What happens when WWE Superstars end up heading to Equestria all because of Sin Cara being Sin Cara? Chaos probably.
What happens when WWE's own Sin Cara botches so hard he somehow ends up making a sequence of portals to allow WWE Superstars to go to Equestria? Well, quite a lot of things, involving the man most brought up, JOHN CENA.
Off in the locker rooms of the WWE a few hours before an event.
We join our hero, John Cena, sitting down on a bench, wearing a pair of headphones, listening to some Machine Gun Kelly. His head bobs a bit as he looks straight into his locker, looking at his other shirts and various attires. Today he’s decided to go with the standard Minnesota Vikings Purple ‘Hustle Loyalty Respect’ shirt and the purple hat. Suddenly the lights flicker as a Pink Portal appears out of nowhere, dropping a blue and yellow masked wrestler face first on the locker room floor next to him. John Cena pulls off his head phones, looking at the portal and the luchadore in confusement. “Sin Cara? What are you doing here, man?”
The luchadore, Sin Cara, quickly kips up to his feet, pointing his finger at the portal, just staring at it. John Cena looks at the portal, before turning back to the non-speaking Sin Cara. “That place isn’t like Slam City, is it? I don’t know if I could handle being a mechanic again.” Sin Cara fakes rolling up his sleeves, and walks back towards the portal, tripping and slamming his face right on the bench. He holds his nose as he rolls around, probably has a broken nose again. John Cena sticks his hand in the portal, attempting to feel around inside it. “I don’t really feel anything, Cara. Are you sure there’s something in here?”
He pulls his hand out of the portal, turning towards Sin Cara, who is still selling his broken nose by rolling on the ground, still not saying a word. He rubs the back of his head. “At least it’s not your finger again,” Cena says, while the head of a specific pink party pony slowly sticks out of the portal, looking towards Sin Cara and John Cena. Sin Cara stops rolling around, pointing his finger at the Pink Pony’s head, as it smiles at him, then suddenly pulls Cena through the portal. Sin Cara kips up, running towards the portal. He jumps as it disappears, slamming himself, head-first, into Cena’s locker and his attires.
Cena looked around at his whereabouts; he had been pulled into the portal by something… pink. He thought about it, as he looked around at his location. Everything was a lot more colorful, as if he was in a Cartoon… But not like the Rock ‘n’ Wrestling Cartoon, something far more recent like this. He couldn’t help thinking that he’d seen this place before. Suddenly, he heard a hyperactive voice, “Hey! Ihopeyoudidn’tmindthatIbroughtyouthroughtheportalsowecouldbefriends, ImeanthewrestlingandmylittleponysubredditsgottobesuchgoodfriendsthatIthoughtwecouldbefriendstoo, Mr.Cena!”
Cena turned around and looked down at the Pink Pony, who was taking a big breath, as his eyebrow rose, “Where am I, exactly?”
The Pink Pony grinned, and stood up, doing a ‘ta-da’ motion. “Welcome to Equestria, Mr. Cena. Now let’s have a party with me, Pinkie Pie!”
Pinkie Pie suddenly pulled out a Kazoo out of a mailbox and begun playing John Cena’s theme on it. Cena suddenly reached out and grabbed the Kazoo out of Pinkie’s mouth. “… Look, it’s not that I’m not happy to meet you. I had an important show that I got pulled from. I mean, I’m supposed to go on and wrestle for all my fans in a few hours, and they would be disappointed if I didn’t show up. Not to mention… It’s Seth Rollins.”
Cena didn’t like Seth Rollins much at all, as Pinkie Pie gasped, “Seth Rollins? He’s a meanie! Don’t worry Mr. Cena, we’ll have you back before your match.” Pinkie began hopping around Cena, and then began to hop towards Ponyville, “But let’s have the party!” Cena rolled his eyes a bit, and followed the Pink, possibly insane, Pony. As soon as Cena entered Ponyville, a light mint pony suddenly jumped onto his arm, clamping itself to his arm, he quickly shook his arm. “What are you doing,” he asked.
Pinkie turned and gave a loud gasp, grinning. “LYRA, Hi, how are you doing? Want to have a party with me?”
The mint pony called Lyra slowly slinked down Cena’s arm, looking at his hand, “Has anyone told you that you have beautiful hands?”
Cena stopped shaking his hand to look over at Pinkie. “What is she doing?”
Lyra was literally nuzzling his hand, probably getting attached to it, all of a sudden, she jumped off, singing. “I’ll be back.” Lyra quickly ran off.
