//------------------------------// // 3: "The Red Tide" // Story: The Biography of a Transdimensional Brony // by The12GageKid_Bron3 //------------------------------// The Biography of a Transdimensional Brony "What am I saying, I can't destroy a world for the actions of a small, evil bunny. Besides, I can't take on any magic users until I understand how to counter their power." John sighed to himself. My family is gone. I might not see them again. John sat on the last step and broke down in tears. "Hey, at least you still have me." Jack attempted to comfort him. John tried to pull himself together. "Yeah. I need to keep going. I probably have bigger fish to fry." "Atta boy." Jack encouraged. "Come on buddy." John told Jack, as his heart twinged from his memories of his own world. "Time to destroy some infidels!" "But you're an atheist." Jack teased. John uttered a weak laugh as the pair climbed up the stairs. They entered the room to see Fluttershy nursing Angel, who was milking the 'injury' he sustained for all it's worth, Twilight conversing with Luna, Pinkie Pie being, well herself. He also saw a lack of Applejack and Rainbow Dash. "Wo sind die Ponys?" John slipped into German for a second, as he did from time to time. "What'd Y'all say pardner?" A certain southern equine asked, followed closely by a rainbow-maned pegasus, both sporting a deep blush. "Wait, what's with the blushes? And also I asked where the ponies were, the you answered my question." John fired, speaking at a speed a minigun would have strained to obtain. "I-it's nothing." Rainbow Dash defended, looking shady. "Seems legit." John laughed. "Now, John, I must ask you a boon." Luna stated, having been brought up to speed by Twilight. "Princess, with all due respect, if you could call me 'Conscript', that would be better." John asked, trying to forget his previous life. Luna looked at him quizzically, then nodded her head. "Conscript, come with me." Luna held out her wing, and motioned for John to get under it. He obliged. He felt the weight and warmth of the wing. Soon, darkness enveloped them, as Jack ran into John's arms. A familiar scent carried through blackness. The smell of damp decay, like an old house after rain. It reminded John of home, more specifically, the house's air conditioner, but hey, it was all he had. When they arrived, the group was met with a regal setting, no doubt the royal throne room itself. A tall white horse approached them. John bolted up to his feet. "Celestia." John snarled, glaring at the Princess. "John." Celestia acknowledged, dismissing the human's blatant anger. "What?" John demanded of the monarch, fists curling. "That's no way to speak to a princess." Celestia scolded, and Luna's face seemed to show anger at John's tone. "You have only the authority I give you." John stated through gritted teeth. "Really?" Celestia mocked as she blanketed him in a greenish-yellow aura. Or, tried to, at least, the spell immediately broke on contact with John. "Maybe you should try something else." John sneered as he checked his watch, checking the math of a problem he just remembered. This time, it was Luna who attempted the spell, a dark aura attempted at him, but retreated as the elder sister's did. Then a purple-wight light appeared in front of him. It faded, leaving a blue and black box in front of John. Along with it came a screen, keyboard, and wires; it softly whirred. "Sasha!" John boomed in his mock Russian accent, causing the royals to take a step back. "What is that?" Luna asked, seemingly fearful. "Is Sasha, my computer." John explained, maintaining the accent. "I-i think I read a book about those." Luna quavered, backing up. "Luna, don't be afraid, is just friend." John coaxed, not noticing the white ruler behind him, gearing up for her finishing move. "I, Princess Celestia, hereby banish thee to the moon!" Celestia bellowed, as a white beam shot towards John. It reflected off of an invisible wall, encompassing the boy, his dog, who had no idea what was going on, and his computer. It struck the monarch, sending her about ten meters up. She landed with a thud. John chuckled, and helped the alicorn up. "See? Only the power I give you." "How?" Celestia asked. "I don't know if you have a thing called logic here, but it tends to not like magic." John hoped that Celestia bought it, truth is, John had no idea what was going on. He helped Celestia to her feet. "So I ask again, what's the problem?" John requested. "We don't know. The outer rim of towns have succumbed to attacks of unknown origin and type." Luna stated, still wary of the boy. "Alright. I can possibly help, for a price. I will need a lab of my own, preferably in the castle, and a way to requisition materiel." John sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "The force might be using the amulet of Tanzen." Luna continued. John giggled at this, thinking of German 1. His teacher always had a dance that went with it. To this day, it was burned into his memory. "The amulet of Tanzen is no laughing matter, it allows the user to corrupt any soul beyond repair." Celestia scolded. John cast her a gaze that would've made salting and burning all the farmland in Equestria seem like a tea party. "As my sister was saying, the Tanzen amulet can corrupt souls, but, it won't corrupt souls that it deems corrupted." Luna explained. "That's where I come in, I go find the amulet, destroy said amulet, allowing the enemy to be defeated." John deduced. "Typical." "How did you know?" Both the sisters asked, shocked. "Like I said, it's typical." John stated. "O-kay." Celestia muttered, looking worried. "Alright, before I set off, I'll need to upgrade all the tech involved." John declared, booting up Sasha. "Alright, how?" Luna decided to play along. "Give me a week with the best of your scientists." John told the pair. He walked into the throne room once again, picked up Sasha, and demanded to be returned to Ponyville. He was immediately teleported back. He stretched and walked off towards the library. It had sort of become his home. Well, house, it's not a home yet. He soon arrived at the familiar door, and thought before knocking. Okay, how am I going to do this. Upgrade tech first. Next, create a doomsday device. Wait, strike that, make means of transport. Thirdly, well, that's best not discussed, even in my own head. John's mind simulated the events that could unfold, most of them were positive. They are only ponies. Let's open the door. And so John did. He was greeted by four faces, again missing Applejack and RD. "Are those two off snogging again?" John asked, chuckling a bit as he did. All nodded in affirmation. "Ha! Alright then, let's get down to business. Celestia has assigned us to a very dangerous mission." John explained, and was met with sarcastic looks of 'you don't say?'. "Oh, I guess you must've been informed... Anyway, I'll be gone for about a week, trying to give some semblance of technology. Also, Rarity, I need to ask you something, come along." John motioned for Rarity to follow him to the far end of the library. Which she did, if hesitantly. John booted up Sasha and showed Rarity of a deep blue, well, near- black, high-collar navy coat. He figured it would protect him from the middle of his calves to his cheekbones from any cold. "Could you please make this?" He asked the fashionista. "Yes, I suppose so, but there is one thing." Rarity spoke. "What's wrong?" John asked, concerned. "I made something like these for some ponies once. They were dreadful, smelled of alcohol, criticized my owning of the Boutique, and kept calling me 'Comrade'." Rarity elaborated. John smiled. "I'm not like that... Comrade." John joked. "That's not funny!" Rarity whin- complained. "I kid, I kid." John reassured. "But, as I was saying, I can make these. Should cost you... well, consider it a gift." Rarity continued. "Great, but there's a couple things that I have to ask yet." John stated. "First, can you make some pants out of the same sort of material, as well as a captain's hat?" John asked, showing her a picture depicting anthropomorphic ponies in a submarine, wearing such clothes. "Wait is that Fluttershy? And Rainbow Dash? And Twilight?" Rarity asked, shock on her face. "Yes, but the clothing, can you make it?" John responded. "Of course." Rarity said. "Thanks." John replied, walking over to Twilight. "Hey Twilight, would you like to come along to Canterlot. Help me test some of the things?" John asked, then thought for a microsecond, and addressed the whole room. "On second thought, how about you all come along?" John queried, and a round of 'Yes!' could be heard. Perfect.