through my back and out my chest, slamming straight into Bronwyn’s throat.
Her eyes went wide as she cut the one that pierced her, then stumbled back, collapsing onto her back. Choking violently.
Calypso’s Ego attached to her quickly, but now no one was helping keep me from attacking them!
As my body raised up and lurched towards them, Balgore grabbed my leg and slammed me straight into the ground. He grabbed the Ego tendril and ripped it from my body, causing me to let out a dual voiced wail of agony as Calypso's Ego worked over time to heal my body.
I shook violently as I stood up, looking at Bronwyn. To my relief, she was climbing to her feet as well, coughing up the remaining blood in her throat.
Snapping my head to Scayla, I saw her fuming as she stared straight into my eyes.
My Ego snapped towards Lance, to his surprise, and I latched onto him, taking his Ego abilities. “Sorry, Lance. I need to borrow you for a moment.”
He blinked, looking taken aback, but didn’t protest.
Holding up my hand, a card appeared between my claws. Focusing on it, I created a new card for myself.
“I was against killing you, Scayla,” I started as she narrowed her eyes, jaw hanging loosely. “But after that? Fuck you.”
The card flashed as a pink gleam coated my body.
My Ego shot out and attached to her in all directions, more than she could cut or break before I reached her.
I began to walk towards her, snarling as I looked her directly in the eyes.
Her body flashed as she cast a spell that flew towards me, but it just bounced off of me and flew away harmlessly. With wide eyes, she tried to cast more spells on me, but all seemed to fail. Then she shifted her focus to the Ego attached to her, but for everyone she cut, I replaced it with another.
Finally, she turned to me, eyes wide in a crazy stare.
As I neared, I flashed her wide toothy smile. I then started sprinting straight at her.
With a gurgling roar, she charged straight at me as well. But just as we neared each other, I flickered to the left. She didn’t react fast enough as I sliced down her side, leaving three long cuts along her.
Stumbling forward, she looked back, a shocked look on her face. She fell to her knees, her insides falling out.
Then to my surprise, she began to cry. Loudly. She curled up into a ball as her mane and tail started to dull.
“Damn it,” I cursed. My Ego snapped to Calypso as well. I then sent a Ego tendril to Scayla, slowly healing her wounds.
Everyone started screaming their protest, all but Lance at least. He just looked on with interest.
Scayla blinked a few times as her mouth reformed itself, looking at me with wide eyes. “What are you doing?!”
“Saving you,” I deadpanned, staring at her blankly.
“But, I’m going to kill you!” she yelled, shakily standing up.
“I’d rather you didn’t,” I said, then chuckled despite the situation.
Her lip trembled in anger as she stared at me, then her shoulders relaxed. “Damn it, Scamp… Why are you making this hard?!”
“Because that’s what I do apparently. I’ve been saving instead of killing recently,” I replied, shrugging.
Off to the side, Lance smiled in approval, clearly very proud at that moment.
Scayla snorted hard, but sighed as a small smile formed on her lips, “You know I’m not going back inside of you, right?”
“Don’t expect you too,” I say, returning her smile. “You’re your own being now, you can do whatever you want.”
She looked me over, then laughed, “I don’t know if-”
Everything happened at once. A portal opened next to her, followed by a blade flashing through her. Another opened before me the next instant, a flash of metal flying towards my neck.
I flickered as I dodged the sudden attack, dodging to the side and turning to face Lorenzo, who was just pulling his sword back from his attacks.
“You are just amazing! The reaction time! Beautiful!” he praised from across the room, clapping his hands together.
A gurgling sound came from my left, causing my head to snap over. A grimace fell across my face as I saw Scayla, now without her head.
“You…” I shook, the sight of her body causing me to start breathing harder. “... You bastard…”
“I don’t like when my underlings don’t do what I say,” Lorenzo replied, glancing at Balgore. “You’re next if you don’t return to my side. Right now.”
Balgore spat upon the ground and crossed his arms in defiance.
“Your fight is with me,” I said in a low voice as I began to walk towards him.
He turned to me, blinking, “Is it?”
I did not answer as I propel myself forward so fast, no one in the room even saw me move, not even Bronwyn.
As I appeared before him, my claws dove forward, aiming to impale him through the chest. But, just as my claws reached the cloth over his chest, a portal opened before them.
I grunted in pain as my own claws slammed into my back, digging deep into me.
“WHOA! YES!” he yelled, dancing back a few feet. “That is what I’m talking about! You NEED to work for me!”
Spitting out blood, I stood up straight, towering over him. Instead of answering him, I swung my clawed hand forward. He didn’t move since he was out of my reach. That was till one of Mallogory’s sword appeared in my hand.