Pinkie led Cena into Sugarcube Corner, he ducked inside, removing his hat as he did so, nodding towards Mr. and Mrs. Cake when he saw them. “Hello Sir… Ma’am.” The two owners of the establishment were shocked, to say the least, by the man’s appearance. John looked over at Pinkie, “Don’t tell me, Sin Cara was here, wasn’t he?”
Pinkie laughed, “Yeah, the masked guy was funny, he tripped, and slammed his face into some cake, it went EVERYWHERE! I even got some of the cake in my mouth. I think he’s quite the party human!”
Cena shook his head, “I’m… not surprised by his actions. He tries, though.” Cena turned back from Pinkie to the two Cakes, “I’m not a klutz like him, so…. I’m just going to sit down, if you all don’t mind, of course.” The two nodded as Cena took a seat at a table.
Pinkie looked up at him from the table, “Let me go call my friends, so we can set up your party, okay Mr. Cena?”
Pinkie gave a bit of a chuckle and quickly hopped off, Cena trying to talk to her as she left, “You don’t really have to throw any sort of party.” Too late, the pink mare had left the Corner, and Cena shook his head before turning to Mr. and Mrs. Cake, “Is she always like that?”
The two gave a light chuckle, as Mrs. Cake responded, “Oh, dear, don’t let it worry you, she likes to throw parties for anypony and everypony she meets, even if they aren’t a pony.”
The former WWE World Heavyweight Champion couldn’t help but also give a light chuckle at all this, “Sounds like pre-jealousy Adam Rose or Bayley. Truthfully, I know a few wrestlers who would love to see this place. Xavier Woods, Big E Langston, Bayley for sure… probably a vast majority of the divas division. It is quite different than what I’m accustomed to.”
The door opened, with a bell, as a trio of fillies walked in, not noticing John Cena, luckily. They walked over to the counter, ordering some Milkshakes. Cena looked at them, noticing their colors, one had a white coat and a purplish mane with a horn, one had a yellow coat and red mane, wearing a nice bow, and the last one had an orange coat and purple mane with wings as well. Cena sat there, as Lyra also walked into the Corner, carrying a measuring tool with her magic, strolling directly up to him, and grabbed his hand, measuring it. Cena just completely stared at her, “What are you doing, exactly?”
Lyra couldn’t help but chuckle as she stopped measuring, singing, “Nothing, human, don’t you worry one bit.” She then booped him right in the gut before prancing off.
The three fillies looked over at him, and the jaws hit the floor. He just stared at them, giving a light nervous chuckle before standing up, and walking back to the door. One of them quickly dashed over to him, the earth filly with the bow, looking up at him, “You’re another human, ain’t cha? Mah sister met one of ya before, he was standing on the roof of the barn. He fell right off of the barn and landed on his head, he did!”
Cena blinked, looking down at the filly, “Was… he wearing a mask, by any chance?”
The yellow filly nodded, “Yes he was! I’m Applebloom,” she then gestured to her friends, “That’s Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo. Hey girls, want to talk to a human!”
They both replied quickly, “DO WE!” Both of them quickly drank the rest of their milkshakes and dashed over, looking up at Cena. Scootaloo raised a hoof, “I got a question.”
Cena gave a bit of a chuckle, “Alright, what is it?”
Scootaloo grinned widely, “Can you fly?”
Cena blinked, “Uh… well, I don’t have wings, I don’t fly. Though I’ve been on a flying machine before.”
Sweetie Belle grins also as she responds, “Oh, you mean a balloon?”
The wrestler shakes his head, “No, I mean, well, humans have created machines capable of flying, and I’ve taken a ride in some of those.”
The three all were in awe of this fact, before Scootaloo’s eyes narrowed, “You aren’t just pulling our hoofs, are you?”
Cena chuckled, “If there’s one thing that I, John Cena, don’t do, it’s lie. My fans would not allow it.”
Applebloom blinks at the comment, “Ya got fans?”
Cena gives a nod, “Yes, I’ve been blessed with being pretty popular where I’m from.”
A snotty voice filled the air, as a pair of fillies walked in, “Look, it’s a liar. Only a loser would hang with those blank flanks, even if they aren’t a pony.”
The grey one chuckled a bit, “Good one, that was a good one.”
The pink one poked Cena in the leg, “I guess losers have to stick together, don’t they?”
The silver one chuckled nervously seeing the full size of Cena, “Uh… don’t you think you should stop?”
