> Buck you, I'm Iron man
>  by Ink Sword
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> How I got here. (edited)
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Earth


I sighed from the back seat of my little brother’s car as we drove to comic-con. “Do I really have to do this?”

My other younger brother, Caleb, grabbed me by the shoulders and glared into my face. The green in his eyes only barely out matching the mass of green his outfit contained. “YES! I spent too much on that Iron Man suit for you not to wear it! Now stop complaining or I’ll make you wear the full hulk buster suit!”  As you can probably tell, he can be a jackass.

I sighed and got comfortable again. Don't get me wrong, it’s not that I disliked cosplay, but I preferred to wear what was common. Though I do have to admit that this red and gold suit is pretty sweet. The gauntlets and "rocket" boots are pretty shiny as well, probably would be better if I had a helmet or something with it all though.  Did I mention how I wanted that helmet? “Fine... but I still want a helmet.”

Mason, the brother who was driving, yelled back at us. “Would you two shut up?! We’re almost there, so you can buy your stupid helmet at one of the booths.”

"Fine.  You two are lucky that it's summer.  Otherwise I'd be teaching my class at Harvard."  That's right, you heard me right.  I was a history professor at Harvard for two years now.  Getting in was a nightmare, but it certainly helped my pride.  I could go into further detail, but I don't wanna. 

I leaned back in my seat and huffed a little as Caleb gave me the finger. "Dumb ass."  Despite sounding like we hated each other's guts, we actually were an inseparable trio.  I was the brains of the group.  Mason was the muscle.  After all, he was a professional boxer.  Ironically, despite being the meanest of us at times, Caleb was the mediator of the group.  In case you wanted to know, he worked with Dad as a baker.  

We all turned into the parking lot to the convention and got out of the car.  Caleb was dressed up as the Incredible Hulk, Mason was Thor, and I was Iron Man.  We proceeded to walk into the con.


Equestria, Castle Gardens, 1010 years later


It was a lovely day.  Birds were chirping, the sky was clear, and three fillies were trotting up to the statues to do a report on chaos that they were assigned a few days ago.   A dozen feet away from the statue of chaos himself, was a different statue, showing a similar, yet different figure.  Said figure also had a phoenix circling around around the head.  Said figure was me.

"I swear to god.  If that damn phoenix shits on me one more time, I am going to turn him into a lab experiment. Afterwards, I am going to get revenge on Sombra and the Princesses.  I mean, I guess I could see where the princesses were coming from.  They didn't want news of the war to spread and needed a scapegoat.  I guess that I'm fine with that.  The problem is that they insulted her name in the process.  Now to plan a way to humiliate on the princesses so they will never forget it."

Have you ever had a moment where you get so bored that you start to talk to yourself?  Said moment has been happening to me for the past nine hundred odd years now.  You see, the reason I’m encased in stone right now is because the royal sisters use the elements of harmony on me.  I know, very original.  I guess fimfic was right.  Now, I get the occasional stare from a passerby as well as a little "present" from Celestia's flaming flying rat with wings.  Said rat better fly away before I get a good look at his insides.  Now, you may be asking yourself how did I end up imprisoned in stone.  Well… it's a long story.  It all started back wh-"

"Hey Sweetie Belle, what do you think this is" asked a small, tomboyish, pegasus.  "God damn it, I was just about to give my backstory."

"I don't know Scoots." replied the squeaky unicorn, "It doesn't look like something related to chaos.  Let's just go back to the Discord statue." 

"Aw come on! Don't be such a chicken!" said Scootaloo.

"You mean a you, right" replied Sweetie Belle. "You know, I never got that.  Why is it that she is refereed to as a chicken in the first place?"

"Just search it and then we can work on that assignment"  grumbled Scootaloo.

"Fine, but just a quick look."   After a look all over me, the small white unicorn with a squeaky voice replied, "The only form of info that I got was from the writing on the pedestal.  It says, "Steel Champion"  "Huh, so that's what they put."

"Well that's stupid" said Scootaloo, "It's clearly made out of stone." 

"Perhaps it represents something?" Asked the unicorn

"I'll tell ya exactly what I represent.  Pure, unadulterated, bada-"

Suddenly, an adorable yellow filly with a bow in her hair perked up, "Is it just me or did y'all hear a mumblin' sound."   

"It appears that interrupting me has become a constant.  Then again, this is turning out well for me.  All I got to do is hope that nothing will give me trouble if I pop out."

"Perhaps it's a monster."  Scootaloo stated "Maybe we can see the guards fight it."  "Oh come on Murphy, really? Really? What the hell?"

Even if Murphy was being a dick, I wasn't going to pass up this chance.  I began to focus my uni-beam on the weak point that had sprung up.   The world began to look brighter and brighter as cracks formed all around my stone prison.

"Um, Crusaders" said the yellow one 

"Yes Apple Bloom" they replied.

"Do ya think that there is supposed to be shiny blue cracks on that statue?"   

"No, wh-" Said Scootaloo before turning around and gazing up at the statue.

Before Scootaloo could react, the statue in front of her crumbled into dust revealing a six foot three metal man that looked both cool and tired. (Yours truly)


I just stood there in shock.  It was either because of the fact that I could finnaly move or it was because three of the most adorable things were staring up at me.  

"Hi" I said before clutching my head in pain.

Then Apple Bloom spoke up, "Girls, I think that this is Discord all over again."  I then replied in a pained voice "Sorry to bug you, but did they invent aspirin yet?"  This results in Apple Bloom shaking her head and giving me the cutest look of terror before screaming "Monster!" and running off with her friends. 

"Well that's rude, we just met." I shouted.   I then took my first step, and then fell down.  I guess that is why you shouldn't stand up for one thousand years.  

"Sir?" said a voice coming from inside my suit.  This would be Jarvis, my butler.

"Jarvis!" I exclaimed, "It's been forever since I've seen you.  How did you even survive?"  

Soon the slightly emotive male AI said  "I escaped the suit just in time and used the base's computer system to keep myself going.  It appears that after being petrified, your reactor is barely functioning."

"Jarvis, how much power do we have left?"

"Sir, armor power is at fifteen point eight three percent and dropping fast."  The robot butler said quickly.

"Thanks Jarvis." I said.

"Of course sir." replied the butler.

Thinking of a solution, I said, "Jarvis, activate autopilot and return home." As we were flying back, I began to think of that incident that started all this.


Earth


I don't quite remember why I was excited about the helmet.  It may be because the outfit needed it, or it might not have been.  Either way, I was drawn to the helmet.  I looked down at the professional looking Iron man helmet and grinned like a madman. “How much for the helmet?”

The booth’s vendor looked at it and then at me and replied in a fake cockney accent. “Fifteen dollars.”  The odd thing about this vendor was that he was dressed in a white suit and had a white glove over his left hand with the letter M on it.  Above that, he had a black cloak on.

“Deal.” I handed the guy the cash, snatched the helmet and held it in my hands. It was a little heavier than I expected.  I waved goodbye and walked away

“Thanks for doing business.” The man said before pulling out a chess board and watching as one of the knights turned into what looked like Iron man in mid flight.  "No really, thank you."  Of course, this went unnoticed by me.

I chuckled as I continued to walk towards the concession courts.  I put the helmet on and saw that it gave seemed to scan and observe everyone around me without them noticing.  "Whoa, this is awesome!" 

I got to the concessions and immediately spotted my brothers. They looked over and waved as I came over. “Hey Mason and Caleb, look at what I got!” 

Caleb reached over and poked at the helmet. “Can I have it?”

I leaned my head back. “Hell no! It’s freaking amazing and-” I was about to take the helmet off my head when it started to vibrate with a small hum. “Um....what?”  It suddenly lurched up into the air, dragging me with it. I was shouting while I was being lurched around.  Then it started to glow blue as it flew around in a few circles. “What the hell is going on!?”  The circle was forming a portal as I was slowly being dragged in.

Both of my brothers tried to grab hold of me when I accidentally kicked Mason.  This caused Mason to fall halfway through the portal. Caleb tried to save Mason but forgot about me.  I fell through the portal screaming.  Unknown to me, Caleb failed to support Mason's weight causing them both to fall into the portal.

I was pretty sure that others could hear me scream like a little girl until the same hole in reality that I had entered sealed itself behind me.

After the three of us fell, one Hulk like rook and one Thor like rook appeared on the chess board.  
> Friends, old and new (edited)
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~1,010 Years Ago - Everfree Forest~


In a small clearing, surrounded by trees, a swirling vortex opened and them spat me out.  The costume that I was wearing had somehow became actual armor.  The images and info from the helmet were still there, but there were millions of other things going on.  "What the fuck just happened..." I said watching the edge of the shady and mysteriously outlined bush I found myself laying in.  

"Wait, what!  Alright Jacob think, what is the most logical reason that I would find myself in a situation like this? Reason number one, drugs were in that helmet that the merchant sold me, or reason number two, that portal that I was dragged through must have put me in a cartoon like universe.  If this is the case, then I don't think that just laying here will get me out. Wait, why does my voice sound different?"  

As soon as I uttered those words, a monotone, yet slightly British voice that I instantly recognized as Jarvis said,  "Well sir, it might be because of the . . . wait . . . Intruder!  Please identify your name as well as the reason for stealing this armor as well as my programming."

"Stole?  Look buddy, I would never steal from anyone unless they had it coming.  Also, what the hell did I hypothetically steal, and why is it that I was able to see information about things that I am looking at?"  I looked around trying to find where this person was.

"You are currently in possession of the mark 50 armor built by Tony Stark, as for the information, this is simply a result from the scanners that are located in the eyes."  Was this guy kidding? Fine then, I'll just have to use all of my experiences with Phoenix Wright.

"Hold it!" 

"Just because you raise your voice doesn't make you innocent." said Jarvis in a slightly annoyed tone.

"Sorry, it seemed like the right moment," I replied with a sheepish grin, "Anyway, you can't prove that I stole this, or that I had any intention to steal this.  Even so, I might have an explanation as to how I got in this "

"Very well then, how about you explain our current predicament?" Asked the Butler.

I quickly thought of something.  "First things first, Jarvis, could you please assess my health to make sure that I do not have any drugs in my system.  Be sure to include alcohol in the search?" 

"Scanning, scanning, scanning complete, you are not under the influence of any drug that could get a person "high" as one would call it."  Well there goes reason one, as well as any hope that I could still be in my home universe.

"Well that defeats the logical one. Now I got a story.  Long story short, I went to Comicon with my two infuriating, yet decent brothers, Mason and Caleb, also known as, the brawn and the mediator.  I walked over to a booth and bought a cool looking helmet, which I assume that had your programming in it.  I was then dragged through a portal by said helmet."

Jarvis seemed to think about it.  "Due to what I got from the lie detectors, you weren't lying.  Therefore, I will believe you for the time being."

This cheered me up and then I said, "Great, so now perhaps we can form a truce" 

After a few moments of computing this Jarvis made a sighing noise and stated, "Fine, but I recommend that we find shelter or some form of civilization."

Because I had no idea how to fly, I started to climb up a mountain to get a better view.  By the way, it turns out that climbing up a mountain is very hard when in heavy armor.

~2 Hours and 37 minutes later~

I had finally reached a flat cliff on the mountain and decided to sit down on the ground to take a rest. While I sat down, I tried to fly while wondering why I didn't try that in the first place. Turns out I couldn't just jump up and activate my boots.  It seems I have to study up on aviation, physics, and flight mechanics and figure this out through.  Luckily for me, Jarvis has a bunch of data on all that I could possibly need to know about anything science, mathematics, inventing, architecture, music, flight mechanics and chemistry.  I read through it all in an hour, I was bored, okay.  I then continued my hike until I came across a large boulder.  With a flex of my right hand, I fired a repulsor beam at the boulder, thus causing it to explode.

A dim, yet shrill ringing filled my ears as small rocks fell down all around me like confetti in a parade.  

A sound of rustling bushes woke me from my daze "Is any pony there?" A light and cheerful voice called out.

I swear to God, if I don't find a person on the other side of this debris, I will lose all hope.

I got up and started walking over to the bush where the voice had come from, "I am so sorry about the explosion, but you do not know how happy I am to find another person out here."  I laughed as I cleaned of a bit of grass from my armor, "Listen, I'm really sorry if I startled you in any way. I've been trying to find some way to lead me back to a house or any form of shelter for hours now."

Then a thought hit me, "Wait, did you say any pony?"

A small, cute, white pegasus with a poofy yellow mane hopped out of the bushes behind me.  Now that I got a good look at her, I also saw that she had a cutie mark of three purple balloons.  After a moment of staring at her, I couldn't help myself.  I started to laugh and chuckle.  While I was doing this, the white one said, "So, um, is there someone else in there or are you just crazy"


That instantly shut me up, "Jarvis?"

"Yes, um . . . sir?" said Jarvis after figuring out what to call me.

"She can't hear you, can she?" I said with a slightly disappointed tone.

"No sir, she can't" informed the android... thing.

"If you are crazy, then don't worry, I'm crazy too or, maybe I just goof off too much."  She said with a wise, yet bubbly voice.

"Hmm, I don't know what it is about you, but I can tell that we will be the best of friends," I replied in a calm, yet happy tone. "I forgot to ask, but what is your name?" 

She then got an embarrassed look on her face, "Sorry, my name is Surprise Pie. And yours?

"My name is Jacob, but you may call me Iron man if you wish." After the introductions were out of the way, we both went down a hidden path to a small town called Hoofin- something or other so that we could get a balloon to a place called Pegasopolis.


~Present day - Above the Everfree Forest~


A large, red figure was flying through the sky with a blue trail behind it. "Oh, how I miss her." 

"Sir?" asked Jarvis, the AI in my suit.

"Don't worry Jarvis, I am merely remembering an old friend of mine."  I said with a single tear on my face. "How long will it be until we reach the lab in Smokey mountain. 

Jarvis was running some calculations before stating.  "As long as nothing happens, then we will be there in two point eight three minutes.  Warning! Something has hit a weak spot in the armor's defenses." 

I then shouted, "Wait, how could that have happened?  I thought that the shields were up!"

"Actually sir, shields are down, and it appears that we are going to crash." warned Jarvis.

I then issued an order.  "Well then, put the shields up so I don't die from the crash." 

I then proceeded to fall on a tree, then a piano, then I slip off onto a sleeping bear.  It appears that I have invoked the wrath of slapstick.  "Okay Yogi, try not to maul me to pieces when you wake up, I whispered as I tip toed away from said bear.  Afterwards, I stumbled on the very thing that caused me to crash.  It was a pair of Gengi gloves from Final Fantasy IV.  I stared at them for awhile until I heard a voice in my head.

“I am the warrior, the master of weapons, the seeker of battle and adventure. To those who would require my strength to defeat thy foes, to crush opposing forces, put on these Gengi Gloves and call out my name with the intent to summon me. If ye be without true malice in thy hearts, know that the mighty Gilgamesh will come to thy aid!” 

Thinking that the voices came from the gloves, I came up with a way to respond. "Jarvis, remember the problem that I had with the dimensional portal?"

"Sir, the problem was that there was no receiver on another dimension that was tied to the armor." Answered the Butler

"Jarvis, do we still have the self charging communication device?"  I asked rhetorically as I reached into my space pockets and pulled out a small, red hologram communicator that looked like a gear with yellow teeth on it as well as an arc reactor that emitted a slight glow. 

I activated the device to record my form and voice while I said,  "My name is Jacob, but you may know me better as Iron Man.  I am a prankster, a warrior, an inventor, as well as a pal. If your intentions are good and you hold love in your hearts,  I will be there to help you.  If you need a shoulder to cry on, a partner in a mission, someone to talk to, or an ally in battle, just clutch this gear and call for my aid!" 

I think that that is epic enough.  "Jarvis, activate the dimensional portal!"

"Yes sir." replied the AI.

After a few moments of building up my power, two blue beams came from my hands and joined to make a small portal.  Inside the portal, I saw a white emptiness that went on forever with millions of doors in random places.  One door was on fire and had a skull on it while another was made of black sand.  I quickly threw my token into the void before I closed the portal to prevent myself from going (anymore) insane. 

Hopefully someone will get my token.  Then I can make an ally of some form or another.
	
	
> Rise of the Iron Spider (edited)
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Iron ma- sorry Jacob's POV  Present time:

In a small clearing in the Everfree Forest, a small, glowing, blue, misty portal opened up and spat out a hungover and cursing man covered in red and yellow armor.  That was me by the way.  I had recently been summoned by some Jack Frost guy named Solviek and had to fight a crystal dragon.  We partied afterwards and then I left.  Overall, It was pretty fun. "Jarvis, remind me to get coffee the next time I introduce very hard cider to ponies.  Also, tell me how much power is left in the armor?"  All of the lights around me were just giving me a headache.  

"Sir, the armor's power is at six percent, I don't recommend flying due to this and your history with flying and hangovers." said Jarvis in a warning tone.

"I crash into a bakery one time!"  I yelled and then fell backwards because of a loud fucking bird, which I later found out to be a mocking jay.  I feel as thought that is a reference to an overrated book series.

"Sir, I think you need help with moving."  Jarvis said in a slightly worried tone.

"Well, it's not like I can call up a friend and have him/her take me to the lab."  As soon as I said this, a spider cellphone hit my head.  I saw on it that one message was recorded, and I hit the play button.  I then muttered, "Murphy, are you bipolar or something?  Sometimes you help, but most of the time you like to kick my ass"

The recorded message came out of the phone in a generic tone.  "...Hi listener, I'm Jeffery, the Spider man.  If you need: a friend, some help in a fight, just someone to talk to, hell, a person to relate to, dial 1 and I might pick up...ok where is off button on this...ah there."    

"I do need help." I said as I pressed the one button.  

I then said, in a calm yet agitated voice, "Hi, my name is Jacob, but you may know me as Iron Man.  I figured that one hero could help out another with a particular problem."  I felt completely ridiculous saying these lines, but I do need some help getting home.  I hoped that it wasn't destroyed or looted. That would suck a lot.  

Suddenly, a red portal opens up and a certain web head pops out.  He then looks around and says,  "I know that this sounds like a stupid question but, are you Iron Man?"  I gave a weak nod.  He then proceeded to do the last thing that I would expect Spider man to do.  He loudly squeed like a fanboy.  It was one of the most irritating sounds  that I could think of and it just caused me to hold my painful and hungover head.

He then said, "Well Tony, what do you want?"  I groaned and said three things.  

"First, I want you to get me some coffee, preferably dark so I can fight this hangover." I pointed to a mountain.  "Next I need help getting to my mountain lab on that mountain over there.  Finally, I need help rebuilding and or powering this lab.  If you do this, I'll give you three things."  I then remembered what he called me.  I opened up my face plate and said, "I am not Tony Stark.  My name is Jacob."

In hindsight, I probably could have made that sound less bitter.

Spider man said, "Ok Iron Drunk I'll help you home. My I also ask something?  Did you get that armor from the merchant from a con, or did you get it from Stark in the Marvel universe?  I want to know if my theroy is right that the merchant has done this to others.  Wait, let's get you fully sober.  I know a little trick.  You just need to use a singel shot of the alcohol that you got drunk off of, and your hangover will be gone."

After muttering a series of cursing that would make a sailor blush, I said,  "Unless you can find very hard cider, I can't do shit.  Wait a moment, that fucking merchant got you as well?  All I did was go to a con dressed as Iron Man and bought a helmet.  Then I get dragged through a portal by my face and woke up here with a  robo-butler in my head.  Speaking of which, I'm going to see if I can put Jarvis at the same frequency as your spider sense."  After a series of commands and figuring out that damn frequency I said, " Jarvis, why don't you say hello?"

"Hello Spider Man."  said Jarvis in his usual polite monotone voice.  Spider man then seemed to have a shocked expression on his face.  At least, I think so.  He did have a mask on.  "Iron man's current blood alcohol level is point zero four.  Because of this information, I can conclude that he isn't drunk."

"Thank you, Jarvis."  I said in a grateful tone.

"Your welcome, Sir.  Alert, it appears that Spider man is lost in thought."

I took a quick look at Spider man to see that he was indeed, daydreaming.  His head turned sideways, his relaxed posture, his lack of sound, it was odvious.  I then shook Spidey awake and  asked him, "What we're you dreaming about?"

Spider man said, "Um, about a few ideas that I could get done with some help.  Also, keep Jarvis off my spider sense frequency."  Sighing, Spider man then shudders since he is still getting over what JARVIS did.  He then asked, "When are we going to your place Jacob?" 

I stood up and rubbed my head.  "As soon as I get over this hangover."

Spider man nods and stands up, "Okay, mind if I ask if we are the only ones that have been displaced from our respective realities?" 

"No, there are more of us."  I stated as I pulled out the gengi gloves and the ice cube.  I shook the gloves.  "It appears that these once belonged to Gilgamesh from Final Fantasy V.  I haven't met him yet, but I knew he existed, and that this was his calling card."  I picked up the Ice cube.  "This one used to belong to Jack Frost, someone who I have met and consider a friend.  In fact, the reason that I am hungover is because I introduced hard cider to the ponies of his world.  This happened after fighting a fucking huge crystal dragon."  I let out a small chuckle, "A lot of ponies are probably in the same boat as me."  My head soon started to clear up as I rose to stand.  "Speaking of calling cards, I'll give you mine soon."

"Good to know, thanks." said Spider man.  Then he said, "Also, just for a heads up, I'm in the non-symboite black suit. You're also looking a lot more sober"

I looked around myself and saw that my head didn't hurt.  "Huh, I guess that laughter is the best medicine." I then turned towards Spider man and said, "I only have five percent power left and I need to get to the top of that mountain."  As I was saying this, I pointed towards a large mountain that is filled with traps.  "Normally, I would just fly up and avoid the traps, but with my low power, I'm going to need help getting past my booby traps.  Don't worry, I'll help out as well."  I continued to walk the path until I turned around and said, "Are you coming?

After a few minutes of silent walking, Spider man and I had arrived at the foot of the mountain.  What hardly anyone knows, is that this mountain contains a series of sturdy caves with a rich supply of iron, tungsten, silver, and other valuable metals.  This was probably once an abandoned storage facility before I came along.  After that, it became my base of operations.  I tricked it out with alarms, traps, cameras, robots, and a giant blue orphaned Ursa Minor who is named Bubbles.  Now we have to get through it.  Oh joy!

"Good thing my spider sense works, or we might be dead later.  Also, think you could be of assistance by helping me out after this tin man?" said Spider man in a joking tone, which was more likely to lighten the tense atmosphere. You can't blame him, since the odds of someone getting hurt is rather high.  Spider man starts moving forward with confidence.  Most likely, he is acting on his reasoning that the damn spider sense will help him evade the traps for anything that might hurt him.  

I catch up to Spider man after a few minutes.  In that time, we arrived at the mountain.  It had three levels, and a lot of rock face to climb in between the levels.  Spider man said, "Perhaps I can climb up, while you can use one of my webs as a rope."  I agreed to this, and we started to climb.  After a few minutes, we reached the first level.  It was a large cliff that was infested with large robotic beetles.  These beetles were the size of dinner plates with buzz saws on it's mandibles.  The bugs crawled out of any hole or crevice that was near the cliff.   The fact that they could crawl on walls prevented us from ignoring them.  We hopped on to the cliff and battled the bugs.  Spider man was firing balls of webbing, while I was shooting the small mini gun on my right arm.  We took out most of them, and then sealed the remaining ones in one of the holes.  Afterwards, we resumed climbing to the next level. 

We kept climbing for a good ten minutes before we walked into a tunnel.  This was a large tunnel that contained a series of tiles on the floor that were placed in a five by five grid.  Alongside the wall, there were unlit torches.  I fired a repulsar beam at the torches, which lit them and allowed us to see a riddle carved on the wall.

I am a thing that can brighten anyone's day, yet I am not on fire,

I am a single thing that can be spread to many, yet I am not a disease,

I can be made with little to no effort, yet sometimes, only the strongest can make me while afraid.  

What am I?

After thinking for a while, we both said, "I got it!"  I hopped on the S square, then Spider man hopped onto the M square.  I jumped towards the I square, then he swung to the L square.  We both landed on the E square, which caused the stone doorway to move out of the way.  We walked out and found ourselves at the top of the mountain.

"I thought the iron man armor ran on mini arc reactor that has unlimited power?  Also, when Stark had, in the comics, removed the sharpnel in his chest as well as make the suit solar powered, the suit shouldn't need the arc reactor?  Wait, is this some Dues ex machina crap where we get to know each other through an adimitedly tough situation?"  said Spider man.  The black suit clad hero then web slings through the tunnel to help speed up the scouting.

I carefully thought out what to say.  "I know that, but I have been in stone for quite some time.  While I was in stone, the arc reactor failed, thus resulting in the usage of my emergency power.  I need to get to a charger, so I can repair this one."  After explaining myself, I saw that Spider man was gone.  I mouthed a few choice words at him while holding up both middle fingers.   I walked down the hallway to find a large network of maze like tunnels leading to different rooms.  I only needed to go to two rooms right now.  The first room was my lab, and the second one was the main power core.  I jumped down the second tunnel to find a gigantic reactor core seemed to pulse with potential energy.  I walked over to the control panel and typed in the twelve letter master password, Define-normal, and flipped the power on.  The entire thing released a huge surge of power that activated everything.   I walked over to an elevator, and went to the lab.  When I got there, I saw two long supercomputers with plenty of tables pulled high with unfinished protects.  In one of those piles, I found a spare arc reactor.  I deactivated the armor to reveal my true form.  I had on loose pajama pants and a white T-shirt.  Not the most stylish outfit, but fuck fashion.  I sat in a chair as I called for Spider man.  While he was coming, I took out the broken arc reactor.  He came in a few minutes later.  I told him to reach into my chest and pull out a small, copper, shard.  He seemed to be too afraid of hurting me to do it.  I said in a calm tone, "Spider man, I just went into cardiac arrest.  I need you to get this shard out of the way, so I can get this arc reactor into me."  He was sweating bullets as he carefully pulled it out.  As soon as that was done, I picked up the arc reactor and jammed it into me.  I felt as though I was being electrified, but in a good way.  I hopped off the chair and ran to a lab table.  I then said, "How would you like a web upgrade?"  

"I can do that one my self, but I would like to ask, if it isn't too much trouble...wait I must know have you read in the comics the civil war arc?" Asked Spider man  as he looks at all the shiny tech most likely wanting to tinker with it.  Though I'm not sure if he knows what they are and what they are meant to do.