His eyes went wide as he deflected the attack with his own sword, but I followed it up with a second attack from my other hand, the other sword appearing in it.
(Fucker didn’t know about these babies!)
Pushing hard, I cut away at his defenses, but his speed was on par with mine. Neither one of us could find an opening to attack the other.
Then, with the expertise of someone who’s been fighting for thousands of eons, he deflected my blades and somehow twisted them out of my hands, sending them clattering away.
His wide crazy eyes beamed at me as he sliced away at me, with my claws now being used to block and deflect his sword.
“YES!” he yelled out as we danced around each other. “You would do amazing things under my guidance!”
Not taking the bait, I kept up the assault, my wings slicing forward when they had the chance.
Again, just showing off how far ahead in combat he was, he somehow got my arms tangled up with his sword, portals appearing around himself to block my wings as he smiled up into my face.
“Say yes, give yourself to me,” he said as his free hand reached up and caressed my bone plated cheek.
My eyes narrowed, but then I smiled at him.
He returned the smile, till a bright flash caught him off guard as he lost his grip on my arms.
ooo000<^>000ooo
Mallogory and I split apart, falling to either side of him. His eyes went wide as he tried to collect himself in the seconds that followed.
My Ego attached to him just as he spun and dove for Mallogory’s chest. As the tip reached her, a portal opened over it, causing his blade to penetrate through his back.
I cursed as I realized I missed his heart with the attack.
He yelped and wheeled away, stumbling a bit as he ran away towards the door attached to the room.
“You fucking coward!” I screamed as I slammed into his back, sending him to the ground.
Mallogory jumped for him, but even from the ground he was able to deflect her attack with his blade.
Very roughly I landed on top of him, knocking his sword aside and latched down on his throat with my teeth. I very easily ripped straight through his clothing and through his fleshy neck. He let out a hoarse scream as he grabbed my Ego tendril with his bare hand and snapped it.
A portal opened beneath himself, dropping both of us into it.
“Scamp!” Mallogory screamed as she jumped in after me. A third person followed us in just as it snapped shut.
Lorenzo and I rolled across the ground as I started ripping into him over and over again with my teeth, biting anything I could get my mouth on. At one point, I bit clean through his hand, removing it from his arm.
Without warning, a heavy boot slammed into my side, sending me flying away from the wailing and screaming Lorenzo.
Mallogory caught me midair, lightening the impact I would have felt if I’d hit a wall or something.
“She really got a hold of you there, Boss!” A very familiar voice said as Mallogory put me down and I stared in horror at the sight before us.
“Oh fuck me,” Lance said from behind me. Looks like he had been the one who followed us in.
I trembled as I swallowed the gore in my mouth.
“Hey there, horse, bet you thought you wouldn’t be seeing me again,” Leem laughed as he stepped over the squirming Lorenzo. “Bail, heal the Boss will ya?”
A little crippled man pulled himself out of a box, Ego leaving his body and attaching to Lorenzo’s own, calming him down.
My body just shook more and more violently as I stared at him, his wide toothy smile the cause of my many nights of waking up screaming. The two appendages he’d eaten off began to burn at the memory of him.
“I’m new and improved,” he said, tapping his head. “So sorry to say that little trick won’t work again.”
“Scamp, it’s okay,” Mallogory said, touching my shoulder. “We got this.”
“You don’t, but hope is always a fun thing to rip from someone,” he laughed, squaring up with us. “I’m going to eat your arms and legs first, then we’ll see how I’m feeling after that.”
“Kill them!” Lorenzo choked out, eyes ablaze as he stared at me as I shook violently. “But leave the bitch alive! I want her!”
“With pleasure,” Leem chuckled as he began to stomp towards us.
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When the world ends, a young man gets a chance to relive his life in the world of Equestria.
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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Chapter 41
As Leem approached us, I couldn’t break myself out of my terrified state. I had always hoped I wouldn’t have to face him ever again, and yet, here he was! And I was singled out, just like the first time we’d fought!
“Scamp,” Mallogory said calmly, touching my face. “We’ll get through this.”
Closing my eyes, ignoring the approaching monster, I took a shaky breath. I could do this. I just have to focus and get through this one more time. One more time, Scamp, you can do this!
My eyes flew open, a forced determined look falling across my face. “Lance, focus on restraining him. Keep trying methods till something works. Mallogory and I will keep him distracted.”
“Whispering up a plan?” he laughed as he neared us. “I’m interested in seeing what you got up your sleeves!”
