//------------------------------// // Nobody's new travels // Story: Life of a Nobody // by Xinrick //------------------------------// “I really should have asked where this place was….” I frown, flying around the Griffin Kingdom on my glider while Joy went to Griffon Stone. “It's like Cloudsdale...but I doubt it's literally like Cloudsdale.” I frown, continuing to look around for this isolated town. As I flew further east, now well passed Equestria’s coast, there was a sudden storm. Thankfully, my glider seemed able to push through the strong winds. “Of course there’s a fucking storm.” I frown, glad my hood was up as I continued forward, looking around for where the town was or what was causing the sudden storm. As I kept flying there was a sudden shock wave of wind. It rattled my glider and something came out of the water...It was Disney’s Devil...in heavy looking chains with heartless symbols all over them...It looked right at me. I was curious about something. “Hey! Can you talk?!” I shout at it, knowing it was from a music only movie but just wondering. It shook its head, opening it’s mouth...showing its tongue was missing. “Ouch.” I wince. “Who chained you up?!” I call out curiously. He just gave me a look. “Right...Can’t answer that…” I sighed out. “Are you going to destroy the planet if I free you?” I ask, knowing this would be a bad idea. He looked confused at me, and then shook his head. “Surprising.” I mutter while flying over to it. “Know how to break your chains?” I call out. He turned around, a small, magic looking lock was keeping all the chains bonded together. “Simple enough.” I say while jumping in the air and floating, changing my glider into my keyblade. “If I free you will darkness start spreading out?” I call out, hoping it could possibly answer that. He shook his head. “Thank you.” I say while pointing my Keyblade at the keyhole and unlocking it, knowing full well something bad is going to happen. Once the lock disappeared and the chains began falling off, Disney devil began to stretch and shake off the feeling of those chains. After a bit, he then placed a finger in his mouth, to which his tongue grew back. “Thank you, those chains restricted more than just my movement.” He said, still stretching. “Now I remember! Your names Chernabog.” I say, snapping my fingers at remembering it's name. “So my giant demonic friend, why the hell were you chained up with Heartless chains?” “Core. Back when he was first taking over and expanding his own kingdom in the realm of darkness, me and my counterparts were his first obstacle, as back then we controlled the vast darkness. He slayed all my counterparts, except for me. He chained me up, and til some time ago, continuously tortured me for ancient information on darkness. I learned he was killed, so I took my chance, and escaped. I got out of my cage, but the chains were another matter entirely.” “He’s dead? Who killed him?” I ask, finding that information surprising. “I don’t know. I didn’t stick around to ask, Core’s followers are creating chaos in the realm of darkness...and that’s saying something. That aside, I thank you for freeing me, is there a way I can repay you?” “Well before I answer that, do you know Cript?” I ask curiously. “I have heard of him, of his creating. I now hear that plan for him backfired immensely.” “What plan?” I ask, wondering if it involved Zeke. “Back when this creation was young, the beings known only as Psychopaths already had a foothold, and needed something to bring the whole of every creation into their favor. So, through countless years of planning, altering events, and gaining followers and having certain ones breed, each multiverse in the creation had a version of Cript. The perfect host, by his very nature and bloodline, he is their perfect killing machine. And for a time, it seemed their plan would work. Til, one defied his place as a host, and broke free from his possession. Sadly, the same can not be said about his parallels, who are the strongest host bodies the Psychopaths possess. Cript, and all his parallels, were born to be Psychopaths, and one ran from destiny, and forged his own.” I looked at him and was honestly surprised by this. “Damn…” I frown. “That's...most certainly a thing.” “Yes. He is the second being to ever break from a Psychopath. Oh, and call me Cher.” “Right then.” I nod. “But do you know where Revatal is?” I ask. “Yes. Is there a reason you seek that city?” “Apparently there's royalty there and an old law would be quite needed for world peace here.” I tell him. “Ah. You seek the lost heir of Griffon Stone.” He said, snapping his fingers as a portal opened, a cloud city looking like that movie Castle in The Sky on the other side. “I will help you find the heir, if you will have me.” “Thanks Cher, that would be good. But if you need help fighting against Cores lackeys then I can help out, I know a bunch of others as well that can help.” I explain to him. “I do not believe I will ever return. It is no longer my home.” “Well then considering I'll be king of the world, mind helping me keep the place safe?” I ask. “Or helping me fight against Cores forces? I'll make sure you get a good home even if you are...bigger than a mountain.” “I can change my form as needed. I will meet you in the city.” Cher said, his whole body turning into mist and a ball of it flying through the portal as I followed. “Can't believe I'm becoming friends with Disney's version of Satan.” I mutter to myself. As I landed I looked around, wondering what form Cher took. I felt a tug at my cloak. Looking, I saw a young griffon...with dark blue feathers and a rather strange set of wings. “Hello Ben.” She said. That voice is that of a girls. “Hello.” I said to her. “How you doing?