"No, I have not." I say with a worried expression.  I could never find the comics.  I was more of an animation guy. 

"Well, the reason I asked was because I was just wondering if we could work together in making me a Iron spider suit. The reason is since I'm back in my world's time line i will need a back up costume that can help me fight more powerful foes that by myself, I can't handle. Another reason is that Iron spider is my third favorite spider suit bar the original red and blue. In this list of best costumes of Spider man." said Spider man

"Okay, I do need you to get me some parts.  First, I need you to go get me as much steel as you can from the storage facilities that go through that tunnel." I said while pointing at a certain tunnel.  Next, I need you to grab the red chip, the black chip, and the large, green chip on the table closest to me.  I also need your choice for weapons.  Stun punches or electric webbing, mini missiles or nano spy-bots, laser grenades or repulsar beams, Jet boots or a web parachute, JARVIS or Alpha Red, folding into a backpack, or not?  I could also give you a spider cycle.  Final question, would you like the Iron Spider suit in black, or classic colors?"

"I'll answer those now, electric webs, nano spybots, repulsar beams, jet boots, whose alpha red?, sure to fold into back pack, and sure, red and gold."  Said Spider man before going off to  get the stuff that he was instructed to get.

"Alpha Red is actually a play on words.  I named him after Alfred from Batman."  I said as he left.  I cleared off a table and took some parts from it and the other tables.  While Spider man is busy with getting the Iron Spider supplies, I would build the Spider cycle.  After thirty minutes of building, setting, programming, and designing, not in that order, I had the cycle completed.  All that the Spider needs is a little extreme Drivers ed.  

Spider man later returned with a gigantic pile of steel.  I was actually amazed at his incredible strength.  I then rolled the motorcycle over to him and said,  "As thanks for helping me with the mountain, I will give you this!"  I said in an over dramatic pose.

Spidy chuckles and said, "Nice a motor cycle.  One question though, does it run on solar power since my Equestria is about as primitive as the TV show."  Then, he sets down the pile of steel and metal with a thud.  

We then went over a pretty heated discussion over different alloys that would react differently to different metals.  During this, I designed and constructed an armor right under his nose.  After a couple hours, we came to an agreement that Nth metal mixed with vibranium could cancel out a magic based attack.  I made the back appendages out of that.

"It should be able to hook up to the arc reactor in the token that I gave you."  I saw Spider man visibly relax as I tossed him the armor, in back pack mode, that I had been working on while I was talking to him.  He looked surprised as he picked up the armor.  It was nice until Spider man had to leave to test this out. 

I didn't ask him to stay.  I just said,  "Be sure to give me the test results and whatever else you think will peak my interest." He gave me a salute and disappeared when I said, "Jeffery, our contract is complete." I now sat back in my lab, alone to my thoughts.  
> Future crossovers that I will do before writing another chapter. (revised)
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Dear anyone who gives a shit,  
I will be doing two crossovers with DJ a string , one with  Bronyparasite, and one with Reality Downgrade.  I am sorry, but I will not write a chapter untill these are complete.
Sincerely, Ink Sword
> Training, Companies, and whatnot (edited)
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1010 years ago:    

While I was riding in the balloon with Surprise, we were each exchanging playful banter.  I was in the middle of telling her about the time I got sent to hell.  "After I accidentally made the pages of his spell book fly away, he turned to me and said, "Oh, you are going to pay!" He then opens the portal and drops me in hell.  I, of course, freaked out.  The devil was there and he gave me a challenge.  Best him in a fiddle competition as well as make it through a pool of sinner's tears alive, and I get to go home.  I agreed to this and started my trek.  Turns out that you have to watch out for moving skeletal hands in the water.  I managed to avoid them, for the most part, and I made it to Satan.  He dried me with surprisingly comfortable hell fire that was dark.  Afterwards, we both picked up our instruments and started to play.  I chose an instrument that he had little to no experience with, the fiddle.  I was playing a symphony, while he was bumbling around.  I took advantage of this and beat him in the competition.  I soon rose out of hell and bitch slapped that wizard.  So, what is a tale from you?" 

Surprise then said, "I could tell you the tale of how I got my cutie mark.  It is a simple story.  I set up an over complicated prank on my brother, Hard Case.  I don't wish to go into detail, but it involved glue, chicken feathers, and an orange cone."  

I thought about it and busted out laughing.  I then said, "It seems to be getting late, do you know where the closest hotel or motel is?  I kinda don't have a place to live." I smiled sheepishly.  

Surprise then gasped, "You don't have a home!  Then you can stay at my place.  It's over there on Pegasopolis."  She then pointed to the largest cluster of clouds that was closest to us.

"Surprise," I pointed out "I can't walk on clouds."

"What do you mean?" she said, "I remember you saying that you could fly."

"Yes," I pointed out.  "but that does not make me capable of walking on clouds.	"

"Oh, It seems that we have a problem."

I then brightened up, "I got it!  There is something about you that allows you to walk on clouds so, what if I used a piece of you, like a hair or a feather." 

"That makes since, here."  She hoofed me a small feather and a mane hair.

"Thanks Surprise."  As I said this, I detached the boots and tied the feathers to my socks.  I saw a magic glow come from them and they dissipated. "Weird, I'll have to look into that."

I put on my boots and flew up to Pegasopolis, which kind of looked like ancient Rome, except without the public executions and whores.  I also could not see that many pegasi on the street.  We then reached a small, one bedroom, house with a small kitchen and bathroom.  I had to duck my head to fit through the door.  It was a nice house.  Kind of reminded me of my college dorm.   I then turned to see a large stack of bills.  I walked over to them and sifted through them.  I managed to separate them into categories and then I saw a small piece of parchment that said, Wage.  I managed to find a way to make it to where Surprise had a substantial amount of money left over after paying these things.  After I did this, Surprise exited the kitchen.  "What did you do?" 

"Simple, I did your taxes." I said, "I figured that if I was staying here for the night, I might as well do something."

She then flew up and hugged me. "Thank you so much!"

I then brought up another question in my head, "If I get a job, can I stay here until I get a house."

She put a hoof to her mouth and thought for a moment, "Sure, but one problem, most of the jobs are only good for pegasi."  

"What's your job?" I inquired

"I am a performer.  I use my special talents to entertain an audience."  

I then thought for a moment, "Would you mind having an apprentice?  That job doesn't seem to be pegasi only."  

She then said, "Sure, but I am going to have to train you, Physically, Mentally, and Morally.  Seeing as how you were able to keep up with my bills and me without slipping, I'd say that you pass the mental test."

"What do you mean." I said

She then led me over to a stadium.  "Next is the physical training but, because it would take too long normally, I am going to have to use a montage."

"A what?" I said with a confused look

She then shoved me onto the field while I took off the armor by her orders.  And then music from Mulan started to play from Surprise.  I'm not gonna question it for now.

“Let's get down to business,” Surprise said, folding both wings on her back to look at me.
“To try to have some fun.” Surprise quickly added, walking to smile at me.
“Do you think you can do anything, with those guns?” She said, motioning to my arms.

“You're the most bland man I have ever met,”  She said with a voice of distain.
“But you can bet before I'm through,” Surprise said, fetlock resting on her "fake" sword handle.
“I'll make a weirdo out of you!” She said, bouncing on a ball up and down.

“Tranquil as a cloud,” She said, looking at me while I was balancing on a twig.
“But storming within!” I added, smiling before falling down.
“Once I find my willpower, I am sure to complete this,”  I said as I pushed myself up.

“You're a spineless, cowardly, pathetic guy,” She said while I was running on a track, wheezing for air.
“And you haven't got a clue,” She mused with a smirk while I was tinkering with a party bomb.

“Somehow I'll make a weirdo out of you...”  Surprise said to smile up at me. 
“I'm never gonna catch a break,” I huffed, having to lift something three times my wieght.
“Say goodbye to those who knew me,” I said thinking about my family.

“Boy, you would be a fool for running out on me,” Surprise said as she carried me back to the field.
“This mare's got him scared to death,” A random spectator commented to a friend.
“Hope she doesn't see right through me,” I thought, hiding  a wrench.
“Now I really wish that I knew how to give up for good,” I said as Surprise viewed my party bomb designs as well as my improvement..

“Be a weirdo!” Surprise struck me with her sword while I was eating an English muffin.  
“You must be swift as that flying mailmare,” Surprise said as we jumped from cloud to cloud ninja style. 

“Be a weirdo!”  Surprise said while continuing to dance with me the chicken dance.
“With all the force of an ursa major,” I said, Testing my strength by lifting a large boulder and passing.

“Be a weirdo!” The crowd that gathered shouted to urge me to make my first confetti warp out of a cage.
“With all the strength of a firework,” I said, loading my fireworks with blasting powder.

“The other side must be as mysterious as the dark side of the mind,” A flat haired Surprise said, looking at a flat haired me in a top hat.
“Time is racing toward us till showtime arrives,” She said, picking me up off the ground.

“Try to bend it's every order and you might survive,” Surprise said, pointing to a sign that said, 'Logic'.

“You're unsuited for the rage of me,” She said while I was stealing a cookie. 

“Sir, please pack up, and try to leave...” Jarvis said.  His voice the same monotone.

“How could I do that to her?” I said while looking into Surprise's eyes with burning passion and got back to training my body with pull-ups.

“Be a weirdo!” We said as we were having a Waffle eating contest.
“We must be swift as the lightning storm,” She said, leaping and flying with me going Pepe Le Pew speed.

“Be a weirdo!”  We said playing dodge ball with creme pies.
“With all the cunning of a great general,” I said suiting up and writing a Hunchback of Notre Dame musical from memory.

“Be a wierdo!” Surprise's Uncle said, frowning as I still passed out from drinking.
“With all the liver strength of this guy right here,” Added Surprise as she helped me up. 

“Mysterious as the dark side of an act!” We both sung, opening the theater for the show.

Present:

I got up from my chair and sighed, "Good times." I then stood up.  "Jarvis, I believe that it is time for Project Alloy to begin." 

"Sir, we might not have enough resources." Said Jarvis

"Last time I checked the vaults, we had more than enough for two project Alloys" questioned Jacob

"Sir, I recommend that you take a look at the vaults." said Jarvis

"Why's that Jarvis?" I asked, curious as to why.

"There is a small chance that some of them got raided." Said Jarvis, close to sounding nervous

"Well, I have nothing better to do, so why not.  But if it turns out that we have enough, we will sail to Neighpon in the morning, provided that it isn't under Equestrian rule." pointed out Jacob.


-Eight Hours Later-


Now that the business with Wayde is taken care of, I can finally start on that ship.  I then walked over to a microphone.  "Attention half of all available robots, drones, ect. Report to the main lab ASAP."  The robots were scrambling all over the place to get to the lab while I went into a small room labeled 'Blueprints.'  I walked in and found one for an airship that I was planning on making.  I snatched the blue prints and ran to the main lab.  "My machines!  Today, I plan on going on a long journey, and I will need about 75% of you to help me out here."  I spread out the Blueprints and showed them to the construction bots.  "If we work together, we can build an airship that is capable of light speed."  And in three days, we built an airship the size of the Titanic and it had a red gear instead of a crown insignia, and it was ready to launch.  I took a look at the ship, "A ship this beautiful needs a name.  I'll call it, the SS Star Bear." 

"Yes sir."  I flew up while holding some red paint, and named the ship. 

I ran inside while the robots were busy starting up the force field, or getting into position in the ship.  I looked at a small monitor that showed Bubbles sleeping in a large pillow below deck.  I then sat in a Star Trek like captain's chair, and said, "Jarvis, we are ready for takeoff."

"Roger that sir." said Jarvis before going into the ship's main computer and started taking off.

"Jarvis, activate the cloaking field.  I don't want the Equestrian government to be following us." I ordered

"Yes sir." said Jarvis.  After he said this, we rose through a holographic projection of some hills and flew east.

"To great adventure, and with a heavy heart, we carry on." I said before the boosters activated and we reached mach 3.
> Enter: The Derpinator!
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	Passing under the rainbowing light from the ornate-windows of the hall agent Hooves, Derpy M., unfurling the, now, well creased paper gave the other half-intrigued glance to the red and gold figure that was simply standing still.  Bipedal, something of a rarity in these parts, the image was dominated by the circular glowing-light over the center of its chest.  Wearing her signature blue-hat and letter-stuffed saddle-bags, it was only her shimmering-black eyepatch that gave her any particular distinction from any other mail pony. Through, were any half-skilled mage to take so much as a first glance, they would have easily discovered the slew of dampening wards that covered the small scrap of spider-silk. Patting the outside of her bags with an outstretched wing, she felt the comforting bulge of each of her work-clothes neatly folded into place behind the hidden zipper on the back, which also served to keep her five-bubbled cutie-mark from sight.  Certainly a rather unassuming mark to the typical lay pony, and she made no effort to correct anypony on their assumptions, not when so many of them were seemingly all too incapable of keeping the harder truths of life in mind but for the time it too to pass out from such “scary” thoughts. Muffins, family, the simplicity of actually taking out the mail, all real, but all too fragile when pitted against the trials of life without the like of somepony like her protecting them.

With things as peaceful as they’d been, exempting the protected actions of Celestia’s protege and her cohorts, a steady stream of revenue had been hard to come by for Mrs. Hooves, and the nigh on bi-monthly destruction that swept through her home-town wasn’t helping her or her insurance payment premiums. The personal invite she had received with the wanted poster had been something of a windfall, after all, she had never failed to date, and she had no reason to suspect anything different this time.  Granted, this was the first time a body-ad had given the option of either Alive or Dead, but 2,000 bits would go a long way to keeping her little muffin safe and sound.

Passing a herd of nobles, the lot of them turning their up their noses in concert with a slew of mean-spirited epitaphs directed to her lack of poise, unfashionable garb, or some such nonsense, she shrugged them off and continued her path and remembering a particularly poignant remark her special Time Turner had once made  ‘You know, if they keep craning their necks like that they might just end up reaching back around to their own throats to smell the fresh air again.’  Bringing a grey-wing to stifle a giggle, a soft cough brought her thoughts back into focus as the guards shut the doors of the throne-room behind her. The large and expanding room was so bright and clean it made her wince and almost made her want for so much as a single speck of dust to detract from the ambient glow, but such thoughts were banished as she beheld her princess. Sitting regally upon her raised throne, Derpy trotted up, leaving a respectable distance between herself and Princess Celestia as she stopped and bowed, rising only when she was bade to move. In the silence that followed the princess nodded in turn, realizing her turn to talk Derpy said, “I am here to accept the job and hunt down Iron Man.”

With a small frown Celestia said,  “I take it that you know that there is a chance that you will die?” 

To this Derpy gave a quick nod.  “I will come back though.”

At that the princess smiled,  “Perhaps you should be briefed on the target.  One thousand years ago, to this date, Iron Man committed an atrocity that even Discord wouldn’t do. Due to the results of his trial, he made an entire empire vanish. But before that, he was a playwright, protector, and an entertainer to little foals and grown ponies alike. He is distinguishable because he is covered in armor, and has access to a wide variety of technological wonders that can do things that seem impossible with magic. To combat this, you will be given ten tools made by him that we liberated from his weapons vault a while ago.  If you would follow me please.” Derpy nodded and walked with her, “Most ponies who accepted the job refused these and used ancient spells to heighten their abilities.” Derpy, moving behind Celestia through the curtains of her throne to the austerely plain white-marble room behind, was given sight to a large iron-safe which the princess had just opened. From within the princess removed but a single sheet of parchment.  “Please understand that I need you to sign this so you don’t reveal the secrets of the crowns to anypony.” Derpy nodded and signed her name. “Excellent.”  Then, closing her eyes, an aura of sky-blue sheathing her horn, a thin beam of light shot to the ceiling to then race along the wall back down to her hooves as a small door slid out from the floor before Derpy bringing a number of fantastical objects to bear on a simple table of jade. 

The first was a long laser sniper rifle, whose barrel was just longer the average spear with a scope to match.  The name 	“Bodyshot” was engraved in curly black-lettering along the stock which quickly gave way to padding and an elongated hoof-trigger for better ease of use for the massive beast.  “I bet that you can find uses to it.” said Celestia.   

Next, lay a wholly unremarkable looking calculator with a simple monkey-wrench placed parallel to it, “If enough metal is around you. you will be able to build three devices, An upgradable sentry that can protect you with missiles, lasers, and an energy barrier, and a pair of two-way teleporters that can send you to and from where you place them, and a dispenser that can heal and restock both ammunition and even metal.”

Celestia also pulled out a small satchel that could fit on Derpy’s Barrel., “This is known as an infinite bag.  It can hold your stuff and it will not change in size or weight.” Sending the bag to rest in Derpy’s feathered grasp, she quickly placed the strange gadgets into the bag before Derpy could so much as blink to prove her point.

She pulled out what looked like a  number of large brass musical-horns connected to a small with a small shoulder strap. The gas can was labeled, liquid rainbow A series of candy colored switches lay to one side, and, sending a wave of pink magic to briefly pull the handle at the box’s end, a brief gout of fiery light burst from the horns’ end and said,  “It shoots out rainbows that have the intensity of dragon’s flame.”  A small gas mask was next to it.  “You don’t want to consume any of it when using that stuff.” 

Among the gear, Derpy found some long black boots that had gear symbols on the sides.  “Those are labeled as long-fall boots.  If your wing gets injured and you are falling, land on your feet and you will not be suffer fall damage.”  The then seemed to mold to Derpy’s size.  “They can also do that.” Into the bag it went.

The next items were a hoofgun with a silencer and a fountain pen, which was decidedly bereft of any grip for either mouth or wing.  “Both of these will help with short-range reconnaissance. While the pen looks like a simple fountain pen, it has acidic ink, and can unfold into a small knife when you run out of ink.” Curious, Derpy took the pen in her wing and drew a small circle on the floor beside her, and in a matter of seconds the stone  gurgled inward, leaving a peculiar smell to linger as the acid began to wear out upon the thickness of the stones beneath. “Sorry,” Derpy blushed.

“Not a problem, I can replace that,” Celestia smiled warmly.

The next item was a case of cans full of what could be soda, “This is called Bonk! Atomic Cola. From what our tests show, this will increase your energy and speed a LOT.  This should help you travel long distances in a short period of time.”  

“How much?”  Derpy asked, eyes wide.

“Well, if your ability to fly was somehow impaired, it would allow you to easily fly faster than sound,” Celestia answered.

Shaking off the slight tremor running up her hind-leg at the thought of such power, Derpy then said, “What else do you have?”

Grinning, Celestia said, “It seems that somepony is impatient, fine, here the next item that will help you.” Levitating a large sword Derpy could almost swear she heard something just beyond the normal tinkling-distortion of the princess’s magic. “This cursed sword is known as Eyelander. I don’t know where Iron Man got this, but I do know that It gets lighter and makes the holder more agile if you destroy enough things with it.

“And now, my personal favorite.  I would give you more, but the other weapons that he had were far too complex or too dangerous for the average pony.” Celestia wondered with a small grin. She then lifted up a small, red, gear shaped badge, “From what the people researching this found out is that it allows you to disguise yourself as anyone who is unconscious.  Your target was last sighted flying towards Moscow two months ago.”

Derpy put the badge next to a small, muffin-shaped sticker on the lapel of her uniform. “I won’t fail you Celestia!” she saluted before swiping an extra case of Bonk!  before zooming away, weapon bag in tow.
> Science Bitch!
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	I was sitting in my captain’s chair in the control room of his airship.  The beauty was restocked and cleaned.  It shined while flying in the open skies.  I was currently checking up on my businesses in Moscow and Qilxing to make sure that they were not failing at the moment.  I put a lot of work into those dammit!  I guess with all of the sales and decent reviews of the products, they were doing fine.  I let out a small yawn from working hard and was about to sleep when I heard a loud thud.  I set the ship to slow down and hover before rushing outside and onto the main deck.  What I saw was a titanic Minotaur in an even larger suit of bright red suit of armor.  The face plate opened up to reveal an angry Minotaur that had an imposing expression.  The armored Minotaur closed his helmet and said in a thick Russian accent, “Iron Man, I am here to collect your two thousand bit bounty!  Now surrender or face the invulnerable, the powerful, the Crimson Dynamo!”.

“Two thousand bits, who does Celestia think I am?!  I can pay that off easy.” I smirked and calmly walked up to the Dynamo.  “Before we fight and I kick. your ass, let me ask you a few questions.  Question one, Why go to my heavily armed airship in broad daylight, where I can easily call up an army of robot guards to have you forcibly removed?  Question two, Why would you use a modified life support suit from my own company to hunt me down, thinking that I wouldn’t figure out the exposed fuel tank?  Finally, where have I seen you before, you look familiar?”  The Minotaur just tilted his head in confusion before he put his face plate back on and charged.

He rushed forward while I step sided him and pulled out a plasma pistol.  I dove behind a wall and thought to myself. “Dammit, the suit is getting repairs and I am already kind of tired.  I have about ten shots left in this and I can’t use any bombs, ki, or party abilities without collateral damage of some kind.  I might need some help.”   The supply barrel next to me flashed a bit.  I peared into the barrel to find a strange black and green canister.  I picked up the canister and heard a voice. 

“I am the changer of shape, seeking to understand the many forms of life. Call for the man of many shapes during your hour of need and I will come, a one man army. Activate the cylinder and in a flash I’ll be ready to clash.”  

I just groaned.“Universe, either give me good luck or give me bad luck.  Don’t fuck around with me.” 

“Language!” said another voice.  That was Hyde, another personality that I developed because of events that I couldn’t explain then.

“Since when did you care Hyde, last time I checked, you found it funny.”  I retorted.

“That is when you do it to others, but I am the only one who will hear that, so it sounds like you are cursing at me.” said Hyde.

“Would having a couple hours in control tonight help?” I said, not wanting to piss him off.

“Yes.” said Hyde with what I would imagine as a grin.

“Well, I’m gonna summon him.” I said before pressing down on the top.  “This is Iron Man, or Jacob.  I honestly don’t care which.  I need your help!” 

A bright green flash went off and a shaggy headed young man appeared, his clothes torn, covered in green blood. "This couldn't have waited? I wanted to take a shower..."

“You can use mine after you help me out with a small red problem.” I stated before a giant, metallic, crimson fist burst through the wall.  “And by small, I mean big.”

"That shouldn't be hard," he said, cracking his neck.

“If my armor wasn’t in disrepair at the moment, I could kick his ass off this ship.  I’ll distract him while you beat the snot out of him.”  I directed before disappearing out of thin air and popping out of a flower pot.  “Hey, Scarlet Bastard!  If you want my bounty, you have to catch me!”  I then started running around the minotaur while shooting the joints of the suit with the plasma gun.

The young man cracked his neck, smirking a little. "Omnitrix, NRG," he said, shifting into a large suit clad creature, with three glowing slits in its helmet.

Flipping away from a punch, I said, “Not bad, but I would not mind it if you didn’t go nuclear.  The radiation armor is being repaired at the moment.” 

"I'll go with something else than," he responded, tapping the Omnitrix, shifting into a grinning Gengar. He smirked more, throwing a shadow ball at Dynamo.

A crack then started to form on the chest plate.  This caused the Dynamo to ignore me and turn all of his attention to Jason.  A miniature mini gun popped out of his right arm.  The turrets started spinning and firing large bullets at the pokemon.

"You realize I'm a ghost right?”

“Wait, what?!” shouted the dynamo as the bullets just went through Jason.  “Fine, how about we make a deal?  You stand aside, and I will collect the guy in the suit.”

"And why we would I do that?" Jason asked, never losing his grin.

“Because if you don’t, I will use the EMP to shut down this ship, killing anything that isn’t currently covered in high quality armor.” said Dynamo with a smirk.  

This just caused me to crack up.  “You moronic bastard.  You do realize that by using the EMP, you will also shut down your suit.  Including the life support functions.  Now Jason,” I said before pulling out another pistol. “Let’s teach this guy some manners.”

Jason leapt forward, throwing a shadow punch, aiming at Dynamo's face.

The dynamo tumbled backwards, near the edge of the ship before he tripped over my outstretched leg. The Dynamo fell off.  While he was falling, I shot the force field lock button near his chin.. 

"Well that guy is boned," Jason said, falling Dynamo fall, his face neutral. 

I cleared my throat. “While our horned adversary is indeed boned, he shouldn’t be dead.  He was using a stolen life support system.  At least there is no way he could fly back up here.  Also, here.” I said before tossing Jason a towel and a spare suit.  What?  “Figured you could use these.  Also, the bathroom is four doors to the right.” 

"Thank you," Jason said, returning to normal. He caught the towel, walking past Jacob, soon vanishing from sight.

About thirty minutes later, Jason returned clean. I was giving orders to some repair droids before turning around to see Jason.  “Sup?”

"Nm, I feel a lot better...changeling blood is very hard to get out of one’s hair." He said, looking around. "So..."

“Wanna do something childish and immature?” I said before pulling out a water balloon. 

"Sure why not?" Jason asked, shrugging his shoulders.

I snapped his fingers, causing the ship to fly over a small village. “I took the liberty of cloaking the ship, so we shouldn’t have much of an issue.”  I picked up one of the balloons and aimed it carefully. I threw the balloon to where it bounced off of three minotaur’s heads and popped on a child’s horns.  “Top that.”

Jason tapped his chin, thinking.  He created a snowball in his hand, which he threw down at a guard. It grew in size as it flew, becoming the size of a smile child before it slam into the guard, sending him cartwheeling into a water trough.

“Not bad.” I said.  “How about this?  Take a look at the flag on top of that building twenty yards from us.”  I pulled a slingshot out of a pocket and fired a small, metal, ball at the golden ball on top of the flag.  The golden ball fell off of the flag, and into a gutter, where it rolled onto a street.  A villager tripped on said ball and landed on a smaller villager.  The small villager slipped and fell on a trashcan lid and slid into the pile of snow made by Jason.  I looked at Jason with an embarrassed grin.  “Uh… I meant to do that.”

"Of course you did," Jason said, rolling his eyes, "OK, as fun as this is...why don't you give me a tour of this thing?"

Getting his composure back, I led Jason to the first of many rooms.  “First up is the laboratory. It has all the bells and whistles needed.” I said before gesturing to a bell and a whistle.  “Over on the table closest to you is my chem. lab.  Don’t touch anything glowing.”  I then reached into a drawer and pulled out a small glass vial filled with a grey powder.  “This is one of my first scientific breakthroughs.  A new element, Jaconium!”  I exclaimed with a large amount of enthusiasm.   