We all nodded as we jumped into action. Mallogory and I took off towards him as Lance jumped back, cards flaring around himself as he began to work on them.
Leem didn’t even dodge us as I sliced away at his left while Mallogory cut away at his right.
“Really? Just normal attacks?” He said as he didn’t even react to our attacks. His fist flew out and caught me in the face, sending me flying away.
Spinning on Mallogory, he punched through her blades and grabbed her by the face. He yanked her to himself as she fought, taking a deep inhale of her as he did so. He licked his lips as he reared his head back and snapped forward.
But as he came down for her, I appeared behind her, having propelled myself back to them, and caught his jaws with my paw and Ego blades. I yelled out in pain as I struggled to keep his mouth open as Mallogory fought to break free of his grasp.
He just laughed as I did everything I could to keep him from killing her.
“Scamp!” She hissed out as she flickered like crazy, but couldn’t get away, “Just get back!”
“Fucking shut up!” I screamed back as his jaws began to close around her head. Roaring, I pulled as hard as I could, but it was no use. He was just playing with us at this point.
Then his beady eyes went wide as his body flashed green.
Taking advantage of the moment, I screamed as I pulled hard, ripping his head in half. Mallogory broke from his grasp and we sprang back as he grunted and groaned.
“Oh thank God!” Lance yelled out. “I thought none of them were going to work!”
Leem started to growl as his body started to turn a light shade of red. Then he roared as steam exploded from his body as he broke free of whatever Lance had put over him.
He now seemed to have lost all sense of playing around as he sprinted towards us on all fours.
My eyes went wide as I saw he was aiming for Mallogory.
As he jumped forward for her, I jumped forward and knocked her away, getting grabbed instead. “Lance!” I yelled out, eyes wide in panic as Leem looked like a feral beast.
Before anyone could react, he grabbed me by the neck and flank and pulled.
I heard a horrendous tearing sound as he yanked me about then threw me over his shoulders.
Lance and Mallogory screamed my name, but Leem had already started advancing on them.
I tumbled across the ground, letting out screams of pain as I hit the ground over and over again. Finally, I came to a stop.
Staring straight up, I could hear the others fighting, bright flashes filling the room as Lance used his cards as fast as he could make them.
Trying to move sent a large amount of pain through my body, but I had to sit up. Slowly getting my legs behind me, I pushed myself up, eye wide as I realized I was now just a top half. My lower half sat a few feet away.
“Oh that’s not good,” I mumbled, feeling very light headed at the lose of blood and sight before me.
“I told him not to kill her!” Lorenzo yelled from my right as he stood up, stumbling away to another door nearby.
The little crippled man began to try and climb back into his box.
Grinding my teeth in pain, I rolled over, forcing myself to crawl to my lower half. My life seemed to be flickering as I felt like I was going to die at any moment.
Ayla appeared above me, cheering me on.
“Come on, Scamp! Push! COME ON!”
Screaming in pain, I grabbed my lower half and pulled it towards me as I began to try and pull in as much of myself as I could. Once I’d gotten as much as I could possibly get, I sent my Ego to the little man, attaching to him.
He hissed and clawed at my Ego, but I kept attaching it, fighting to live. Using his Ego abilities, I began to slowly heal myself. I shook violently as I watched my insides heal first, then everything else. I held my lower body to myself, hoping this actually reconnected them. Otherwise, it was over.
Looking at the fight, I saw Lance as missing a leg and wing, struggling to keep fighting as Mallogory did her best to dodge his attacks. Luckily, with him going full feral, he was mostly attacking wildly, which allowed her to see his attacks coming.
The crippled man began to pull himself to me, a dagger in his hand.
Shit shit shit shit!
I tried to heal faster, but it was taking its time!
He neared me and took a stab at me, but I caught it in my right leg, the blade impaling my leg. I twisted it and broke it from his grasp. Instead of going after it, he pulled himself up onto me and began to try and choke me.
My back half wasn’t working yet, so I couldn’t move very effectively. One of my wings, however, was able to move. I snapped it up and slammed it into his head, causing him to fall off of me.
Come on! Heal damn it!
My damned back legs still refused to move as the little man came back, going for the knife stuck in my leg. I waved it around, trying to keep it out of his grasp.
But he eventually got it by the hilt and pulled it free. With an angry roar, he raised it and brought it down towards my face.
With a clang, I caught the blade in my teeth, barely saving myself. He grunted as he fought to push the knife further down. I grabbed him with my leg and paw and tried to push him back, but I was very immobile at that moment. He began to slam a fist down onto the knife, trying to beat it down into me.
But I held tight, my jaws stronger than he was.