“ “Okay I guess. This form is rather small, but I’ll get used to it.” “Eh you'll get used to it. Like walking for instance cause your legs have normally been stuck in a mountain right?” I ask curiously. “Only when I exit the realm of darkness and appear in the mortal worlds.” “Right then.” I nodded. “So, let's see if we can find the heir in this place.” I say, ready to start the search. Cher took a sniff of the air. “Royal blood was here recently.” She said, taking another sniff. “An hour at least.” “Which direction did they head off to?” I ask, trying to think of how far they could have gone within an hour. Cher took another, longer sniff. “That way.” She pointed, showing a road where a lot of griffons were walking along. A market place. “Follow me.” She said, leading the way. I followed along closely, wondering what I'll see in this new town. “Wonder what's gonna happen when we meet the lost heir.” “Dunno. There might be a chance she knows what she is. The Griffon Stone royals are the only griffons born with green eyes. It’s specific to them, though I imagine that fact was lost to time.” Cher said. “She might also have the old queen’s crown, when it’s within range of their idol, it glows and gives the royal wearing it powers.” “Cool.” I nod. “But I was told the Idol was lost and the Queen ran hundreds of years ago, so wouldn't the eye color not be as reliable as we think?” I ask, still looking around just to see the town and its people. “Maybe to your races version of Royalty, but to Griffons eye color is a way of telling families. The only reason they wouldn’t have them is if they marry in. It’s magic for the griffons, so a half sibling would have an eye color from each family. For instance, your Gilda has brown eyes, correct?” “A light brown but yes.” I answered. “Light brown eyes means she’s from the Caribara family, they were Griffon Stone's finest blacksmiths back in it’s hayday.” “I sense a pun in there since this world is mostly filled with ponies.” I say. “But that's interesting, might need to bring that up with Gilda when she wakes up.” “Perhaps. Ponies have Cutie marks, Griffons have their eye colors. It’s different for each race on this planet.” “Makes sense." I nod. “Wonder how old this Griffin is though.” Cher took another sniff. “My guess, early to mid twenties. That works out, every griffon royale took the crown from the last around that age. Seems this is fated.” Cher then stopped, taking in many sniffs and looking around. “We’re being followed.” I stopped and looked around. “We know you're there, no need to hide anymore.” I call out to the person following us. They stepped out of the crowd. It looked like a human, the eyes alone seemed to give that away, and they were wearing a red scarf covering the majority of their face and they wore some kind of black suit. “Easy tiger.” They spoke. “How may I help you today?” I ask them, not sure if their friend or foe but prepared for the encounter either way. “I’m looking for a man by the name of Braig, and was told he was last seen on Knowhere with a fellow of your description.” They said. I sighed out while bringing out a photo. “I'm sorry but there’s been...way too much stuff to explain. But here's a photo of what he is now.” I say while handing them a picture, it being a picture of baby Braig being cradled by Pinkie. He took the photo. “An infant? Braig has become an infant?” “He used to be my master...but now, after he was...unfortunately killed, someone special gave him another chance at life, but only as an infant.” I tell them. “But he's been a happy child ever since. Why do you care about Braig?” I ask curiously. “Because I am the holder of his last will and testament.” The man said, pulling out a scroll. He opened it up. “In the event of Braig Grothmer’s death, his family and/or next of kin shall receive his family legacy. A hefty five trillion pounds of gold, and the keys to it on his family's planet, Carnic ten.” He then put the scroll away. “This is a strange development though. Braig was the last of his family alive, and the only one thought to produce an heir...this is quite the situation.” “When he was dying, before he was turned into an infant and bonded with my very pink fiance there, he told me I should listen to his will.” I told him. “Oh, so he has named you his successor?” the man asked. I summoned my gun arrows. “Yep, and to prove he did name me his successor.” I say while shooting a fly an inch away from his head, not hurting the man in the process. “Only his successor could kill a fly an inch away from a person's head without injuring the person.” I say with a grin. “Hmm...Fair enough.” He said, walking up to me, seemingly unfazed by the shot fired and handed me some kind of key and what looked like a doorknob. “Replace any doorknob with this one, then just turn the key in it and open the door, it will take you to Braig’s home, do with what you find there as you please. Oh, and sign this.” He said, pulling out a sheet of paper with some words and such on it while holding a pen. I read the paper real quick, hoping it didn't have any fine print bullshit on it, which thankfully it didn't and I quickly signed it. “There you go.” I say while handing him the pen and signed paper. “Thank you.” He said, pushing a button on what looked like a watch and he teleported away Star Trek Style. “That was strange.” Cher said. “Does this happen a lot to you?” “You have no idea.” I sighed out. “Anyways, back to finding Royalty.” “Yes. She shouldn’t be too far away.” Meanwhile, in Griffon Stone, Joy was looking at a kingdom broken. It was hard to believe this is where Gilda came from, not a single building was intact, not