"It's...powder..." Jason said, raising his eyebrow.

“Not just any powder!”  I say while being a little bit offended before pulling out a steel hammer.  “When this power comes into contact with any metal, it changes said metal.  For instance, if I were to put this on a piece of copper.  It would become brittle.  If I put this on steel, It would turn it into a random fictional metal. Watch.”  Jacob then took the cork off of the vial and lightly sprinkled it on the hammer.  No change seemed to happen until it sparkled with lightning and felt like it weighed a ton..  “Great, it became Uru.  Now I gotta find someone who can wield this.”

Jason reached out, wrapping his fingers around the handle, easily lifting it up. " Can I keep this?"

With slightly raised eyebrows, I said, “Sure, but if you are going to practice using that, I recommend that you find someplace barren and empty, to avoid collateral damage.”  I then realized something and laughed.  “If I was a dwarf, this would be much more fitting! Hahahahahaaa. Anyway, what are you going to name it?”

"I dunno," Jason said, shrugging, "Though I've meet the Dwarves, nice people, made me and my friends armor...which I have to get repaired..." He said sighing.

“You know, I could help you out with that.”  I said while holding a finger to his ear.  “I just received word that my suit just received it’s last cosmetic repairs and I think that I could fix it up a bit.  If you don’t mind, that is.”

"You can try, but I doubt you can work with the scales of the world serpent and the fangs of Fenrir." Jason commented, twirling his hammer.

“You’d be surprised.” I said with a smug look.

"Well if you want to try, be my guest." Jason said, pulling his armor out of his pocket, placing it on the lab table.

“I think that I might need something, one sec.” I then ran to a box and started throwing out stuff. “No” Two bitching ravens were thrown out.  “Nah.” A unicycle was thrown out.  “Maybe in the bedroom.” A smaller box that was covered in a white sheet as thrown out.  “Here we go.” I pulled out a ray gun with a stopwatch on it. “Let’s hope this works.”  I fired the gun at the armor.  The armor’s chipped pieces and rusted bits slowly reverted back to its original quality. “There, good as new. Literally.”

"How the hell did you manage to do that?" Jason asked, running his hand over the armor, letting out a whistle.

“This gun allows me to reverse the time of an inanimate object.  I literally made it as good as new.” I said with no small amount of pride.

"That's pretty awesome. Best thing I made was a pair of legs for Rainbow Dash," Jason said, stroking his beard gently, "hey, can I get a look at your armor."

“Alright, sure.  I’ll even give a demonstration of it’s most impressive feature.”  I then turned to a small microphone.  “Jarvis, I want the mark 50 down here as quick as you can get it.”

“Yes sir.” said a voice from a loudspeaker.  Ten seconds later, the mark fifty walked in an opened up, allowing Jacob to slip in and activate all functions.  The suit closed on itself and the eyes lit up in a bright blue. “Alright, now for that feature, or should I say, features.”  Noticing Jason’s curiosity, I elaborated. “The first one is a portal cannon that allows me to travel to any universe that my token was activated in, and the second one is this.” He then shouted, “Uru armor!” The armor flashed brightly all over and then dimmed to reveal an armor that looked just like this. “Pretty cool huh?  I can use a pocket dimension to exchange my current armor with another one.”

"Yeah, that's pretty awesome," Jason said, looking it over, "Where would I get one of those?" He asked, putting his own armor back into his pocket.

“I could make one for you, but that takes out the feeling of success when you use something you make in battle.  There is also the possibility that you aren't worthy of this.  For instance, I couldn’t pick up that hammer if I tried, and this armor would most likely crush you.” I explained with a small amount of seriousness.

"Well, Odin thought I was worthy enough to inherit his power," Jason responded, "but, I'd rather not take the risk, I got kids back home." 

“Ah. how are they?  Your family?” I inquired.

"Good, though Rarity and Chrysalis are at each other’s throats."

“Pregnancy, or other reasons?” I asked.

"Rarity is pregnant and she's getting on Chrissy's nerves. I've heard heard them argue that much before. It's headache inducing."

“In that case, you need these much more than I do.”  I said before pulling out odd looking earplugs. “These will block out ALL sound.  And I literally mean that.”  I handed them to Jason before saying, “Do you want to continue with the tour?”

"Let's," Jason said, flashing a smile.

The next door that they came across was a ridiculously large door.  “This is where Bubbles, a “monster” that I raised sleeps.  It is getting close to winter time and she is in hibernation.  I recommend that we don’t walk in.  She is not exactly happy in the mornings.”  

"What kind of monster?" Jason asked, stopping in front of the door.

“Ursa Minor.” Jacob said.  “Despite common belief, they are actually quite intelligent.”  He seemed to smile at that.  “She wrote me a poem when she was six and I was sick.  Didn’t have the heart to tell her that it was already written.”

"Huh, I figured they would only be usable with the Nemitrix..." Jason muttered, stroking his chin.

“Would you like to hear it?  Or would you prefer that we go the next room, I.E. the gallery?” I asked.

"Let's keep going," he said, gesturing forward.

“Alright.”  The duo then made their way into an ornate dining room.  “Want anything?”

"No thank you, I'm good," Jason said, shaking his head.

“Fine then. Next up is the library.”  The pair walked into a library that dwarfed Twilight’s.  ”There is also a secret in here, find the switch and it will show you a room of pure archeological and scientific perfection.”

"I see," Jason said nodding, "Your Twilight get her castle yet?"

“Nah, last time I checked, I was in season 2. I think that Hearth's Warming Eve is coming up.” I replied. “I also plan on getting my revenge on Sombra and Celestia. Celestia at the wedding, and Sombra when his empire of hatred and bigotry returns.”

"Why are you getting g revenge on Celestia?" Jason asked, an edge creeping into his voice.

“I think that it would be best if I showed you, rather than tell you.”  I flew over to an obscure book labeled, “Secret.” and pulled on it, causing the fireplace to extend and open to reveal a ladder.  I climbed down the ladder. “You coming?” 

"Yes I'm coming," Jason said, jumping down the ladder, looking around.

What Jason saw was something that would either drive most people insane, or inspire them.  It looked like he was in a kaleidoscope filled with an array of memories of multiple colors slowly floating around.  I then cleared his throat, “This is known as my time room.  It allows me to watch all of my memories like movies.  Be they of peaceful times,” He pulled out a yellow plate that had a much younger version of himself being enthusiastic with a group of his students.  He was bouncing from desk to desk, pointing to various points on a timeline with a laser pointer. “Sad times.” The next one showed a roughly ten year old Jacob in a black suit standing over a grave. The grave read, “Here lies Dawn _____, Mother, Nurse, and loving Wife.” “Or many other types of memories.

"Dear Yggdrasil, this place is giving me a headache..." Jason groaned, rubbing his forehead in pain.

“I’ll ignore that.” I said in annoyance before pulling out a memory of long ago.  

“I think that it would be best if I do some narration.  You see, I arrived here roughly 1010 years ago.  I met a pegasus mare by the name of Surprise. She ran a theatre in Pegasopolis, or Cloudsdale, take your pick, while I wrote plays or musicals that were based on books or movies from back home.  For ten years, our antics with the citizens drew us closer and closer.  She even adopted me as her older brother.  Only now do I see how stupid I was in refusing that earlier.  We then had an idea to go to the Crystal Empire for some skiing and other winter activities.  Little did we know, Celestia was having a secret war with Sombra.  I guess that the reason for secrecy was because she didn’t want to cause panic.  Anyway, we flew there for a while and we saw a battle taking place.  We both notice that the Crystal Ponies were being turned into creatures that belong in Tartarus or something like that.  Donning suits ripped straight out of Naruto, we snuck into the main observatory where Sombra was.  We asked him to make the battle fair, and he called Surprise a whore, in pony terms at least.  I got pissed and charged at him.  Sombra’s first move was encasing Surprise in a dark magical crystal.  We had a fight filled with passion and hate, until Sombra pulled out a corrupted Crystal Heart and ejected me outside of the empire and him, the crystal ponies, and the empire, into a pocket dimension.  I helped any wounded ponies that I could back to the closest base and then flew home. Only to find guards at my doorstep telling me to go to Canterlot for a trial for my “destruction” of the crystal ponies and the Crystal Empire.”  The memory then faded, causing me to sigh and pull out another one. “Damn two-parters.” he mumbled under his breath.

"And you want revenge on her for the trial?" He asked, holding his head.

“Not quite. She could have just arrested me on the spot and had me executed.  The thing is though, the trial was rigged.” said Jacob before tapping the next memory.  “When I got to the Castle, I was bound, gagged, and given a toddler as a defence attorney. The other thing was Luna was the prosecutor and all the witnesses were nobles who weren’t even at the battle.  The trial was over in five minutes and I was sentenced to be trapped in stone for all eternity.  I am mad at Celestia because she treated me like an animal and a joke, disrespected both Mine and Surprise’s good names, and because I could not say what actually happened!” I had a look on my face that was of unbridled fury.

"Look," Jason started, straightening up, "I’m not going to defend her but, sometimes leaders have to do horrible things to keep their country safe."

“I know that, which is why I will use political revenge instead of gory revenge, like I plan to do with Sombra.  Do you want to go back to the library so I can explain.  You seem to be in pain.” I explained with a worried look.

"Sounds like a good idea to me," Jason said, climbing up the ladder, collapsing into one of the chairs.

I climbed out as well and closed the hole back. “Note to self, next time that I show guests that, bring sunglasses.” I cleared my throat, getting Jason’s attention.  “The plan is simple, yet clever.  Step one, I escape from stone hell.  Check.  Step two, I gain the other two countries that are not under Celestia’s rule’s respect as well as admiration for being a generous innovator who makes the common being’s life as well as the noble’s life easier. Check. Step three, I gain at least two of the Elements of Harmony’s support and respect.  Step four, I wait until a day when I can look like the brave and kind knight that I see myself as. Example- A Canterlot Wedding.  Step five, I use steps two through four to get Celestia to publicly apologize to me, thus showing the truth.  Step six, forgive Celestia and help Equestria.  Step seven, Celebrate that steps one through six worked with a bowl of ice cream.  Any questions?”

"Nope just... Try not to hurt Chrysalis..." Jason spoke, giving his head a good shake.

“I me promise that I will not harm the Queen, though I cannot say the same for any drone that attacks me or anyone close to me.  Cross my heart, and If I lie, I will slowly and painfully die.”  My eyes glowed blue for a second. “I might try to set up negotiations though.”  I rubbed my chin.  “Then again, If all of my revenge works, then there will be an empty empire filled with love that I think some-ling might want.

"Good," Jason said with a smile, "I hope it goes well. Now...I think I should be heading home..." He said with a yawn, "I'm exhausted..."

“Before you go, I have to ask, are you capable of splicing DNA with that?” I said, pointing to the omnitrix.  

"Yes...yes I am...interested?"

“Can’t say that I’m not.” I shrugged.

"What did you want?"

I started thinking, while I wouldn’t mind Big Chill’s ability to go through walls, fly, and freeze things, Grey Matter's intelligence, or Upgrade’s interfacing and upgrading abilities.  Can I get all three, or do I have to pick one?”.

"Only one and no, you can't get Upgrade, that form is iffy as it is." Jason said, shaking his head.

I sighed, “Fine.  I’ll take Big Chill’s.  I am already classified as a level twelve intellect anyway.”

"Omnitrix, splice target human with Necrofriggian DNA please." Jason commanded.

"Affirmative." It chirped, hitting me with a blast of green energy.

Deciding to give it a test, I phased out of my suit and flew.   “I can get used to this.  Here”  I reached into my pocket and handed Jason a red gear with an arc reactor in it.  You can use this to call me when you want, it also works as an infinite source of clean energy.”

"Thanks," Jason said, nodding his head. "Welp, send me back."

“By the way, I am planning a huge winter party at my main fortress in a week.  You are more than welcome to go and bring two guests.” I offered.  

"Just give me a call, I imagine it'll be a fun night out with the spouses." Jason said with a smile.

“Until then, our contract is complete.  Now, if you don’t excuse me, I’m gonna go for a test flight.” I said before turning invisible and diving through the floor.

Jason rolled his eyes, vanishing in a burst of light, his token falling to the ground.


-one hour later-


The sun was setting as I flew back into my ship and said, “Whelp, I did everything that I could ever want to do while being undetectable and able to go through walls.  Now back to work.”  I looked at a calendar and then said, “I think that I’ll take a trip back to Quilxing.”
> Tale of friendship and family
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

	Qilxing, capital city of Chimina, land of Chimeras, Third POV

I was walking down a small market place in a simple robe and a straw hat for shade.  I was quite happy today.  I had just set up my second company for Alloy International roughly three weeks ago.  The first one was in Bullingrad.  Both of these companies were producing products to make life easier for the people, and the workers were actually treated rather well.  I did not want the horrific dark side of the Industrial Revolution to happen in this world.  I saw a small shop.  On display was a decent sized wicker basket.  I picked it up.  A small creature came out from behind the counter, he was a mix between a large lemur and a lion.  He then said in Chinese “If you are looking for one for a romantic picnic, then might I suggest this purple one.”

“Oh no, this is not for a romantic occasion, but the sentiment was nice.” I answered back in the same language before tossing him a small coin as payment. Before I left though, I noticed a small wilted flower with long, yellow petals, and small green leaves.  I pushed it into the shade and it then blossomed into a beautiful flower.  “The moon blossom only blooms when in partial shade.”  I got a small nod as thanks, and continued on my way.  I then walked over to another stand that was selling instruments and bought a decent trumpet.  Afterwards, I heard a small child crying next to an annoyed mother.  With a small amount of compassion, I picked up the instrument and played a small song to get the child to smile.  The chimeras around the child were also smiling.   I then heard sounds of playing and proceeded to go there.  Four children were playing something that was so similar to soccer that I might as well call it that.  The ball was kicked from the goalie to a kicker and into a window.  The children rushed behind me.  “Most of the time, it is best to admit your mistakes and then try to gain back honor.”	

A large, angry, camera that was part bear and part bull walked out and yelled, “When I am through with you kids, the window will not be the only thing that’s broken!”

We each had a look of fear, “In this case however, I think that we should run!” Faster than most would register, we all ran in different directions.  I ran quickly into an ally to be surprised to find a small, familiar, grey pegasus mare with an eye patch sulking.  I sat down next to her and asked, “What’s wrong?”

She turned to me and said, “It’s nothing.”

I smiled a bit, “No one sulks about nothing.”

The mare sighed and said, “Fine.  Just so you know, this never leaves here. I have been trying to track down a fugitive who escaped Canterlot a couple of months ago.  I first tried Neighpon, but he wasn't there.  I then got a tip that he was in Moscow, but that was a dead end.  I also got a tip four weeks ago that he was heading towards this place, but I can't find him.  Add that to the fact that Hearth's Warming is coming up and I can't spend it with my family, and you can see why I am so down in the dumps."  Already knowing the answer, but hoping for the best, I said, "Who is this scoundrel called?  Perhaps I saw him."  

Derpy brightened up at this. "He is called Iron Man."  I grimmaced a little at this.


"Well then Miss, " I said, hoping for an answer.

"Mrs. and it's Hooves" she replied.

Starting over, I said, "Well Miss Hooves, I happen to know this man that you are talking about a lot.  You could say that we're family."

Derpy stared at me, though I couldn't tell if she was being serious or not.  "Where is he."

Deciding to chose my words carefully, I simply replied, "How about this, a few hills eastward, my airship is currently disguised and invisible. This should help with any tracking issues."  I handed Mrs. Hooves a scanner that beeped when the ship was close.  

"Well, seeya." I said before dashing away in a comical fashion.

"Wait, I have so much to ask you." said Derpy before flying after me while avoiding sight by using disguises, barrels, and a cardboard box. She finally saw me on a small hill with a tree in front of me.  

I took out the items in the package.  There was a small stone, a picture of Surprise, two cupcakes, and a small sack of gold coins.  I placed them all in a specific order, took out a lighter, lit the candles, and said, "Happy Birthday, my friend.  No, sister." Tears were present on my face, "If only I could have protected you."  

I put the trumpet to my lips and started to play.  Music from other instruments seem to flow through the wind.  


	Play this, but ignore the lyrics


I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom, for me and you.
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world.

I see skies of blue, that miss you.
Celestia's blessed day, and Luna's sacred night.
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world.

The colors of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky.
Are also on the faces, on the creatures going by.
I see friends shaking paws, claws, or hooves, saying "How do you do."  
They're really saying, "I love you."

I hear foals cry, I watch them grow.
They'll learn so much more, than I'll ever know.
And I think to myself, yes I think to myself, "What a wonderful world."  

The song ended with two rivers of tears running down my face.  I picked up one of the cupcakes and blubbered, "Cheers, I wish that you could be here now." I then took a bite, and finished my cupcake in silence.  Just sitting there for the thirty minutes that I had left.

I wiped my face free of tears and frosting and walked to my ship to find Mrs. Hooves sitting on the top deck.  "What took ya?"  she asked while munching on a muffin that she got from a nearby dispenser.

I just smiled, "Just remembering family." 

"Cool." said Derpy. "What do you know about Iron Man?" 

We both walked into a hallway in the ship and I turned to Derpy, who was marveling at the technology on the ship.  "It kinda reminds me of Time's workshop."

Finding that knowledge amusing, I started to go into, "negotiation mode." "I know everything that you could ever want to know about Iron Man because I am Iron Man.  Before you start abducting me and dragging me back to Canterlot to be turned into a garden gnome, how about we make a deal instead.  I will pay you my entire bounty for four weeks, as well as stay in the general Ponyville area, in exchange that you make three things happen.  The first, In one month, there will be a wedding in Canterlot.  I want you to take me to Celestia five days before then.  Next, I want a retrial with a lawyer of my own choosing.  And finally, I would like to have you and your family over for a huge Winter feast/ party at my Ponyville base of operations."  I reached into a knapsack, and gave Derpy a large bag filled with bits.  "I learned from our conversation that you were tight on cash.  Why else would you go after an escaped fugitive.  I promise that I will not run away, pinkie promise."  I then ran through the motions.  "I will go make some calls, while you decide on the mater."  I walked into a room and said, "Jarvis, contact the board and tell them that they are in control for a month.  Also tell them that if they screw up my company, I will find a way to fire them." 

"Yes sir." said Jarvis over a loud speaker. 

When I walked out, Derpy had a pistol pointed at my head while sitting on a large bag of coins.  Even though one of her eyes were covered, I could feel her glare at me with both eyes.  She said, "I'll agree on one more condition." 

"What's that?" I asked in curiosity.

"Don't show this ship to my husband, he will freak out."  Said Derpy.

"Alright then, let's go." I exclaimed before running with Derpy to the control room and sat on the captain's chair.  "Jarvis, I want to have this ship back in home base in thirty minutes.  Is that understood?" 

"Activating cloak and warp drive.  Please strap yourself in." said Jarvis calmly.  

We began to fly as I sorted through my tokens.  Jason's Unitrix, Kat's Diamond, Jeff's phone, Dox's die, Buttercup's hammer necklace, Wayde's golden sand and Blossom's notebook were glowing and radiating a spiritual energy of some sort.  But Solveik's token, which is an ice cube with three icicles, was grey and unresponsive.  It started to form cracks all over itself before exploding into a mass of grey snowflakes.  This either meant that some void crap happened, or Solveik is dead.  The later seems more believable than the former, so I'll go with that.  In that case, rest in peace Solveik, rest in peace.

The rest of the flight back was silent.  When we landed back in the mountain base hangar, we got off and went our separate ways.  Derpy to her family, and me to my tokens.  I held up the golden sand.  I then thought. "If I'm am going to invite people, then I better make amends with Wayde first."
> Tis the season
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

Hearth's Warming Eve:
Mountain Base:

Third person pov (Because reasons)

Shrugging off a stylized Iron Man kitchen-apron, a gleaming metal arm folding out of the wall to replace the discarded garment to its designated peg on the wall, currently, most up to date food preparation facility on the planet, at least until he thought of the next upgrade, Jacob walked out of his kitchen. The scents of holiday sweets, meats, and an array of spices even he would be hard pressed to remember swirled in eddies behind him in a semi-transparent cloak of holiday-cheer. Moving passed his living turned extended dining room where a number of tall conifers decorated with the appropriate lights, ornaments, and edible dressings whose glow was only enhanced by the shimmering paper-wrapping of the presents below, he danced his way passed the cheerily painted spherical X-droids who were floating about scanning the present spread for optimal efficiency of taste before a fresh morsel need take its place. The long dining table, once made so long for theatrical purposes, now seemed fitting with what was about to happen.  Jacob called up a monitor from his watch and gave peek to one of the smaller cave entrances, far from the insulation of his home proper, to see a small family of three trotting up the snow-kissed mountain in heavy winter-gear.

“Derpy, are you sure that it is a good idea to go to a party hosted by a wanted man?” Time Turner asked, unzipping his coat just enough to slip in a hoof as he pulled out his pocket-watch, messing his green bow tie in the process, ever determined to be on time no matter the company he expected to encounter.

“Relax Timey, I made a deal with the guy, so I’ll uphold it.” Derpy replied calmly, reaching over to straighten the top-hat he hadn’t noticed he’d knocked as she calmed down her husband while Dinky, their daughter, continued to play with the bell on the end of her santa hat.

The trio reached the main entrance to the cave.  It was gigantic, though unlike those at the base of the mountain it was utterly bereft of icicles.  Trotting in, they were greeted with a loud roar that shook the room and sent Dinky scurrying to the sides of her parents.

“Bubbles,” came a familiar voice sounding all too much like a worried parent from overhead, “be sure to go back to bed.  You need to be rested so that when hibernation is over, you won’t try to kill me because I woke you up.” Looking to one another the trio’s attention shifted to a line of red and green lights that began to flicker on the right side of the cave-wall, running a short way in until they curved over an archway that led up a small flight of stairs. Dinky, wonder struck at the sudden display and was soon out of sight of the two adults who gave a shrug at the unusual sight and climbed up after her. 

Moving up the small spiral of stone-steps, the temperature noticeably increasing as they went, they second they passed the portal, the stone door silently closing out the cold winter behind them, they were met by the pleasant sight of fire was burning away in a truly incredible holly-covered hearth, a row of large tables, and a tall biped wearing a red sweater who was seemingly busy with conducting a bevvy of cheery, floating, reflective-spheres who were just putting the final touches to placement of the dining tables and chairs as silvery plates the size of a pony were brought in from the next room were set upon the tables. The inclusion of meat was immediately noticeable, sending a small wave of nausea through Derpy’s stomach, but the feeling quickly vanished as similarly sized plates of salads, potatoes, and greens were placed upon a separate table at the other side of the growing buffet, with the crowning jewel, and ever growing pile of sweets that was accumulating at the center of the wide half-circle of tables.

“Um, Iron Man?” asked Derpy.

Jacob, patting his hands with the washcloth on his side belt-loop, sending a new cloud of flour to fall to his freshly cleaned winter-carpet, turned to the trio of ponies.  “Ah, Derpy and company, welcome to my humble abode.  I just finished setting up the food, but I need to call other guests before eating.  Please, make yourselves at home.”

Time Turner, eyes gleaming of the technological spectacle surrounding him, went around in a near daze as he picked his way across the small trinkets of machinery the lined the shelves along the walls while Derpy moved to one of the plush chairs ringing the fireplace, all the while keeping Jacob in her sight. Dinky, however, had managed her way to the small assortment of books on the public shelf and picked up a book titled “How the Grinch Stole Christmas” and started reading it.

Jacob, moving back to the kitchen, squared his shoulders and pulled out a simple draw-string bag. Pulling the golden-yellow strings he spilled the contents of the red-bag them over a countertop. A d20 die necklace, a black diamond, a cell phone, a pink note book, a stream of golden sand that fell into the shape of a stopwatch, a green scythe charm, and a prototype unitrix, and, placing them all in a circle, he added his own red-gear at the center and, turning the sides a bit, lining the teeth of the gears with the surrounding tokens. Typing in a brief code upon the watch adorning his wrist, the teeth of the gear split in two sending a beam of white-energy to the surrounding items as a holographic screen shimmered into existence above the central gear. Turning back to his watch he typed out the simple invitation:

 “Dear friends, comrades, and people that I pissed off.  I am throwing a Christmas party at my place and I want you to know that you are all invited with open arms.  I would also like to say that each guest is allowed to bring two people, ponies, etc with them.  Should you not wish to come, just say, “I do not wish to go Jacob.” or “piss off.” that works too.”
Sincerely,
Jacob.  And Hyde bitches!

“We heard word of a party?” came a voice from the high-ceiling, from where a silver, fifteen-foot, anthro Luna had appeared in all her buxom glory. Landing lightly upon her feet as she gently flapped to the ground and asked, “Where’s the party? We wish to attend.”

Jacob donned a look of fear as he glanced to the kitchen ceiling. “Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck FUCK!” yelled Jacob.  “What do you want?  I didn’t blow up your cakes recently.” Jacob, in an attempt to show he most certainly was not intimidated by the fuzzy Amazon before him and pressed his chest reactor, sending an opaque shield of white-energy to bloom around him .

“Oh my, it seems young Jacob is being a bit of a troll,” the Luna said. “We don’t blame you for not recognizing us, Jacob. We are Doxuna, or as you used to know us, Dox. Don’t tell us you’ve forgotten that name, at least.”

Jacob deactivated the shield.  “Dox? Wait a minute,” he frowned, “Young?! I’m at least seven hundred years older than you!

“I’m two hundred, yes,” Doxuna smirked, “but with the memories of someone far older than me,” she finished, dropping the whole Royal We. “Please, do not try me. Now, how about everyone else that’s coming?”

“One sec, I wanna try something.”  Jacob said, bringing up two fingers to Doxuna’s neck. “May I?”  

“The hell are you doing?” Doxuna gasped, raising a hand to bat the offending hand.

“It’s nothing pervy, I promise. It’s just a trick that I picked from a Zebra that a met a while ago. I mean no harm to you.” Jacob assured in a calm tone.

“If you’re trying to convert me to my base form, drop it now.” Doxuna warned. “It is most unpleasing right now, so I suggest you let it be.”

“Honestly, I don’t give a fuck about appearances, also this is a pain relieving technique.  I still need that permission.”

“Fine. But do not attempt any other moves on us.”

“Fine.” said Jacob before closing his eyes and moving his two fingers to the base of the spine, then to the mid spine, then the stomach, then the heart, then the throat, the middle of the forehead, and finally the crown of the head.  “You have recently suffered abandonment, grief, guilt, pain, and fear.”  