Diamond Tiara laughed haughtily, “Why should I, the loser isn’t going to do anything, because he’s a loser!” Cena just looked down at the pink filly, seeing her diamond tiara cutie mark, then looked at her friend. The three fillies he was talking to were looking… sad at being insulted. Cena reached down and picked up the spoiled filly, who shouted and wiggled, “HEY, PUT ME DOWN, MY FATHER WILL HEAR OF THIS! HE HAS ENOUGH BITS TO BUY YOU AND EVERYTHING, PUT ME DOWN! PUT ME DOWN RIGHT NOW YOU DIRTY HUMAN!” Cena walked a few steps, over to the trashcan, before dropping her inside, then walking back to the four other fillies.
The spoiled filly’s friend had her mouth wide open as Cena looked at her, “I feel bad for you having a friend like that who doesn’t appreciate you and acts like that.” Cena turns to the three as he puts his hat back on. “Applebloom, Sweetie Belle, Scootaloo, I’ll see you all later. Have a nice day, don’t let bullies like that get you down.” He then opens the door, looking back at the Cakes, “I’ll be back in time for the party, don’t worry, Sir… Ma’am.”
He then exits the corner, as Diamond Tiara wiggles in the trashcan, stuck, “HEY, HELP ME OUT HERE INSTEAD OF JUST STANDING THERE SILVER SPOON, I’M STUCK IN THIS DIRTY THING!”
Meanwhile, unbeknownst to everyone, deep in the Everfree Forest, another portal had opened in the middle of a timberwolf pack. A big musclebound shadowy figure emerged from it, the portal closing behind him. The timberwolves turned to him and rushed him en masse. He quickly caught one with a clothesline, instantly breaking it, madly punching a few others. One of the timberwolves rushed directly into a rough knee, as the shadowy figure roared in anger. He grabbed one of the rushing timberwolves, turning it around and german suplexing it onto its head, but he kept hold of it, as he repeatedly suplexed it. The timberwolves around noticed this, and quickly ran off. He picked the timberwolf off the ground, and hoisted it on top of his shoulders, turning it around as he jumped up, falling, slamming it directly into the ground. The timberwolf exploded into timber as the man stood up, his blonde hair showing in a little bit of light as he roared as loud as he could, birds scattering into the sky.
Cena was walking around Ponyville after the events at Sugarcube Corner, looking around, as he heard the faint roaring sounds coming from the Everfree Forest. The Marine rubbed the bridge of his hat, taking a small look in the direction of the roar, watching birds scatter from the trees, as he frowned, “I’ve heard that sound before.” He quickly dashed off in that direction, taking his hat off, holding it in his hand. He noticed something in the distance, though, on the edge of the forest. A purple pony with a horn and wings, he normally would question if that was possible, but then again, he’d seen much weirder. The Boogeyman, for example, and still occasionally lurked the closets. A small thought of the man eating worms, and breaking a clock over his head entered Cena’s head for a moment, and he shuddered a bit as he stopped next to the Purple Pony.
She was a bit surprised to see him, as she exclaimed loudly, facehoofing herself, “What? Another human, after the last one!?” Her eyes narrowed a bit, “How did you get here?”
He gave a bit of a chuckle, “Let me guess, short skinny guy, wearing a blue mask with yellow eyemask or something? Randomly makes things worse, though he’s trying to help? Doesn’t say any words, instead points at things?”
She just stared at him and looked around quickly, “Yes, that one… Is he here?”
He shook his head, “No, he’s not, I’m the only one here that I know of right now. But… he somehow created the portal that a pink pony pulled me through.”
She went back to staring at him, “Oh, so Pinkie pulled you through the portal?”
He gave a small nod, as another roar came from the Everfree Forest, and animals scattered out of it past the two. The Champ threw his hat beside him as he turned to the Everfree Forest, staring at it, “So, what’s in there? It seems to be getting closer. Oh… also, I’m John Cena, WWE Superstar.”
She blinked at the comment, “WWE… Superstar… John… Cena? I’ve never heard of you… Anyways, I’m Twilight Sparkle, Princess of Friendship, and as for what’s in there. I don’t have any idea. I have not heard that type of roar before.”
Suddenly a loud roar was heard again, but this time, words were shouted after it, “SUPLEX CITY!”
Cena heard this, he realized who was in there in an instant, talking to the Princess as he focused on the Forest, “You… better let me handle this, Princess… that’s another human that I know. He’s… not friendly at all… and pretty strong… pretty fast too.”
Twilight opened her mouth a moment to question who was in there, when suddenly a tree went flying out of the Everfree Forest, heading right at them. They both jumped over the tree to dodge it, before another roar was heard, and THE BEAST BROCK LESNAR rushed out of the Forest, his whole body looking red from anger. He was heading straight for John Cena. Lesnar was shouting out loud, “I’M GONNA TEAR YOU APART CENA!”
Lesnar went for a big clothesline, Cena ducked it, and hit him in the face, but Lesnar stood there, taking the punch, and just headbutted Cena in the face, dazing him. Twilight just watched the two fighting, before firing a bolt of magic at Lesnar’s back. However… Lesnar just stood there, turning around, letting out another roar, as he rushed at Twilight, picking up the purple alicorn and suplexing her onto the ground. Cena quickly rushed Lesnar as he got back up, jumping up and hitting him with a flying forearm. Lesnar stumbled back, as Cena rushed Lesnar, tackling him back into the Everfree Forest. Twilight slowly got up, rubbing her head, “Feels like I’ve been hit by Big Mac.” She looked around, “Where did they go?” Sounds of fighting were coming from the Everfree Forest, it was quite obvious where they went.
The two wrestlers were, indeed, fighting in the forest. Lesnar had stopped Cena’s tackle, grabbing him, and throwing him through a tree with an overhead belly to belly suplex. Cena got up, staring at Brock, gritting his teeth. Lesnar couldn’t help but laugh at the current situation, “I’m taking you to Suplex City. I’m going to take EVERYONE to Suplex City.” Cena took off his T-Shirt, throwing it at Lesnar. Lesnar caught it in his hand, before ripping Cena’s T-Shirt in half. The Beast motioned for Cena to bring it, and Cena rushed him. Lesnar goes for a big kick at him, but Cena grabs the leg, spinning Lesnar around. Cena grabs him by the back, and hits him with a big spin out powerbomb, and then drops a fist directly on his face.
John slowly got up, as Lesnar sat up, both men getting to their feet. Cena just stared, “Did your walrus-sized friend, Paul Heyman, put you up to this? How did you even get here?”
Lesnar gave a bit of a chuckle, “Are you too stupid to see it, John? Your failure of a friend sent me here, just like he did you.”
Cena’s eyes narrowed, Sin Cara made mistakes, he made a lot of mistakes, but he tried. It’s better to try and fail than to not try at all. Cena quickly dashed at Lesnar, and Lesnar just smirked at him. Both men began to trade punches at each other, until Lesnar began kicking at Cena’s gut, each strike resonating through Cena’s entire body. Lesnar then turned Cena around, and began to German Suplex him repeatedly. John was starting to get into trouble. He had faced this amount of suplexes before, and it wasn’t good. Suddenly, a pinkish beam hit Lesnar in the side, causing him to let go of Cena for the sixth German Suplex. Lesnar stood up, once again seeing the Purple Alicorn walk towards him.
“Get away from him, and go back to where you came from. This place isn’t for the likes of one such as yourself,” she said, her eyes narrowed as she stopped, her wings spreading.
Lesnar couldn’t help but laugh at this, he was getting told to leave from a pony, and a purple pony at that! He then just looked at her, “… Eat… Sleep…. Conquer… Repeat. I’m going to sign you up for a tour of Suplex City, just like I have Cena here.” Cena was a bit dazed from all this as he attempted to pull himself up. Twilight continued to blast at Lesnar with her magic, creating a continuous beam. Lesnar readied himself though, and looked to be taking the damage, without moving an inch from his spot. He gritted his teeth as he slowly began to move forward, getting closer and closer to the Alicorn Princess, something that would normally thought to be impossible. He finally reached within grabbing distance, the shocked Princess unable to dodge the grab, as he then gave her a German Suplex, then gave her a few more, before picking her up, hoisting her on his shoulders. “IT’S OVER!”
However, his call was a bit too early, as John Cena had gotten behind him, to pull the Princess down from his back. Lesnar quickly turned around, but Cena instantly kicked him in the gut, and hoisted him up on his shoulders. Cena quickly jumped up, slamming down Lesnar beside him with a lot of force, but wouldn’t let go of his head. That was his finishing move, the Attitude Adjustment. Cena slowly got up, picking the stunned beast up, before putting him on his shoulders, delivering a second Attitude Adjustment, then a third for good measure. He quickly turned Lesnar on his back, before grabbing his leg, locking it with his own as he reached over to grab Lesnar’s neck, locking in the STF Submission. Cena just stared down at Lesnar, “Go to sleep, Brock.”