even grass looked like it wanted to grow here. “Jesus how do they even stay alive?” Joy asks, flying down on Lindworm and hopping off, wondering who might know where the gorge was so he wouldn't have to scour the entire fucking place. “Should have just asked…” As he looked around he finally spotted a griffon. “Excuse me, do you know where the Monster Gorge is?” He asks the griffon. The griffon seemed to ignore Joy, shrugging the question off and continued his walk. “Or just...walk away like an asshole.” Joy muttered to himself, walking off as well and searched for a more talkative griffon. An hour passed and every griffon ignored Joy in some way or form. As he was ready to give up he felt a tap on his shoulder and looked behind him, seeing a dark and light blue feathered gryphoness, with dark green eyes. “Um, hello, you are new here, right?” She asked. “Yes, yes I am.” Joy says with a nod. “Who are you if I may ask?” He asks the cute griffoness. “Gabby, nice to actually have a conversation. Most people around here just keep to themselves.” “I noticed.” “Yeah...things aren’t great...ever. But I overheard you are looking for something?” “I was looking for an Idol, but you're much prettier and wonderful then that.” He flirts kind of poorly, getting into that habit because of Frisk. Gabby though, blushed rose red. “Oh, oh y-y-y-you mean the one from the old legend?” She stuttered, her feathers beginning to puff up. Joy smiled, finding her feathers puffing up so adorable. “Yes I am, but you're so adorable I'd rather stay here with you.” He flirts again with a smile. “I, uh. Um…” Gabby tried to say, but no words came out. “Take a deep breath.” He tells her while showing her the breathing technique him and I normally used all the time She did as told, and after about five minutes, finally started to calm down. “S-s-sorry. Never had...whatever you did happen to me.” “It's called flirting.” He says. “It's when someone tells a girl they like nice things, like how pretty they are or how their eyes shine like the stars.” He smiled. “But anyways, my name is Joy, and do you know where the Griffin idol is?” “Well, according to legends it fell with the monster into Ghastly Gorge, but even if those rumors were true, the wind in that thing is too strong. Wait, why are you so interested in the legend anyway?” “My brother, the White Knight of Equis, wants to bring about world peace.” He says. “Oh, okay, um...We don’t get news from...anywhere so I have no idea who that is, but if he’s famous then cool.” “Ever heard of super heroes?” Joy asks curiously. “Cause he's basically a world wide super hero, and I'm his partner.” “Um, no. We have...nothing here really. After the kingdom fell all those years ago we don’t even trade with others, and well, what you can call farming here is mostly small nuts and berries. Any meat we eat is caught, like a squirrel, mouse, things like that.” “Yeah this country really needs help.” Joy says worriedly. “But want to help me find the gorge? And also...want to see the world outside this...depressing place?” He asks her. “Is a mouse gray?” Gabby asked. “Not all the time.” Joy says honestly. “Oh, um...okay, bad example. But, yes, yes I would like to join you, but, um… Wait here for a second.” Gabby zoomed off, leaving a dust trail that, when she returned, was still floating. “Would you...take this…” She asked, handing over an old, beaten up bracelet to Joy. She looked extremely nervous. Joy smiled gently. “Anything for you.” He says while taking the bracelet delicately. “What is it if I may ask?” He asks. When he looked at Gabby, he saw her look like she was the happiest griffon in the city...which she probably was, tears started streaming down her eyes...then she almost tackled Joy as she, somehow, kissed him smack on the lips. Joy was surprised by the sudden kiss, but it answered his question as he kissed her back to show his love. He broke the kiss soon after. “So...I suppose this was a sign of marriage or something?” “Yeah. Griffons, even before our kingdom fell, were notoriously greedy, beaten only by dragons. Especially when it came to gold. It was a symbol when one griffon gave something of old and gold to another, of love, and if they accepted, it was sealed with a kiss.” Gabby then snuggled up to Joy, her feathers were soft, and kinda tickling him. “I’m yours now.” She said happily. “Um...what do griffons think of herds?” Joy asks curiously. “They exist, not so much anymore, heck, the closest thing to marriage these days is one griffon asking another if they wanna...have sex… and if a hatchling happens in the process then, they just raise them till they turn ten, then they go to work.” Gabby said, looking kind of sad. “My mom and dad were old fashioned...only reason they’re not here now is because they went hunting for some meat and… Flew into the wrong cave… Ursa Major… Only thing I have from them is that.” She said, pointing to the bracelet Joy was still holding. “It’s been in my dad’s side of the family for years.” Joy gently nuzzled Gabby. “Listen...I'm sorry about your family...but with this, you'll be joining my family, and it's huge.” Joy smiles. “And uh...what do you think of excessive amounts of teasing? Cause all my other girlfriends do that...a lot.” “Teasing?” Gabby asked, confused. “Like, making fun of you?” “As in...sexual teasing, where it's a ‘look don't touch’ kind of thing.” He tells her nervously. “Huh...Griffons don’t do that, if it’s intended we want...sex...it happens. Then and there.” “Ah.” He nodded. “Well...all I can say is my family is weird...really weird...but a good kind of weird.” He tells her. “Cool.” Gabby said, cheering up and grabbing Joy’s hand. “Now come on, the gorge