Then, as if a massive wave of relief washed over me, I kicked my back legs.
Screaming in anger around the blade, I raised up and threw him into the wall next to me. As he tried to get up, I bucked him straight in the face, knocking him unconscious.
Looking back to the fight, I saw Lance was now down, seeming to be unconscious also. Mallogory was on a losing path as he was getting closer to grabbing her.
What can I even do here?!
Ayla appeared next to me, thinking as well.
Then a very dumb idea hit me. “I fucking swear…” I grumble, opening my pocket dimension and pulling out two items.
As Leem began to gain the upper hand on Mallogory, a few bullets slammed into his back.
He spun around, eyes ablaze as he saw me standing on my two hind legs, very shaky, pointing the pistol I’d gotten from the rats at him.
“Come on, fucker, finish me off,” I say, firing again and hitting him in the eye. He roared and began to sprint towards me on all fours.
“Scamp!” Mallogory yelled, sounding completely exhausted as she stumbled after him.
I fired away as he neared, the bullets doing nothing but pissing him off more and more.
“That’s right,” I mumble, my right leg coming out from behind my back. “Just try and kill me.”
As he jumped in the air towards me, I flung the item in my right hoof at him.
A little pokeball slapped him in the face and pulled him in just as he reached me, the wind flying past me as he disappeared, his maw inches from my face.
“Holy shit,” I gasped out as I collapsed, my adrenaline choosing that moment to crash.
“What’d you just do?!” Mallogory asked as she slid up next to me, lifting me up into a tight hug.
“Careful, still hurting,” I say, using my Ego to attach to the crippled man again, attaching my Ego to both of us to heal our wounds.
She laughs happily, crying into me.
“Mallo, please, go to Lance, get his leg and wing,” I say, not wanting to waste time.
She wipes her face as she jumps up and runs to him, gathering up his body parts as she did so.
Once they were held in place, I sent my Ego to him.
After a few minutes, I stood up and walked over, watching him groan as he came too.
“We dead?” he asked, coughing loudly.
“Almost,” I chuckle, holding my paw out to him. He takes it and allows me to lift him up.
“Where’s that fucker at?” Mallogory asked, looking around.
I pointed to the door he’d walked for, “That way. He’s still hurt.”
“Good,” Lance said, flashing a card. A portal opened, and the others stood on the other side, looking shocked.
Bronwyn was the first one through, “What happened? Did you get him?!” Then she saw the massive amount of blood all over the room, most of it Leems, but a lot of mine as well.
“Leem,” I said simply, getting a horrified look from her. “He’s not here anymore. I teleported him to Ominus’s ship.”
“Good thinking, he’ll be trapped there till he figures out the password on the teleporters,” Jero said, looking around. “Uh… who's that?”
I turned to see the little crippled man quickly moving towards a hole in the wall, just big enough for him to climb into.
“Oh, no one,” I say, raising the gun and firing. The bullet snapped the man's head to the side as he went limp, right at the opening to the hole.
“Where’s Lorenzo?” Bronwyn asked, gripping her sword tightly.
“That way,” I said as I started walking towards the door.
Calypso attached her Ego to all of us again, healing up any wounds we still had. Thanks to her, the stiffness in my back legs went away, returning them to normal. Thank all that is good for her and her abilities!
Upon entering the door at the end of the room, we found ourselves in another hallway. A blood trail led to the right, so that’s the way we went.
It did not take us long to find the door it led into. Voices could be heard on the other side. Pressing my ear to the door, I could just make out what was being said.
“-ing you? Why would I help you? You have gone against every order I’ve given you, and your pet has probably already killed him! Do you know what that would mean for me?! He is my ticket, and you just lost him to that ravenous creature you call a pet!”
“I don’t care, you need to help me here! Use your powers! Something!” Lorenzo pleaded, sounding very pathetic.
Not wanting to hear anymore, I kicked the door in, and we all rushed in.
Lorenzo spun around from the massive hologram before him to face us, eyes wide.
“Watcher! See?! He’s alive!” he yelled, pointing to Lance. “So help me!”
We all stared up at the hologram, the being on the other side staring at us with raised eyebrows.
Lance blinked, then pointed, “That’s not the Watcher! The Watcher is a big stone golem fucker!”
The strange being on the hologram blinked a few times, its strange arms touching its face. “Lorenzo, deal with them.” The hologram then disappeared, leaving a damaged and panicking Lorenzo.
My Ego flew towards him, attaching to him.
“Stay,” I say simply as we all fan out around him. “Who was that?”
“The Watcher you idiot!” he yelled as he watched us all move around him.
“No it wasn’t,” Lance responded.