Lesnar tried to fight off Cena from his stuck position. Twilight had gotten back up again, a little woozy from the whole thing. After noticing the two’s current situation, she sat back and watched, not wanting to mess with the overly musclebound man who had dropped her straight on her head multiple times. Lesnar attempted to grab Cena’s hands, attempting to pull him apart, but it had been too long. Lesnar finally passed out due to the STF, and Cena let go, rolling beside him, breathing heavily. Twilight walked up, and quickly used her magic to restrain Lesnar for the time being. She looked at Cena, “Hey… are you okay?”
John Cena gave a slight nod, before slowly sitting up, “Yeah, I'm fine… He won’t be up for a while, we have some time to restrain him while he’s out.” He gave a few deep breaths, “Hopefully… he’s the only other one that comes through the portal.” Cena suddenly thought about it, and realized there was one small problem with that, “I need to get Sin Cara here… Now.”
Meanwhile, back on Earth, in the arena.
Sin Cara slowly moved down the stairs, tripping and falling a few steps down. He fell down all the stairs to the basement of the arena. The entire basement was shrouded in darkness, so he couldn’t see anything in front of his face. Suddenly a white light appeared in the distance and drew closer. Sin Cara quickly turned around, getting up on his feet as he looked at the light more, seeing the bearded face of Bray Wyatt. Bray Wyatt gave a slow chuckle, “You there… I know what you’ve been doing. I know the power you have, and I want to use it to spread my own version of darkness where I so choose.” Sin Cara took a few steps back, and bumped into two big individuals, one wearing a sheep mask, and one just playing with his long beard. Sin Cara turned to the two men, shaking his hands at them in a pleading fashion before they grabbed him by the arms, dragging him off. Bray Wyatt held the lantern up to his face, giving another laugh, “The flames of the apocalypse are coming. Let them burn.” He then blew out the Lantern, shrouding the basement in darkness again.
John Cena and Twilight Sparkle stopped at the doors of Friendship Castle, the princess was still carrying the restrained and unconscious body of Brock Lesnar with her magic. The WWE Superstar’s first instinct was to look up at the Castle. He held a hand to block the sun as he gave a long whistle, “It’s bigger than Vince’s Mansion.”
The Princess looked over at him as she dropped Brock, right on his face. Brock muttered in his unconscious state, the drop not really waking up the massive beast. Twilight then replied, “Vince? Who is Vince?”
Cena laughed as he picked up Brock over his shoulder, “He’s… my boss. Truthfully, the man can be… a bit egotistical and crazy. He’s had my back a lot though. Pretty much since my first days wrestling in the WWE. Anyways… where are we?”
Twilight grinned, “John Cena, welcome to Friendship Castle. It’s my home here in Ponyville. Let me get that for you.” She once again picked up Lesnar with her magic, before bringing him inside. Cena followed close behind. She looked back at him, speaking, “So, do you know this human?”
Cena rubbed the back of his head, “Yeah… Brock Lesnar, The Beast. He usually hangs around with a fat walrus looking guy though… His name is Paul Heyman. The fact that he’s not here worries me. He’s probably planning something. Something big. Really big. Speaking of which, do you know how to locate Sin Cara?”
Twilight set Brock Lesnar down on the floor of the main hall, a couple members of the guard walked up and attempted to drag the hugely muscular man away. They didn’t have much success, so about another four guard ponies walked in, and finally they were able to pull the Beast down to a holding area. The Princess turned to him, her wings extending a bit and they folded back up, “I might know something, but you’ll have to follow me.” She turned around and headed back to the main room of the castle, where the map was.
In an unknown location.
The prone form of Sin Cara was dragged in by Erick Rowan and Luke Harper, a bag was over his head, as the leader did not want to have the luchador know where exactly he was. Luke Harper set him down in a chair, and removed the bag from his head. The other side of the room was mostly darkness, but a light turned on, revealing Bray Wyatt in a rocking chair, he grabbed his beard, “Do you have any idea how much trouble it took for us to find you? Do you know how much we need you right now? You have a destiny to fulfill, to let us spread darkness and fear across the lands. Your power is needed… and we’re going to push it to its limit.” Bray Wyatt gave a crazy laugh, as the lights flickered, revealing that they were in a warehouse of some kind…. Also Braun Strowman, the Black Sheep of the Wyatt Family, was standing outside a makeshift wrestling ring, standing right next to a trampoline. Bray Wyatt laughed again, before he stopped laughing suddenly, looking at Sin Cara, “You remember the past you, right? You remember that trampoline… We need you to use it again. Open up the hole that the forces of darkness need. Do so willingly, and you will be spared from the apocalypse. If you choose to not help us spread…” Luke Harper suddenly picks up Sin Cara, grabbing him by the throat by both arms and lifts him into the air. Erick just tilts his sheep mask-covered face at this. Sin Cara tries to claw at Luke’s Arms as he’s getting choked. Bray smirks at the situation of Sin Cara, “You’ll live and die a million times in an instant. I give you the illusion of choice, but you, like everyone, really have no choice.”