should be this way.” Back in Revatal, Ben and Cher were running through the marketplace, Cher having caught the scent of the royal strong nearby. Finally, they spotted the royal, or at least who she said was the royal. For some reason she had some kind of veil over her face, and was holding the hand of a younger griffon who had the same kind of veil over their face. “That’s her….” She took a sniff. “The young one isn’t royal, though, they seem close. Adopted maybe?” “They look like they need us.” I say worriedly, checking if my hood was down, which it was of course. “Well...I'm gonna try to talk to them.” I say while moving over to the veiled griffons. “Excuse me, may I have a moment of your time?” I ask the veiled griffons politely. The royal one looked over, face still under the veil, and I think she was studying me. “How did you get to the city? It’s rather isolated...you must be rather stubborn.” “I am rather stubborn.” I concede. “But I must ask, does Griffin Stone mean anything to you?” “...So you don’t know then.” She said, sighing. “Yes, it does...my great, great, many more greats grandmother was the queen of it, she fled to this place to avoid seeing it fall. Since Revatal is a city of self controlization, meaning everyone does their own thing, and judgment is passed by a court of the highest guild leaders, back then when she came for refuge, the guild leaders granted it, but on the condition that, to keep their city from becoming a monarchy, she, and all her descendants that bear the royals eyes wear a veil to hide them. So, here I am, and this is Gratta.” She said, patting the young griffon on their head. “She’s adopted, but the rule still applies.” I nodded, fully understanding the situation. “But if I may, it's time for you to step out of the shadows. You might not know who I am, but-” “You’re the White Night of Equis. I know, and I’m not in the shadows. I’m the leader of the News Guild, I’m anything but hiding. I just wear this because after the third generation it became a thing my family did. Council doesn’t even enforce it, hasn't for a long time.” “I was going to say come out of the shadows and be Queen of the griffons again.” I say. “And why I'm asking this because apparently...well let me start with my many titles, starting with me being King of the Diamond Dogs, Changelings, and Prince of Equestria.” I state. “The other two are from...strange circumstances but Celestia told me an old law that can bring about world peace in some way shape or form.” I explain. “So...do you know what old law I'm talking about or should I answer?” “Yeah, was part of my college history classes. They say back before all these many races appeared on Equestria there was one race that split up, and became the many races we have now. They think that if that’s true then it’s why we can all crossbreed. Legends say that back then, to ensure peace among the many races the “Royal Family” was to have the king be of one race, and the the wives to be of the rest. From what I learned, it didn’t last long. I think a war broke out then they all split and stayed away from each other for a couple thousand years.” “Well guess what I'm going to do?” I ask with a smile. “Seriously? And what makes you think it will work this time around?” “Being a world wide hero for starters, two because I'm basically a chick magnet with my current record if at least ten wives in less than half a year, one being a princess of equestria and the other being the sister of the current Dragon Lord, three I have the special power of being an optimistic idiot that women find attractive thankfully, four because I'm magical, and five because of something I'm not allowed to talk about in front of minors.” I say honestly. “I will still count that as four reasons and, not a bad track record. I suppose, I just need to take care of some things here first.” “My little brother Joy is finding the Griffin Idol just so you know.” I mention. “But what do you need to do?” “Well first if I’m going through with this, I gotta find someone to replace me in the guild, which isn’t gonna be easy as everyone there is an idiot, and then grab some things from my place.” “I mean if you follow through with this then I can find someone who could help your guild...and how dumb are they?” I ask. “Before I took over their best selling paper was about a knocked over cabbage cart...when a bank robbery happened the same day.” “Oh no…” I frowned. “Yeah uh...that's not good. But I was told this town was isolated...why is that?” “After the Griffon Kingdom fell, they lost their main supplier of meat, so they moved out here in the middle of nowhere ocean where fish is plenty.” “Ah, well if all goes well then the Griffon Kingdom will rise along with the other kingdoms and be good again, causing this town to not be so isolated again.” I explain. “Also...what do you think about herds?” I ask. “Eh. As long as the only action I get is from you, I’ll be fine. I don’t do chicks...for some reason I’m like a lesbo magnet...so this veil helps a lot with that also.” “Don't be surprised if that changes somehow.” I say sheepishly. “Anyways, better get to the guild.” “Yeah, come on, it’s this way. Oh and my name is Viva.” She added before leading the way. I stopped myself from adding ‘Las Vegas’ to her name. “Right then.” I nod while following along. “Hope to make a good impression.” Back in Griffon Stone, Joy and Gabby made their way to the gorge, where Gabby was right, the winds flowing though it were fierce. Joy lifted up and dropped a rather heavy rock into the winds below and it was blown away like paper in the wind. “So...how do you plan on looking?” Gabby asked. “Well..it'll be a good first try.” Joy says while