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// ERROR TWO: Assisstance is Being Misinterpreted. Clear Up Misunderstandings?  <Y>/N 
// Story: Missing Number Escapes To Equestria 
// by The REAL Mister Pkmn 
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All those that had seen it were transfixed. What exactly was that thing? Nevertheless, Celestia collected herself, and directed her attention to the six heroes. “I believe you know what to do. Go- find this monstrosity, and bring it down, whatever it even is. You are our best hope.” The six nodded in confidence, mostly.

A flash of silver magic opened up a portal in the room, and Luna spoke. “This is the fastest route to where the creature is. Make us proud.” the six heroes then jumped through the portal.

The portal closed behind them, and they had found themselves in the Frozen North- or what was left of it. The strange creatures had already made their mark, making the land itself misshapen and unrecognizable. Off in the distance, they spotted the creature that they took for the leader. Just as Rainbow was about to speed off towards it, Twilight caught her telekinetically. “Careful! Who knows what things might happen if a pony touches one directly! Let’s get closer, but not too close.”

Rainbow grumbled reluctantly, but understood the sentiment. The six came closer to the towering creature, and it seemed to gaze everywhere, but also nowhere. Then, the strange garbled noise came from it again.

"̷̧̘̻̗͉͔̘̬̥̃͛̏̌̑͛͗̒͊̓͆̄̀̚͠ͅḨ̵̰̱̦͕̫̾̾m̶̧̨̧͇̳̝̫͕̮̙̟͔̓͐̒?̸̡̡̜̝̬̘͈͙͇̼̜̼͉͙̊̍͆͊͆͘͝ ̵̱̬̻̥̝̙̜̼̳̯̫͕͆̍͑̒̀̓̋̇̏̽̚N̵͙͓̟̬͚̩̤̺̦̦̼͙͖̈́̅̂̄͜ȁ̵̟̺̠͓͇̼̲͚͗ẗ̴̡͍̤̤̯͉̻̺̄͐͂̌́͋̇̆͘i̴̢͖͈͚̲͎̯̎̅̐̄͋̉v̸̡̛̩͖͕̼͙̘̥̻͖̠̹̤̮̈́͆̎̃̃̓̑̏̓̄̿̓̊̿ͅę̸̗̯̩͈̳́̓̈̑̾̒̚͠ś̵̳͈̦̠̹͋̎̂͊̆̎͗̔͌̍̈́̀̿͘?̴͓̣̯͕́͂͑̀͌̊͌̈́̔̎̎̆̈̂ ̶͎͔͇͓͙̯̖͓͉̟̔̀͑͋̈́͋͗̈̓̓͘͝͝͠W̴̬̻̥͛́̏̋͝ḣ̸̡̢̢̺̞̼̫̗̼̙̤̍͗͛́̃́̀̚͘ͅa̷̖͌̎̒̓̂̄͆̀̈̚̚̕ţ̸͕̠͙͕͈͙͈̫̯̮͖̩̥̃͒̔͋͒͠ ̶̡͇̗̂b̶̙̱̃͐̂́̅ṟ̵̨̤̦̣̺̥̩̬̜̟͙̟̋̆͋͛̉̈́̌̿͠ȉ̵͍̩͖̳̥͈͉̍̂̓́̎̿͒̽̚̕͝n̵̨̢͇̟̠̗̟͕̤̦͛͆g̴͚͒̿̈́͛s̵̼̪̞̠͍̲͇̝̤̯̺͔̈͋̎̈́́̽̈̆̽̊́͆͘̕ ̵͍̳͍͔͇̂̂̌̿͂̽̓̂̅̋͝͝y̷̛̟̖̰̾̊͆̕o̷̬̓̔̔̔̚u̸̯͉̦̐ͅ ̴̩̹̙̦̦͇̬̟͙̮̹͎̘̩̆̄̈́́̐͐̕h̸͇͕̟̫̱͈̖͚̘͚͂͆͛̄͜ͅè̵̛̬̦͚͚̰͎̗̳͎̳̪̳̈̋͋̑̄͌̓̑̓̍́̍̋ͅr̸̛̲̣̗͖͉̮͐̀̓͋̐͂̇͐̓̃͘͝͝ȩ̸̛͉̣̗̩͕̺͚̠̅̀̓̀̉͆̆̔̊ͅ?̶̭͓̘͖̗͓̑̍̂͂̀͌ ̷̨̳̲͙̯̞̭̮̫̝̙̤̔̋̐͛I̴̳̝̺̞̮̪͆̉̚͝ͅt̵͚̦͚̱̪͍͕̻̘͍͇̬͔̊̒͑͜͝ ̶̢͕̙͙̮̩̼̊̍̊̌͐̔͛̓̄́͆̕̕͝͠i̴̧̢̬͕̩̰͓̹̍̃̋̑̕s̶̡̡̨͖̹̃͒̕ṋ̵͈̙̦̖͉̯̦̩̱͇͖͆̽̓͝'̴̨̗̘͕̗̳̣̜͈̙̹̥̔̔̃̿̽́́ţ̵̭̗͚̘̞͙̳̺̎͌͌͒̃̔̋̋͒ ̷̢̨̦̻͕̙̠̤͇̗̘́̍͊ͅs̴̡̛͓̠̩͚͛̑̆́͘ą̷͖̫̠̯̪̫̤̺̥͐̅͊͘͜͠f̸̡̡̧̭͕̞̲͖͈̳͖̀̽̇̅̈́̚ȅ̴̢̟̣̟͎̫̩̻̟̤͇̰͉̮̿͒̃̌̅͝͝ ̸̫͚͂͊͘͝f̴̗̗̖̗̳̱̞̱̽̑̇̑̑͊͘̕͠o̴̰̺͙͙͆̾͑͑͌ͅr̴̡̯͓̩͍̜͓̰̣̮̄͜ ̶̣̹̏͌̚͘y̸͕̲̮͑̌̄̑̑̆͊̈͂̿̒͋̕o̸̡̖̪͊̈́͐̂͒͘͜ü̷̟̲͎̑̿͐̈́̑͋̅͆̃̀̎͠͝͝ ̴͈̌̆̓̈͑ţ̵̧̧̦̟͓̼͇̟͓͗̀̐͝ọ̴͂̓͗̓̏̍̽ ̵͕͕̎̉͑͜b̸̟̦̭̟̯́̅́̃̓͜͜ȩ̵̛͖͙̖͔̳̜̞͎̺̰͚͊̒̀̋͋͛́͛̄̋̀ ̴̡͕̗̞̞̘̻͎͎̘̠̺̊̑̒͆̒̅͒͐̔̎̚͘͘͘h̷̡̧̢̨͓̳̺̥̲̤̫̠̝͕̒̉̔̈́̐̓̄͋̿͐̉͗̍̀̚e̸̡̙͈̹̹̞̘̻͝ͅr̶̡̢̭̰̍̌̍̚͠é̷̢̘̮͒̀̈́̆̂́̀́̃̍̆̔̀̕͜.̷̤̦̫̠̻̘͂́̾̿̓̽͂͒̎̎̈́̆͑̀ͅ ̵̛̗͑͋͘͘͝͠͠ͅ'̴̦̤̙̖̦̪̳̉̈́͑̽͗͊̐̇̽̈́́́͜G̶̡͎͎̺̻͔̳̯͉͓̣̯̺̾̎̽̍̕͜͝l̷̔̾̑̈́ͅi̷̢̞͔̗͔̺̻̿̈́̋͗̎̀̋̆̿̉͆̃͘͝͝ţ̷͚̝̬̪͈͉̬̳̳̦̙̫͓̿̈͘͜c̵͖̀̂̚h̷̛͔̥̯̦̻̫̖̾͆̽͋̈́̍́̚͝'̴̡̩̦̥̞̖̜͛ͅ ̷̛͍̬̪̥̻̿͑̅̔͊̓̏̃̀̀̋̕͘r̵̯̮̪̱̭̪̟̮̩̥̖̮̼͊͒̓͝é̴̫̏͋͐͛̓͑͂͒̅̕m̵̨̲̹̦͍̦̪̩͔͉̣̦̼̪͛̾̔̉͆̐͆͋̂̂͒̾̀õ̸̙̖̟͓͈̘̻̍̉͝v̶͚̠̦̞̳͕̼̳̗̲̼̥̔̈́͑͆͗̉̚͜ą̸̡̢̫͕̺̪̮̤͉̤̇̐͛̾̆̈́͠l̴͚̰̻͈̻̖̣͕̔̔̓̇̂̈̈́̔͆̀̚̚͝ͅͅ ̶̙̰̥̜̙̪͕̻̗̩̹̤̋͑̇̔c̶̛̟͐̔̈̀̚å̶̢̀́͝n̶̨̡̝͖͈̯͐͜ ̴̧͚̼͖̙̗̀̈́̉̃̂̆͗̊͂͂ḅ̴̧̳̮͔̝̮͚̑̄̍̌̆͐͑̀̿̽̕ͅẹ̸̩̬͇̈́͊͒̆͌̾ ̸̧̨̛͈̯͈̥̥̾̌̌̈́͂̓̋̒̂̉̓̕͝h̷̨̢̛͇̥͔̻͍͓̬̦͓̣͈͍̼̃̆̔́̃̎̈́̏͌͘a̷̛͍̳̫͂̿̇̇̽̿̌͒̈́̃͊z̸̯̻̱͓̝͍͕̥̙̜̟͇͔̽̋̄͂̈́̓̃̆̚͜͝ȁ̵̡̫̱̹͎̘̑̀̌͑͗̄̾̈́̆͘̕͜͠ͅr̸̨̤͕͇͖̣̯̻̬͉͕͎̯͛̋̾̄̆̎́̾̏͂͠ḑ̴̩̫͍̠̯͈̣̺͖̮̖̻̜̤̽̓ö̸̟̦̭́̉̆̆́̐͌́̈́͠ù̸̻̭́̇̉̓̑̂͆̿͛̀̚͘͘͜ş̸̡͔̫̲̗̱̪̬͓̥͙̣̀͘ ̴̦̔̉͌̇̈́͗t̵͈̟̰͍͕̓̂̃͑̈́̑̈̉̇͆̽̊̆̎ơ̸̙̗͓͙̓͋͆́̒̿̒̀̈̏̏̓̒̚͜ͅ ̵̡̼̗́̓̌̋͗͋̄̇ŕ̵͔̠͚̺ͅè̵̡̠͇̭̣̤̠̮͍͖͍̩͖͊̔̾̍̊̄̐͌̐̀͗̚͜g̵̨̝͈̪͕̖̗͓̊͒͊̉̏̓͐͌͂̓́͛͂̑̕͜ͅu̶̘̠̙͈͍̹̭͗́̒͊̿́̌̏̍̉̌̅͝l̷̡̛͍̮̘̣͍̱͙͗̍̂̃́̍́̿̔̓͌a̴̢͇̗̓͆̉͆̄̅̇͘͝ṛ̷̛̹̙̩͍̼̬̃͐͛̈̉̎͌̏͐͘͝͝ ̶͕̤͔̖̳̞̆̋̆̽̐̑̃͋̚̕͜͝f̷̡͍̜̟͕͙̓̽͌̽̑̽͗̑̇͐͌͂̑͘͜ͅǫ̷͈͕̪͎̪͓̤̲̈́̓͜l̷̢̬͕̙̫̺͎̞̆̈͜k̵̢̯͕̹̦̜͖̥͔̮̭̞̓͜͠.̵̰̬̪͌̇̎̐͆͊͑̀̅͆́́͠ ̷̰̺͚͑̊͛͒̀̒͋͗̕P̶̨̨̩̭̥̤̥͓̞̰̹̱͈̄̋̈l̴̺͈̘̮̘̦̈ͅḛ̵̡̛̀͊̋̐̍̊͑̄̅̐͜͝͝ą̴̧̟̟̼̗̠͇͉̟̥̪̮͔͉̓̈́̄͂̂s̶͍̰̟̽͆̀̊̊̈́̂̃͌͠ę̷͉̱̞̳̣̠̮̫͍͎̯͜͜͝,̷̣̻̆̎͒̎̌̍̈́̐́͝ ̷̢̯̗͙͑̏̊̓͌͂͊̚̕͠ͅl̴̢̛͍̯͕̻̱̝̦͇̞͚͗͛̾̑͒̕̚̕͝͝ę̴̢̛̛̘̰̬͎̟̟͖̣̭̲̮̑̃̈̏̈͒̔̚ͅͅa̵̢͗̋̉͂̌̚͝ͅṿ̴̗̺̫͓͍̑e̶̛̦̮͇̐͋͒͝ ̴̼̱̙̺̩̘̺̗̘̪͙̼̍̓̏̈́͗̇̔͗̚͘͝͠t̸̤͈̜̩͖̳̳̝̋̌̊͐͜͠ḫ̴͍͖̝̟͉͈̙͉̲̳̝͊͂̑̌̾͊̆̎̆͊͠͝͠ͅí̵̲͕̟̜͖̤̪̱̾̊͌̂̐s̴̙͕͍͙̜̞͚̥̣̀͋́̊͛̿̈̃̔̔͒̕͜͝ ̷̨̨̼͚̼͔̺̭͛̓́̂t̶̬͖͓̘̟͍̬̗͔̏̄̃ő̸̲̪̫̯̥͍̭̜̜͎̹͓̑̀͛̊̐͒͌͐̂͆̌͜ͅ ̶̦͓̠͎͈̲̮̝̪͕̮̳̱̍̿̉͐͌͋͗̒͆̈́̉͂̀͘ͅả̶̧̨̧̡̡̞̲̥̮͓̼̫̩̞̀͋́̄ͅ ̸̢̗͎̫̜̗͕͍̺̙̻̰̀̓̔̓͌̈́̄̋̚p̸̟̦͖͇̞̤̜̖̊̽̅̓͆͘r̴͖̝̟̆͑o̶͕̯̪̳̦̜̖̓̌̎̇̽̈́̈̍̽̔̚͜f̴̨̺̹̳̜͙͕͓̰̹̍̽͛̾͆́ȅ̶͕͔͚̫̉͐̈̄͆͊̾s̴̛͕̯̆͘̚s̷̨̢͎̫̲̫̩͇̤̼̩̓͋̆̿̒ͅi̷̢͈̾͌̄͂̚o̸̢̢̠̣̰̝̼̭͚̯̓̂͆n̸̞̙̤̗̰̉̒̐͊̋̓̐̿̕͘a̷̛̻͖̹̮̲̪̠̽͋̂̆̋̉́̆̌͛̂͘͘ļ̷̛̱̲̝̜̪̭̇̀̎̾̈́̆̇͌͑͂̓̐̂͆.̸̥̘͉̦̱̳͖̺͓̻̱̱̺̞̓̿̈͐̆̿́̌̒͝͠"̷̛̛͙́͗̒̓̽̂̅͋̏͗̓̚͝