“Bray, call your family off. The man is useless if he dies, and we don’t want that, would we?” Bray waves off Luke, and Sin Cara is put back into the chair as a man walks out from the corner of the room. It’s… the advocate of Brock Lesnar, Paul Heyman. He’s got a big smirk on his face, a sickening one, the same one he had when his client defeated The Undertaker at Wrestlemania. He walks over to Sin Cara, staring at the Luchador, “You see… Mr. Cara. My client, Brock Lesnar had gotten bored of the WWE, he won the title, defeated John Cena, defeated The Undertaker, that he wanted to go attempt to conquer a new land. You sent him there, I know you did. That’s alright, he provides me an… opportunity. You see, I want to do something. I want to do it to SPITE Vince McMahon. I’m going to take all his best wrestlers, and I’m going to take them with me to that new land. We will own everything, it will be the glorious empire that Vince never could muster. With Brock Lesnar and The Wyatt Family, we have made a good start to the path of breaking Mr. McMahon. I only regret that I won’t be able to see every second of his breaking down. Now… come on Sin Cara, I know you’re upset that Vince has never really given you a chance, and I’m giving you the opportunity to start a new empire.”
Sin Cara just stares at Paul Heyman, and attempts to spit at him, but… well, he’s wearing a mask, so spit ends up leaving through the bottom of his mask. Paul just shakes his head, pointing at Luke. Luke picks up Sin Cara again, and begins walking him towards the trampoline. Sin Cara is fighting it the whole way. Suddenly a box topples over with a thud, and everyone in the room turns over to it, expecting someone to rush from that side. Suddenly, from the other side of the room, DEAN AMBROSE POPS OUT OF A TRASHCAN, throwing the lid at Luke Harper’s face. It hits him straight in the mouth, causing Luke to let go of the luchador. Erick rushes after Ambrose, but suddenly, Roman Reigns jumps out from the boxes, hitting him with a Superman Punch, sending Erick’s mask flying as the man stumbles around. The Samoan, Roman Reigns, cocks his wrist as he looks at Bray. Braun has already left the ring and rushes Roman. Braun attacks Reigns, as Bray Wyatt laughs in the chaos, grabbing Sin Cara, dragging him over to the Trampoline. Bray lifts Sin Cara up, but Ambrose hits him in the gut with his head, causing Sin Cara to drop… directly on the Trampoline. Sin Cara flips through the air, as Ambrose looks over, “Hey, Roman, brother, we’re going on a trip, get the popcorn ready.”
Roman throws Braun into a bunch of cardboard boxes, as he looks over at Sin Cara, shouting out loud, “Oh, no, no we’re not. GRAB HIM!”
Suddenly, a black and red masked man goes swinging by, the light reflecting off his orange beard as he shouts, “OLE!” He goes down to grab Sin Cara with his hand, but Sin Cara’s hand misses by inches, as he lands straight on his neck in the middle of the ring.
The pure botching power of Sin Cara on the trampoline makes a portal open, but something’s different… It seems to be pulling people in, as it pulls Sin Cara in…. and the masked man soon after. Ambrose stares at Reigns, “… This is why you don’t ask for Generico!” The Wyatts quickly rush into the portal, along with Paul Heyman. Ambrose and Reigns look at each other, before also running inside of the portal.
The portal slowly pulls more things in, as the doors of the room open up, revealing a few more shadowy figures, one of them speaks, “… Well, that can’t be good. Xavier, Big E, you guys think we should go after them?”
One of the shadowy figures, the shortest one, is slowly being dragged towards the portal, he attempts to walk the opposite way, to try to fight the pull, but eventually turns around, “Forget it, I got this, just like I got the Power! IT’S A NEW DAY, YES IT IS! Let’s just go!”
Back to Equestria and the Friendship Castle.
John Cena sits in a chair, staring at the Princess who was on the other side of the Equestria Map, he blinks in confusement, “Tracker? You mean you put some kind of tracker on the Luchador?”