summoning Lindworm and hopped in, wind circling around Joy as he tried to see if his spears and wind abilities could make this not as dangerous. While the winds didn't throw him around like a rag doll his wind abilities still made it a bumpy ride down as he searched for the Idol. “Well...good enough for me…” Joy mutters. Joy searched the edges around the gorge, finding nothing and realizing he’d have to go deeper, where the light barely reached. “Damn it.” He muttered while heading down further, using his natural enhanced senses to look around and try to sense the golden idol. As he was where the light was reaching the end of it’s grip, he spotted something in the distance. He flew towards it, and saw it was the giant skill of some kind of horned cyclops. “That better not come to life.” Joy frowned as he looked around the skull, trying to find the Idol. “Shiny things always happen to be near corpses or skeletons.” He saw, near the ends of the, well, edge that the skull rested on, sat a rusted, beaten, but still gold looking, idol. He picked it up, looking it over. “Well it looks like shit but I doubt they'd care.” Joy mutters while flying up to the surface to show Gabby the Idol. After a good few minutes he landed on solid ground and disbanded his weapon. “I got me a thing.” He says, hoping Gabby was still around He received his answer when the happy griffon tackle hugged him. “You found it!” She cheered, squeezing him rather tight. “Air…” Joy wheezed out. Gabby, let go some, but kept her hug firm. “You are going to make the griffons great again!” “Idols mean nothing without someone leading. My brother is gonna come here with the rightful heir to the kingdom...and most likely marry her.” He chuckled. “What do you think about that?” “Meh, I still got you.” She said, purring now, which made Joy...relaxed to hear it. He nuzzled Gabby happily. “Love you.” He says lovingly. “Hehehe, prove it~” Gabby said, now on all fours over Joy. “Not until we're sixteen.” He tells her, his face beat red now. Gabby leaned in close to his ear. “Does it look like I care? Remember, when a griffon wants sex...we get it.” She then lightly bit Joy’s ear...and all sense was lost to him. I looked up and my ears twitched. “Well...Joy finally had some special times.” I chuckled. “Who?” Viva asked as we reached the News Guild. “My little brother Joy.” I tell her. “And this is the News Guild?” “Yes, outside is the same as all others, but the inside is all computers, printers, and the strong smell of ink that takes about an hour to leave your nose no matter how little time you spend in there.” Viva then sighed. “Let’s get this over with.” She said, walking in, Gratta behind her and Cher and I behind her. Viva was right, the stench of ink was strong in here. Surprisingly though, the inside was brick and wood. After going up some stairs we entered an office, which had air fresheners hanging everywhere. “I’m gonna sort through my employee files. Find someone who won’t ruin this place.” Viva said, sitting in her desk and opening a drawer. “Nothing like sorting through a bunch of papers again.” I sigh out, moving over and starting to work on finding some good people to lead. “So, what’s the princesses like?” Viva asked, trying to make some small talk to pass the time. “Luna is strong and tough, but loving. Celestia just as much. Rune is a sex addict who made the Diamond Dog country into the Porn center of the world, and Chrysalis is nice enough...she just happens to get drunk when fed too much love.” I explain simply. “Heh, man, a paper with the headline ‘Changeling Queen Can’t Hold Love Down’ would sell so well. Eh, let’s see here. Patchworks, nah, Gyro, probably not...Alcectia...Maybe.” She said, placing the file with that griffons name on the desk and the others back into the drawer. She then pulled out some more files from the back of the drawer. “I know a better headline.” I say while checking through the names and what they can do. “But I don't know how to word it...but it involved Celestia going from being a lesbian to being bi. Not sure how to word it but it sounded funny in my head.” “Heh, that’s always an issue. Headlines have to be something to catch attention, or make the reader curious.” She said, looking though the new files. “Grapha...no. Definitely not. Cyo...Maybe. Halo...maybe… Feather Trill...No.” With that, she put the maybe’s on her desk and the rest in the drawer. “Alright, so it’s between Alcecta from Field Work, Cyo from editing, or Halo from Printworks.” “I don't know much about this, but what makes all of them a ‘maybe’?” I ask curiously. “Well, Cyo makes some of the better headlines, Alcecta actually finds things that are interesting, and Halo is the only other griffon in this place as smart as me, he just prefers to work with the machines rather than do any actual reports.” “Why not have the three of them work together to lead the place?” I ask curiously. “Halo being the brains, Alcecta being the eyes, and Cyo being the words. Make enough sense?” “Huh, true, and there are guilds where there’s more than one leader.” She then grabbed a microphone on her desk and pressed a button on it. “Cyo, Halo, and Alcenta, my office, now.” Some time passed and the three griffons each entered the room one after the other. “Now, I am going to be gone for, possible forever, so, I need you three to each keep the News Guild up and running by simply keeping up with what you three all do. Halo, on top of keeping the machines working, look over everything Alcecta brings in, and just all three of you keep eyes on each other, and work together. Alright?” “Yes ma’am!” The three said, Viva waving a claw and they left. “There, now let’s get to my place to pick