Lorenzo growled and took a step back. “That was his true form, you foolish man! His Virtues form!”
“Alright then,” I say, taking up a position right in front of him. “Let’s make a deal. You tell us what we want to know, and you can walk.”
“Scamp!” Bronwyn hissed, but I held up a hoof.
“Deal?”
He looked around at us, frowning. “Deal.”
“Good, now tell us how to get to the Watcher.”
He sighed, shaking his head, “That’s really not a smart move. You all think just because you beat me that you can beat him? Tsk, delusional, the lot of you.”
“Just answer the question,” I press, eyes narrowing.
“Fine,” he says, holding his side where blood still seeped from. “You can use the teleport pads in this base. Go into the history, and you’ll find his domain.”
“Now tell us, why does he want Lance?”
With a chuckle, he looked at Lance, “If I tell you that, he’ll kill me.”
“Or I’ll kill you right now,” I offered, but he just laughed.
“More scared of the Watcher than you, horsey.”
Bronwyn stepped forward, getting face to face with him.
“Ah, Bron, my eternal stalker. I bet you are happy right now, finally catching me,” Lorenzo jokes, poking her chest with a finger.
She just glared at him. “I should remove your head right now for all the people you’ve killed. All the friends lost to your sadistic hand.”
He only laughs louder in response.
“But we have more pressing matters right now, now answer the question!” she yelled, shoving him hard.
“Sure, anything for you, Bron.” He stood up straight and fixed his coat that barely hung on him. “The Watcher wants to return to his rightful seat in the Ultimate Authority Dimension, and if he can break a Angel from the higher realms and bring them to-”
A massive portal opened behind him and a mechanical hand suddenly shot out and grabbed him. His eyes went wide as he was yanked into the hole, screaming.
THe portal closed before any of us could react.
“What the fuck?!” Lance yelled, jumping forward to where Lorenzo had been. “Was that the Watcher?!”
“It was,” Castor said, flying around Lance.
Lance cursed and kicked the ground, and walked towards a chair to sit down.
“Why was the Watcher removed from the UAD?” I asked, looking at Castor.
He blinked at us, then sighed. “His views and methods go against what the UAD stands for. He was cast out long ago for playing Creator, creating his own worlds and creatures. This something only two beings are allowed to do. The One True Creator, and the Dao. The Dao is over the UAD, while the Creator is over all.” He then looked to Lance, “and with you being an Angel of the Creator, that makes you very valuable to someone like the Watcher.”
“Great,” Lance said, rubbing his face.
“So, if we go to him right now, do we stand a chance?” I asked, looking at him with worry.
“No,” he admits. “But it doesn’t matter, we could prepare for the rest of time, and my answer would be the same.” He points to Greg, “This all hinges on him and the Seed of Knowledge.”
Greg blinked a few times, and frowned. “I really hate this all being on me…”
“The Traveler believed you were the key, and I’ll just have to believe he was right,” Castor said, crossing his arms. “But I don’t like it.”
“What are we up against?” Reinhardt asked, frowning as she twirled her blade.
“Nothing we can fight in normal conventions,” he replied. “The Watcher can bend reality and manipulate dimensions at will. It’s the power of Virtues. I can manipulate reality as well, but not on his level. The best I can do during a fight, with no other help, is defend myself and keep him busy.”
“But,” I began, rubbing my chin, “can he be killed?”
“I do not know,” he admitted.
Lance groaned loudly, “Is there even a point to fighting him if we’re not even sure we can win?”
I frowned, as he had a point. But looking around at everyone, I saw they looked determined. “I say, screw it. If we don’t fight him, he’ll just do something later. Might as well deal with him while we’re all ready, right?”
“Right!” Reinhardt yells, slamming her fist together. Remi gave a thumbs up, looking determined.
Everyone else gave their own cheers of determination, causing Lance to shake his head. “You all don’t have to follow me. Is it really that bad if I just give myself up and let him win? If he wins, he’ll leave you all alone.”
“He can not win,” Castor suddenly yelled, actually appearing to be a bit panicked. “If he wins, the UAD itself will be in danger! If he resumes his previous seat, he’ll push for changes, and with the political state of the UAD at this moment, others will be swayed to his side! All of creation will be in danger!”
“Fuck, you just got to up the stakes like that, don’t you?” Lance said, rubbing his face. “Alright, we can do this. I don’t know how, but with all of us here and the Seed of Knowledge, we can do this.”
“Damn right we can do this,” I reassure him, giving him an award winning smile. “Together.”
He smiles at me, looking a bit relieved that all of this would be over soon. “Together.”