The six ponies stepped back a little. There was no doubt about it. That was definitely speech, despite how strange it sounded. However, they had no idea what exactly was said. They tried conferring with Pinkie, but even she couldn’t make out what had been said. They decided that it didn’t matter much- this creature was the root of the problem, and they would remove it no matter what. They each tapped into their Elements, letting them wash over their bodies. Rainbow grinned. “You better get your last words over with, punk! ‘Cause after we’re done with you, all this will go away!”

As each of the girls was encompassed in rainbow light and gained additional colors, They half-expected it to go into a state of panic. However, the creature stood there, unmoving, uncaring. It did, however, speak once more.

"̶̦̭̫̭̣͕͍̝̗̪͑̆͆̌́͝͝Y̷̨̤̙͇̜̖̜͇̜̠̱̔̀̈͛́͊̿͒̆͘o̸̡̢͕̪̫̩̝̬̪̠̹͆͆̄̎̈́̀̆͊͑̑̆͊̄́̕ư̷̡̧͈͚͇͎͍̹̮͚̻̎́̈́͑̋̐͋̿̓̊̽́̋̚ ̵̧̨̛̬̟͍̼̩͙̣̠̆̇͌̀̎̏͆́͝͠m̵͙̰͍̥̙͓̼̙͈͇͇̲͒͑̂̾͂̈̍̀̀̀̄́̕͘͝í̸͔͔̼͉̮͖͙̣̎̒͝s̴̢̝̫͙̗̮̗̝̪̦͔̪̣̈́͌̓̏͆ũ̴̜̙͇̘͋͗̂͛͒̇̑̚͘͝n̴̡̛̽͛̆̾́̉̔́̕͘̚ḓ̵̨̯͔̭̐͊̾̀̇̃̿͒̉͑̊̾͂͘ḙ̶̺̘͈͈̥̩̬͔̼͒͆́̎̿̈́̓͊̆̏̈́̓̚͝ȑ̶̘͕͑̅ͅs̸̨̨͈̤̞̣̩̣̖͔͊̔ẗ̴̡̹͓͉̣̫̺̯̙̻̗̭̠̻́̀̌̈́̂͛̋̀͜ȁ̵̻̳̈́̈̏͒̀͋n̶̢̞̲̠͍̘̗̰̬̽̍ḍ̸͙̤̲̯͍̰̗͖̙̉ͅ.̴̯͉̲̠̬̏͛̅̏̏̔̈́̚͝ ̸̨̠̑̾̚I̶̖̖͓̦͚̦͗̃̍̈͗̒̐́̄̾͠͝'̵̙̞̯̭̟̰̪͍͎̒̌̂̔́̋͊̋̕͘͝m̷͔͙̪̞̼̲̖̮̋̀͛̔̐͑̉̔́̀͊̓ ̵̛͇̘̥̰͉̭̪̽̑̃̃́̂̃̉͂͒͒̂͠h̴̛͈̥͎͋̈͌̈́͒̈́̇̆̅́̓̎̐͝ę̶̃́́̊̽͗̚͜͠͠r̷̟̞̋̾́͆́͌͌̑̚e̸͈̙̟̤̖͙̯̬̖̣̬͓̘͑́̐̊͑̑͗͋͘ ̸͎̳̬̣̬̺̮̘̕ț̴̨̛̛̛̲̲̍̋̿̒́͐̈͂́̚ő̷͕̟̩͉̝͎̫͔͉̙̮̮́̿̓̀͜ͅ ̴̯͋̃̆͒̀̈́̓͌͑͆̔͝͠ḩ̷͍͙̣̎̒̃́̓̿̈́̑̈̎̽̿͘ȩ̴̛͍͍̦͈͖̦̱̻̱̰͇͆̍̓̓̓͛̊́̑̇̈̚͝͝ͅl̶̛̰̿͊̈́͛͗́͆̄̈̃̾͠p̴̭̽̂́̆͆̏.