up some stuff. Come on.” “Alright then.” I nodded. Joy was tired. It was a type of tired he never knew, even after all his battles, this tired feeling was very different from them. At some point his clothes ended up being used as makeshift blankets, while the clothes Gabby wore, then took off, were being used to barely cover them. “Hehe, so that’s what sex feels like…” Gabby said, cuddled next to Joy. “Woof.” Joy says gently. “Never did I think...it would be that great…” He smiled...before his eyes widened in horror. “Oh no...the other girls...there gonna be pissed…” He says worriedly. “Hmm, let them, they know what to do to get even with you~” She said, gently tracing a claw down from Joy’s chest to his waist. “I’ll be sure to tell them about your ear~” “We...we told each other to wait…” He says worriedly. “Ugh...I have a bad feeling…” “Eh, if they get that mad I’ll calm them down. Hehe~ Also...where are my underwear?” “Equestria law states the legal age for sex is sixteen...and I have no idea...just glad my cloak and some clothes are still here.” Joy sighs out. “So...how was it for the first time?” “Good. You left a mark on me.” She said, giving him a peck on the cheek. “Well...I hope you don't get pregnant immediately…” He mutters worriedly. “...Well that’s kinda the mark you left.” Gabby said, moving her shirt to the side, showing her belly was nine months large pregnate. “Not sure how that happened so fast...even by griffon standards that’s fast.” Joy could mentally hear Ben laughing his ass off as Joy starred. “Uh...let's...get dressed...and go…” Joy says slowly, fearing he's gonna get killed when they get home. “Alright...my shirt’s gonna be tight now.” Gabby said, putting her shirt on, it stretching over her now massive belly. “Huh, not too bad I guess.” She said, Joy helping her to get up and gather their things. The walk back to Griffon Stone Joy was silent, a tad embarrassed, and kept eyeing her belly. “I can see you eyeing it Joy~” Gabby said with a sly smile. “No.” He says nervously. “I'm just...scared is all…” He sighs out. “I'm thirteen for christ sakes, and I was saving myself for all my girls…” “Hey, Griffons by age twelve can have sex and give birth, or, lay eggs, safely and so on, males are actually ready to have sex by age nine. Believe me, this is normal by griffon standards. I know in Equestria it’s different, and you made a promise, but we can work it all out.” “It's gonna be...weird for them...and they'll get mad that I couldn't wait.” He tells her. “And I...don't know if I could be a good father…” “Hey, most griffon fathers only see their kids as eggs and that’s it, I lucked out, even more so with you, a large family, and I’m sure that in a while I won’t be the only one with a belly this big~. When we were doing it doggy style you told me about Jenny and how she’s part Griffon. Think about that~” “If Jenny knew about this...god help me…” Joy mutters the last part while rubbing his temple. While they walked into the city, as expected, not a single griffon looked at the two...until. “Holy shit! That’s the idol of Bourius!” After that, every Griffon turned and looked at Joy, holding the idol. The pup gulped, every griffon in the ruined city just...stared at him. “Uh...Hi?” Joy says sheepishly. Before Joy could say another word, a mob grabbed him and Gabby, carrying the two to a very ruined castle, where they carefully placed them down in front of a large podium. There was an empty slot that would fit the idol’s base. “Legend says it rested here, place it.” One of the griffons from the crowd spoke up. “Um...shouldn't royalty place it?” Joy asks curiously. “Eh.” Was the majority of the response from the mob. Gabby just shrugged. “I can place it if you want?” Gabby asked. “Fuck it I'm royalty to three different kingdoms technically.” Joy says while putting the beat up Idol in the slot. “So here it is.” Viva said, showing an old, but well kept gold crown. “The crown of the old king of Griffon Stone.” “I thought it was the queen's crown you had?” I asked, confused. “No, the legend is a tad off. I have the old queen's journal, and she only left with the egg she was still carrying. Her first born child stayed in Griffon Stone, refusing to leave his father. So she gave him her crown. It’s not much of a crown, from the picture she drew in her journal of it, it’s about the size of a bracelet.” With the idol placed, there was nothing for a moment...then a golden energy flooded out of the idol like a waterfall. Joy’s pocket burned as he pulled out Gabby’s bracelet, it glowed red hot and he had to drop it. When it hit the floor it reshaped and, as if time went backwards, the bracelet looked like new, and floated onto Gabby’s head, her eyes glowing the same gold as the energy shooting out of the idol. After some time, the energy began to settle, the idol, also renewed by the energy it released, now stood as a base for an orb of glowing gold energy. Gabby, for her part, felt a bit dizzy. “That feels weird…” “Holy mother of damn.” Joy says in shock. “Are you okay Gabby?” He asks worriedly. “I just feel kind of funny…” She said, shaking her head. As she did that, some gold energy flowed off of her for a moment before settling. “Why...did my bracelet float on top of my head?” “That's...because it's a crown.” Joy tells her. “Oh...wait, what?” “Gabby is the lost heir!” One of the griffons yelled, followed by a constant chanting of Gabby’s name. “...Well...this is unexpected.” Gabby said, taking a seat. “But...the legends said the Queen ran away before the kingdom went to hell. The crap is going on?” Joy asks in confusion. “I think we can answer that.” Joy turned around, just in time for a larger gold crown to fly towards