“Now where are these teleporters!” Greg yelled out as everyone fanned out to find them.
Next stop, the Watcher’s domain.
Writing will slow down as I prepare things.
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Living The Dream
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When the world ends, a young man gets a chance to relive his life in the world of Equestria.
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incomplete
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<p>The world has ended for humans, but people get a choice; heaven, hell, or a world of their choice. A young man chooses to go to the land of Equestria where he becomes a pony himself.</p><br/><br/><p>Part 1: Jovial timeline<br/>Part 2: In the end, nothing matters<br/>Part 3: The dark timeline<br/>Part 4: Eternal Plains<br/>Part 5: Sins of the past</p><p>Credit for cover art: <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/plantrune/art/We-are-reliving-the-dream-2023-962006670" rel="nofollow">Plantrune/Yamston</a></p>
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2022-11-10T05:16:56+00:00
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2022-11-10T18:04:47+00:00
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Chapter 42
“This is going to end so badly,” Calypso muttered as we all stepped up onto the teleporter.
“We got this,” I said, giving her a wink. “Just going to pop on over and kick his ass, then be home in time for dinner.”
A little smile played on her lips as she slugged my shoulder.
Lance and Jero stepped up last as the teleporter began to buzz.
“Let’s get this fucker!” Greg yelled as we all teleported.
We all reappeared in a dark cave-like room, with a single large door ahead of us.
A strange feeling fell over me as we stood there, like a heavy pressure pushing down on my soul.
“The Watcher’s domain,” Castor muttered as he took on his true form, towering above us. “He awaits us, just beyond that door.”
I looked at Mallogory and nodded as she gave me the same look.
We came together and began our dance, Ego pouring into her Stomata. As we came to the end, we leaned in to kiss.
Then we blew apart, the fusion failing.
Groaning, I sat up, looking confused.
“The Watcher must have put a barrier up to counter fusing after watching you two,” Castor said, looking displeased.
“Great, wished we’d known that,” Mallogory groaned as she stood up and walked over to me, the two of us leaned on each other.
Castor looked at Greg. “It is time, Greg.”
Greg frowned as he pulled the Seed of Knowledge out, “I really don’t like this, bro.”
He started to crush it, but before he could start, Castor stopped him. “We’ve talked about this, you MUST eat it. It is the way it is intended.”
“And I’ve told you I know what I’m doing!” Greg snapped, but Castor remained over him.
“Do it the right way, otherwise you jeopardize us all,” Castor said sternly.
With a groan, Greg nodded, “I think my way is better…” He put the drug into his mouth and began to chew. Gulping loudly, he swallowed it.
“Well?” Lance asked.
Greg blinked, rubbing his stomach. “Uh…. what happens next?”
His eyes went wide and rolled back into his head.
“Is it working?” Reinhardt asked.
Then his head exploded.
We all stared on in shock as his body stumbled and hit the ground.
“... Ominus was wrong,” Castor said, with sadness in his voice.
Lance blinked, then roared, “What the fuck?! It just killed him!”
“That was the risk,” Castor hung his head solemnly. “The Seed is only for UAD, if any other being eats it, they die instantly.”
“FUCK!” Lance screamed in frustration as he walked away, heading for the doors.
“Lance…” I began, but he cut me off.
“No, we’re doing this. The Watcher is going to pay for all this shit!”
We all looked at each other and slowly followed after him.
Balgore hung back a bit, staring down at Greg’s body. He made a sign with his hands and patted him, then he stood and followed us.
“Prepare yourselves,” Castor said from above us. “I will distract him, while all of you figure out how best to beat him.”
“Yep,” Lance yelled up, eyes glued to the door.
With a mighty heave, Castor pushed the doors open, and we walked into the massive room beyond.
“You came,” a voice boomed across the room to us as the Watcher floated above the ground.
As we walked in, the doors slammed shut behind us and disappeared. Lance walked ahead of the group, staring across the room at the Watcher.
“And here we are again, Lance. You and I, staring at one another at the end of a story. Just like last time, you’ve brought more friends to die before you,” the Watcher mocked, seeming to be very sure of himself.
Lance spit onto the ground, cards floating up around him, “This time will be different.”
