//------------------------------// // I dream of pony... // Story: The Equestrian Omni-Knight // by Azure5555 //------------------------------// 'A...dream? The last thing I remember was falling asleep...I think?' I run my hands over my chest and notice I'm still in the nude for lack of a better word. Surrounding me was a room made of the purest white, shadows danced along nonexistent walls and in the middle of it all was an orb of warm golden light. "That's pretty neat." 'Yooou....You did this to meeeee.....' "Huh? Oh! Ooooooh. Oh...shit. Nightmare." The orb began to vibrate violently, its golden glow would emanate a dark energy every other second. The glow became larger and brighter, the orb expanded and finally it took on a form reminiscent of a knight. The figure before me was quite obviously female if the breastplate was any indicator. Jagged pauldrons adorned her shoulders and her helm was shaped in the visage of a raven. The sticky black of shadow melted away to give way to a light blue glint. If I didn't already know who she was I'd say she was beautiful "Kneel before me!" 'Hahaa no.’ We rush at each other, my shadow of doubt against her knight's frame. She launches a fist at my face only for it to impact against the ethereal flat of my luminous blade. "Rampage!" With a punch my opponent is sent flying, trailing rings of light delivering a added payload of damage. "Sky Blade!" Nightmare leveled herself with ethereal wings, but they dissolved immediately as several holy blades pinned her down. "You had enough?" I ask my pitiful opponent. "You will not defeat me here foul demon." "Cute, but you aren't in control. So I will leave you an ultimatum: Follow the original plan and maybe you'll have a shot at a rematch, or die. No ifs ands or buts." ... "I will defeat you one day, but today is not that day." "Aye. I guess I'll see you when I see you Nightmare." "Please...call me Midnight..." Was it really a dream? I woke up to the gentle hum of the crystal in my hand. I take a quick look at the basement and find my statue rebuilt. I took note of two subtle differences: The structure had shifted so as to reflect the female form. And two, there was a hole in it's chest. "Huh, well...to quote HBI2K's Escaflowne abridged...heart goes in and OOH shiny!" 'I've waited 1500 years to make that joke...' As the glow faded, the hole sealed itself. The third phase of my plan was now complete, and that meant one step closer to flushing out Ultrate- 'No! Shut up! Do you want to get sued!?' "Huh...I do wonder what time it is." As I pondered this ponder of ponders, my arm bathed itself in a warm golden glow. As the light receded, my normal glorious brown scales had turned a bright emerald green. This only ever happens in my released dracopyre form...but darker. On my wrist was a gold bangle decorated in archaic runic symbols, and before I had time to say or do anything, a large translucent gold clock just magicked itself on my arm. Time: 06:45 hrs. "Great...military time." The clock shifted, the round time keeper shortening itself from 24 hour cycle to 12 hour cycle. "Thank fuck...and also, WHAT IN THE NAME OF ACTUAL FUCK!? Son of a protestant whore...my timepiece puts Flava Flav's to shame." *Creak* "Master...are you down here?" Whispered the voice of mine young student. "Uh....yes?" "Come up stairs, you must be freezing your claws off. I'm getting us coffee..." 'I wonder what Equestrian coffee is like? I mean, it's mirror realm Sombra brand, but I guess it's still technically...why am I even trying to think!?' "Yeah coffee sounds good." Freedom is...strange. Everything around you is such a slap to the senses. Aromas are incredibly noticeable, the taste of the air is so jagged it cuts the tongue, and sounds are just so much louder. The vibrant colors of the world could blind a babe, and touch...I... I had spent the last hour, simply watching my student flitter about in the library, hot coffee in my hands. 