̴̨̛̹̠̩̘͉̯̭͓̖̞̿͐̔̈́́̓̽̄̈̔͊͘ ̶̡̨̗̹͚̜̠̤͂̒o̷̹̜̬̭̺̥͇̩̥̼̹̘̫͆͜n̸̜̯̼̂̎̋̅̇̀̌̄̽͛̓̚͝l̶͈͔̀̃̎̇͆̑̈́̓̚ͅy̸̡̪̹̣̫̯̣̗̻͚͋̇̇̌̍̍́̐̏̽͗́̕̕ ̴̯͉͓̮̯͖̱̳̻̰̩̰̰͛̽͌̌̀̒̒̌̏̾͋́͘͝͝ő̷̰͚̘̱̥͍͚̥̹̗̫̫͕̉̎͂͗̅̈́̐̍͆̉̕͝n̴̲̫̯̙͓̘̞̘͈̟̳̠͕̅͆͑̓̾͛͒͛̽̎̾̄͘ẹ̵͈̘̭͈̰̍̀ͅ ̵͉̥̓͝ş̴̔ư̶̞͍͔͔̙̣͚̦͐͂͘͝c̴̲͎͚̱̦̥̺̯̗̙̊͂̾̍̀͝ͅͅḣ̵̠̬̇͑̌̂̀͑̂̏͌ ̶̧̠̱̘̉a̵̡̺͙̳͙̘͓̥̪͍͙̦͙̘̝̽̌̌͘s̵̢͚̻̦͖̗͙̹̎̃̒̑̂͠ ̶͍̭̣̜̻͊̉͋͆̌̆̔̏̏̃̆̒̉͆͝ͅm̶̢̗͖̗̥̮̹̺̖̦̌̓̈͋͒̈́͘͠y̶̞͓̾̄͂̎̍͋̀͑͂͐͌͝͝ș̴̢̯̲̣̼̤̖̣͒́̆̓͐͛͂͛̏͊̿͋̃͌̈́͜͜ͅȩ̷̧̨̛̰̰͔̟̥̹̞̰̝̓̿̑͊͛̎͐̾͑̅̆̾̿͌l̴̻͕̦̮̭̜͝ͅͅf̸̢̘̖͇͉̠͎̑̾͗̀͗̉͛̀̊̒̾͝ ̵̡͖̻̳̦̼͎͕͌̐͑̿c̶̘̹̰͈̺̺͇̱̩̪͈̘̄̑͒̉͐̇̚͜͜á̵̧̢̛͔̺̠͑̐̈̏̽͘͝͝ͅn̵̰̠̰̖͕̗̗̜̈́͐̐͐̑͌̌̇̒̀͐̏̚ ̷̨̨̢̧̨̜͖̬̭̣̩͚͇̭̋ͅr̶̫̙̲̝̋͝e̸̙̟̮̣̾̎̔͂̑̐̏̄̑̍̉̃̏͜m̷̡̨̯͎̯͔̙̪̩͔͓̮͙͛̈́̐̀͌̄̎͘͜͠ǫ̴̦̘̖͚̮̦̼̜̗͈͛̊̾̀͊̎̈́̕̚͝͝͠v̸̱͗̇̾͊̊̈̄̈̈́͑̆̔e̶̻͂̓͑̄͋̅̕͝ ̵̨̛̺̜̖̥̫͕̪͑̔͊̄̐̏͌͆̆̽͝͝'̸͇̿͗͝g̶̦̠̝̻̬̈́̔̓̀͛̉̉̍͑̑̚͠͠l̸̢̨̞͔̺̦͔͇̱̭̳̤̹͈̍́̂̉̕͝i̴̜̼͍̺̤͘ţ̵̮̽̊͐͛͊̆ç̶͇͚͇̼̦͇̃̀̽̑́̾̏̿̿̓̕̚h̷̢̬̻̹̯̖͈͈͖͎̗͛͛̇͆͆͑̐͌̋͝e̴̡̛͖̙̲͋̅̔͗͘s̴̨̡̡̠͈̯̲̭̗͍̲̊̆̆̾̒̒̉̌̄̾̕͝͝ͅ.̵͓͚͓̤̓̆̔̄͂͗̓'̷͎̝͇͉̾̈̋̄̔̓̾̋̕ ̶̘͇̮̊̄̉͝P̶̛̹̯̝͉̟̻͋̒͌̀̂͝l̶̢̢̦̳͖̺͇͇̟̭̤̪̒̆͜e̵͉̩̭͚̻̭̙͛͌̒̍̈̂̄̑͝ă̵̢̨̜͙͉̥̱̈́̆̅̽͝s̷̯̟̟̹͈̞̫̍̈́̐̈̈́̃̀̀͗̀̽̌͘͜͠ē̴͍̉͛̈́͋́͌̽͛͠,̶̧̤̗̗̤̝̙̭͙̯͙͚͉͗̎̉̐̔̅͋̒̀̎̋̏͗̚̚ ̶̣͓̗̮͓͔̘͓̼̲͖̞͇̐̌̂̾̏̐̆͛̿̑͒̂͘͜ļ̶̬̠̯̲̲̰̰̠͙̻̪̝̀̓̈́̋̽͝ͅͅi̷̢͖̙͈͓͉̅͑̈́̀̃̈́͆̇̌̉̓̄̑́̕š̶̢̧̲̥̲̗̝͖̥͓̋̄̓̈́̒͜ͅt̵̛̼̀̈́ȩ̴̝͓̳͍̳̹̰̦̝̭̈́̾ͅn̸̮̞̫̗̫͙̲̦͚̣͍̟̼͊͋̊͘ ̶̢̧̨̟͎̠̤͙͔͇̉̽͋̈́́͋̅̽̒̇̀̈̓͐͌t̶̺̥̏̆́o̵͕͚͍̲̤̪͍̊̅͒̓̉̚ ̵̜̤̳̳͉͗̔̋̆͗̔͌̓̆̒̐̕m̷̨̡͓̗̼̻̯̻͍͉̞̤̭͑͑̈́̒̌͆́̋̈́̀̏͗̈́y̶̰̗͖̤̲̫̙̪̤̼̪̦͈͗̏̿̏̃͋̈́̆̅͠ͅͅ ̴̦̬̦̥̻͑̀̽̈́͝ẃ̷̡̤̺̱̙̭͐̄̒̄̆̓͌͑̓̂̕͝o̶̡̦̱͔͖̟͕̳̳̩̅ŗ̴̢̻͍̹͍̙̬͐̽̒̓̽̓̂̑̿́̃̄̕ͅd̵͇͎̹̻̝̟͎̳̟̙̠̪̼̣̒̉̄̎͐͗̉͗͂̑̈́̀̅̚͝ͅs̵̢̡̨͕̹̬̲͇̫̻͍̪͎̤̍̔̋͊̍͋.̶̡͍̙̙͕̪̹̖̩͕̲̰̋͌͆͜͝"̵͖͈̥̝̙̩̤̰͎̩͈̪̬͗̓̽́̌͝