She gave a slight nod, “That human gets into so much trouble, the girls and I thought it would be best if we at least made sure to know where he was, so he wouldn’t cause as many problems. Truthfully, it wasn’t on the radar last time I checked, but maybe…” She pulled out an action figure of Sin Cara, looking at Cena, “I can explain, he had this on him when he visited. Some kind of figure, so this thing should show us where he is. I just need to activate the tracker on it and…” Her horn lit up as the figure glowed, and suddenly began moving on the map in front of both of them. It stopped above the Crystal Empire. She blinked at its location, “The Crystal Empire? What could he even be doing there?”
John rubbed his chin with a pair of fingers, thinking, “… Well, his portals could theoretically send anyone anywhere in this world. I mean… I was brought out here in Ponyville, Brock was probably in that forest, and… Sin Cara was over there. I mean… what if…”
John Cena couldn’t finish his thought as suddenly another portal opened above them, spitting out the red and black masked luchador, right down on top of the map. He landed back first, letting out a grunt, as he spoke, slowly getting up, “Generico no… dealing with Sin Cara anymore. No bueno. Bad, very bad. Si. Need Tacos.” Cena and Twilight just stared at the sudden appearance of El Generico. Generico looked from one to the other, staring ahead for a few moments, then pointed a finger in the air, “OLE! Generico obviously dreaming. Cena and purple burro. No Rey Mysterio.” He slowly laid down, pretending to sleep.
Cena pulled Generico up and shook him, “What happened, what are you doing here?”
Generico stammered out words as he was being shook, “Walrus, no bueno. Beards, crazy red, samoa man. Sin Cara fell on trampoline. No bueno at all, portal everywhere! Chico Guerrero Taco ENCHILADA!”
Cena dropped Generico back onto the map, “… Princess, we… we might be in trouble here.”
The blonde haired CHAOS stableman was all decked out in his wrestling gear, wearing his red wrestling robe and his wrestling tights. He hadn’t really changed out of his gear yet from the show that New Japan just had. He shouted at the top of his lungs as he hit his bottle of beer against a group of beers, belonging to some of his fellow CHAOS Stablemates, “Cheers!” He slyly pulled out a DVD with his free hand, showing them the cover…. which had his face on it. He gave a grin, “You all would buy my DVD when it comes out, right? Toru Yano’s Self Produced DVD Project! I mean…” He pulled out another DVD marked CHAOS, and grinned, “The school one is a best seller! Because you all listened to the Producer! Say it with me, THE PRODUCER’S WORD IS LAW!”
One of them, a man wearing sunglasses with a shaved head was looking straight at Yano, “Just get us more beers and stop trying to sell us DVDs.”
Yano chuckled as he stood up after drinking the rest of his beer, “… Geez, alright, Ishii.” He stood up as he made his way over to the fridge of the bar. He slowly opened it, taking a look around. “Bottled Water….” He picked up one of the bottled waters, still looking for another case of beer, apparently… they were out. He laughed a bit as he closed the fridge, looking at the others. “Hey, we’re out of beer! The truck won’t come in till tomorrow, I think we’re done.” Yano gave them all his typical ‘I dunno’ face while everyone else just stared at him in silence.
The rest of the group then stood up, as a collective groan was heard. They all bid good night to Yano as they all left, a few of them dragging out the really drunk YOSHI-HASHI who was out like a light. He took a look around the bar, chuckling as he took a look back at the dvds in his hand, “Red Shoes better buy ten thousand copies!”
Yano took a sip of his bottled water as he walked off to check the damages to the bathroom, he opened it, but only saw darkness. The lights must have gotten broken by drunk YOSHI-HASHI again. He took a step inside the bathroom, and closed the door behind him. He really couldn’t see much in the dark, he reached behind him, grabbing nothing. He turned to see if the door was there, but… it wasn’t. He saw a bit of a flash behind him, and turned to see another door. Giving a shrug, he opened that one, and came upon… an interesting land. Somewhat dark, but not really, he took a look around at his surroundings. Random things were floating around, some things were upside down, clouds were floating around his nose, he opened his mouth and inhaled, sucking in the cloud. He coughed a bit as he swallowed it, it tasted like cotton candy. He attempted to take a step forward, but he didn’t seem to be going anywhere. He took a look down and saw that his feet weren’t on any sort of ground. Giving another shrug, he attempted to swim through the area. The Japanese Wrestler was moving forward due to this, and he started making his way to the only house in the area.