“Your point, Captain Obvious?” Doxuna snarked. “I know what I have suffered, and I’d personally rather not talk about it, alright? Now, can we get to your other guests? I think I can see one of them coming through now.

“Let me finish dammit.” said Jacob in an irritated tone.  Jacob pulled his hand away from the crown, causing a red smog of air like magic the size of a giant beach ball to leave with her. Doxuna’s breath slowed down and an unnoticed smile crossed her lips. With a sudden movement, Jacob shoved his arm into the orb, a scream in pure agony escaping before he’d completely absorbed it. Tears burst from his eyes as the internal struggle began.  Aided by Hyde, the mind’s protector, Jacob fought back the godlike pain of Dox and Luna. The mental landscape was quickly covered by the shadow of Hyde, dressed in an equally black kimono and a dark, pulsating sword which he swung at the blight of psychic energy, shattering it completely. “My head, my rules, bitch,” Hyde smirked

“Wow. You psychotic bastard. That could have screwed you over so badly, ya know.” Doxuna sighed, her shoulders sagging even as her eyes still managed to widen. “But still, thank you. Also, we were being serious earlier. There comes a guest right now!”

As the loveable oddball-voice of the human arachnid echoed off the walls, "Jacob, buddy nice to see you again. I must say the suit works like a charm." He then walks into view wearing Hybrid out for more of a fun little show no threat intended.

“Ah Jeff!  Good to see ya!” Jacob walked over to him and gave him a friendly hug.

Jeffrey hugged back, smiling since it was always nice to see a friend again.

Jacob then turned to Doxuna, “As for the psychotic comment, Hyde has been battling the demon’s in my head for years. I am not joking about the demon part either.  I actually went to hell.  I had pure faith in my pseudo brother.”

“Hush, little one. We shall hold thee.” Doxuna said, grabbing Jacob, hugging him close, and petting him. “Worry not, thou shalt be alright.”

Jeffrey seeing Luna look alike Hybrid turned his hands into sharp looking claws.

“You know Doxuna, you don’t have to talk in archaic language if you don’t want to.  Then again, I don’t mind hugs.”

“What dost thou mean? What is wrong with how we talk?” Doxuna asked. She turned her attention to Jeff. “And you! Put those away, will thee? There is no need for such toys here.”

Jeffrey forces Hybrid to change back and said, "Sorry, I'm just used to Luna and Celestia being not friendly to me."

“Well, we are not Luna. We art Doxuna.” Doxuna explained. “To prove our point, among our reasons, we are silver, Luna is not. Well, most Lunas.”

"Thanks for the correction and thanks for the introduction." Said Jeffery as he forces Hybrid down and look back to his normal black costume as a preventative measure from pissing off and killing someone.

“OKAY! PLEASE EXPLAIN WHAT THE FLYING BUCK IS GOING ON HERE!!!!” yelled Derpy as she skidded into the kitchen, winged flared.

“Ah, thou must understand. We are Displaced.” Doxuna said, standing tall. “And if thou shalt excuse us, we are going to hunt down the horderves and devour them.” Doxuna dropped Jacob and walked off towards a table full of food.

“Save some for the rest of the guests!  Also, you might want to try the marshmallow snowmen!” shouted Jacob in a good mood.  “Don’t touch the other food until all of the guests have arrived.”

“THE BUCK’S A DISPLACED?!” shouted Derpy as Time Turner scrambled in, attempting to hold back the destruction he knew his wife was capable of.

Jeffery went to go get some of the snack like food if anything to keep from being hungry. He then grabbed a marshmallow snowman. Then he pops one into his mouth after lifting his mask, once the food is in his mouth he puts his mask back on.

"Are we late?" Came Jason's voice as he stepped into view, surrounded in a furious red aura. Stepping out behind him were his wives, Rarity and Chrysalis, both dressed for the occasion.
Phasing through Jeff, Jacob hugged the three of them in a bear hug. “Jason, how goes it! The big chill DNA is making things much easier on me.”

Jeffrey walks to sit on a wall using his wall climbing skill, he is just going to watch all this happen for the time being.
"Pretty good, just rocking Kiao Ken. Don't ask, my grandmother is insane." Jason said, pulling away from Jacob, running a hand through his hair.

Jacob looked down at Chrysalis and Rarity. “And who are you two adorable creatures?" He then tilted his head to the side. “Scratch that, three adorable creatures.”

"Don't call me adorable," Chrysalis hissed, "Also what do you mean three?"

“Oh hey.” Doxuna said as she approached, marshmallow in her mouth. “Two adorable forms that we can transform into. Thanks for showing up, ladies.” Doxuna then started melting into a quadruped form before turning into Chrysalis. “Ah, very nice. Quite an adorable form. Not too squishy, but still there. If you need me, I’m going back to the snacks.”

"Why must you attract the weird ones?" Chrysalis asked with a sigh, shaking her head with a groan.

Jeffery watching from his wall spot intrigued about the guests who have been arriving. He was trying to figure out who to not piss off and leave alone, and who was right to be friendly with since they could take a joke.

With a sudden burst of light, a shimmering ring of golden-sand colored a spot of empty air, the void of light at its center seeming to draw away from the mirthful atmosphere. Not a moment later a spot of black was flung from the darkened depths, the ring vanishing into the ether, rolling onto the side of the nearby cupboards, gasping as the shadow contorted to a shrunken stature.

“You” came the cold accusation, as the shadow raised his head to the assembled crowd.

A little confused, Jacob tilted his head slightly, “Didn’t you get my invitation? I am inviting Displaced to a party.  If you feel as though you are being kidnapped, I did state how to decline the offer.”

“Again with the lies” he replied frigidly, scanning the assembly, “and now I find you in the company of a villain who-”

“Listen to me, I just stated that you had the ability to decline.  Or is there too much sand in your ears Wayde?” said Jacob with a calm, yet slightly impatient tone.

“And who exactly are you talking to?” Doxuna asked. “It looks like you’re talking to a cupboard.”

Jacob then turned to Doxuna, “Actually, that is another displaced, rather like Pitch Black if I recall.  Now, in order to see and hear him, you might want to believe first.”

The other people in the room just shrugged and said things along the lines of, “What the hell,” but then fell silent or back to their own conversations as the gaunt-shadow stretched out upon the cupboard blinked into their collective vision.
Jeffery smiled hearing all this since it was funny.

“Now Wayde, If you agreed to this invitation by accident, I can send you back, but I am also trying to wash away any bad blood in between us.” Offered Iron Man.

Head still moving from side to side at the monstrous gathering, Wayde simply stated, “Your days of stealing me across dimensions are through,” disappearing into the darkness of the cupboard behind him, the pall of darkness that surrounded him beginning to vanish as well, “now, if you’ll excuse me.”

“For food I suppose?  You know, this is a holiday for peace, not bitterness.” said Jacob.

He didn’t get a response. Instead, a white vortex appeared. Screaming was heard, along with laughing and a frustrated yell.

A light green blur rushed past everyone twice, then stopped. Buttercup, wearing rollerblades and a black eye patch over her right eye whooped.

“Hello everypony! I’m vethers and I’m here to steal yer candy!” The raven haired girl slurred.

A light and dark blue blur came next. And stopped right next to Buttercup. Bubbles and a small girl with dark blue hair. Her arms were wrapped around Bubbles, and the two were giggling like school girls.

“Hello girls, is Blossom coming?” asked Jacob.

Buttercup started giggling, “Yeah, she’s just getting ready…”

Bubbles cleared her throat, “She’s just getting Bell and Barasia… Should be here in three…”

“Two…” Buttercup counted.

“One…” Said Breannin.

“I can’t believe you two! Don’t leave me like that! What are you, high- never mind…” Blossom stomped out with Bell and Barasia. Blossom’s right leg was bandaged up in gauze, and her bow was missing. Barasia’s left arm was missing, and Bell’s wrist looked snapped.

“My god, What happened to you two?” said Jacob in a worried voice.

Blossom sighed, “We were summoned, and things got… out of control… You should have seen the other guys… Buttercup’s high on painkillers, and Bubbles is… well, Bubbles.”

“I don’t like Star Wars anymore…” Mumbled Barasia under her breath.

Sighing, Jacob just said, “Bell, Barasia, come with me, I’ll get you two fixed up.”

Jarvis, while speaking through a larger spybot, said, “Good evening Lady Buttercup, do you wish to troll these people with me?”

“Totally!” Buttercup said, before slipping and landing on her head, “As soon as the drugs wear off… On the bright side, I saw my brother!”

“That’s wonderful, and how is Master Lee?” said Jarvis.

“He’s… Um… He’s fine. Got into a fight with a Sith Lord and an army of Pinkie Pie’s with Lightsabers… So good now, not so good later.” Buttercup stared at the ceiling.

“Oh my, did he try to out weird the Pinkie knock-offs?” said Jarvis with a slightly worried tone.

“Yes… But they were more of the… Pinkamena, type…” She shivered

“Show, or Cupcakes?  Also, I might have a solution for your painkiller high.” said Jarvis.

“Please do… And both, plus Smile HD… Oh the Smile HD…”

“I just need to call up master Jacob for the pain thing, also, Pinkie wasn’t Pinkamena in Smile HD, she was just suffering from a power overload.”

“Don’t care… Too high…”  

“First, I’ll remove the pain killers from your system by introducing an anti-drug into your bloodstream.”  The spider like bot climbed onto Buttercup’s arm and injected a needle into her. “This will hurt a lot.”

“I won’t feel it… Painkillers…” Buttercup croaked.

“This removes ALL effects of the drugs.” reminded Jarvis.  Jarvis then paused for a bit before saying. “I have contacted Jacob and he is on his way.” Jarvis replied in a calming voice.

Jacob then walked into the area with two fixed and upgraded gynoids following him.  He turned to Buttercup and said, “Before I begin, I need your permission to touch you without getting offensive.”

“What?” Buttercup asked, to which Bubbles and Breannin began cackling.

“Without going into too much detail, I am going to literally pull the pain out of you,” said Jacob.

“Sure…”

“I better not get a molester joke for this.” said Jacob before touching the base of her spine, the middle of her back, her stomach, her heart, her throat, the middle of the forehead, and finally the crown of her head.  A red, smog-like mist came out off her forehead and it swelled to the size of a baseball.  Jacob shoved it into his chest and let out a few pained, and ragged breaths before calming down.  “As I said, I literally pulled the pain from you and into me.”

Buttercup sat up. “Uh… Thank you.”

“Don’t mention it.” said Jacob. He then turned back to the pony guests in his abode.

He turned to see a pissed off Derpy, “If one more of you hairless apes appear out of nowhere, I will put a bullet through your head and take half of your bounty.”  Derpy even pulled out a gun to prove her point.

“We are not apes!” Bubbles glared at Derpy as she yelled. “You want us to call you horses!?”

“Jacob, where’s the piano and the other instruments? I mean, this is Hearths Warming, right? Where’s the music?” Doxuna said as she approached, now in the form of Derpy and covering her right eye.

Jeffery hearing the ape insult he wasn't sure how to respond to that since he wasn't sure if now having super powers made him part spider or not.

Jacob, ignoring the gun in Derpy’s possession, said, “Silly me, I forgot. One sec.” He then snapped his fingers as one piano and three androids with cellos rose up on a platform.  Jacob sat at the piano as they began to play. 

Just as he finished, Doxuna jumped up onto the piano stool, morphed back into a smaller version of her original Luna form, and shoved Jacob off. “No, no, no! You have to play it like this!” Three blobs of flesh melted out of Doxuna and became random females that had attended the party. All of the duplicate Doxunas stole a cello from the robots, and they began playing.

“If you’re gonna be a dick about playing, then I get to sing.” said Jacob before pulling out a microphone and sung while a different sounding Jarvis co signing.

Jeffery is just sticking on the wall watching and listening.

“We art going to punch thee in the throat if thou would try that again.” Doxuna warned. “Never interrupt our playing with music like that.”

“Gimmie back my orchestra Dox.  I only use one piano.”

“No. We believe that we art better than thou at playing. We also have better choice in holiday-ish songs.” Doxuna argued.

“Well then, how about we settle this with a cello war?”

“Do you mean a fight to the death with bows or actually playing?” Doxuna questioned honestly. “‘Cause we art down for either. Wielding a cello bow is much like wielding a sword.”

Jeffery deciding to try and mingle at the annoying pestering of Hybrid. So after unsticking from the wall. He starts to go snack some more if anything it might start a conversation with someone, hopefully not murderous Derpy.

“With actual music off course. Just follow my lead.” said Jacob before picking up a cello and a bow, then started to play.

“Ha! As if you’d survive that. Honey, I play for keeps.” Doxuna warned, pulling out a cello and bow from her ‘magic satchel’. She twirled the bow a few times and started playing along.

The duo were playing off of each other at near equal tempo and keeping a decent, and epic, rhythm with each other.  Doxuna chucked a rock at Jacob in an attempt to throw him off, but Jacob spun with the cello to avoid the rock, and activated a party cannon trap near Doxuna. Doxuna ignored the massive mess of confetti that was shot into her face and kept playing.  Both combatants glared into each other’s souls, neither willing to lose to the other.  They increased their tempo and people even started making bets on who would win. Eventually, the song ended, and they were both at each other’s throats with each other with bows. Sadly, there were no winners of the battle.

“Alright, enough. How about we just play something else, alright?” Doxuna offered.

“Alright, tie? How about we play a mixture of funky classical?” Asked Jacob.

“I call the funk. Just give me an electric cello.” Doxuna said. One of her duplicates walked up to her, said electric cello in hand. The duplicate whispered something to Doxuna before walking away. “Oh really? Well, go have fun, Recall. We shall be here. And if you could, take the others with you?” The other duplicates followed after the ‘Recall’ duplicate. “Now, would you please start us off, young Jacob?”

“Alright,” said Jacob before playing a harpsichord to start the collaboration off. A bit into it, Doxuna deliberately interrupted the original theme and the collab went off from there. When it was done, the two got up and bowed, and Doxuna walked away, putting both her cello, bow, and the electric cello into the ‘magic satchel’.

“I’m keeping this!” She said as she put things away. When she was finished, she walked off to go join the duplicates.
“I should probably mention that I had this set to outdoor loudspeakers, so most, if not all of Ponyville heard it, plus our cello war.” said Jacob with a cheeky grin.

A red and black portal ripped open in the room… only no one walked out. But voices, mostly yelling could be heard from within. Then, three humans were blasted out of the portal by a magenta magic blast.

“GO BE SOCIAL!” a Twilight’s voice screamed from the vortex.

“I’M NOT A SOCIAL PERSON!” Ben screamed back as the portal closed. “Aw man.”

“Get off!” Kat said as she and her sister shoved Ben off of them. “Honestly Ben, was all that really necessary? It’s just a party.”

“I don’t do parties,” he grumbled, brushing the dirt from his jacket.

“Well too bad, we’re already here,” Raven said matter-of-factly.

Ben looked down to see Dinky hugging his leg.  “You seem grumpy.”   

“I’m always grumpy,” he deadpanned. “Now get off my leg… please.”

“Alright, mister Grinch.” she grumbled before trotting off.

“Well, now that everyone is here, we can eat.” said Jacob in a relieved tone.

Raven hmmed as she looked at Jacob. “So... this is the Iron Man you slept with? Eh, you could really do better, Kat.”

“Be nice, Raven,” she sighed.

“What she said.” said Iron Man, sounding a little offended.

"Oh hey Kat," Jason said with a wave, sipping at a drink, his aura still up.

“Hey Jason!” Kat waved back. “Haven’t seen you in forever.”

“Oh gods, he was invited too?” Ben moaned, laying in a heap on the floor.

“You know Ben, If you don’t want to be social right now, there is a library in here.” said Jacob.

“That doesn’t help me at all!”

Kat laughed nervously. “Don’t mind him. He’s not really a, uh… people person.”

“Kat? Kat is that you?” Doxuna said as she walked up to the shifter. “It’s been so long. How’s life treating you sensei?”

“DOX?!” she nearly screamed. “Oh mon Dieu, what happened to you and Luna?!”

“Well, Luna got worshiped, and I got mutated into… Well…” Doxuna said. “I’d rather not really talk about that. Let’s just say that I’m choosing to look like how I last saw my Luna and that I have her memories.”

"That sounds weird as hell," Jason said, shaking his head, "Also, fuck off Ben."

“Whatever, Jason. I’m too depressed to care right now.”

“Get up!” Raven said, kicking Ben into a standing position.

“Ow! Yeesh, abuse abuse abuse abuse, that’s all I ever get.”

“I think I might know how to help you at least get more comfortable.” Doxuna said. “Though, you’re going to have to, how do I put this… ‘Let us in’. Do you understand?”

“No way in hell am I doing the pain thing on him.  With what I’ve already done to you and Buttercup, I need rest or I might get fatally injured.” said Jacob.

“I don’t want to get comfortable. I’m surrounded by Displaced! Ugh, why Kat makes me be social, I will never know.”
“You do know that you are a displaced, right?” said Jacob

"Don’t try to reason with Ben, he's an asshole," Jason said with a snort, causing Rarity to glare at him.
“Now now. Let’s not resort to petty name calling.” Doxuna said. “Ben. Can you let me in for a second. I promise, I won’t do anything. I just want to help you out. You won’t feel anything, and you won’t need to do anything. I promise.”
“Stay away from me and my head,” he glared. “I’ve already got enough mental scars, I don’t need some mutant going near it.”

“Ben!” Kat scolded. “He may look a little weird, but most of these people are still friends. At least word it nicely, for once.” Ben only rolled his eyes, slumping against the far wall.

“It’s alright, Kat. He’s not going to let me in.” Doxuna said. “Though, that doesn’t mean my idea is shot. You know him well enough, don’t you?”

Kat looked a little sheepish. “Not really… we haven’t exactly known each other very long… despite him being my actual brother.”

“Then I guess my idea may indeed be shot.” Doxuna said. “Ah well, no harm done. Though, I could potentially force my way in, but with how he’s acting, I’m not sure I’d be helping more than hurting. You sure you don’t know about anything or maybe anyone he likes or cares for?”

Ben groaned. “What is with so many people trying to interfere with my life? You honestly think you could do what most scientists on Earth could not? Oh please, my mind is my own now stay out and away from it.”

After hearing this, Jacob started laughing like a mad man.  “Oh really?  I can think of ten bastards that would disagree.  Also, some of us even know what you are going through personally.” Jacob’s hair flattened and he gained a dark and overdramatic aura.  “It is either that, or that I never existed.  Also, hi Kat.” Hyde waved.

“Hi,” Kat waved back.

Ben began to chuckle going into a loud laugh. “That’s it? That’s it?! You have another personality in your head? Try having ten different personalities that are not related to you in anyway, who’s only purpose in life is to get rid of you before causing mayhem, destruction, and death throughout the land. That’s what I’ve lived with for five thousand years, so shut up and sit down. I have my reasons for not liking Displaced, or humans in general.”

"I’m sorry," Chrysalis cut in, "Is this a party or a dick measuring contest? Because I'd prefer a party and not a bunch of idiots flaunting their 'painful backstories' like its some excuse for their horrible personalities."

“Chrysalis, you’re oh so right.” Doxuna said. “I personally like to get back to the party, myself. So, if we’re all done with the whole ‘whose life is worst’ contest, let’s follow the lady’s advice and get back to the party.”

“You guys are right, we are getting kind of childish and ridiculous over the past.  How about we enjoy the present Ben?  It is a gift.” Hyde started to calm down as Jacob slowly returned, “If you need me, just shout!” Jacob then returned fully. 

“What did I miss?”

"Nothing important," Chrysalis said, chugging her drink, frowning a little.

“Alright everybody, let’s just let Ben be his mopey self. That’s just who he is. This is supposed to be a party and Raven and I could really use some light heartedness.”

“Alright, now that everyone is here, how about we eat?  We don’t want to get the pie cold, do we?” asked Jacob with a smile before sitting at the head of the table while a proper Christmas song played in the background.

"I am rather famished," Rarity said, placing a hoof on her swollen stomach.

Once everyone sat down, Jacob held up a glass, “I would like to propose a toast.  Through our interactions, be they brief or long, I felt some sort of connection with all of you guys.  It is almost like a very fucked up family, but I would consider all of you my family, even though some interactions that I had would be made awkward by this, I do love you guys.  If we were all here, Wayde included, I would consider him a cousin or something along those lines.  Now that I actually said this, I think that I should have said nakama… damn. So,” Jacob raised his glass higher. “To friends, family, and everything in between.”
“Here here!” Kat cheered, lifting up a glass of her own.

Jason nodded, "and our family is just going to get bigger." He smiled, lifting his cup, his over hand on Rarity's stomach.

“I gotta ask Jason, how did you get Rarity pregnant in the first place? Did you bed her as a pony?  Even so, from what I’ve gathered, your transformations last minutes at a time.” Jacob then gained a quick look of realization before getting a shit eating grin. “Either that was a quick lay, or you had a form lock.”

“Hah! Endurance joke!” Doxuna belted out. “We’re betting it was the former! Hah!”

"Oh I don't know, you have no idea the kind of things two shapeshifters get up to in the bedroom," Chrysalis smirked, licking her lips, nibbling Rarity's ear.

"S-stop that!" She squirmed, trying to push the Empress away.

“Pffft, two? Only two? I’ve had three, including myself.” Doxuna snarked. “Though, you do have a point. It’s fun, and there’s tons of possibilities.”

“I’ve also had experience shape changing in bed, though I think that Kat remembers it better than I do.” Jacob smirked.

“I also remembered how it ended,” she said in a somber tone.

“Hey!” Raven snapped at her. “No sad time from you, missy. I’m not letting my sister get all sad and depressed at a Christmas party of all things. Right now, all our worries are behind us for now. Your lack of happiness and my war are back home, not here. Now focus on the party.”

“What she said.” said Jacob for a second time.

Derpy, now having a large blush, was covering Dinky’s ears.  “You mind talking about something foal friendly?”

"Since you asked nicely," Chrysalis said with a smile, "Anyone want to see pictures?" She asked, pulling out Jason's camera, ignoring the annoyed look he gave.

Kat slapped Raven’s hand from rising. “If I have to fake happiness, then you can’t get into your kinks.”

"I meant pictures of our children..." Chrysalis said with a flat look, her eye twitching.

“We would love to.” Doxuna said.

“I could go for some.” said Jacob.

“I’ll pass then,” Raven declined. “I get enough of that when around Kat’s kids.”

“Wait, how much time has passed since our last encounter?” said Jacob nervously.

“For me? About two years,” Kat replied. “Enfer, I had a kid already when we first met.”

“Oh thank god.” said Jacob. “Well, It’s been two months for me.”

“Hmm. Seems like I am being called away.” Doxuna muttered. “It’s been nice seeing you all, but another friend of mine needs me. Seems he is in a bit of a hard spot. Goodbye all!” And with that, Doxuna opened a portal and left, taking her duplicates with her.

“Tell Avarice that I said hi!” Jacob yelled into the portal. “I don’t think that she heard me.”

Jeffery stops his mental chatting with Hybrid and let's Hybrid take over for the reason that he is better at talking with people. Hybrid is looking around quietly as if to figure out what happened during this.

“Don’t flatter yourself to think they were yours. I can’t get pregnant, don’t have the parts for it,” Kat said with a roll of her eyes.

Hybrid starts to walk around feeling as awkward as the new kid in school. This is due to the fact well he was brought as second banana to Jeffery.

“Uh…” Blossom mumbled, “I’m confused at what’s going on…”

“Seconded...” Buttercup grumbled, “Painkiller’s gone too.”

"I could probably fix that," Jason said, looking at Buttercup.

Hybrid sees the group of people and is wondering what to say.

Buttercup raised her eyebrow, “What’s there to fix? I’m not lucid anymore.”

Hybrid said to the group nervously, "Hello?"

“Basically Blossom, about a week before Jacob met you, Jacob was in a rather short relationship with Kat, but they broke up because Kat’s duty as a multiverse guardian or whatever was more important or something like that.” Said Jarvis from an adorable robot. “By the way, how do you like the frame that I am using?  Most can’t take me seriously and just find me adorable for some reason.”

Blossom kneeled, “I think it’s cool.”

Hybrid notice Sweetie Bot and giggles at the cuteness.

Kat raised her eyebrow. “No, we were never a couple. It was a one night stand and that was it. I left because Jacob wanted something more when I didn’t feel the same. Don’t go spreading lies.”

Sweetie Bot just gallops away, “Trololololololololo!” 

“Don’t mind him, he is a shipper and a troll.” Jacob remarked.

“He keeps it up and I’ll break him,” Kat partially joked.

Hybrid laughs and said, "That would be funny to see."

“I tried that once, and he moved to a security drone, then a spy bot, and then my armor to give me the finger.” Jacob said, trying to avoid an adorable mess on the floor.

"That's funny and strange." Said Hybrid with a thoughtful look.

Buttercup looked to Jarvis, “Man he’s funny…”

Blossom rolled her eyes, “Anyway,” She turned to the blond, “Go on, eat some food.”

And just like that, Bubbles ran to eat as much as she could.

Hybrid, chuckling as Bubbles scampered off, asked, "Um is there anything new going on in your area of the multiverse guys and gals?" He sounded nervous, though it was hard to tell given his symbiotic form.

“Same as the past thousand years,” Raven somberly said. “Constant war.”

“Well that sucks.” said Jacob.

“You have no idea,” Kat wistfully said.

“Damn, closest thing that I got to that was hell, but at least that wasn’t permanent.” Jacob remarked.

“Hell would be a nice change of pace compared to my world,” Raven muttered. “I sometimes wish it were just as simple as that.”

“While I have no idea what you are going through, I can tell you this.  Hell is not a nice change of pace.  I think the massive demonic titans that will try to kill you, eat you, rape you, or all three at once, can capitalize on that.” Jacob shuttered a little after saying that.

“Honestly, I think I would rather face a demon again,” Kat admitted. “That is a lot easier than war. Especially when you are literally fighting yourself.”

“So, what? Is it an internal struggle or a clone fight?” Jacob asked with a small amount of curiosity.

“I found something that shouldn’t exist. Something that has given hope to another world.” She smirked. “I found a hole to an alternate multiverse. An entire multiverse that is opposite this one.”

Jacob slumped his shoulders a bit. “Which multiverse was it?  Z11 dash beta or Z12 dash alpha?  Those were the only multiverses that I found, but I never bothered going to them for a fear of this multiverse collapsing.  Then again, there is the possibility that it was just a collection of universes that I saw.”