However, the girls didn’t understand what the creature had said. They lifted into the air, and a rainbow beam shot from them. They all opened their eyes, fully expecting to see the creature writhe in agony at the touch of the magic, and howl in pain. However, as they watched, they did not get what they expected. As the light went near the creature, it slowed down, as if… hesitating. Then, the rainbow beam did start moving again, but back towards the girls. It went back into them, and their extra colors faded as the light did. They were astonished! Not only had it done nothing to the strange creature, it actually went back to them! What did this mean? Did the Rainbow magic also have no effect on the strange creatures? They broke into a confused cacophony of voices.

“How is it still here? Does it somehow embody the Elements too?”

“No way! It must’ve cheated somehow!”

“How d’ya reckon that sugarcube? There’s not exactly a cheat device for real life!”

“Maybe it just wants to be friends?”

“It could be lost and alone…”

“No! This is… THE. WORST. POSSIBLE. THING!”

The creature listened to their babble turn into white noise. After all, why should it care what they said? It decided to turn its attention elsewhere. It noticed another creature coming up behind the ponies. It spoke again, trying to convey the gravity of the situation.

"̵̧̲͙̠̮̺̙̻̜̪̘̜͍̑̍́͂̓͌̑̈́́̌́̕̚͠͠L̸͎̰͓̣̞̥̤̒̿̓͆̾I̶̭̠̳̪͇͕̺̙̺̱͎̹͍̞͑͒̓́̀͊͑̊̒͗͜S̵̪̩̲̝̜̥͈̈́̅̓͋͋́͛̿͑̀̿͋͆̔͜͠T̷̢̛̗͎̪̪̀̀̈́́̾͠É̴̙̋̑N̵̤̭̉͐!