He stopped swimming for a moment, watching a figure fly closer. He stopped, as he watched an… equine dressed like a mailman spinning by in front of him. The mailpony seemed to be, well, unable to stop himself, and the sight of the human was just not making things easier for him. Yano just let him go by and chuckled to himself, “This place is really something. This was in my bathroom?” He laughed as he turned around, doing the backstroke in the direction of the house. He stopped before bumping his head, and oriented himself to face the door, before just rapidly knocking on the door. He then took a drink of his bottled water, waiting, as he heard a voice shouting from the other end, “Okay! Okay! Geez, the nerve of that mailpony! I already got my letters!” The door opens, and the moment it opens, Yano just spits the water out, mist-like, at the figure that opened the door. After Yano chuckles a bit, he finally looks at who he spit the water at… some kind of multi-animal hybrid. He was dripping with water. They both just stared at each other for a few moments, before Yano flashed the DVD’s in front of the hybrid.
“You knock on my door, the Lord of Chaos, Discord… and you then spit water into my face, and then flash me dvds? Exactly who are you? I know you’re a human from that… other world… but you are being very rude.” Yano just stares at Discord for a few moments, before shaking more water at Discord. However, the Chaos Lord responds by making an umbrella appear and holding it to block the water, and then suddenly water is sprayed from the umbrella, getting Yano all wet. Discord raises the umbrella, giving a bit of a snicker, and Yano throws the water bottle at his head, it hits Discord right in the head, and they both continue to stare at each other. Yano shows the DVD’s again, water dripping from them. Discord just stares at the DVDs, before taking them, and he tries to pull them out of Yano’s hand, but Yano isn’t letting go. Discord mutters, “You hand them out to me, you want me to take them.”
Yano grins, “You buy them! Buy them from me, ten thousand copies! Best DVD’s ever.”
Discord lets go of the DVDs, “Oh, well then. I’m not buying. The Lord of Chaos does not deal with door to door salesmen.” He reaches up and zips the door closed. Yano just stares at the zipper, and tries to pull it back up. It’s putting up resistance, as Discord’s probably holding down the zipper. Yano lets go, to take a few steps backwards. He quickly runs up, and tries to break through the window, but the window acts like a trampoline, and sends him flying across the chaos realm. Discord slowly unzips the door, looking to see if Yano is around. He is not, so he closes the door, and turns back to the inside of his house, just in time to get hit in the head with a large white turnbuckle pad. Discord just stares at him, “Leave.”
Yano smirks as he raises the turnbuckle pad up again, “Nope.” Unfortunately, the turnbuckle pad is yanked from his grasp. When the Japanese Wrestler turns around, there’s another Discord behind him. The trolling Japanese Wrestler is lifted by his body by the two Draconequus and is carried to the door.
Another clone, a third one, appears to open the door, and the two throw him directly out the open door. The main one closes the door, “Well, some people can be so annoying. That human was hard to get rid of.” He snaps his fingers and the other two disappear, and he turns around to take a few steps, until he sees something that shocks him. Yano is back, and this time, he’s got another water bottle. Discord pulls out the umbrella, opening it in front of Yano. “I am not doing this again. I am above this.”
Yano shows the DVD again, “Buy the DVD.”
Discord shakes his head from behind the umbrella, “No, I WILL NOT BUY YOUR DVD.” A hand emerges from the chimney and drags the Japanese Wrestler up and out of it. Discord lowers the umbrella, and well… the door opens, and Yano walks back in.
“BUY THE DVD!” Yano keeps showing Discord the DVD. Discord creates a door and slams it in Yano’s face, Yano just walks around it, looking at Discord, showing Discord the two dvds. “I am Super Producer and New Japan Pro Wrestling CHAOS Member Toru Yano!”
Discord looks at him, “CHAOS? I’ll show you chaos!” He points the umbrella up, and it creates a rain cloud above Yano. It begins to rain chocolate, and Yano stands there. He rushes over to the kitchen, covered in the chocolate, throwing everything at Discord. Discord dodges plates, spoons, knives, forks, bowls, and even a rubber chicken that almost hits him right in the face. “Stop this! Do me a favor, and flick that light switch next to you.”
Yano stopped throwing things, an apple in his hand, as he flicked the light switch, suddenly everything went completely dark. Loud thuds were heard, and then the lights flicked back on, Yano was apparently standing over Discord, the apple shoved straight in his mouth. Yano showed him the DVD, Discord pulled out a white flag, and waved it into the air, giving up, spitting out appleseeds. Yano gives his 'I Dunno' face in response to the flag.