“We shall see,” the Watcher replied, then looked to Castor. “Ah, ]̸̗̙̰̺̏̉̅́͐͝ͅ[̷̛͕̦͓͙̩̀̈͘̕͜]̵͈̾;̸̖̼̘̹͑͑̄̚'̶̖̜̀̍͗̓͘͝/̷̧̗̮̬̹̿͛͗͒͗͘.̵̠̗̙̭̇͋̂/̴̧̨͈̤̪̰̓̅̾,̵͔͉̞͔̻̅͒̄̒;̵͈̫̩̄̚'̴̼̙̜͎̓̔͜͠;̸͙̲̜͈̒̿͋̔̍-̵̧̛̛̥̩̲͆̎͛͘;̸̟̤̘͉̖̃̐̾̈́̍͂͜'̷̰̰̻͙̱̪̃̂̌͑͝;̶̳̌̓͊̌͊͘͜'̴̡͖̙̎͋̌̄́̈́.̷͈̊͂͝'̶̝͚̱̽͗̈́̄̚'̴̛̘͚̆́̔'̷̻́͠͝f̶͈̳̈́͛͒̈́͆;̷͉͉̹͖̫̄͜'̷̰̭̼̳̋;̶̫̯̰̌͐̾̋̕ͅ'̸̟̽͐͘/̸̧̻͇̭̔͋̈͠.̸̡͇̻̌̌͛̒͆.̷̨̪͖̥̠̭̅̽ it is so good to see you again. How’s your father?”
“Do not speak of him,” Castor said in a low voice.
The Watcher scanned each of us, “Missing one, are we?”
Lance growled, a card flashed as a beam flew towards the Watcher. But all he did was let it hit him, not even reacting.
“This is going to go exactly like last time, I’m afraid,” the Watcher said with a look of false sadness on his face. “I thought you’d have learned your lesson.”
“Lance, calm down,” I said quietly, but the Watcher’s eyes moved to me.
“Ah, a creation of mine! I hoped you’d make it this far so I could see you in the flesh,” he said in a creepily loving voice.
It shook me to my core.
“Castor,” Lance said slowly. “Get him.”
With a flash, Castor and the Watcher appeared before each other in the middle of the room.
“A lowly messenger like yourself dares challenge a Virtue?!” the Watcher bellowed, his voice alone sending wind blasting into our faces.
Castor did not respond as he suddenly grabbed the mechanical arms of the Watcher, and the two began to flash in and out of existence. Every time they reappeared, Castor looked more and more hurt.
“How do we fight something like this?!” Reinhardt asked, looking at her sword with a frown.
“We just do!” Lance yelled as the two dueling beings returned again, this time with Castor flying back and slamming into a wall.
“Go!” Lance yelled as he took to the air, flying for the Watcher as Castor slowly stood back up.
We all moved forward, unsure of what to do. As we neared him, he wheeled on us, looking furious.
“Foolishness!” he bellowed as a beam shot out and hit Remi. She seemed to unravel as we ran, falling to pieces before our eyes.
Not knowing what else to do, I sent my Ego forward and attached it to him.
This was the biggest mistake of my life as I felt my entire being get sucked into him and spat back into me. I collapsed immediately, suddenly very weak. As if my soul had been thrown into a blender!
Lance flashed cards like crazy as all kinds of attacks pelted the Watcher’s strange body.
With a bang, Castor rejoined the fight, the two going back and forth with hits. Doing it old fashioned for a moment before they blinked out of existence again.
While they were gone, Mallogory ran back to me and tried to help me back up. But my legs were to weak to support myself.
A loud whoosh of air was heard as the Watcher reappeared alone, flashing two beams out, causing Calypso and Jero to scream out in horror as they too seemed to fall apart at the seams.
“We’re dying out here!” I hissed, shoving Mallogory off of me. “Go! I’ll be fine!”
She looked conflicted as she slowly stood up and spun, heading for the battle.
Lance threw a shield out over Reinhardt as the Watcher turned for her, but it did nothing as he smashed through it with a metal clawed hand. He sliced straight through her before she could react, killing yet another of our friends.
Castor reappeared, looking wrecked beyond repair, and yelled as he fired a beam from his hand, hitting the Watcher in the back. This actually seemed to hurt him as he let out a wail of some kind and turned, a beam of his own coming out of his face and pushing Castor’s back.
Trying to help, Lance flashed another card, causing the Watcher to flash gold. What ever he did seemed to slow the Watcher.
Bronwyn, using her elastic like Ego, threw herself up towards the Watcher’s back. As she flew by, she sliced through his right wing, shredding a large hole in it.
“Enough!” he bellowed as his beam of energy seemed to grow and quickly over take Castor’s own energy. The Watcher’s beam blew over Castor, and when it cleared, all that was left were the feet of the messenger.
With an angry twirl, the Watcher spun around and flashed a bowl of energy out of his body. It passed over Bronwyn and Balgore. Bronwyn just exploded immediately, while Balgore seemed to weather it, but fell to his knees. Smoke poured up from his body as he yelled in agony.