̴̛̩̟̘̣̰̯͚̻̫̮̯̉͊̔̚͝ͅ ̴̧̹̪̻͙͓̬̰͙͕̲͓͚͚̆͐̋̆̀̈́͐̑͝T̴͓̽͂͒̊̀͂̌̈́͝ḩ̵̨̥͓̮̣͋̒͐̾̒̽̆̕͜ͅḛ̵̮̊̇̂̚͝͠r̷̨̡̛̯̻͙̠̱͍̟̭̥̍̓̂̑̓̔́͌̇̅̐̽̈́̌e̶̡̛̦͚͎̳̳̯͎̖̽̒͗̃͜ ̴̮̭̪̺͖̲̣̮͇̭̆͒̔͠͝í̶̧̢̛̙̮̝̭̬͚͈̺͔̥͍͓̾̋̈́͗̿̆̋̈́̆͗̍͠͝s̸̖͎͉̣͍͇̯̬̙̞͍͑́̔̇̿̅̄͒̏͜ ̶̭͔̲̝͈̲̫̺̟̆̆͝ͅà̷̢̃͆̓́̍̿̆͗͑̚͝͝ ̶̧̛̩͙̣̰̜̻̙̦̣̫̬̅͜͜'̶̢̢̧͎̳͓͓̹̺̲̀͑̅͂̂̈͘͠ğ̶̡̫͇̣̖̝̠̝̳̟͕̱̲͎͎͊̍̀̀ļ̴̡̞̲͍̱̞̬̤̥͗̉̏͝ĭ̸̧̗̲̬̥̩͎̬̤̺͋͋̊̈́̏̎͜͠͝͠ͅť̸̨͉͕c̷͍̮̟̗̞͉̭̗͖̰̩̯͚̓̒̌̍̀̄͌̉̎̀̓̕͘͝ĥ̷̪͕͇̯͎͙̺̻̩̙̙̤̺́̆́̌͠͝'̵̹̯̣͔̆̈̂̾͠͝ ̴̧̢̜̮̘̝̦̗̬͙̺͉̎́̽͒̂̇̌̍̈́̀̍b̴̢̢̢̙̯̗̠͖̰͐̐̾͜e̷̡̝̠͕̼͓̻̳̫̝͂̈́̃̌̓̇̓̾̑͊̚h̴̨̧̦͈̙͙̣̞͎̜̉̆́i̴̧̛͇̮̗̬͐̓́̓̌̂̉̆͂̎̂͝͝n̴͍̐͌̐d̵̨̛̦̭͈̰́͂͑́͘ ̷̡̥͖̥͎̱͒͂͛̀̉̅͌̆͌̏̊͜͝y̶͖̮͑̐͑͒͛ơ̴̮̗̩̇̋͌̎̓́̎͝ų̸͉͎͙͔̘̬̗̦́̈́̾̀̾͊͌͝!̶̛̱̳̌̊̇̽̕͝͝ ̸̧̡̛̛̰̩͍͓͕̭͙͕̩͆̿̐͆̏͠Ĩ̶̦̰̜̪́͋͑̊̔̆͌͌̐̍̆̀'̷̛͙͖̽͠m̴̼̝͓̠͔̝͈͕͉͗͆̍̈́͗̚͝ͅ ̸̛̯͎̃̿͗̅̿̾̒͆̓͆̇͠͝͝g̴̜̜̝̺̖̬̭̣̺̖̞̠̺͚̎̎́͐͗̚ͅo̶̠̞̮̮̪͉͎̽̀i̶̢̧̨͔̼͍̝̼̠̰̤̒̉͋͛̂̀͜͠ͅn̶̯̜̉g̵̨͈̪̫̖͚̑́̆̅̚̚͝ ̵̹̑̂̈́̽̒͋́́̽̊̋̿̚͝͝ẗ̵̛̳̋͒̊̊̅̅̈̓̀̄̿͠o̷̢̨̧̥͕̫̜̯̦̰̼͇̤͔͑̽͋̔̈̈͘ ̸̛̯̲̦͎͙̜̩͙̱͎̱̬̎̌̆̏̅̒̽̈́̈́̈́͌̈̇c̶̨̢͉̜̟̀͋͋̏͗́̂̽̍͜͝h̸͕̼́̽̑ả̶͍̻̩̜͉̲̘̼͓̠͖͕̾͑͊͠r̴̢̧̨͈͔͇̦̰͙̭̤̦̖͈͛ģ̸̣͇̗͓̤̹̦͙͉͙̠͎̂̆̓̓͆͌̏͘͜͜ȩ̶̨̛̘̦̦͇͖̞̻̠̿̆́̍̓͑͂̊̀͘ ̸̧̫̭͍̖̓̒͝ͅu̵̡̢̺̺͉̤̜͓̣̜͉̗̜͐ͅṕ̵̨̹͖͈̱̖̺̘̲̾͑̀̍̇́̿̅̾̈̕͝ͅ ̸̢̧̨̻̪̩̻̗̙̣̜̍͂̎̑͝a̸̧̠͇̪͇̰̺̲̖̭̥͈̦̹̜̐͆̐̏̔̒̊̾̔̎̚̕ņ̸̛̩͓̟͖̠̤͓̞͖̟̬͈͖͊̽̈́ ̷̡̻͍̲̠̪̪̥͈͕̎́͗͆̈͌̀͐͜͝a̸̢̹̜̲̳̬̖̹̤͕͔̺̭͓̔̐̌͊͊̉̇̓̕͘͝͝ţ̵̨̛̰̱̱̝̱̹͉̠̤̳̈́̌͆̉̒̋͠t̶̪̙̫͓͍̊̅̋̑̓̒̏͘͜͝͝ą̴̗̲̭̠̭̫̲̥̱̈̆͒̿͛͗̄͛ĉ̵͕̩̗̿͑̑̃͐̂̑͗͠k̶̢̦̤̜̖͙̖̹͙̫͍̟͊̀̑̀̀͗̀̕͝!̴̭̩͚͇͉̬̠̻͎͎̮̯͎̲͊̀̔̀͌͛̒́̕͜͠ ̶͓͈̳͓̪͇̹͙͇̠̤͍͚̤͊͆̐̄̍͊ͅY̷̪͖̭̫̹͇̰̤̅̑́̿͒̎̐̕̕͝ö̵̡͈̣͍̱̮̲̦͎̦̪̲́̒̿̋̄͘͘u̶̮̯̖͓̹̝̿̀͂̃̌͋̚͘ ̶̛̲̩͓̖̯̯̞͉͊̄̀͘g̸̨̙̖̲͕̮̩̍͐̓̀͐͑̽̌͆͛͋̆̕ͅê̸̗͉̪̥̜̙̦̘̬͐̂̂̊̑t̷̥̣̙͋̐̋̓̎̈́̉̀̔̾͝ ̶͎̗̗͍͖̳͇̆͂ͅǫ̵̮̳̞̤̣̜̈̈́̽͜u̶̢̡̳͎͇̪̱̘̬͆̽̑̄͌t̷̢̡̛̗̪̲̳͎͈͕̰̤͔͉̼͊̄͌̋̉́̓̔̀̓̀͝ ̸̧͖̠̣̣̖͕̭͇̥̐͆͆̓̾̃͂͝ͅo̴̳̙̜̍̔̒̀̂͌̆͗̓̿͗͆̈́̕͜ḟ̷̢̼͉̯̬̗͕̲́̾̍̌̒͒́̑̂̃͊͐̕ ̴̨̛̣̯̖̜̙̺̠͇̬̤͂̀̂͊͋̈́͛̐̀̈͑̿̚t̸̹͂̀́̽̃͐̐͛̽͘ḩ̷͇͔̮̗͕͍͘ę̸̛̹̪̬̥̞̬̈̉̃̉̒́̊̇̐̉̅̂̕͜͠ ̷̛̺̙̰̫͓̮̯̞̤̐̓̈͂͆̿͘͜w̸̨̡̘͎̮̬͇̝̺͎̥͖̯̋̊̀̌̈͛̔̓͋́̑̇͌͘͜ͅa̴̢͉͙͓͎̰̻͒̀̎̒̇͛̄͝ý̶̨͎̺͚̣̯̙͔͈͇̺̝̟̦̄̏͊͜!̷̡̡͎̥̫͕̪̪̋̑͛͋͛̃̒́̑̚͝͝ͅ"̴̮̦̯̙͌̓̃̽̾̀̒̃̏̒̉̅̄͊͂

The six stopped arguing, and expressed their anger in their own ways. But when they saw the creature gather up light for something, they stepped back. They murmured amongst themselves about what the creature was doing.