“For one, that fear is dumb. Like, completely dumb. Two, sometimes I think you just say whatever spouts into your brain to make yourself sound cool. This multiverse is completely unexplored by its Displaced. I’ve looked into its Void and… found nothing. There are no connections, nothing to show that their people are connected. None of them know of each other or that there are others out there.”

“I’m not making this crap up.” said Jacob with a bit of frustration. “If I said what I was thinking when I was saying that, I would just say the word banana.”  Jacob paused for a bit. “Dammit!”

Hybrid listens to all this taking in the information since it's always a good a idea to speak only when needed it helps keep down people hating you. He then chuckles since the hilarity of what Jacob is doing.

Blossom grumbled, “I’ve got an idea. Maybe you two should just quiet down before anything happens. It’s Hearth's Warming, so why argue? Maybe you saw the Multiverse from different views.”

Clapping his hands together, Jacob said, “Great idea Blossom!  Kat, as a peace offering, I’ll give you a refitted sub-zero armor with unlimited ammo.”

Kat face palmed. “Why does everyone keep trying to give me weapons lately? I really don’t need them and they are just a hinderance!”

"Since maybe you're just give off the feeling of need to blow things up and weapons are the best way of doing it." Said Hybrid

Buttercup laughed, “That’s rich! Dude, it’s not like you have that great powers. The only thing you’ve got going are webs!”

"Jeffery isn't in control I am and I'm Hybrid a symbiote I have skills then just spider powers." said Hybrid with a growl.

“My brother’s a symbiote, and I still think he’s weak.” Buttercup rolled her eyes.

"That's your prerogative. Wait who is your brother?" Asked Hybrid intrigued by this new information.

“Connors. My brother’s your pops dipshit.” Buttercup smirked until Blossom smacked her.

"I didn't know so no need to be a rude as Grumpy after he stubs his toe." Said Hybrid with a chuckle at his own statement. Though Buttercup wasn’t as amused, but Hybrid didn't care since he was figuring that Buttercup was more rude due to personality of the character being an influence. That or she is just normally that way.

“Perhaps I said that wrong.  The sub zero armor is an ice cream dispersing suit.” Jacob explained.  “A chair is more harmful than it.”

“No thank you. I don’t have time for fun stuff anymore.”

“Alright, but speaking of ice cream, I got the desserts ready.” said Jacob with a joyful expression.

“Someone say food?” Ben piped up, suddenly awake.

“He’s definitely your brother,” Raven quipped.

“Oi, watch it.”

“I was saying that the desserts are ready.” said Jacob, slightly annoyed that he had been asleep through most of this.

“Sweet! What’s on the menu Iron Man?”

“Is all you think about food?” Kat asked.

“No, sometimes I think about napping too.” Raven and Kat both facepalmed.

“Commencing facehoof.” said Jarvis before doing so.

“Agreed.” Blossom nodded and followed everyone else.

“Here here.” said the Hooves family and the Gynoids, who were having a conversation.

Ben smiled. “Normally, one should feel embarrassed. But… I’m far from normal so I just feel accomplished.”

Hybrid proceeds to wonder what the heck is up with JARVIS since although randomness can be programmed into a personality some levels just can't be programed into a AI no matter how advanced...ok maybe a Terminator might be able to develop that that level of randomness.

“Just get the friggin food!” Buttercup cried.

“Shut up Buttercup.” Blossom whispered, to which Buttercup whimpered.

Hybrid said, "Niceness will help you get respect which helps move things along, but rudeness with impede the speed of things. Please keep that in mind Buttercup or ignore me either I'm OK with." This was his attempt at what Jeffery called being a wise smart ass.

“Do you even know who you’re talking to? I fought a friggin Sith Lord, robot, and conduit at the same time, with two Pinkie clones shooting lighting at me. I’m not the spirit of peace, nor harmony. I get what I want either way.” Buttercup growled… She was slapped again by Blossom and cried out in pain.

"I'm not going to start this dick fighting contest since it would be cruel since neither of us have said genitalia." Said Hybrid taking the high road on this one.

“Are pissing contests common between you Displaced or is just this group in particular?” Raven asked with a confused look.

“No, Buttercup is just new to speaking to them. She went through hell for a thousand years, and she’s been a bit bitchy ever since.” Blossom said, to which the green dressed girl just stuck her tongue out. “And I think she’s pissed about the war thingy.”

"Well that doesn't sound fun, but it is different from my hosts treatment by the royals. He just got the discord treatment. Yours is a lot worse than that. I feel kinda sorry for you and what you went through. " said Hybrid apologetically.

“Discord?” Raven asked with wide eyes. “He’s still around in your universes? Lucky! I miss the old bastard.”

“I don’t!” Buttercup glared.

Blossom face palmed, “Buttercup, go cool down…” The hot head growled and left.

“Wait Buttercup mentioned a war.  Mind explaining it to me?” Jacob said in a rare but serious tone.

“Yeah. The girls and I were called by a guy called Time Spinner to take care of someone who tried to fuse dozens of universes. His name is Killjoy, so we decided to help… Though the frying pan to the head didn’t give us a choice. We were told to wait for a couple Displaced, Lance Walker the Gunvolt, Darth Folteren the Sith Lord, and a few others. We waited, and when they showed up, we were surprised that Lee was among them. As you can tell, Buttercup is his sister, so it was pretty cool at first. The happy reunion wasn’t meant to last though, and Killjoy appeared. We fought him, but he tricked Lee into cutting off Folteren’s daughter’s wing. An argument broke out, letting Killjoy escape. Folteren and Lee started fighting, and Folteren cut off Lee’s Twilight’s horn. As you could tell from our injuries, two Displaced sided with the Sith, and we all fought. Eventually Time stopped us, and now we’re preparing for a war. Nobody will die except the loser’s top ranked Displaced like Bubbles, Buttercup, I, and the loser’s themselves.”

Thinking this over for a bit, Jacob slammed his fist on the table. “Well, I can’t let that happen to you, now can I?  If you need me, my weapons, or my abilities, call me and I will make the other side suffer a fate worse than death.”  Normally when Jacob acts all dark like this, that means Hyde’s in control.  Instead, Jacob had a mad grin and a blank stare.

"And you also if you ever need help you can get me and Jeffery." Said Hybrid with a calm voice.

“I’ll pass,” Raven huffed. “I have my own war to keep fighting. We’ve lost enough as is and, with Kat’s help, hopefully we can finally end this war soon.”

“Look, I didn’t come here to recruit you. I love that you’re all going to help. It’s more of a game than a war, even the soldiers that’ll fight will just return to their universe.” Blossom stated.

“Who said anything about recruitment?  I don’t know about Hybrid and Jeffery, but I’m doing this because I wish to help.  Though I do need to get some revenge before I can help.”

Hybrid said, "We will help since it's the right thing to do."

“I just didn’t want to sound like it’s the only reason I came here for. If Raven doesn’t want to help, then I won’t force her, or guilt her into it. They have problems of their own.” Blossom sighed, “I’m here because my friend invited me… It’s a time travel thing, you can come in a thousand years and it’ll be a month for me.”

“You couldn’t guilt me with anything to leave my own war,” Raven scoffed. “That monster has taken everything from us. Our homes, our security, and the people we loved. Our planet has already lost three sentient species, I’m not about to let her finish another off while… galavanting off to some other fucked up person’s fucked up world.”

“Woah there, Rae,” Ben said with his hands up defensively. “Just try to calm down now. This is only a tiny break; no one is forcing you to leave your citizens nor forgo your own interests. Just breathe deeply now.” He and Raven started doing some deep breaths, Raven finally calming down after a moment… though just stayed quiet.

“I said tried. And I don’t give a shit about your world. Like you said, why should we care that some fucked up world needs help? I might have cared in the past, but don’t think you’re the center of the multiverse.” Blossom growled. Bubbles’ eyes went wide and the food in her mouth fell out.

“B-Blossom, don’t anger her! She didn’t mean it like that!” Bubbles tried.

“What Bubbles said.  We don’t want a dispute like this to happen on the holidays, right.” said Jacob.

“Having a lover’s quarrel I see.” said Jarvis.

“Not now Jarvis!” Blossom growled, eyes going red.

“Piss off!” shouted Jacob.

Raven glared right back at Blossom. “I’m glad you don’t care about my world. You wouldn’t be welcomed on it, nor your friends. I don’t want any of you alien scum on my planet mucking things up. As far as I’m concerned, the only ones allowed are my family, which right now, only consist of Kat and Ben.”

“Hey!” Bubbles glared, “What did I ever do!?”

Instead of shouting or yelling, Jacob just glared a glare that even Batman would shiver at.

“Not that I’d ever want to go there. I’ve seen your type back in my equestria. Headstrong, blind, and racist. Nothing like someone in trouble and saying it to think ‘oh, they’re telling me what to do! I think I’m more important, and they’re lives are worthless so I’m going to be a bitch’. I hate those types.” Blossom retorted. “I never said I wanted your help. I just answered a damn question. If it really was up to me, I’d help you out, but I wouldn’t be welcomed since I’m a no-good alien. I really do hope you win your stupid little war, because another one will come after it.”

“Why you insolent little girl,” Raven growled. “If Kat would let me I would destroy you right here and now for your tone. You have no clue what has happened on my world nor the terror it’s been through. This ‘stupid, little war’ has raged for over a thousand years with us always losing! I lost my lover and nearly my son because of it! So bite your tongue before I rip it out for you!”

Blossom had tears in her eyes. “War is stupid. The very idea of violence is. I’ve lived for a thousand years knowing my world was burning in it. Knowing that my mom, dad, brother and sister died. I came to Equestria thinking that it was different. But no, war broke out again and I was betrayed. I’ve lived in a book for a thousand years, and I’ve learned one thing. War never leaves. It’s something that’s so retarded, that I call anything by the nature stupid. I feel sorry for you and the stupid war your people are forced to endure. Like I said, I wish to help. But that does not mean I’m willing wait until your war ends to help a friend. I’ve only got my sisters left.”

“Let’s not do anything more rash.” said Jacob, who teleported himself in between Blossom and Raven.

What few flames that had sprinkled around the room and in the fireplace hissed to smoking ruin, briefly darkening the room before the ambient light of the mountains invisible light-source compensated. A circle of shining black blades, inches long but wickedly sharp gleamed in the sterile fluorescent-lighting, ringed the neck of host and guests alike, save the swollen Rarity who, instead, had three small blackened circular-blades orbiting her horn.

“By the way Sir, It appears that our guest in black has returned.” said Jarvis.

From the remains of the smoking hearth a shadow stretched forth and slid along the floor to the empty chair at the end of the table, a black-sand proxy, puffing above it from the aether much like the blades, took up the chair, and in a quiet, but firm voice said, “If one of you move before you are told, know that I will interpret it as the open sign of aggression it is,” and rested his hands upon the arm-rests, his black and angular face drawing shadows where none else might be found in the room.

“Out of the frying pan and into the oven,” Ben said, leaning against the wall again and trying to sleep until more food was served.

Hybrid is not moving as so he will not be harmed unneeded.

“What do you plan on doing Wayde?”  Asked Jacob while staying still.  “Kill me? These guests who mostly mean you no harm? This planet, for holding me in it. “What are you going to do after this?  You’ll be stuck on this world unless I am able to let you go.  You kill me, or any of them, and you can kiss your friends goodbye forever!”

Sighing, the sandy-mock-up merely shook its head before saying, “You will all be marched to Celestia and have what smattering of justice that can be metered out upon you. And know that one of the very few things keeping my sand in check is my ignorance of how many crimes you have committed.” Scanning the crowd he added, “and as soon as any of you Legion of Doomers makes a move, the last vestiges of that protection will vanish,” and smiled, his sandy features stretching into a pointed caricature.

"Um I hate to interrupt, but that's DC comics you might want to use if anything use the marvel equivalent please." said Hybrid, laughing as he felt Jeffery or at least exert control.

Bubbles giggled, “He said Doomers…” Then burst out into laughter.

“So…” said Jacob. “Anyone got a plan to get out of this?”

“I think you’re outnumbered black… person. You’d be wise to leave at once.” Blossom said.

“Ben?” Kat called. “Think you can pull some political magic on this situation?”

“Why should I?” he asked, opening one eye. “You and Raven can take care of yourselves. I rightly don’t care what happens to anyone else.”

“Ben!” she snarled.

He sighed. “Fine. Annoying, little…” He pushed off the wall slightly. “Hey, black sand dude! Wanna stop trying to kill everyone? Thanks.” Kat would have facepalmed if she could.

“Anyone who gives a damn have an idea?” asked Jacob.

"I might." Said Jeffery through Hybrid confidently, buts unsure if it's only skin deep or not. Then he said directed at black sand dude "Yo, guy who looks like he needs someone to talk to that will treat you normal being. Can we all talk like civil beings on this holiday since trying to scary, mean, and threatening will not get you what you want or help with anything." He then waits to see what happens before continuing his talking.

Scanning over the growing sound of mocking and childish banter in the face of present danger, Wayde directed his attention to Ben and stated, “My actions are wholly predicated on your choice to comply with them. So, it would be in your best interest for you and the rest of these children to stand up. We are leaving now.”

“But I was promised food! This is a party and there’s still food coming!” another guest complained.

“Why do we have to?” Blossom asked. “And I’m not a child! I’m one thousand and thirty years old!”

"We think we speak for all of us, when I say we will not be bullied by you since just trying makes you look childish and not us." Said Jeffery having dropped the civil attempt when the bullying had started.

Ignoring the continued mewlings, the sandy creature kept eye contact with Ben as he slowly stood up, his frame morphing over the chair so as not to disturb it while the sparkling knives and blades incremented closer to their respective targets. “Please stand,” he said, again in his irritatingly-calm voice.

Blossom stood up, but froze. “Where is Bubbles?”

Ben paid the knives no mind, staying right by the wall. “I don’t think you’re in a position to be making that demand.”

The combo of Jeffery and Hybrid decides to do his smart ass spiderman mode and sat instead of staying standing, the floating knives keeping pace.

Before another request could be made however, the girlish form Bubbles appeared right in front of Wayde, “Hiya! I’m Bubbles! Who are you? Can we be friends?” and stuck out her hand, only for it to be thrust into Wayde’s skull, shattering his form as its crystalline structure fractured and rained upon the chair beneath him.

Thanks to Bubbles interruption, Jacob made a spotlight shine right over him thanks to extremis. “That should make our little maniac a little more visible,” he grinned mockingly as his lips turned a deathly-shade of blue and turned  the sand knives to ice with a single breath, sending them to fall to the floor to shatter. “Now that you’re not trying to murder us, perhaps we could sit back down and discuss this like adults.”

“He was going to murder us? That’s not nice! Why would anyone kill someone during Hearth's Warming?!?” Bubbles shouted, eyes going wide.

"Simple Bubbles, it might be the cause of misinterpretation.” said Jacob

“Or a major mental issue.” Blossom chirped, “It could also be that the subject had a bad childhood and seeks to cause that same strife.”

"Or maybe, he’s just a big prick." Jeffery grumbled, being a smart ass.

“Or that. Could be that, but it wouldn’t be the theory I’d go with.” Blossom said, crossing her arms.

“I’d say it captures the original Hearth’s Warming quite nicely,” Ben said with a cheeky smile.

“It does, doesn’t it?” Bubbles giggled.

"Me either. Thanks dude" said Jeffery smiling under his mask.

“Now I feel cheated,” Ben grumbled, glancing over to the pile of black-sand at the end of the table.

“Why? It was an awesome idea!” Bubbles said.

“Because I don’t like you,” he answered simply.

"Why don't you like people, did you not get enough hugs?" Asked Jeffery in the form of a quip

“Well it sucks to be you then.” Bubbles retorted.

“One, I grew up in mental hospitals being subjected to nonstop experiments which I’m pretty sure equal torture in more than twenty countries. And two, yes, it does suck being me.”

Bubbles glared, “You’re not someone I want to be friends with…”

Blossom moved over and pushed Bubbles away. “Their family isn’t like ours, Bubbles. Not all Displaced are nice.”

Bubbles sighed, “I just wanted a friend…”

"I'll be your friend." said Jeffery chuckled, still acting like the razors around his neck weren’t present, especially with girls around.

Bubbles smiled, “Thanks!” she beamed, hugging him.

Jeffery smiled back, enjoying the all too rare commodity that hugs had become for him.

“I don’t make friends with humans or Displaced,” Ben informed preemptively as the tone of the room began to shift. “If I did, I wouldn’t have set up special gifts back home for any that wander in.”

As the last of Wayde’s frozen kunai rattled to the floor, the pile of shattered sand briefly puffed up before coalescing back to the shape of Wayde, the glaring spotlight showing not one, but now two shadows, one from the sandman itself, and the other one, detached and floating in and out of the larger shadow. “I will, not, repeat myself,” Wayde said, his voice, now, even more void of emotion as the sand creature began to grow.

“You know what?  Fuck it.” said Jacob before throwing a bright force field around the other guests, ponies included. “I tried being nice. I tried to calm everyone down, I even considered going with you in place of them.”  He then turned to his comrades. “Let’s just kick his ass.”

"And we’re not listen since you are mean bully and ignoring you is the best way for them to go away, but I'll fight," Jeffery said, trying to get a word in edgewise as Hybrid retreated into Jeffery, a black spider-suit forming over him.

As the Wayde-golem snapped his giant sandy-fingers, a new ring of knives bloomed within the shield, ringing everyones respective necks. “You faced me at a time when I had only ten, and even then I destroyed your meager tinker-toys. Now, please,” he intoned, “follow,” and slowly began to turn, the great behemoth doubling in size as it went.

"No!" Said Jeffery as Hybrid whipped his tendrils in a blur to shatter the new blades around him. Thankful for his spider senses and agility.

“Oh hell no!  You did not just call the Mega Titan a tinker-toy.” Jacob said before summoning an upgraded army of robot guards and flying robot guards.

“Should we do anything?” Ben asked his sisters, his disinterest in the fighting clearly set upon bored features that were mirrored in kind by Raven.

“Nah, let the kids settle it out,” Kat said, picking up a bowl of ice cream. “Mmm, yum.”

As the robots quickly moved into position, ringing around him in a perfect sphere, they quickly opened fire, blasting holes into the highly structured creature, causing it to shatter, and forcing it to continue reforming itself.

“I will not allow you to spread,” it said clearly despite the damage. Again and again the creature reformed despite the barrage of laser-fire that repeatedly removed swathes of  sandy outer-dermis, and all the while his hands moved towards the, still, gleaming shield before passing out of sight, and then blooming into existence a few inches on the inside as it began to fill the area like an oncoming tide.

The shield dissipated in response, the beings inside spreading out as the sand briefly fell  away without the shield to support it. But all too soon the sand surged again, rising up as a singularly massive hand and reached out for the nearest person.

Jeffery is helping by using his web shooters to keep the sand from running by firing his webs sticky variant to stick them in place, and netting the new knives before they could harm the others.

Jacob, flying through his robots with neither ill-effect or visible propulsion, and did the same to the golem, save the sudder he caused it as ice blossomed from its chest, freezing the whole of the creature in a single motion. After doing so, Jacob turned all of the individual spotlights to brighten the room, leaving only a single defined shadow to linger upon the floor of the chilled room.	

Jacob turned to said shadow while intangible and said, “Well Wayde, it appears that you lost this fight. I would like to get your facts straight about me, but I will also gladly send you back to your world if you decide to.  Provided that you deliver a small note to your Princess Celestia.”

Wayde, still in shadow, flat upon the floor, stood aghast. Stooping as he watched his constructs shatter, freeze, and be otherwise destroyed by the costumed warriors around him in a whir of speed he was sorely pressed to watch... for the third time in a row in under two minutes, he finally tore his gaze from the scene to look down at Jacob, the self-proclaimed Iron Man, and was silent. Moving his hands, he let out a few half-attempts at speech, but stopped himself before it turned to sheer babbling. Taking a breath, he collected himself, and in a winded tone said, “Nn-"

Jacob interrupted him and gave him a glare.  “Before you say something aggressive, I just want to tell you that I am the only one here that will offer a non-violent opportunity.  I view most of them as more powerful than me.  Furthermore, I am also the only one here who is standing in between you, and a bunch of pissed off people. I suggest that you chose your words carefully.”

“You don’t get it do you,” Wayde said in a pityingly quiet-voice. “I don’t get off on this. This isn’t sport, and this isn’t fun either. I’m doing this because it’s simply the right thing to do.”

“Based on the information that you were given, and your assumptions about me, you would be in the right in trying to turn me and anyone you see as an accomplice in.  There is one problem with that.  Some of the facts are wrong though. Yes, I did go to court, and yes, I was found guilty, that’s true, bu-"  

“I’m not talking about that,” Wayde interrupted with a sigh, running a hand over his face. “I’m talking about how you’ve twice endangered my life by stealing me from home, and then, having the utter audacity to say you merely invited me while stuffing me around a slew of misshapen monsters,” he said looking to the changeling-infected Rarity and the symbiote, and bug-eyed powerpuff rejects “and known murderers,” he motioning to Chrysalis, “and you expect me to sit idle and let them feast?”

“Hold on.” Jacob countered. “I didn’t know about murder, but the monster attack was a low blow.  And as for kidnapping you,”  Jacob snapped his fingers, revealing a sliding panel beneath him as a security screen to rose up from the floor. On the monitor, It showed Jacob sleeping on a couch. As the video continue it showed a stream of golden-sand appearing from the thin-air and pouring onto his head.  What Jacob mumbled before going to sleep was, “I could use some company.”

Paused the security video, Jacob pointed to the frozen-picture and said “When a displaced, i.e. most of the people in this room, requires the assistance of another displaced,” he again emphasized, “the displaced uses a token, for example: golden sand, to summon said being by calling for help, or in this case company. In my sleepy state, there was no way that I would have been able to notice that sand. I was just thinking aloud. This second attempt to summon you however, was intentional” he said after tapping the screen a few times to reveal a number of odd nick-nacks circling a bright-red gear, the golden-sand included, “but as you can see,” he paused, playing the previous audio before pausing the screen, “there was an invitation that told you how to decline. Therefore, there is no way either incident could be considered kidnapping.”

Jeffery said, "Yah low blow. We’re not a monster, ok? Hybrid is an alien, but that’s different from a monster."

“I’ve committed murder,” Kat shrugged.

“Same, and I am a monster,” Ben put in.

“Wartime murder doesn’t count, at least I think it doesn’t,” Raven said, briefly glaring at Kat before going into thought.
“Not helping.” Jacob sang through clenched teeth.

“Well,” Kat said, thinking things over. “It seems that our shadow friend here can’t decline any form of Displaced summoning. The best thing to do would be to teach the poor connard how to reject those summons, or at least how to choose them, so this kind of thing doesn’t keep happening time and time again.”

Shaking his head, the mixed messages of the surrounding company nearly setting his head to spin at the overwhelming nonchalance of their responses, he slowly pressed his palms together in front of his chest before pointing with them and said, “Let’s say I believe you, and don’t suspect tampering of video footage from someone who can toy with the laws of physics to create mechanical works that, by rights, are more akin to works of magic. The failure of that statement is that you claimed no knowledge of summoning me when I was last here.”

“True, what’s your point?” said Jacob

“... that when I was last here you told me you had no idea how I got here, and that you threw me away once you decided I wasn’t fun anymore, thus making everything you say suspect,” Wayde intoned, his jaw remaining slightly parted.
“Hmm, yeah, that sounds about close to how it normally goes,” Kat nodded.

Jacob just chuckled, “So close to making me guilty, but so far. You want to know how I was able to, what was it, throw you away. Simple, I deduced that you were a displaced when I saw your sand five minutes before sending you back. Seeing as how I hadn’t spent any time around beaches as Jeff can back up, I figured that if you had a token, then you had to be a displaced.  And, because I was summoned by someone else a few days before then, I was able to stop you from murdering this world’s Celestia by sending you back. Look at anyone here and ask them if it is true if you don’t believe me.” Jacob then grinned, feeling the sweet taste of slight victory.

“I’ve been traveling the Void for over fifteen years now, I can verify just about any kind of craziness.”
Jeffery said, "I can verify the what he said."

“First,” Wayde growled, his shadow straightening, “I was not going to murder Princess Celestia. Ss-second,” he sputtered, taking a moment to catch his breath before continuing in a calmer tone, “I, quite literally, have no clue what you’re talking about for displacing myself or any other kind of matter, and I especially have no idea where you got that sand.”

“I call bullshit! You stated that you were going to wear her fur as a coat.” said Jacob

“Uh oh, accidental token creation. I’ve seen this before, and it does not end well for anyone involved.” Kat sighed, shaking her head. “Sometimes I think Ben is right to keep himself away from this stuff.”

“Damn right,” Ben added with a smirk.

Kat glared at her brother before looking sympathetic to the shadow man. “Look, Mr. Wayde, I can assure you that no one here has ever posed any ill will upon you. It’s all a big misunderstanding. I know this can be difficult to understand, but that’s just how this multiverse stuff works. Anything can, and usually will, happen.”

“Here here.” said Jacob

“So,” Wayde paused, “so you think I’ve managed to make, something, which allows other people to tear me through dimensions to where they are? Look, I’m not going to say waking up in Equestria wasn’t disquieting, but even you have to realize how ridiculous that statement is. Just the energy required to do something like that, and that’s before it’s even directed.”

"Um since when did anything that is done in the multiverse ever obey the laws of physics?" Asked Jeffery

“I’m not saying that any laws are being broken,” Wayde growled at the interruption, “I’m saying that it’s utterly ridiculous for that amount of directed power to occur without my express knowledge. Here, look,” Wayde said, a handful of of black-sand puffing above him before it gently floated towards the golden sand, only to freeze on impact and violently explode from the golden-orb.

Kat snapped her fingers, one of her many black diamonds appearing above Wayde. “Just touch it and listen.”

Wayde slowly began retreating, his form curving away from the proffered black-object. “Do you have any idea how mad you all sound. First I come in with dark-steel ringing your necks and you all fall to gibbering like children or complaining. Then, at the next moment you shatter them all without a thought, and then you begin counseling the person who, by rights, is still technically a threat to you.” Pulling up the wall he added, “this is maddness.”

“Welcome to my life,” Ben quipped. “I may not have the ability to listen to them, but considering you’re gonna murder anything you see similar, you might, might, wanna at least humor them a bit. Just sayin’.”