him, and land itself on his head. He saw Ben, and three other griffons, two wearing veils, which they took off. The young one had bright red feathers, and the older one had purple feathers...and the same color eyes as Gabby. “Wow...seen everything filtered through this thing for so long...it’s bright.” She said, blinking and rubbing her eyes. “Well looks like my little bro is now king of the Griffons. And he also didn't wait till he was sixteen.” I chuckle. “Shut up.” Joy frowned. “But now we can start getting the griffons back on track with the help of the other countries.” “I wanna try something first.” Viva said, walking to to Gabby...while Cher walked up to Joy. “Hey.” Viva said to Gabby. “Looks like we’re family.” “Family? Really!” Gabby said, happy. “Yes. Heh, well, looks like the crown is yours. I may not have it, but if great great etc great grandma’s journal is right then I can at least tap into some of this.” “What is it?” Gabby asked. “Magic. The same magic that alicorns use. In it’s raw, unfiltered form. This, this is what made Griffon Stone great. That’s why that old monster tried to steal the idol, for the power it released. Heh, too bad for it, this idol is linked directly to our family bloodline. Unless there’s no more us alive, only then can the idol be tampered with by third parties. And judging from that belly it looks like the bloodline is gonna run rather strong for a while.” Viva said that last part with a smirk, looking over at Joy. “Um...who would get the crown out of a few...million kids?” Joy asks worriedly. “You see, when either me or Joy get a woman pregnant, they become magically nine months pregnant and can withstand almost any kind of attack...but they also have to carry a few million kids in their womb.” I explain for their sake. “If my etc great grandmother’s journal is correct, which it should be, the first born. So whoever pops out of that belly first, and hatches, will get the crown. Though, it’s powers can’t go past a couple miles outside of Griffon Stone. That’s the only flaw in the power here.” “Well both of you can get this kind of power without arbitrary distances.” I tell them while summoning Reunion. “This is a Keyblade, a magical weapon to defend yourself against darkness.” I tell them. “Or.” Everyone in the room jumped, seeing Cript behind me. “I can actually help in this regard. But, how much help do you want?” “That depends, cause an entire civilization needs help getting back on its very crippled feet to learn how to walk again.” I tell him. “But their little crowns and magic have an arbitrary distance limit for some reason...man your girlfriends are gonna be so pissed Joy.” “Shut up.” Joy huffs. “But um...how much help are you willing to give Cript?” “Well, I can tell you, or show you, which would you prefer?” Cript asked. “You're  probably gonna show us anyways.” I point out. “So show us if you want.” “Oh I am happy you said that.” Cript said with a smile. “First, that sad, sad, sad...sad excuse for a town.” Cript said, snapping his fingers. When we all looked back….it was modern! Like a mix of Canterlot and earth. “Now, this castle.” He snapped his fingers again, and as if he, which he probably did, made us all blink, the castle was...like new, and very fancy and fully furnished. “Now, for that.” Cript said, pointing at the orb of magic. He then held out a hand to Joy and Gabby. “Crowns please?” Joy shrugged and handed Cript his crown. Gabby took hers off, trusting Joy and handed hers to Crips also. They then floated on their own in mid air, Cript waving a finger at the orb of magic and two, pebble sized orbs of magic came out. One tiny orb of magic floated next to a crown, and then, he clapped his hands, and light covered the crowns and magic, their forms changing...and I knew what he was doing. When it was over, Gabby’s crown changed into a thin, gold colored version of the Ultima Weapon from Birth By Sleep, but the Keychain was a mini version of her crown, and Joy’s crown changed into a gold version of Oblivion, with the Keychain being a mini version of his crown. He then handed Joy and Gabby their respected ‘Crowns.’ “There, that settles that.” “Um...do they turn back into normal crowns?” Joy asks. “And are you gonna live here now?” I ask Joy. “What about all your stuff and girlfriends living at my place?” I ask, wondering how our living arrangements will be now. “They Keyblades are both called The Crowns of Griffin Stone.” Cript informed. “There’s a door by the thrones over there.” Cript pointed, we not noticing the large, red velvet colored thrones on the other side of the room. “That connects this place to Joy’s place. And no, they don’t turn back into crowns. Also, because I am going to be an asshole.” Cript waved a finger, Gabby and Joy floating up as he magicked them into the door behind the thrones. “I’m sorry, but I can’t resist this…” “Oh, did you meet Mike?” I ask Cript, forgetting about Zeke's human reflection here. “Nope….Hey...why is Disney’s devil disguised as a little girl behind you?” Cript asked me, closing the door after Joy and Gabby were placed safely inside...where all of Joy’s girls were in the room they landed in. The last thing heard was a yelp from Joy as the door closed. “Oh him? Apparently Chernabog, or Cher as he wants to be called, was chained up by Core and promptly tortured for all his secrets...but he told me Core is dead.” I tell Cript, but I know the bastard will be reborn sooner or later. “Oh yeah, sorta.” Cript replied. “Daybreak still has his heart, so he can pull a Terranort...though it won’t be the same Core I guess if he comes back like that.” “Namine told me he’ll be reborn as one of our kids…” I tell him. “But also...I learned