“Interesting,” the Watcher said as he suddenly snatched up Balgore and put him in some kind of jar. “Welcome to my collection, strange creature.”
As the Watcher turned to put away the Jar, I looked around, horrified to find it was just Lance, Mallogory, and myself left.
Lance was desperately speaking into his cards, trying to make new ones as Mallogory stood by his side, looking unsure of her next move.
Once he was done, the Watcher turned back to us, looking everything over. “What a shame, really. Are you ready to stand down, Lance?”
“No!” He yelled, a few cards flashing as he grew in size to match the Watcher. He transitioned into his Apollyon form and let out a pained roar.
The Watcher just looked on in amusement as he glanced my way. “I warned you, Lance.”
A beam suddenly flew from one of the eyes along his body and hit me.
Mallogory turned to me just as I felt a strange sensation wash over me.
Oh…
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Mallogory let out a pained wail as she watched Scamp melt into a puddle of gore.
Lance charged forward as another card flashed, allowing him to move faster than light. He slammed into the Watcher and began to wail on the extremely solid and unmoving body parts of the Watcher. Each hit just clanged loudly, his hooves shattering with each hit.
“This will never hurt me,” the Watcher said calmly as he hit Lance with a arm, sending him flying backwards.
He floated towards him, barely acknowledging the crying Mallogory as he sent a beam to her, turning her into a rocket as she flew into the air and exploded in gore like a bad cartoon skit.
“Lance, are you feeling it? The sensation of losing yet again?” The Watcher said as he sent a beam to Lance, causing him to return to his normal form.
Lance growled as he stood up, flashing a card as a new wave of energy shot forward, hitting the Watcher in the face. But he just kept coming as another beam came out and hit Lance, causing him to fall to his knees as he felt like he’d been thrown into a rock tumbler.
“Stop,” the Watcher commanded.
Even if he wanted to, Lance didn’t have it in him anymore to keep fighting.
So he just stared up at the Watcher as he towered above him.
“Better,” the Watcher said. “This entire event, the entire arc, could have been avoided if you’d just played along. No one else had to suffer. But just like on Equestria, all you do is hurt others.”
“You won’t break me,” Lance coughed out, not giving in.
“Yes I will,” the Watcher replied calmly. “Did you have no plan? Just walking in here and believing you’d win? I expected so much, and this is what you gave me?”
Lance didn’t respond, just stared up at the being above him with hate filled eyes.
“Submit,” the Watcher said simply.
“Fuck you,” Lance said, spitting on the ground between them.
A beam hit him, causing his right leg to melt off of his body. He grimaced and hissed, but he did not back down, just spat again.
“Hm… physical pain does nothing to you. How about… mental,” he said in a sinister voice as a beam hit Lance, causing him to scream in agony as three parts of himself were killed instantly.
“Shall I go further?”
Lance shook as he looked up at the Watcher, bloody tears pouring out of his eyes. His mind was now silent, with Break, Dawn, and Eclipse gone.
“Further,” he spat out.
“Very well,” the Watcher replied as a pony appeared before Lance.
“Lance?!” Twilight yelled, looking both confused and horrified as she reached out for him.
“Twilight?!” Lance gasped out, reaching for her.
A large metal hand came down right in front of him, crushing the purple mare instantly.
He stared straight ahead, eyes appearing dead as the Watcher raised his hand and wiped it off on the ground next to him.
“Dead,” the Watcher said simply. “And she’s been saying this whole time how you would come and save her. What an ending to her story.”
“...” Lance stared at the mess before him, unable to speak.
“Further?” The Watcher mocked, but got no response. “Which of your children is your least favorite?”
“Don’t,” Lance mumbled, eyes still glued in front of himself.
“Dad?!” He heard Fawn say from his side. He didn’t have it in himself to look as he heard another fist slam into the ground.
“Everyone you love is dying, because you refuse to break, Lance,” the Watcher boomed from above him.
“Fine,” Lance said, unable to stop himself as he looked to the side, seeing his daughter. “You want me to give in?”
“Yes.”
“Then make me!” Lance yelled as a card flared up next to him.
“Another card?” The Watcher laughed. “That’s your last one, isn’t it? Better make it a good one.”
Lance’s lips trembled as he closed his eyes, saying a prayer.
“Let’s try this again!” He screamed out as the card flashed.
The Watcher’s eyes went wide, then he smiled, “Bold move! Do you really believe you’ll do it all differently?”
Lance spat onto the ground as all of time came to a grinding halt. Then, with an extremely violent jerk, everything shot backwards.
I'm not good enough to do my original plan, so onward we go.
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