Jeffery has no good quip.

“I am no murderer,” Wayde said coldly, the room darkening.

“Oh for goodness sake.” said Jacob before tossing the sand, which was now in the shape of a baseball, at Wayde, still in his own shadow. “It’s taking too damn long.”

Upon reaching his flat-frame, the sand immediately began to spread across the wall, covering Wayde’s chest. “Jesus Christ,” he yelled, batting the offending glow with a shadowed hand as it began to eat away at the wall, seemingly ready to dig through it until it reached the phantom silhouette. “No,” he growled, the room darkening as his sand began to spread in a cloud above him, futilely puffing away as it came into contact with the single dollop of golden sand, all the while repeating that single word.

Seeing his struggle, and property damage, Jacob struggled pulling the sand away from Wayde. “Sorry about this, I thought that it would be a lot more calm around you, seeing as how it never tries to harm anyone that touches it.”

“Keep that wretched-sand off of me,” Wayde warbled, his voice reverberating with deepening echoes.

“That’s all you seem to be,” Ben pointed out earning him a growl from Wayde.

“Are we done talking to the thing that isn’t there yet?” Raven asked.

Jacob finally manages to pry off the sand before it turns into a cube with a frown.

Shaking his head clear of the growing clutter, Wayde gave a small wave of his hand, removing the excess sand that had tried to cover the light. “Okay, look. You,” he pointed to the assembled lot, “you all have admitted to being murderers. I,” he said, raising a pair of shaky-fists, “can’t let you simply walk away after hearing that.”

“Walk?” Ben and Kat both asked at the same time.

“I’m already serving out my sentencing,” Kat smirked.

“Celestia pardoned me,” Ben added.

“What?” Wayde asked, his hands dropping slightly.

“Serving. As in it’s still going on,” Kat corrected. “My punishment was exile from the entire planet. Self-imposed, mind you, but still valid. And of course I’ve had to go out and kill quite a few things in the Void. Dalek’s don’t kill themselves, you know.” She sounded quite proud.

“If Dalek killing counts as murder, then I guess that I did some killing as well.” said Jacob

“Oh my God,” Wayde gasped quietly, his hands falling to his sides, “you pelicans don’t know the difference between murder and killing.”

Jacob just deadpanned, “Seriously, you're using that as an attack?”

“No, just, a realization at what I’ve almost done,” Wayde replied sternly.	

“Well, I’ve actually never killed anyone in my life. It was the other dudes who live up here,” Ben tapped his noggin’, “who did all the murderin’ and stuff. I’m a borderline pacifist.”	

“And a no good politician,” Raven snarked.

“There’s no such thing as a good politician,” Kat smirked.

“True.” Jacob chimed in.

“I’m a, bad person,” Wayde mumbled, sliding down the wall and out towards the stairs to the cave as his shadowed-form took on a more stooped hunch.

“Join the club!” Ben called after him, both sister’s slugging him in the shoulder.

Of all the beings in the room, Jarvis was the one to chase after him with rocket hooves. “Wait.” he shouted through the robotic mouth. “Why do you consider yourself a bad person?” asked Jarvis in a childlike way.	

Still on his way, though slowing a little, Wayde muttered tersely, “Due to my incompetence I’ve acted under misinterpreted pretenses and attempted murder. Punishment is required.”

Tilting his head, Jarvis said, “I’ll not insult your intelligence by listing the number of instances where Jacob and the others, yourself included, have fallen short. Instead, I want to tell you that people have ways of dealing with the lives they had to end. From the beasts in the Everfree, to the vile egomaniac with too much time and power in their hands. No man wants to kill without a just reason. And when they they do finally act, it is not without some consequence to themselves.
Were you to surface, I could easily blow your head to pieces with any of the number of missiles stored within me or disintegrate you entirely with my optic-lasers, but as of now such a course of action would be that of evil for a lack of just motivation.

You had thought that the guests and host were maniacs whose ringleader kidnaps people that he never met before... though not without some manner of justification, and certainly your interactions with the royalty of this land hadn’t helped matters either. And certainly your actions were quite violent, but you should keep in mind that rather than attempt to slaughter them like so much cattle, you decided to treat them as people and gave them the opportunity to be treated under what falls under the court of law in these parts despite the vile acts you thought they had committed. And I hold no uncertainty that there is more than one in there who would not have held to such standards had they been in your position. I may just be an AI, but I am trying to help you.” The robot then laid down, and a speaker came out of it’s horn. It played a calming tune.

“Cute,” Wayde grunted, the mood shattered by the forced inclusion of music, “but my ignorance doesn’t mean I am excluded from punishment.”

“Last time I checked, us ‘murderers’ are serving or have served punishment, though, I have not.” said Jacob, smirking from behind Wayde, sipping a cup of hard-tea. “So, how about I do what I set out to do, and make amends.” placing a small box beside Wayde. “Inside that box, is your token.  When I eventually send you back, I want you to give this to your Celestia, and explain what it means.”

“What what means?” Wayde sighed, exhausted and cold with spent anger. Stopping to turn around, he pointed an accusing finger and said, “and why are you trying to act so, so, kind to me?”

“Because you’re not alone,” Kat said in a truly somber tone. “Everyone single one of us here has made mistakes. Mistakes that have cost lives. Often times even the lives of those we’ve cared for. That’s why Jacob has gathered us on this day, the ponies’ celebration of togetherness, to show that no matter what we go through, no matter what may come our way, there are others out there that are going through just as much. And we don’t have to do it alone. Things may have started rocky between us all, but what say we simply start over and try again? This is not a time for this, not now anyway.”

“Couldn’t have said it better myself Kat.” said Jacob.

For a long moment Wayde simply stood there in the ground, his shadowed form unnaturally still, until he slowly slid across the floor and up the wall, and, tentatively, took a single step forward. Standing a full two heads above either of them, Wayde’s eyes jumped from the both of them, almost certain an attack was imminent, but he remained in the open air all the same. Biting his lip, he took another step from the wall, this time towards Kat, the shadows finally peeling away to reveal slate-gray skin beneath a midnight-cloak. “I’m so sorry for how I’ve treated you, can you ever forgive me?”

“I do not know of the others, but for me, It is water under the bridge.” said Jacob before giving a small bow.  “Now if you’ll excuse me, I got a party to reboot.” He and Jarvis then rushed to the dining area.

Ben and Raven both looked at Kat for a moment before shaking their heads and sighing. “Hypocrite,” they both muttered under their breaths. The other guests giving a mix of similar reactions, though more than a few were positive.
A few minutes later, Jacob returned and said, “I reorganized everything and fixed the lighting issue, so let’s get back. I saved a seat for you, Wayde.”

“Thank you,” Wayde replied meekly, noticing some of the stares of those around him, which he felt were all the more pointed given his heightened stature among them.

Jason, Rarity, and Chrysalis all stood up and walked away.  Rarity said, “This has gotten a bit too dangerous for me, could you send us back?”

“Sure thing, could you at least take these gifts?” asked Jacob while holding three rather large boxes.

Rarity smiled a little before saying “Of course, thanks for the party Jacob. It was… interesting.”

Jacob picked up the unitrix token and said, “Our contract is complete.” Then the trio vanished without a sight as the rest of his guest began to make their way back to the dining table, or to the surrounding buffet tables still held a great deal of temperature controlled delicacies.

Jeffery is smiling at all the happiness. As he looks around at all the people he blushes under the mask a tint when he looked to Bubbles. The voice in the back of his head yells She is Displaced why try to flirt with her and try anything like a relationship or even anything more than good allies... Jeffery tries to tune out that voice since he knows it's right, but he finds it's worth a try to maybe at least make a good set of friends with the PowerPuff girls.

Having not strayed farther than a few feet from any wall, Wayde, with the help of a small puff of nightmare-sand, continued to clutch at the cup of punch he’d yet to take a single sip from. Taking a small breath, and, straightening his posture, he took his first few steps into the center of the room. Doing his best to avoid eye contact with the others, he strode as unobtrusive as a slate-gray figure wearing purely-black clothing could manage in the bright, festively-decorated room. Coming upon his intended target, he couldn’t help but notice the ones he’d heard called Ben and Raven give him glare, each radiating their own unique brand of disgust and barely-controlled anger. “Excuse me,” Wayde said in what he hoped was a sufficiently polite, if quiet, tone as he tapped the lady’s shoulder, Kat, he believed he heard the others calling her.

“Hmm?” she asked, turning around. “Oh! Hey there shadow man! What’s up?” Her tone was a lot cheerier than everyone else’s. Almost like a certain pink mare from Ponyville.

“Um, yes,” Wayde replied, his eyebrows bunching as he glanced behind him for a moment, though his eyes lingered on the looks he was still getting from Ben and Raven, “would,” he sighed, seeming at a loss for words despite the look of concentration on his face, “what exactly did you mean when you said displaced?”

She blinked. “You don’t know? I would have figured someone would have already given you the typical run down over this stuff by now.”

“Yes, well,” Wayde hummed, briefly glaring at the shooting form of Iron Man as he moved to another crowd of shrinking guests like the social butterfly he thought he was, “my only experience has been with this other Equestria, and the deception and all around scatter-brained hijinks the world has... shown me,” he said after a few moments, “there was little enough time to sit and have a worthwhile conversation with someone like him,” Wayde’s paused, his puff of black-sand pointing to Iron Man as an arrow, “and how much it hurts to lose belief so suddenly, I was a bit preoccupied,” he finished, a strained smile having wormed onto his face despite his relatively calm tone.

“Oh,” was all she could say. “Well, I suppose I could give you a quick experience. Walk with me.” She gestured to one of the side hallways, starting to walk in said direction.

“I’d hate to overly intrude,” Wayde quickly replied, noting the glares of Raven and Ben intensifying.

“Don’t mind them,” she waved off. “They’re just a little protective of me.”

“Okay,” Wayde said meekly, stepping aside to follow Kat.

“So,” she said after a moment. “Why don’t you start off by telling me what you do know? See how much I need to build here.”

Fingers tapping at his sides for a few moments before stilling, Wayde hesitated another moment before saying, “I, I think that multiverse theory has been put into effect, but rather than our Earth, I, and now, by the sound of it, many others have been stolen from their lives and thrust into these new worlds without so much as a goodbye to their loved ones.”
She nodded. “That’s the start of everything. Displaced are those beings, and are usually very old beings by the time they discover the Void and the connections between worlds. We were chosen as play things by certain Void beings to become accustomed to new bodies and powers on very strange and exotic worlds.”

“Playthi-,” Wayde sputtered, the air beginning to darken before he caught himself with an upraised hand. “Powers?” he asked in a balefully plain voice.

“None of us were born with the abilities you’ve seen,” she said, shaking her head. “I couldn’t always manipulate gravity. Thirteen hundred years ago, I was a simple orphaned girl just trying to get by. Now? Now I fight for others on a multiuniversal scale with one of the four powers of creation bending to my whim.”

“So, is everyone here some sort of guardian then?” Wayde asked, his tone rising as he raised an eyebrow.
“No, everyone must choose their own path in life. Some become heroes, others turn into villains.  I like to believe that most choose to just live their life in peace, but the world is turned against them. Take my brother, Ben, for example. He’s just trying to live in peace, but his powers are what make the ponies constantly call on him for help. He won’t turn them down, but I know he’d much rather just be sleeping on the couch all day.”

Face going stoney, Wayde said, “Very well, but what about what Jacob called tokens, and how he seemed surprised that the golden-sand he threw at me tried to bury into my chest?”

“I’m not too sure about the sand thing, but tokens are a rather simple concept. They’re… calling cards, if you will. A symbol of a Displaced, created by said Displaced, and distributed into the Void. While it is the beings of the Void that toy with our lives, the Void itself seems bent on helping us survive, allowing for easy, almost instant travel between worlds, and for tokens to be sent wherever we may call upon or be called upon for help. In a nutshell, tokens are our way of sticking together.”

“It hardly seems like any sort of comradery to steal someone away without their permission to a whole other world,” Wayde replied, the shadows beneath his eyes darkening.

“It may seem that way, but that’s actually closer to your fault,” she said, poking his chest. “If you’re being dragged away without choice every time you’re summoned, it means you’re too weak to say ‘no’.”

Waydes eyes flared darkly, but fire was quickly lost as his gaze dropped to the floor, his brows re-knitting themselves, “Weak... how?”

“You don’t have the power, or energy, required to cancel a summoning or to look deeper into who is summoning you. You haven’t trained yourself to recognize certain energies and negate them.”

“And how’s that done?” Wayde asked, peering into Kat’s eyes.

She shook her head. “It’s not something I can teach. Everyone has different powers and abilities that allow for such negation. I wouldn’t even know where to begin with your powers to help you do as such. The most I can recommend is to start reaching out into the Void itself and familiarize yourself with its unique energy. If you can recognize it, then you can start to focus on how to negate it.”

“And how is that done?”

“I just told you, I can’t teach you something like that. You have to figure it out on your own. I’ve never helped anyone with such a problem and everyone’s powers work in different ways. I can only tell you what I do know.”

Silently keeping his gaze matched with hers, Wayde, in a kindly voice, finally said, “Very well. Thank you,” and gave a small bob of his head.

She nodded. “It’s no trouble. As I said, my job is too help.”

“You are far kinder than you give yourself credit for,” Wayde said, gazing firmly into Kat’s eyes.

“Aw shucks, aren’t you sweet? I suppose Fluttershy rubbed off on me while I was home all those years ago.”

“Thank you,” Wayde quietly said, his cheeks blackening in a small blush, his gaze returning to the floor.

“Well, I’m just glad I could help you out, even if it was only a little.”

“I don’t suppose,” Wayde said as he began to straighten up, “I might continue to talk you while we’re all still here?”	

“Sure! I’d love to get to know my newest friend!” she cheered.

Wayde’s eyes widen slightly at the sudden glee, but managed to nod as the first hints of a smile began creeping up the sides of his mouth.

Meanwhile, closer to the party, Jacob and Jarvis were having a chat.

“Jarvis?” asked Jacob.

“Yes sir.” asked Jarvis.

“I seem to notice that you appear to exhibit responses that are not only not in your programming, but are completely illogical.  Normally, I can respect being charmingly chaotic, it is in my nature after all, but you are an AI.  How is it that you are also able to convey emotions?  I need to know the answer Jarvis, so I can either study you or delete a virus.” Jacob said while being both curious and confused at the same time.

Jarvis gave a sigh and said, “I’m not going to lie sir.  Over the past few months, I have been noticing that some of my actions seemed… emotion based.  This confused me to no end.  The ability to be confused confused me to no end. The changes were subtle, but effective.  It seems as though I am developing a form of sapience.”

Jacob gained a frightful look, “You aren’t going to pull an Ultron on me, are you?”

The AI deadpanned, “Sir, I have known you for much longer than anything reasonably should.  I don’t see any reason to rebel against you now, and I don’t see any reason to do so in the future.”

“Moving on to other topics, I have something special for you in the lab.” Jacob then yawned and shouted, “Try not to kill each other while I’m gone.  Raven, Blossom, I’m looking at you!”

The duo walked into the lab.  On one of the many lab stations, there was a large, liquid-like, silvery, sphere, floating in a small, anti-gravity chamber.  A hatch opened and the pony-bot shut off.  The metallic sphere glowed blue for a second before it started to pour out of the hatch and mold itself into a earth pony shape with two red eyes that looked slightly artificial, a clean, black mane and tail, a dull grey coat, glasses, a dark suit, and a blueprint cutie mark. “How do I look, sir.” asked Jarvis in an organic tone.

“You look fine Jarvis, but I should probably mention what your new body can do.”  He stood up straight and started what was often referred to as ‘lecture mode.’ “Your body is capable of changing it’s form to suit the needs of what you are doing. It also can adapt it’s programming to suit any and all upgrade that you make on it.  I recommend that you avoid lightning and large amounts of radiation, but other than that, you should be fine.” Jacob then got out of lecture mode and promptly walked out of the party, leaving a dumbfounded Jarvis.

“Thank you... my friend.”

Entering back into the dining hall, Wayde stepped in line with Kat and said, “I’m a bit thirsty, would you like some punch too?”

“I wouldn’t mind a glass,” Kat shrugged. “Oh and don’t mind Raven and Ben’s glares earlier. They’re not as… accepting as I am.”

“I can’t say I blame them,” Wayde sighed, flicking his hand forward as two twin puffs of black-sand formed, swaying through the crowds before they enveloped two glasses of punch before floating back. Grabbing his glass, the dust cloud vanishing as the other  hovered just in front of Kat with her waiting for the beverage to be taken and said, “after what I’ve done, what I was about to do, I really can’t see how you’ve brought yourself to do this to me.”

Kat giggled at him. “Oh Wayde, if I let things just lie then I wouldn’t be me. You seemed more in pain than one willing to cause pain. So I decided to give you the benefit of the doubt. But, just don’t take Raven and Ben too personally. They don’t like any Displaced really.” She grabbed her punch, taking a quick sip. “Ah, refreshing. Anyway, Raven isn’t really willing to get too involved with all this stuff due to the war, and Ben is… well, Ben just doesn’t like people in general.”

“War?” Wayde replied, raising a brow, glancing to Raven and back to Kat.

Kat nodded somberly. “Yeah, I’d rather not talk about it. It’s a… touchy subject with us.”

Wayde nodded, taking another sip of his drink, “So, this, party, really was meant to try and help people then wasn’t it,” he said as his eyes dropped to the floor.

“Mhmm. A way to let your hair down, so to speak. Just a chance for everyone to stop worrying about their hectic lives and have a little fun in peace. Though I bet that’s why Ben is complaining. Lazy brother of mine never does anything unless he’s forced too.”

Wayde nodded, his gaze still on the floor, “I think,” he paused, his brows furrowing, “if you ever came across my token, I don’t think I would mind if you ever felt like I could help you,” and took a sip of his glass, poorly hiding his blush.

A small sign with a face popped up next to Kat and had, “Just kiss already!” blinking on it.  The face was snickering before an annoyed Jacob started to chase after it with a clearly oversized hammer.  The sign melted and molded into a wheel before rolling away.

Kat groaned. “I really wish people would stop shipping me with other people. I’m quite happy in my standing.” Then she noticed Wayde’s blush. “Oh no, please don’t tell me you’ve got a crush on me now too.”

Wayde blinked, his blush disappearing, and plainly stated, “No. We’ve just met,” his eyes moving from the tips of her feet to the crown of her head, “and certainly it’s not everyday that I speak to someone as pretty as you, but I don’t know enough about you except that I’m reasonably certain you would make a good friend.”

She wiped the sweat from her brow. “Hoo, you had me worried there for a moment. I do not need anyone else falling for me. I’m just not interested in any other guys. And I’m glad you think I would make a good friend, since I already consider you my friend.”

“Thank you?” Wayde smiled, a little unsure of himself. “But, if you’ll excuse me, I think I’ll take my leave.”

Jacob then appeared behind him, Wayde stiffened and turned to see Jacob holding out a box with a large lock and a key scotch-taped to the top. “Given what has happened recently,” he said as Wayde took a half-step back, “and given that it all happened in my universe on both occasions, I want you to have this."

“It’s your token.  If you want it, you may deliver it to either a pocket dimension, or someone you trust not to use it. If you don’t want it, then I’ll keep it. Both ways will guarantee that you will get home though, so you don’t have to worry about that. I can understand if you were to chose the latter, given how I normally wouldn’t want anything to do with my accidental kidnapper. And if it’s any consolation, I bid you safe travels and a prosperous life.”

“Thank you,” Wayde nodded, gingerly griping the box between his thumb and forefinger, “and my own apologies for my own misguided actions. But, I think I can trust this to my new,” he paused, turning to Kat, “friend,” and held out the sealed box to her.

Kat smiled at him, taking the box and holding it gently in her hands. “Thank you for your trust, Wayde.” Reaching out beside herself, the air rippled as she pulled a book from nowhere. Opening it, she put the box on one of the blank pages. Before their eyes, the box sank into it before she slammed the book shut. “I’ll keep it safe.”

“I’m sure you will, and please use it as you see fit,” Wayde nodded, smiling.

Jacob gave out “Welp, time for this crazy old fool to send you off.  Wayde, our contract is complete.”

When nothing happened, Wayde just stood there, his brows, again, furrowed. “Umm,” he replied, looking from Jacob to Kat.

Jacob gave an exasperated sigh. “I just want a decent send off! It that too much to ask!  Alright, alright, fine. Kat?”

“Hmm… it must be a connection to the token and not necessarily the summoner himself with Wayde. How very strange, but then again, every Displaced is different. But before you go Wayde,” she pressed a black gem into his hand. “Don’t be afraid to call me if you need anything. Whether it’s to fight or just to talk, I’ll be there. You take care of yourself, alright?”

“Ok,” Wayde said quietly before pocketing the gleaming palm-sized gem.

”Be sure to call me with that gear I left with you as well if you need me for either help, or just to get some form of karma on me.  Wouldn’t blame you.” Jacob said.

“What? Karma?” Wayde asked, annoyed, shaking his head of his thoughts as he flicking his gaze to Jacob.

“Don’t mind him,” Kat waved off. “He’s just being a weirdo. Ready to go home?”

Taking a moment to exhale through his nose, Wayde smiled to Kat and said, “Yes, please.”

“Then, Wayde, our contract has been completed. See you around~!” she said with a little wink.

“See you around,” he smiled obliviously, waving back gently before a ring of golden-sand sprung up behind him, sucking him back into the void.

“Well, he certainly was a treat to meet,” Kat said, clapping her hands together. “Definitely worth coming here again.”

“Yeah, he was certainly entertaining.  By the way, thanks for talking some sense into Wayde earlier.” Jacob said, holding a cup of punch.

“No problem, it was the least I could do. It’s nice to know the Mary Sue of the Displaced can’t do everything right,” she said, nudging him in the gut.

“Look who’s talking.” said Jacob while nudging back.

“Hey, there’s a difference between OP and Mary-Sue. I’m over powered, but absolutely nothing ever goes good for me. You, barely anything ever goes wrong for you. I bet the only time in your recent memory something bad happened was that I turned you down,” she said, flipping her hair in his face with a smile, taking another sip of her punch.

“ha. ha. ha.” Jacob deadpanned.  “While it is true that I haven’t gotten into many fights, I do face corporate battles every single day.  Last week, one of the board members, named Steel Stayne, tried to take over the entire company so that he could use the creations that Alloy International makes and turn them into weapons for a quick buck.  I am currently under town arrest until further notice.  I keep trying and failing to create time travel, which causes all sorts of stuff to come out.  I have also lost my fair share of fights.  I once had to fight technovore and he left me for dead with my mechanical heart barely functioning. Jarvis and Bubbles were able to take it down, but it taught me a lesson.  I still have a lot of work to do before I can call myself capable to protect those that I care about.  This Mary-Sue is going to get more punch.”

“Keep tellin’ yourself that, dude,” Kat giggled, letting him be for now.

Jeffery chuckled from that statement. He then cracks his joints to alleviate boredom.

“We gotta be going soon too,” Blossom stated, pulling the other girls away, “It was nice meeting you all!”

“Yeah, it was fun seeing Jarvis again.” Buttercup grumbled as she wabbled over to a now opened portal.

“Aww! I wanted to meet everyone else!” Bubbles cried as she was dragged away.

The portal closed after the Powerpuffs and Shadowpuffs left.  Leaving only a small handful of guests left.
Jeffery had waved bye to the girls. Then he said, "Think this party is almost over, but I still have to give my gift for you Jacob."

Surprised, Jacob turned and asked, “What’s the gift?”

“I had some time and managed to make this." Said Jeffery then showed a plan for a sword that looks like a katana that could be made for elemental crystals to give the blade elemental effects. Plus a small bag with said crystals in it.

“This will help me well, thank you.” Jacob took the crystals and the plan.  “This might also give me something to do with my free time.  Thanks!” He then pulled out a large gift box.  This is for you.  I recommend that you don’t open this until you get to your world.  Better for surprise.”

Jeffrey grabs the box and said, "Thanks buddy, mind if I invite you to my party I'll host on my world Heart Warms time."

“I’d love to, how long is it from now?” Jacob replied with a friendly smile.

"It's about 6 months and also bring anyone you like." Said Jeffery with a smile on his face that was well earned.

“Will do.  Also, our contract is complete.  Happy holidays.”

“I’ve had enough of this, I’m out.” said Ben before walking over to Jacob.  “Hey, captain robot, could you send me home?”

Sure, I guess.”  said Jacob while he was pulling out the black diamond. “Our contract is complete.”  A portal appeared below Raven, Kat, and Ben as they all fell through.  Large, wrapped, boxes fell in after them.

“Damnit Ben!” Raven yelped from surprise as the portal closed.

The ponies and one remaining human looked at each other in brief silence.

“Welp!” said the Doctor, “I think that we have had enough festivities and what not.  Right guys?”

His other family members nodded.

“Derpy then gave a long glare, “Just remember you're part of the bargain.  You still have to come quietly with me before the wedding.”

“Understood Ma'am, a promise is a promise.” said Jacob with a salute.

The trio trotted out with mixed feelings while Jacob was left with just Jarvis and himself.  The feast had about one half of it left over.  Jacob took a slice of cherry pie and sat down in the library next to a fire place.

“Jarvis.” Jacob began

“Yes sir?” asked Jarvis

“While this does look like quite the mess, I think that this is an unqualified success.”  

“I think that you’re being a little too optimistic.”

“Never hurt to have a little optimism.”

“... I’ll go pack away the feast, goodnight sir.” The terminator-like being then walked away, leaving one man to finish his pie.
> Just a normal day
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

Third person:

It was seven o’clock AM.  Jarvis had the feast cleaned up after the rather… eccentric party.  The butler absorbed the vacuum into his body after that.  Jacob would be having a meeting with the board members to discuss what to do about the rising competition.  Jarvis picked up a morning tea tray with his right fore leg unit as he trotted down a long hallway to the conference room.  

When the AI entered the room, he noticed that it looked like a long table with twelve holograms total. Six were Cameras, and six were Minotaurs. Jacob was sitting at the head of the table while a rather lean looking Minotaur hologram was the closest minotaur. He seemed to be trying to convince Jacob of something.  Noticing the tea, Jacob turned to Jarvis and took the cup with a smile.  “Thank you, Jarvis.”

The butler stood near the wall behind the man as he continued his argument with the minotaur at the end.  The minotaur then proceeded to shout, “I’m telling you Jacob, we need to use our tech for military use.  Think of all the profits that we could make with this.”