“It’s going to attack us!”

“Ah knew it was a no-good varmint!”

“I’m not gonna take this lying down!”

“Eep! I’m scared!”

“It wants to fight? How about my… oh wait, that’s at home. My bad!”

“Everypony calm down!”

Then, the creature transformed into a majestic Bird made of Light, brilliant beyond description. As the ponies dodged out of the way, They heard it speak in a clearer voice for the first time… with only a slight garbled touch. “̸̳̐S̸̳͠K̷̤͊Y̶̜͠ ̸̞̽A̵̡͘T̵̻̀T̶͙̋A̵͚͋C̸̯͆K̷͓̓!̴̗̾”̵̦̆ They turned to watch as it launched itself forward at the creature that had snuck behind them. As it went, the messed up portions of the land corrected themselves, leaving little floating whitish blocks behind. The attack connected, and the recipient broke apart like cheap glass into more whitish blocks. After that was over, The creature returned to its strange form, and the whitish blocks seemed to gravitate to it, and be absorbed inside. At first it looked like it was about to shift shape or change… but it remained in it strange form. The ponies were astounded. What had just happened? Had this creature which they had presumed to be the leader of the other creatures just saved them from one of its own kind? It had to be coincidence… right? It spoke again, in its garbled voice.

“̶̡̙͌̈́̽̌̑͊Ş̷͓̻̇͜ě̴̢̙ĕ̵̡̺̇͌͂͂́ͅ,̷̢̰̖͚͋̋̾̏̒͠ ̸̢̔̄̋̇̑͊y̷̼̅o̴͉̐́̎̕ú̴̝̩͉͛̄̃̔'̴̫̮̬͉̒͌̂͗͂͜ṛ̵̱͛͂͑̎̉e̵͎̟͒̚ ̴̨͙̲͍͓̈́ͅa̴̛͔͎͖͔͑̽͑͠l̸̨̥̥̯̥̀̿͂̀̎̉ͅr̶̜̠̿̌͒͂̅͝í̸̬̤̈́͘g̷͉̖̻̝̝̭̈́̽̌h̵̯͚̆͑̐̚ẗ̵̤́͊̃.̸̛̮͉͚̞͆͌͝ ̵̨̭̳̠̪̺̄̾̃͌̒I̸͖̬̞̞̺̗̅̔ṯ̴̂̈́͗̀ ̵͚͈̲̱͗͒c̶̫͚̠̉̓̄̾̿ó̸͈̞̬͍̫̮ȕ̵͕̰͎̥͍́ͅl̶̪̳̺͓̓͒͜d̴̡̛̤͍̝̀̈́̄'̸̝̺̳̥̖̌͂͗̋̀̾v̸̼̑ĕ̸̪̣̄̀̌ ̶̨̞͚̊̆́̀̅g̴͇̹͕̼̱̘͆̑̃̕o̴̢͎̬̞̜͎̓̅͑ṱ̶̤͑͊̅́̌́ẗ̸͕̬̳́̐͗͌̿̊e̵̼̮͓̾̆̍̑̕n̵̠̪͂̑̊̐̄ ̶͎͚̲̣̩̲̀̊d̸͔͒͋̚͠ḯ̷̪͊̎̔̃͠c̶̱̳̻̙͖̔̔̽͜͝e̶͈̪͑͗̇̿̌͠y̵̨͔̠͎̱͙͒̒̾ ̷͔͑̃͑̎͐̓ț̸̨̠̪̲̙̈́͐͆̽͠h̵͍̥͔͕̤̗̑ẹ̶͎̞͂̕͘̕͝r̵̡͔̳̖̒͌ę̷̹̰̻̌̈́.̵͓͇̤̆͂͜”̸̨̻̤̤͍́͑̏̄̕͜

They half expected it to attack again, but it never did. As they tried to puzzle it out, Celestia teleported into the area. She spoke to the six. “Why aren’t you sending it away? What’s going on?”

Twilight looked her former mentor in the eye. “I... don’t think it’s evil. The Rainbow Magic didn’t even touch it, and instead returned to us. It even seems to be able to remove the strangeness caused by the other creatures. We might not understand what it’s saying, but we think… it wants to help.”

Celestia sighed, and called upon a clarity spell. She then addressed the creature. “Tell me, who are you? Why are you here?”

The six listened in anticipation to hear what the creature had to say. When it finally spoke, it was not the garbled speech that they’d heard before, but clear as crystal Equestrian. “I am MissingNo., and as for why I came to your world…” Its attention shifted to the six only slightly. “I am here to remove the ‘glitches’ that have started swarming this world.” It directed its attention off to the distance. “There are many strong ones here, that must be corrected. I have much work to do.”

As MissingNo. turned to leave, Celestia called out in hope. “Wait! Isn’t there anything that we can do to help?”

It didn’t turn around, but spoke a single, weighty word. “No.” It then went out of sight.