a very...special thing about you and...all your other reflections…” I sigh out. “I didn't know that...” I say, Cript knowing I was talking about being ‘made’ for Psychopaths. “Yeah...I had a fucked up life.” Cript says, knowing what I am talking about. “You know, I owe a fair amount to my mom for screwing up those plans. You see.” Cript started, taking a seat on the floor. “She was born into Nexus, a multidimensional organization that follow the Psychopaths, from a young age they are all trained to kill. Mom was different. And my father...if you can call him that, was the Nexus leader. At the time. Not long after I was born, she found out what they wanted to do with me, that I was going to be a Psychopath host at only a year old. She escaped, with me. Dimension hopped for a while, til she ended up where I grew up. Unable to run much longer, she gave me to this temple of monks, they knew of the Psychopaths, and had their temple warded against them. I never saw my mom again after that, barely three. For a long time I thought she just left me there. “Long story short, stuff happened and...after a journey that was mandatory of all mages in training, I came home, back to the temple I called home...and found it in flames.” I took a deep breath and hugged Cript. “You really need a hug dude …” I tell him, his backstory being so terrible. “Heh...You know who it was that burned my home and killed my masters? A fellow mage in training, he was there when I got there. He was like a brother...Andy. I learned later on that, Nexus found him, and did things to him. He was not quite a Psychopath, but as evil as one. He walked right passed the wardings...When I got there, he was sitting on their corpses. He, knocked me out. For a year, he experimented on me, did everything to try and...make me...turn me into a Psychopath. He got desperate one day. Remembered something about me.” “Oh no…” I muttered. “You see, Nexus, taking orders from the Psychos, knew that when I was born, I would be born with...a unique soul. One that had an angel bound to it...a Psychopath possessed angel. A host, host to a different host. Talk about redundant. It’s...why my true Keyblade would...go wild, why I could never do holy magic, that thing in me. I still don’t know how, but he woke it up...remember everything it did. Breaking the chains off like they were wet paper, wings grew out of my back, it hurt. Then, it flew, and landed on mars, which in my realm at the time was the first ever terra formed planet. Two million people were living there...Not one survived...I can still hear every scream, feel the blood flow on my hands...the bones breaking in their grip...I remember their faces… One point six million adults, half women, the other half men. Five hundred thousand teens and children...and one hundred million infants…” “Fucking hell.” I frown. “I...I'm sorry…” “It’s...why when Lyra brought up the idea that...more than one baby be born in this family, WAY more than what should be possible, I agreed. I can’t ever undo that, it’s fixed, no time travel can alter it, so...The thing with all the kids is me trying to make right with what happened. For every life the Psychopaths take, our family will create a hundred more, able to fight back against them.” “Well don't worry, your family is with you.” I nod. “And all the extra kids we'll have.” “I just hope that someday, this war against them can end...though, that’s a pipe dream.” “You’d be surprised on what can be stopped by stupid and stubborn heroes.” I tell him with a little chuckle. “Even a fact of life can be stopped if your willing to do the impossible.”l “Maybe...But, not by me.” “But by us right?” I ask. “Me and my friends right?” “I don’t know. I’m retiring. I’ve gone passed my story’s end and beyond, but now...I think it’s time to finally let the next generations of heroes go at it. Wives and I are gonna be doing something someplace else for a while, then set up some stuff so you all can be prepared...cause I’ve seen the first realm, the place where it all started...where the Psychopaths were born… I know I can go there, get strong and win this...but I just have this feeling. It’s not my place, not my battle.” “Make sure you're there on my wedding day okay? This battle won't happen for a long time so we have time to prepare. And I'll make sure not to be too awesome when the big battle happens.” I chuckled. “Heh, you can try. Here’s a warning though. You’ll know when it’s time for war...when the dead throughout time return as them.” With that, Cript snapped his fingers, vanishing. “Well...that's a thing…” I sigh out. “Well that was...an experience.” I mutter while looking around to see if anyone was around hearing our entire talk. “So, where to now?” Viva asked, walking up to me from her exploring the newly done room. “Home.” I say while summoning my glider and getting on. “It's not that far. But the house is way bigger on the inside, and you'll meet all my fiances and kids.” I smile. “Hop on.” “Uh...h-hi girls…” Joy says nervously, seeing all his girlfriend's in the living room. “...” Was their response, seeing the large bellied Gabby. “...Dang it.” Jenny and Sweetie said in unison. “Well...so...wait, waiting is out the window?” Applebloom asked. “I am...confused.” Diamond Tiara stated. “Okay so...from the top…” Joy sighs out. “This is Gabby Griffon...and she kinda sorta…” He sighs out. “Me and Gabby are the king and queen of the griffon kingdom, she got a keyblade, I got a new one...I'm sorry I didn't wait...Gabby forced it.” He tells them in simple but embarrassed terms. “If a griffon wants it, we get it.” Gabby said with a smile. Jenny just stared at Gabby, then over to Joy. “...Get him!” To Be continued...