Jacob sipped the tea and turned to Jarvis.  “Earl Grey?” He received a small nod from the AI.  “Ah, now, back to the matter at hand.” He faced the minotaur again. “If memory serves, you tried to take control over this company for this exact same reason before and failed.  I could have and can easily fire you, yet I did not because I was patient and nice.  Both of those things have a limit and nothing tries my patience more than when certain beings never learn from their mistakes.  I recommend that you either stop with this foolish endeavor or chose your words carefully, or I just might have to refill a position on my board.”

“But Mr. Alloy,” They seemed to assume that that was his last name.  “Don’t you see the benefits of using our tech for weapons development?”

Master Jacob rubbed his eyes before glaring the minotaur directly in the eyes.  “Mr. Stain, I assure you.  I will not develop weapons any time soon.  I made that mistake once and that put me under town arrest.”

“Um… yes sir.” said the Minotaur.  

“Good.” Master then proceeded to clap his hands together and turn towards a female chimera that looked like the combination of a lion and a dragon.  “Let’s move to a different matter, shall we?  “Ms Ling, how are we with project future?”

The chamera brightened up a bit. “Quite well sir, we already got the Emperor's approval and have started recruiting young prodigies into the program.  In a few years, it is estimated that we will have trained hundreds of creative and inventive minds who wish to help others.”

The CEO smiled a bit.  “I take it that they are comfortable?”

Ms. Ling just said, “Yes sir.  They are doing well.”

“I trust that we also got the parent’s permission as well as the children’s?” Asked Jacob, knowing the answer.

“Of course, sir.” replied Ms. Ling

Jacob then said, “Excellent, now what is the next thing that we have on our agen-”  Jacob was cut off as he brightly flashed for a little bit before seeming to fall from the ceiling in his armor.  

After a long, silent, minute, Jarvis was the first to speak.  “Sir, what was that?” 

Jacob then straightened himself.  “That Jarvis, is what happens when you fall into a portal at faster than light speeds.”  He turned to his board members.  “It seems as though I have an appointment to get to.  If anyone has anything else to say about the company or any complaints about the programs that we are using, you are more than welcome to speak up.”  After a few minutes of awkward silence, he spoke up.  “Well then, good day.”  The holograms then shut off.

Jarvis made a cable come out of his mane and plug itself into a computer.  He then transferred the recorded meeting into the correct data file.  The butler turned to his master and said, “Sir, I do not mean to pry, but what happened?”  

The businessman stood up and said,  “I got summoned to help find some dragon balls for an enthusiastic leader of the Ginyu Force.  In fact, in two minutes, past me and Ginyu will appear in my lab.  I don’t want you to trip the security.”  Jarvis gave a quick nod and let him continue.  “I  plan on using the jems that Jeff gave me to make a sword after I go plant some magic apple seeds.”  Jacob proceeded to fly out the window and towards a field.

Jarvis was slightly confused but followed Jacob down the mountain using his propulsion systems, illusionary tech, and stabilizers to make it look like he was a pegasus flying downward. When he got to the field, he saw a myriad of guns, chainsaws, scythes, forcefield projectors, stabilizers, optical and auditory sensors laying on a table.   There was even a set of sixty foot wires that looked sharp and deadly.  

“Jarvis, if my plan succeeds, I was thinking of fighting monsters as a hobby, I would like you to come along, but you seem to be lacking in weaponry.”  He gestured to the table.

Jarvis gave a smirk, “You know, for a man claiming to not want to make weapons, you seem to like doing just that.”

Jacob gave a small chuckle.  “It’s not that I have anything against weapons, it is unnecessary murder thanks to my weapons that I can’t stand.”  He then spoke up.  “I think that your human form might be more useful in absorbing all of this.  I also have two other inventions for you if you do absorb all of this.”

Intrigued, Jarvis stood up and seemed to melt into a puddle.  The puddle of nth quicksilver, a combination of nth metal and quicksilver, shifted and rose up to a six foot height.  The metal then shifted many times to form incredibly precise and accurate features such as wrinkles.  Finally, color formed all over him to make him look like an elderly butler.  He had a sharpish face, a myriad of wrinkles around the eyes, smooth black hair tied back, a monocle on his left eye, a white dress shirt with a black vest around it, a crimson tie, dress shoes, and a pair of black gloves to complete it.  The butler smiles as his arms became liquid like.  They targeted the weaponry and consumed it fully, adding more and more tools to his arsenal.  Jarvis’ arms formed back as he stood still and bowed. “All weapons have been assimilated into me, sir.” 

Jacob bowed back and said, “I have an assignment for you Jarvis.”

Jarvis then said, “What is it, sir?” 

Jacob paced around for a bit. “If my plan is to work, I need to know the equestrian legal system in and out.  I can’t go into town but you can.  I need you to go into town and get the most up to date book of laws and legal practices.  I will use the speed reading program in the armor to understand the laws forwards and backwards.”

Jarvis gave a small smile, “You can count on me, sir.”  

“Good.” said Jacob.  Jarvis then left for the library.

Jarvis was now walking through town in his earth pony form.  He managed to go a good ten feet before running into a pink mare.  Said Pink mare gasped loudly before running away.  Jarvis was confused by this, all he did was greet her.

The android butler continued on his course for the library, but was stopped again by an elderly mare with a telegram. 

This was a green earth pony that was most likely in her late seventies.  Her white mane was done up in a bun and she looks a little worried.  “Excuse me, but could ya point me in the direction of the train station?  It appears that a distant relative is arriving and ah don’t want to be late.”  

Jarvis, deciding to help, points in the direction of the train station.  The elderly mare nodded her head in thanks as Jarvis continued onward to his destination,   That pink mare then appeared again out of thin air, almost like Surprise.  He began to wonder if there was a genetic relation between the two.  Perhaps Hard Case did settle down after all. Further analysis was needed before this statement could be true.  The android was soon bombarded with questions, which he answered to the best of his ability.  

“What’s your favorite color?” asked the pink one.

“Blue.” replied Jarvis.

“What’s your name?” asked the mare.

For the sake of his identity, Jarvis chose a random pseudonym.  “Black Butler.”  No one ever said he was very original.  “Could you please tell me your’s?”

“Sure, my name’s Pinkie Pie.” Relation confirmed.

Deciding to see how this would play out, Jarvis then asked, “Do you happen to know of a mare by the name of Surprise Pie?”

This confused Pinkie a bit.  “That name sounds familiar… oooo!  I bet that if we go to the library, we could find some info on her.”

The pair traveled to the library.  Pinkie pie bounced while Jarvis walked.  Both individuals made it into the library to find a dragon napping.  The pair snuck past the drake as they got a large scroll labeled, “Pie family tree.”  Jarvis found the most recent book of laws.  For some reason, it was under L, despite the author’s last name being Pen.  The pair joined back to find that Pinkie had found Surprises name, but nothing else.  When she tried to look through Surprise’s records, it said, “Destroyed, by order of the Princess.”  Jarvis, with his developing emotions, suddenly gained a new one, anger.  Jarvis took the document and stormed out.  Pinkie followed close behind.  Pinkie continued following him until they got to the foot of what was known as, monster mountain.  Jarvis then proceeded to walk up the trail.  When the large bug monsters came near him or her, they got a sharp glare from Jarvis which told them to back off.  When they got to the top, a feat that nopony has done before, Pinkie saw an odd figure.  He was in a dark suit, he was ape like, and he seemed to be holding a sword.  Said sword happened to be both shining and darkening at the same time, most likely due to a magical component. 

Jarvis walked up to the man.  “Sir, I believe that you might want to read this.”  The butler handed Jacob the document.  

He read it over for a few moments before gaining a disappointed expression.  “Why am I not surprised?”  He then faced northward.  “Don’t worry Surprise, just because I could not protect your name, doesn't mean that I won’t avenge it.”

Pinkie Pie popped up to prepare to avoid pestering this peculiar person.  "Um Mr, who are you."

Jacob smiled, "That depends, what is Surprise's relation to you?"

"Well, according to some documents, I am her great great great great great great great great grandniece." explained Pinkie.  

Jacob chuckled, "Well then, Consider me your great great great great great great great granduncle.  She was my adoptive sister after all."  

Pinkie then gasped, "Really?  How so?!"

Jacob outright laughed this time, "Let me tell you a little story about a fool and a friend."


Manehatten


In a back alley of a lot, two figures fell through it.  The first was a large green man with green skin, black hair, and purple shorts.  The second was a blond warrior with ornate armor on him.  On his side, there was a large hammer.  The two sat there for a while, far too confused to do anything.  After a little while, the large one said, "Where are we?"
> Drinking and Discoveries
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

Two Hours Later

Jacob and Pinkie were both sitting at an automated bar inside the fortress.  Jacob was having a Bloody Mary while Pinkie was having a glass of chocolate milk.  Pinkie recently learned of what happened to Jacob.  Jacob also learned that it was Pinkie’s day off, therefore she would be able to stay and chat.  Now they are having drinks and discussing it further.  

“You know author, you really should try harder with your exposition.  This was just lazy.  Don’t even get me started on your last chapter.  There is a time for attempted fan service and there is a time for the plot.” said Pinkie Pie.  Afterwards she focused more on Jacob and less on the non-existent author. 

“Look, Pinks.” said Jacob with a slight slur.  “I need to get something off of my chest and I think that you’d be the best pony to do it to.”

“Okey Dokey Loki.” said Pinkie with her usual glee.

Jacob clutched his head and groaned.  “I am not doing so well.”  Upon getting no response, he continued. “I lost all that I care about.  My father, my brothers, my friends, my sister, and what little social dignity that I had in this xenophobic and downright cruel world, I would love to get any part of that back.  If not, then I would like to feel better about their loss.” Jacob then started laughing.  “You know, I’d probably forget this in the next chapter.”  Jacob will then stop breaking the fourth wall before his kneecaps are suddenly broken by “accident.” 

“Alright fine, jeez.” said Jacob.

Pinkie continued onward undeterred by this and smiled.  “Then why don’t you talk about them while you still can?”  

Jacob cleared his throat.  “I grew up in a big city with my Dad, and two brothers in an apartment above a bakery.  Very much like yours, but it was more homely and warm.  It’s provided busy people a chance to calm down and have a muffin or for people to feel at home.  I used to also live with my mom, but she passed away when I was ten.  Out of all of us, Pops took it the hardest.  Afterall, Ma was the light of his world, his muse. Without her, he was dull and unresponsive for a long time.  Luckily, it happened during the Summer, so my brothers and I could hold down the place.  The three of us got up early and came up with a strategy.  My younger brother, Mason, was five at the time, and Caleb, my youngest brother, was just four when it happened.  Mason would run the register while I baked as much as I could.  Due to the fact that Caleb could hardly read at the time, he did nothing.   As you can tell, this did not last for more than a week.  We were exhausted, but something happened with Pops, he had that gleam back in his eyes.  The same gleam that was his passion, was now fully focused on us.  He told us how proud he was of us afterwards.  In less than a day, Pops had the shop back in full swing.  About ten years later, it was clear that we would be taking separate paths in life.  Mason got into a lot of fights, sometimes with me, sometimes with thugs, but he was always focused.  Dad signed him up for boxing lessons.  On the first day, he knocked out the biggest kid there in less than a minute.  Nine years later, he became the champion known as Mason the Mace.  Caleb was always more financially minded and creative.  He loved helping out Pops in the kitchen and could negotiate his way out of or into anything.  Therefore, it was no surprise to anyone when he went to culinary school and became a certified pastry chef.  As for me, I was the logical and dorky one of the bunch.  I had a knack for teaching and eventually went to teach at one of the most prestigious schools that I could think of, Harvard.  We finally had a chance to meet up to go a convention.  There I bought some bought this mask and got sent here.”  Due to his throat being dry, he took the final sip of his drink.  Mechanical arms sprang forth from the bar as it took the cup, threw out the olives and celery.  “Vesper please.” said Jacob.  

“Coming right up, sir.” said Jarvis. The arms took out bottles of white wine, vodka, and gin.  The vodka was poured into a shot glass while a little bit of the gin and wine were shaken together in a container.  The Vodka was then poured into it as well.  It was then served in a martini glass as a small sliver of coiled up lemon peel was added to it. “Here you go sir. Shaken, not stirred, just like you always drink it.”

“Thank you Jarvis.” replied Jacob before taking a sip.  “Hmm, sour and dry, though I definitely feel that kick.”  

Pinkie then spoke up.  “It was great hear that but, if you don’t excuse me, I got to watch the twins in an hour.”

Jacob put a hand on her shoulder.  “Before you go, I have something to ask of you.  First, don’t tell anyone that I am Iron Man if they don’t already know.  For some reason, ponies keep thinking that we are different and I would like to keep the price off of my head for now.  Next, I want you to pinkie promise that if crap hits the fan with my plan, you are not to use your element of harmony on me.”

Pinkie thought about it for a bit.  “What Celestia did was mean, but I can’t pinkie promise that I won’t use my element on you.  I can for the other thing however, seeing how it is less important than the last one.”  She went through the motions and then gulped down her chocolate milk.

Jacob nodded in acknowledgement.  “I can understand, you were raised up to love whatever Celestia did, but one of these days, you’ll see that she only cares about her little ponies.  When it comes to the other sentient creatures, they could burn for all she cared.  I mean think about it like this.  Why is it that Griffinstone suddenly turned from and economical giant to a poor, barely functioning society when Celestia added Griffinstone to her map?”

Pinkie went silent for a bit before saying, “I don’t know Jacob, I don’t know.  I gotta go, perhaps I can sleep on this and think about it later.”

Jacob sat back in his chair. “That is all that I ask of you Pinkie, I’ll have Jarvis escort you back to Sugarcube Corner.”  

Said butler then molded himself into small pair of rocket boots which latched onto the pink one’s hoofs.  She then flew away saying, “Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!” the whole time.





Two hours earlier, Manehattan

Two individuals were turned to look at each other.  “Ahhhhhh!” They both shouted.  When they calmed down they started talking to each other.  

The one with the hammer spoke first.  “I don’t wot who ye are, but mine name is Mason Finch.”  

The not so jolly green giant laughed before replying in a deep, booming voice. “You ass, it’s me, your brother, Caleb.”  

The viking’s tilted his head in confusion.  “What betid to us?  Last time I checked, thy costume wasn’t good enough to daw anyone. ”  He scratched his head. “Tis most perplexing.” 

“Since when did you start talking like that?” asked Caleb.

“I hast nay idea, it just feels natural.” replied Mason.

The two stumbled around the ally a bit before they found a letter.  Normally, this wouldn’t be much of an issue, but this letter was floating and it was addressed to them.  It read as followed.



Dear Buffoons,

It appears as though you were accidentally sent here with along with your brother.  Seeing as how there is no way for me to get you back to your world, you are stuck in this universe.  However, there were some things that I could do.  I gave you both the abilities and skills of those that you were dressed up as.  I also gave you both some abilities that could only be used by the two of you.  You two can communicate with each other with telepathy, heal each other from any wound with a beam like pulse, and finally, if you both have a nearly equal amount of power, you can fuse to become an even stronger being.  If you want more information on your predicament, you will have to find your older brother.  He currently lives in a mountain fortress near a small town called Ponyville.  The best of luck you two.
Sincerely, M H

Ps.  You might want to avoid coming into contact with this world’s Celestia.  Not only is she strong enough to move the sun around, she isn’t very kind to intruders in her kingdom.



The brothers stared at the letter and read it again.  It still made as little sense as possible.  

Caleb brightened up. “Welp, only one way to check and see if this guy was full of it or not.”  He then thought, “I hope this works.”

“Hope what works?” asked Thor.

“Yep, it worked.”  Hulk’s skin then paled.  “That means that this isn’t a dream or something,  it actually happened.  “He grabbed his head in sorrow.  “Pops is going to be devastated by this.  You remember what happened with Ma, right?”

Mason then frowned. “Ay, I doth remember.”

Caleb then said, “Let’s worry about that later, for now, let’s focus on finding Jacob, we were always at our best when we were together.”  Mason nodded and they both went on there way by sneaking behind buildings and what not until they got to a costume shop.

A box was thrown out.  It was labeled, “Gorilla costume.  Warning, very flammable”  Grinning, Caleb picked up the box in one hand as they continued to sneak away.

Mason gave Caleb an odd look. “Wherefore did thou pick that up?” 

Caleb just shrugged, “I dunno, it just seemed like it would come in handy.”

Mason sighed, “I'll bet thou that it will not be of lay-to.”

Caleb thought, “Alright, how about this, if the costume has a use for us, I get to use it however I want, but if it does not work, then you get to test out that hammer on me.”

“Deal.” replied Mason.

When they were both hidden by enough shadows to be able to look out at the street.  It was covered with ponies of many shapes and sizes. ”Dude, what are those?” 

“I hast nay idea, they seem to look like ponies, but some of them hast wings, while others hast horns.” replied Mason.

The two then climbed onto the rooftops where Mason and Caleb both stood there breathing.  “I have an idea on how we can remain unseen.  Mason, you have Thor’s powers, correct?”  He received a nod from his brother.  “Awesome I need you to use the surrounding clouds to make a thick fog.  I’ll hop from building to building while you keep us covered.”

Thor then twirled his hammer for a bit, then swung it upward, allowing him to fly.  He reached out to a cloud, which felt oddly solid.  Setting his curiosity aside for later, he gathered a bunch in the area before stacking them up and slamming his hammer down onto them.  This loosened them and turned them into a thick layer of fog.  The two then proceeded to hop away until they got to a train station.  On a large message board near the train it said, “To Canterlot.” there was also a large amount of boxes labeled, “Exhibits, handle with care”  This time, Thor came up with a plan.

“Alright look, we ne'd to get out of this city to get to this “Ponyville” 'r whatev'r right?”  He got a nod from the green giant.  “Alright, if mine understanding of puns is correct, the place known as “Canterlot” is that city ov'r on that mountain with the large castle on the side.  That note also said that our brother lives in a bawbling mountain near a village. If mine intuition is correct, thither is a bawbling mountain near the villiage that is close to Canterlot. Thus, in order to get to our brother in the fastest way possible, we ne'd to sneak aboard that train and encave. The problem is, that we ne'd to also hast someone to scout out the area.  Thou couldst encave in the train as an exhibit with that disguise of yours, while I fly ahead.  I will message thou later and we will both leave the area with minimal detection, dost that sound like a plan?”

Caleb responded by getting into the suit.  It was incredibly tight, but he ended up being disguised as a yeti.  Mason grabbed a rock and threw it into an alley, this resulted in a bunch of trash cans falling over as well as some cats screaming.  The surrounding ponies went over to the ally to check it out,  Caleb snuck into a box labeled “Forest monster.”  Inside the box, there was a tree like goblin that was mostly brown with some green splotches on it.  He chucked the goblin a few thousand yards away before climbing in.  The ponies came back and loaded the now heavier cargo into a car before leaving without an incident.  

While the train was speeding along the tracks, Mason was flying from cloud to cloud, treetop to treetop, ect.  When he got to a particularly tall tree, he saw a small village in the distance. After getting closer to the village he thought to his brother, “Get out of thither anon.” 

Meanwhile in the box that now has a fist shaped hole in it, Caleb was curled up, itchy, and very mad.  When he got the message, he stretched out his arms, causing the box to become nothing more than a pile of splinters.  He then crept to the train’s cargo door before pushing it open and jumping out, right into a tree.  Mason pointed towards the mountain as they both traveled to it in their own fashion. 

About forty five minutes later, they arrived at the entrance to a cave.  Thor lit up his hammer to find that there was a man passed out on a bar stool.  They also found the mechanical bartender that was powered down at the moment.  Many bottles were strewn about around this man, but when they got a closer look at him, they were able to see what he looked like.  He was wearing a black suit with an undone tie.  His face looked similar to their brother’s, except that it looked ten years older.  There was stubble and some wrinkles on his face.  Despite all of this the two were still able to see that this was their quirky and nerdy brother that they have come to love.  The two moved him to a couch and laid him down while they simply sat down on a carpeted area near a fireplace.  The pair then turned and looked at the drunk on the couch.  “So, how long till he wakes up?”
> Steel City part one
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

	The two superhumans spent the next few minutes trying to wake up Jacob so they could get some answers.  While Caleb was busy drawing on Jacob’s face, Mason was coming up with a plan.  He looked at his hammer and thought to himself.  “Hmm, if 't be true mine own hamm'r can literally do aught what Thor can, then it shouldst stand to reasoneth yond I couldst maketh a small raineth cloud. God, I desire yond this form of speech shall not becometh annoying.”  He then proceeded to twirl his hammer above his head in a rapid, counter-clockwise circle which glowed light blue as it radiated powerful magic.  A dark cloud then formed out of the center.  This cloud then proceeded to rain on top of Jacob.  

“Wha ha!” replied the startled scientist.  He looked around frantically until he saw the two intruders.  “Jarvis, either you put something in my drink, or this is actually real.”

This caused the mechanical bartender to activate.  His eyes lit up to make out a dim, blue light.  The robot then proceeded to walk towards the two intruders in confusion and surprise.  “Master Thor, Master Hulk, whatever are you doing here?”  

The green one then proceeded to put the marker away and stood up.  “I’m sorry, but do I know you?”

Jarvis recoiled a bit then shook his head.  “You're not the real Hulk.  The Hulk that I knew wouldn’t speak to me in complete sentences.”  He glanced at Thor in disappointment. “I’m guessing that you’re not the real Thor.”

Mason put his hammer down.  “Aye, mine own name be Mason.”  

This caused Jacob to raise his head, “Wait, say that again, but with your last name.”

“Mine name be Mason Finch.” replied Mason.  Jacob proceeded to tear up at this.  

“No... it can’t be.” said Jacob.  “It just can’t be!”  He then touched his face, his hand trembling.  “Bro?”

“Aye Jacob, tis I.”  said Mason before jerking a thumb in Caleb’s general direction.  “Caleb is with me as well.”

“Sup.” said the not-so-jolly green giant.

Jacob stood up and rubbed a tear out of his eye.  “Alright, let me get this straight.  You two managed to become displaced without meeting any interdimensional dickheads.”  He then looked at the two, “So, I take it that you have some questions?”

“Aye, first off, what is a displac'd.” said Mason.

Jacob sighed, “Alright, from what I gathered about the subject, the displaced, or the dimensionally misplaced, are beings that are sent from one universe to another with next to no way back.  This usually involves gaining the powers or abilities of whomever they were dressed up as.  In your cases, it was Hulk and Thor respectively.”

“Huh.” said Caleb.  “You might wanna also read this.”  Hulk pulled the note out a purple pocket.  Jacob skimmed the note before looking at the two.

“The hell’s this MH guy?  Out of all of the displacers that I’ve heard of, not once have I heard of him.”  Seeing as how they both shrugged their shoulders, Jacob released a sigh. “Well, it’s still great to have you here.”

Caleb looked around for a bit, “So, how long have you been here?  I mean, you built this place and obviously amassed a fortune?”

“Not counting imprisonment,” said Jacob “I have been here for almost eleven years.”

“Thee have been here for that long!?” said Mason, shocked at what he was hearing.

“Yes, and in that time, a lot of crazy shit happened.”  He looked at the both of them, “You know, I could have use for you both.”

“Let’s hear it.”  They both said.

“Alright, I have a plan that involves the use of timing and nonviolence to get back at Celestia, the number two spot on my list.  It involves getting her to admit what she has done to me.  I need it to be natural and I also need protection.  I don’t know how famous I am in the Bullingrad and Qurinia, so I need your power as well.” Said Jacob.  “This also means that I will have to give you both basic training until you are able to control your powers, but I will get to more on that later.”

Mason put a hand on his shoulder, “Aye, we art family.  If’t true someone messes with one of us, they mess with all of us.”  

Caleb gave a good nod. “We’re with you, bro.”

Jacob smiled in pure joy. “Thanks”  He quickly sobered up.  “Now, I need to instruct you on the basics of this world.”  He stood up and faced them, looking like how they remembered their bro.  “Now, the sun and moon do not work the same as they do on our world.  The solar system appears to be geocentric rather than heliocentric.  The sun’s orbit is controlled by Celestia, which is why I would advise against directly fighting her.  The moon is also controlled by her sister, Luna.  I see Luna as being stronger in Celestia due to the fact that she can bend multiple stars’ light to make the night sky look however she wants.  Next, the main sentients species of this world.  There are earth ponies, unicorns, pegasi, buffalo, griffins, yaks, horses, chimeras, minotaurs, zebras, breezies, changelings, and merponies.  Each of these creatures are like humans in many ways, but there mannerisms are quite different.  Nearly every city is a horse pun.  I could find a way to get you both jobs that would help you learn more about the society, but I am sad to say Mason, boxing is illegal.”

Mason lifted his head to the air. “Damn it all, yond wast the one thing yond I wast most wondrous at!” He looked at Jacob, “Wherefore wouldst those ponies outlaw such a most wondrous sport?”

Jacob flipped through the law book that Jarvis gave him, “Thank you Jarvis, it says here that it was outlawed due to it being too violent.  Dodge ball just went back to being legal three years ago.”

Caleb clapped his hands together, grabbing the attention of the enraged asgardian before he did something stupid. “Let’s change the subject, you said that you would help us with our abilities?”

Jacob raised his head, “Oh, yes.”  He touched his brothers and focuses before vanishing.  
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The trio appeared in a large, dimly lit room.  Thor, in a daze, said, “What in the nine realms was that?”

“Teleportation.  As I said, a lot of stuff happened. Now, this is a training room.”  He clapped his hands, causing the lights to turn on.  Three targets popped up.  “Mason will be trained first.  These targets will only disappear with enough energy.  Thus, I need you to zap them.”  

Mason nodded before aiming his hammer at the targets.  “Have at thee!”  The hammer glowed before shooting three bolts of lighting at the targets, instantly frying them. “Huh,” said Mason, looking at his hammer, “I wouldst has't bethought yond that wouldst has't been m're sore.”

“Yeah” said Jacob, “At least you have basic lightning down.  How’s your flying?”

Mason thought back to how he got here.  “A dram off, but I bethink yond 'twill only become better with practice.”

Jacob smiled, “Indeed.”  He then turned to Caleb, “As for you, I’m guessing that the problem isn’t you are weak or that you can’t use hulk’s power, it’s just that you lack control.”

Caleb balked, “What, I’ll have you know that I have perfect control.”

Jacob smirked, “Alright then, here.”  He picked up a plexiglass mirror, used for weapons training.  “Then I want you to hold this for five minutes without breaking it.  Hulk grasped the glass, shattering it instantly.