'My...hands...touch...' "I..." "You said something master?" "Touch...I...I..." I felt saliva building in my mouth...a lump in my throat... "Touch. I remember touch." I felt so lost...so lost without them. Knowing an entire life was stripped, taken away, and forgotten. Yet here I sat alive and well, but they aren't. The friends and family I made here in the span of two years meant more to me than I ever knew, and they are all gone and I am here! "Sweet touch...YOU'VE ALMOST CONVINCED ME I'M REAL! I need something more...I need something-" *gasp* I was knocked from my trance, a pair of hooves and a mass of magenta hair in my face. Tears I never noticed began dampening the cold of my scales and the warm coat of fur in front of me. "Shh...please. It's going to be all right now." "I can't...I don't know if I should be happy..." 'No. I have to be strong again. I was just a kid in a war game. It's the big time now and I need to be strong.' "Twi, gather the Elements and wake Spike. We have work to do. Meeting in two hours, it's okay if they're late." "You never were good with punctuality, but where are you going?" "I need to destroy something beautiful." ... Not but two seconds out the door and I'm bombarded with the whole of Ponyville. Clusters of ponies cheering me up, others throwing gifts at my feet, and some with tears in their eyes...and a distant cry for help. 'Wait wat?' The crowd parted and before me, two young fillies skid to a halt. 'Sweetie an Applebloom, but where's...' "Help...Everfree..." Said Sweetie, winded. "Scootaloo...Ursa major..." Added Applebloom. !!! "RELEASE WERE-DRAGON!!!" Not even waiting a second I abuse the gravity shift of my transformation and jettison myself skyward. 'Rules of the Rocky Horror Picture Show, all things go UP and back.' I hit the Everfree in seconds and blast my way through to the quiet whimpers of a child in pain. 'Rather large gash, but that shouldn't be a-' *ROAR* "Oh crap baskets." Out in the distance was a very large, very ragged, did I mention rather incredibly large and towering Major. And here I thought the kids misunderstood what they saw. The beasts paw comes down faster than I had time to react to...it was too late. 'NO!' ... 'It...stopped?' The obscenely large paw was just meters away from crushing the poor pegasus, but nothing was moving. Not even the leaves danced from their mid-air drop. As I again pondered this ponder of ponders, I take note of my once again emerald arm and timepiece. Time: 8:12 A.M Stopped "Stopped. That's good! I think...what am I saying, I have to save Scoots!" 'Up...and down...and fuck that's a lot of blood.' I would make a comment of the pool of blood on the dirt, but the puddle came with her. 'Two things now. Heal the pony, and have me some breakfast.' "Healing wings!" A pair of golden wings covered the wound, but did absolutely nothing. They didn't move, they didn't dissipate, they... 'Oh yeah...chronomancyyyyyyyyyyYYYYYYIDEA!' Abusing the lack of timestream I pulled out my Sedna's Lustre (I'm pretty sure I had a weaker variant). I thus preceded to rip into the frozen foot of the bear before me. Once finished, I pulled at said foot and it just slid right off. Right. Off. "Heh, I guess breakfast is gonna cost you an arm and a leg! Eh? Eh?" 'That was bad, and I should feel bad.' 'AUDIBLE GASP.' "IDEA!" Roughly two hours later... The bear was finally chopped down into sizable chunks, and thanks to experimentation, the fruits of science, and a dimensional nap sack I now have decades of time frozen food! "But why does it feel like I'm forgetting som-oh yeah. The Scoots." Finally deciding to take note of the ball of gold, I noticed a distinct lack of blood and Scootaloo was now three years younger-fuck my life. "I do hope she doesn't belong to anybody..." -Ponyville- The crowd was almost exactly as I left it. It was the little things though. Ponies in mid trot, half closed eyelids, mid air pegasi (no wing flap) and it was only after seeing Spike mid transformation that I realized that I had yet to unfreeze time. And Scootaloo was now the size of my head. 'Mother of all that is good and holy please tell me this is reversible.' Time groaned forward around me and (thankfully) Scootaloo's de-aging reversed. I wasn't prepared for the utter bedlam. "-one in this bloody town will-Pebbles!?" Spike said as he almost crashed into me. This, as well as the shock of almost being bear food, made Scootaloo jump out of my arms, crash into the ground, and almost get run over by the town. This was gonna be a long day...