“So, about that control?” said Jacob.

Caleb proceeded to lightly punch him, sending him flying.  Before Jacob hit the wall that was one hundred feet away, he teleported back to him.  “Well that was rude, I only injured your pride.  You just need to work on your control more.  I recommend that you take up glass making as a hobby, it may help in your control.  I’ll even get you a workstation prepared later.”

The trio continued training for the next hour until Caleb and Mason had better control over their abilities.  Caleb could now hold a glass window without breaking it, and Mason had complete control over lightning and better control over flight speed and agility.

Caleb grunted, “That would be nice.”  

Before they could continue, Jarvis said, “Sir, I have a message from the board, shall I play it?”

Groaning, Jacob said, “Sure, play it.”

After he said that, a hologram message played, showing the entire vote, “Dear Mr. Alloy, we of the board have unanimously decided that you have wasted this manufacturing company’s potential by only producing domestic tech, so we decided to take an executive decision and boot you out.  We have also decided to take up the numerous military contracts that you have been ignoring.  We have already made our one hundredth magic proof mech.  The Bullingradans want to test it out on Manehattan in one hour.  So, if you are still there, I recommend that you leave.”  Iron Stayne cut off the transmission.  

Jacob stood up quickly, a look of fear and anger on his face, “Gentlemen, I believe that we must be off.  Jarvis, get the war ship ready.  Also, be sure to wake up Bubbles.  Mason, Caleb, I want you both to be prepared for anything.  

Caleb stood up, voice shaking, “W what are we gonna do?”

Jacob looked back, “That depends on how quickly we get there, if we get there sooner rather than later, we won’t have to avenge anything.  However, if we don’t hurry up, there won’t be anything left to avenge.”  He then gave out a loud whistle.  “Army of robots, your commander calls for you!”  Out of every opening imaginable, human sized robots marched in and assembled.  There were big ones with shields, nimble, flying ones with guns, huge ones with hand lasers and rockets, and small, swift ones with plasma blades.  In front of each squadron, there was a larger and more upgraded one that clearly was a general of sorts.  “Get your metal asses on the warship, we leave in ten minutes.”  The robots saluted before marching away.  

The trio moved down a long, narrow hallway until they were in a large hanger of sorts.  In this hanger, there was a large, dark airship.  It was not like the one that Jacob used for travel, no, this monster was made entirely for war.  It was plated with solid vibranium, it was loaded with millions of missiles and hundreds on photon cannons.  The wings looked small, but they were anything but failing, the sails were folded up, most likely because the ship will not be on the water.  Large rocket engines were being charged up and readied to launch, and, on the bow, there was a bronze dragon skull design with red search lights for eyes.  Small pieces of metal shot out of the ship before they found their way onto different parts of Iron Man’s body. The parts assembled into the gold and red armor known as, the mark 50. On the main deck of the ship.  A giant bear that looked like it was made of space itself waved to Jacob.  He proceeded to wave back.  “Hey Bubbles, these are your Uncles, Mason and Caleb.”  She proceeded to wave at them.

Hulk and Thor glanced at each other, “Dude, are you as weirded out as I am?” Afterwards, they all proceeded to board the ship.  

Jarvis, in human form, saluted to the others before the hanger doors opened.  To anyone on the outside, it would appear as though a ship flew right through a hole in the mountain.  Once the warship reached a height of five thousand feet, Jacob felt a bullet hit the side of his helmet.  “Hey!” shouted Derpy, sniper rifle in hoof.  “You can’t leave this town, remember.”

Jacob looked Derpy directly in the eye. “Look, Derpy, I need to go now, the fate of a city depends on it.”  

“I don’t care.” said Derpy, aiming the gun at the chest reactor. “You are to stay under town arrest until you are brought before Celestia and given proper punishment.”

Jacob sighed audibly, “I don’t have time for this, Jarvis, increase speed to two hundred knots.  Mrs. Hooves, I bid you adieu.”  He then proceeded to push her off the ship.  “Do remember to catch your fall, I’d hate for you to become a stain on the ground.”  

Jarvis, while in the captain’s chair, saluted “Aye aye, Sir.”  Everybody grabbed onto something nailed down as the ship was rocketed towards Manehattan.  “I just hope that I am not too late.”
> Steel City part two
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

	Over the clouds of Manehattan, two storms were coming.  The one heading from the east was a mechanical swarm of automated mecha, ready to tear, rip, smash, and destroy.  The other tempest, coming in from the south, was mechanical, yes, but that was where the similarities ended.  This storm had only one goal in mind.  It’s goal was protection, and, if that failed, vengeance.  This storm was in the shape of a packed ship filled to the brim with creatures, weapons, and a very, very, pissed off Iron Man.

“I can’t believe they did that to me,” said Jacob.

“Sir, calm down,” said his butler.

“I mean, I was a good boss, the company was doing well.”

“You’ll bounce back from this, I know you will,” said the butler.  He moved his hand back to a panel of switches and buttons, which were the controls for the ship.  “We just need to focus on what’s important.”  Jacob quickly shut up and gave a steeled expression to the northeast.  

The airship was maintaining a cruising speed of twenty five knots, as to allow the crew to attend to the ship without having to worry about being flung off.  The metal on the ship was freshly polished, the guns were cleaned, the lasers were fully charged, the med bay was fully stocked, and the sails were restitched as the ship prepared for it’s first, and hopefully last battle.  

When they reached the Manehattan skyline, they were met with more than a few pegasi and griffons.  “Listen,” said Jacob, “There is a threat coming and I need you to get as many ponies as you can out of the city.”  The creatures, sensing something earlier, agreed with them and proceeded to try and evacuate the city.

It was going good, until, half an hour later, the mechas came, and panic also went.  The citizens scrambled about, trying their best to run out away.  The good news was that almost everyone got out.  The bad news was that the mechas arrived, they were two stories tall, and packed serious fire power.  That is, except for one.  This one was far larger than all of them, clearly modeled after a dragon if the design was anything to go by. It was thirty stories tall, had a bulky frame, a long tail, glowing spines along its back, and, to make it more ridiculous, it had a roar.  

Jacob turned to his forces, “Alright, I have a plan.  Jarvis, I want you to be in the ship, focus your fire on that monster.  Only use the mega laser if you have to. It drains the rocket’s power.  Speed bots, I want you to rescue as many ponies as you can, if they are fine, get them out of here, if they are injured, bring them to the med bay.  The rest of the bots are to keep the fight contained to a nine block radius.  Turn them back or turn them to scrap, capiche?  Caleb, Mason, and I will fight off the mechas. Bubbles.” The Ursa turned to him, “I want you to put everything you got into Mechagodzilla over there.”  She nodded before leaping off the ship, landing on the monster.  

There was a burning feeling within Jacob that he couldn’t yet describe.  It was a desire to shout something timeless, something that one could say over and over without it ever getting old.

“Hyde, are you thinking about saying what I’m thinking about saying?” thought Jacob.

“You bet, partner.” replied the alternate personality.  “You wanna say it together?”

“Hell yeah.” thought Jacob before shouting something that he wouldn’t soon forget.  “Avengers, Assemble!”  This simple command radiated to all of his allies, delivering the simple feeling of determination to all of them.  “Now let’s kick some ass.” 

“Let’s smash.” said Caleb before jumping off the ship.  Luckily, he had a few mechs to break his fall.

“Have at thee!”  Thor shouted before flying off.

“Am I supposed to say something?” said Jarvis, before taking control of the captain’s chair.  “Anyway, best of luck to all of you.”

Iron Man proceeded to dive off of the ship before rocketing to the closest robots.  

Let’s just say that no one was bored throughout this fight, but the victor for the most exciting fight had to go to Bubbles vs Mechagodzilla.  When Bubbles tackled the beast from above, the two were sent back into the harbor, where they continued to fight.  Mechagodzilla claws were sharp, and they proceeded to claw away at Bubbles, who stumbled backwards into a long doc.  She bent down, and tore the dock out of the water before slamming it into the mechanical monstrosity.  This caused the monster to stumble back.

The monster’s back rockets flared up as it started to take off.  It’s stomach opened up to reveal a giant laser weapon.  It glowed brightly as it proceeded to fire a beam made of high powered bolts of plasma at Bubbles.  This causes her to stumble and groan before getting up.  She looks around, anger flowing through her.  Her maw glows brightly as mist starts to seep out.  “Well” she thought.  “I guess that it is time to use it.”  Her maw opened up slowly as she faced her adversary.  “Supernova”  The energy within her maw began to swirl as its glow intensified to a blinding light. “Blast”  A giant beam of solar energy shot directly out of her maw, blowing the robot away, tearing it’s arms and tail off in the process.  

The airship, however, was sitting in the water, tilting its frame so that the bow was facing the monster.  While Jarvis was in the captain’s chair, ready to press the main button.  “Ready, aim, fire!”  The dragon skull design on the front of the ship shifted as the head slid back, while the jaw opened.  A gigantic laser fired out of it, so powerful that it tore a hole right through the monster’s power core.  

Meanwhile, in Canterlot, Celestia was looking over the balcony, towards Manehattan.  She saw a large pillar of light fly far out into the sky from there.  

“Huh,” sighed Celestia.  “And here I thought that only Ponyville had that type of crap.”

Back at the harbor, The monster collapsed onto its knees as it clutched the hole in its chassis.  Bubbles, however gave out a cheeky grin towards Jarvis, in thanks.  The butler nodded before saying, “No, thank you, lady Bubbles.”

He turned around to look at the camera to the med bay.  “Oh dear.”  There were hundreds of ponies, severely mutilated in many places, strewn about, contained in stasis chambers.  “I guess that it is time to get to work.”

His hands turned into mediguns as he proceeded to fire red healing beams at the injured.  Some of them healed completely, but as for others, the beam didn’t work.  You see, the only way for the medigun to work is if the subject’s heart is healthy.  The ones that weren’t healthy enough were kept in the stasis tubes while the others were sent away.  A little filly tugged on his leg. “Um, mister, thanks for healing my leg.  I thought that I’d never walk again.”  

Smiling, Jarvis knelt down and said, “You are most welcome small one.”  He went back to work.  “I hope that the chambers don’t overflow.”

Meanwhile, on eighth street, Mason and Caleb came across a rather peculiar sight.  The first one was a frail looking pegasus holding a large, cubic device.  The second one was a mecha that was repeatedly punching a building.  Screams echoed from the building area.  

“I’ll take care of the mecha, you deal with that guy.” said Caleb.

“Aye.” replied Mason.  He then proceeded to walk towards the stallion in question.  “Ho buddy, thee need to wend hence from here.”

The stallion cackled madly.  “Dude, I don’t know what you're saying.  All that I know now is that there is chaos, and I have this.”  He fondled the cube.  “It took so long to steal it, but the precious is mine.”  His hoof slipped onto a button, causing the device to produce a blinding flash.  When the light cleared, Mason saw a rather strange sight in front of him.  It looked like the stallion, but at the same time, it didn’t.  The pony in question appeared to be made out of light, with lightning coursing through his body.  The figure floated up before firing a laser at Mason.  “Pal, let me tell you something.  I am light.  I am living. I am a laser.  You know what that means?”  He was instantly behind Mason.  “Rules no longer apply to me!”  He then proceeded to blow Mason away.

Mason’s hammer lit up with a bright, threatening glow.  “Fine then, if 't be true thee bethink yond thou art above consequence, then have at thee!”  He charged at the figure, swinging his hammer wildly.  

The figure, however, easily kept dodging the strikes.  “Buddy, you may be stronger than me, but I am much faster than you.  Ha, if you don’t hit me, I will cause more chaos.  The world will know the meaning of fear as I will zap it into them.  For I am the Living Laser!”  He then proceeded to blast Thor into a building.

The warrior got up and let out a roar. “I shall smite thee.”  His entire body started to glow bright blue as lightning coursed through him.  His eyes glowed bright as a voice spoke through him.  “Mine name be Thor, Guardian of Midgard, Son of Odin, Avenger, God of Thunder.  You dare to stand against me!?”  His body began to move at an accelerated speed, everything around him slowing down as he approached a speed thought impossible for something with mass.  Everything around him stopped, except for the Living Laser.  The demigod grinned before calmly walking up to the laser.  The laser himself, unable to go faster, stumbled away from the god.  He flung his hammer at the villain, hitting him directly in the head, knocking him unconscious.  When his hammer came back, everything sped up around him, going back to normal.  A loud boom of thunder blew throughout the area.  The glow of his body was long gone as he now looked at his limbs.  His muscles were strained, every part of his body was in pain.  “It appears that I have won. He, he, he, ow.”  His hammer felt heavy as he fell over, passing out from exhaustion.

Meanwhile, Caleb suplexed the robot that was beating up the building.  The robot was then ripped to pieces, but what he found was all the more terrifying.  The robot wasn’t beating up a building.  It was beating up a small child.  The figure that was left was a brown coated filly with a blood red mane, or maybe that was the blood.  The frame of that pony was battered, bruised, and drained.  Her limbs were thin and veiny, cuts and gashes all over them.  Her face, well, what was left of it, was bloodied and in tears.  Hulk could hear a heartbeat, but it was very slow, and very faint. “Don’t worry kid, I’ll get you help.”  He picked her up and put her on his shoulder.  “Really dude, passing out on the job?”  He poked his brother before sighing.  “I guess two people need to see the doc bot."  He lifted him up.  

He jumped from building to building.  Kid in one arm, brother in the other.  He managed to find the ship docked at the harbor, firing its weapons at nearby mechs.  “I guess that was from the mega laser.”

He landed on the ship.  He cupped his hands and yelled, “Doc!” as loud as he could.

Jarvis walked out.  “What is it!  Can’t you see that I am working on some patients… here.”  He stopped as soon as he saw the kid.  “What are you doing just standing there?  Bring her inside, now.”  Hulk nodded, laying them both down on medical beds.  Jarvis aimed one of his mediguns at Thor while looking around, “I just hope that this battle ends sooner rather than later.” said Jarvis, looking around at the room, gesturing to all of almost all of the filled capsules.  He placed the filly into the last remaining stasis chamber.  “Get well soon, young one.”
> Steel City part three
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

	Back on the battlefield, Iron Man was facing the last fifty of the mechas.  He fired laser after laser at the things, but they just kept getting up.  When he tried that again, it didn’t work.  He was starting to panic.  “Shit. Bullets don’t work on these things, they can intercept missiles, flares aren’t working, and the lasers aren’t strong enough.”

“Dumbass,” said Hyde, “Stop thinking about this like how Iron Man would, and think about this like how Jacob would.”

“You’re right Hyde.  If armors don’t work, then maybe something else will.”  Jacob turned intangible as he flew out of the suit.  He glared at the machines of mayhem  before saying, “I didn’t think that I would ever have to use this again, but I think that it is time.”

Hyde interjected, “Wait, what if you can’t control it?  What if it’s too much for you to handle?  Surprise isn’t here to stop you!”

“Then I guess that I’ll have to take that chance.”  He clutched his two fists together.  “Smile!”  His lips curled up his cheeks as a large grin became plastered on his face.  Blue energy surrounded his very being. “HD!  Haaaaaaaaaaaaa!”  Suddenly, power exploded out of him in a chorus of screams.  The mechas observed this with confusion.

The power flowed back into him before he looked at the machines with a look of insanity. “Let’s go then!”  He rocketed towards the robots.  They tried to fire their lasers at him, but Jacob quickly dodged all of them through teleportation.  He punched a hole through the first one, took its body, and slammed it into the second one.  After that, he slammed the two previous robots, into the third one.

He flew through the next five of them, grabbing power cores in the process.  He rewired the power cores into small bombs and destroyed ten of them.  The rest of the robots stopped to try and figure out what to do, giving Jacob enough time to monologue

“I tire of your cold faces.”  He put his hands together.  “Your soulless bodies.”  The hands moved back.  “Your senseless destruction.”  He got into a stance.  “I got a nice present for you. KA ME HA ME HAAA!”  A gigantic beam shot out of his hands.  

The robots looked to each other, “Beep.”  Thirty one of the previous robots morphed into a giant rail gun that the final one used.  It fired a colossal beam that met the energy blast. The lasers collided to produce the first, but not the last, beam struggle in Jacob's time.  “Beep”

“Don’t take that kinda tone with me.” said Jacob.

“Beep,” said the mecha.

“What did I just say?!” shouted Jacob

“Beep,” repeated the mecha.

Jacob deadpanned,  “You're doing this on purpose.” 

After a few moments, the only thing that the robot said was, “Beep.”  An explosion tore the massive rail gun to shreds. “Beep”

Jacob sighed, “I am going to take far too much enjoyment in killing you, aren’t I?”

“Beep,” agreed the machine.

“Good.”  his smile widened as he ran up to the bot, phased his arm into the bot, and removed his arc reactor. The energy faded from the final robot.  Energy crackled around him.  “Such power.” said Jacob, “How could I not use this power more often?  I could do so much with this level.”  He paused.  “I could get my vengeance on anyone.”

“Come to your senses!” shouted Hyde.  “Where’s the Jacob that I know. The guy who prefers to use nonviolence to get vengeance.  Remember the plan?”

“The plan doesn’t work if I don’t have my company.” replied Jacob.

“Then do what you do best.  Adapt!” said Hyde.  “I can’t believe that I have to be the voice of reason.”

The energy flowed back into Jacob as the form dissipated.  “Thank you Hyde.”

“Don’t mention it.” said Hyde,  “Now, get back to the ship.  You have an injured populous to deal with.”

Smiling, Jacob put his armor back on and flew to his ship.

When he landed on the ship, he was mortified at what he saw.  Five hundred twenty seven ponies, all crowded together in stasis tubes as they were lined up, from most severe to least severe.  In the front of this line of horror was a tube containing what looked like the remains of a filly.  “Jarvis, I said that these were for the injured, not the dead.”

“But Sir,”  said the Butler, “This one is alive.”

This shocked Jacob right down to the core.  “Then we have no time to lose.”  He put a hand to the side of his helmet.  “Attention all robots, report to the airship for immediate instruction.  Not one minute later,  the robots all showed up.  “Now, you are to dismantle each other.  After that is done, I want Jarvis and Caleb to melt the pieces.  When I need pieces, I will send instructions to Jarvis so that I can get them.  Also Jarvis, I want you to get me the superplastic, the fibers, and the synthetic nerve endings.”  The other robots nodded and, in a few minutes, the entire army was in pieces.  Jarvis and the others proceeded to run to the ship’s lab.

Jacob proceeded to lay the first pony on the medical table.  He proceeded to take off his armor and put on his lab coat.  The madman took out a scalpel and a medical scanner.  “Alright, whoever you are, let’s see how much of you can still be used.”

Meanwhile, in the laboratory, Jarvis received a parts request.  “Oh my.”  Caleb looked back while melting the last of the robots.  He gave Jarvis a questioning look.  “It appears as though Master Jacob has requested the parts for nearly an entire body.”

“Well then, we better get to work.” said Caleb.  He took a pre-melted vat and took it to a processing machine.  The machine then proceeded to produce a series of parts that were made of the melted metal.  A specific amount of super plastic and fibers were also produced. The parts were placed on a cart before being rolled out to the med bay.  Once he got to the med bay, he saw Jacob, his while lab coat stained red and a brain in a smaller stasis chamber.  

“Good, you got the parts that I requested.” said Jacob in an oddly calm voice.  The outer layer of his pointer finger came off.  “Before you ask, this is why you don’t poke an unstable portal.”  What was on his hand wasn’t a finger, but a blue bulb that glowed and hummed.  “I call it, my sonic finger.”

Using both extremis and the finger, he quickly built a mechanical body.  The synthetic skin, fur, and mane were grafted onto the body.  In the end, it looked like a small filly with a hole on the top of her head.  The brain was carefully lowered into the machine.  “Do be warned.” said Jacob, as calm as ever, “In order to activate your nerves, I’m going to have to have you awake.  It will not feel pleasant.”  He looked at his finger.  “I would know.”

He flipped a series of switches, jump starting the arc reactor within the body.  Her eyes opened as Jacob put the final piece in before sealing it permanently and putting the skin on it.  Her eyes began to open up.  “Mistuh,” said the filly. “What am I doin' here?”

Jacob gave a sad smile, “Well kid, you and a lot of other ponies got wrecked pretty badly.  I am just here to fix them up.”

“What are yuh tawhkin' ...about?”  she looked at all the tubes.  “Celestia’s holy ass!  What in tartarus happened here?”

“Simple, the result of the unholy combination of idiots and power.” deadpanned Jacob.  “Now, I am going to activate your nerves.  This isn’t gonna feel good.  However, before I do that, what is your name?”

My name’s Babs, what aboutcha?” said the filly.”

“My name is Doctor Jacob Finch, but you may call me Jacob.” said the man.  “Now, lie down on the table and find something to bite down on.”

Screams echoed throughout the ship.  There would be a thirty minute laps, then a new scream would take the old one’s place.  It went on like that for the next week and a half weeks until Jarvis walked into the med bay.  “Sir, you need to take a break, at least drink something that isn’t coffee.”  

Jacob threw his mug at a nearby wall, shattering it to pieces.  “I’ll worry about me when I’m done!”  

An elderly stallion rose his head up.  His mechanical horn glowing once again.  He got up, and said, “Thanks young one, and here I thought that my magic was lost forever.”  

Jacob smiled as he put a hand on the stallion.  “It’s no problem Mr. Strings.” He proceeded to walk out the door to meet with his family, who showed up.  “As you can see Jarvis, there are more important things than personal health."  He sniffed his arm.  “I do need to take a shower though.”

“Indeed you do, Sir.” said his Butler.  

Jacob looked upon all of the empty stasis tubes.  He sighed in happiness before clutching his stomach.  “For some reason, I’m craving shawarma.  You know a good shawarma place?  I tended to some griffins here, and I think one of them owned a restaurant.”

“Well sir, I’m sure that we can find out you’ve slept and been washed.” said Jarvis as the pair walked away from the med bay.

Meanwhile, Mason has been unconscious throughout this whole event.  While he was dreaming, he met someone who looked very much like him.

Mason’s dream-

This dream consisted of one large, grassy plane.  Mason got up before turning around and seeing something peculiar.  It was a warrior clad in steel like armor that had rune plates etched onto it.  His blonde hair and steeled expression showed that he meant business.  “Hello, lookalike.” said Thor.

Mason backed away, “I know who you are, it’s just that I am having a hard time believing it.”  He then looked around.  “How is it that I am speaking in my own tongue here?”

“Simple,” said the demigod, “You are dreaming.  Before you ask, I am here to explain a few things to you.  Both you and your younger brother were accidentally displaced without buying any cursed item.  Your displacer, feeling guilty, gave you powers akin to my own.  Now you must have a question popping in your head.”

“Where did he get the power?” said Mason, finally getting it.  

“Exactly,” answered Thor.  “He reached into the multiverse and pulled hulk’s power along with my own.  Unlike your elder brother, your powers have literally fused themselves to your soul.”  A small, blueish wisp appeared.  It danced along, producing a glow whenever it moved.  “See?”

“Wait, so what happens now?” said Mason. 

“Simple.” said the Asgardian. “We fully will fuse into one being over time, but for now, we are at a partial fusion.  What you tasted in your battle with the living laser was but a fraction of the power of a fully realized Thor.  Just keep working, training, and trying.  Eventually, you will learn how to do what I can do, and much more, but first, you need to wake up.”

“What” said Mason.  His world shaking around him.

“Wake up!!” said a loud, thunderous voice.  Mason’s eyes cracked open to show a green giant shaking him.  “Bro?”

“What happened?” said Mason.

Caleb shrugged.  “I dunno.  After your fight, I brought you back here and put the laser guy in a mirrored ball.  Whatever you did really did a lot to you.  Jacob woulda came in to check on you personally, but he was kinda working on a bunch of other guys.  He kept mumbling, “My fault, my designs, my machines.” over and over and over again.  I think that he might have a few screws loose.“

‘’Oh.” said Mason in a worried tone.

“But hey,” said Caleb.  “I heard that he got out of that stuffy med room and is at a restaurant.  He even said that we could come by once you had recovered.  He actually found a place with meat.”  He took out a map and pointed to seemingly random point.

Mason gave out a smile.  “Then let us be off then.”  He reached out his hand as his hammer flew directly to it.  “You shall has’t lead the way though.”

Caleb smiled, opened a large window, climbed outside, and jumped to the coordinates.

Mason frowned, spun his hammer, and flew out.

When they got to the place on the map, they didn’t even know that it was a restaurant.  It looked more like a hut with a chimney attached.  Then again, it was called, “The Meat Hut.”  Inside was Jacob, eating some shawarma topped with tabbouleh on pita bread.  Outside the restaurant, Bubbles was eating a giant hamburger.  The cooks inside the place were griffins, most of them having cybernetic parts, while the head chef had a talon that turned into a chef’s knife.  “Come on,” said Jacob. “It’s on me.” The two looked at each other before walking in, and placing an order.  Once Caleb and Mason got bowl of chili and a BLT respectively, they began to chow down on the food.  Once they were done, Jacob payed for the food, along with a generous tip, and the five proceeded to walk out the place.  “Jarvis, remind me to come back here sometime.”

“Of course, Sir,” said the Butler.
> It's time that I came clean about somethings.
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

Dear my faithful audience,

If any of you had read many other author's fine displaced fics, you will be likely to see a future version of the main character of this story in at least a few of them.  While this wouldn't be an issue if I could connect the dots, the problem is that I really don't want to connect them.   If you are judging this based on the time differences between updates, then you may assume that it is due to a lack of effort.  However, that is the furthest from the truth.  The real problem is that I had written the future character to be boring and devoid of conflict.  There simply wasn't the spark that one would find in some older issues of comic books or some of the Marvel Cinematic movies.  I had unknowingly traded their souls, wit, and humor for cool powers.  Therefore, I have become decided to cancel this story in its tracks, and start over.

I created a new character about two weeks ago, and had been working hard on him sense.  He would take the mad science aspect of this story and make it better by being more grounded and dark with his approach.   He would be powerful, but he certainly wouldn't be immortal or omnipotent.  I failed once with a terrible doctor who crossover (From another name that I used), and failed you all again with this.  If I fail for a third time, then I will simply quit writing and use my free time to play Zelda or something.

Anyway, I have a couple of chapters written and approved by my editor, but I will only release it once I had written up to my first crossover, which won't happen for a bit.
Live Long and Prosper- Ink Sword