It is said that everything that lives one day will day, that death will always bring life behind it, one organism will lie down and another will occupy its place. It is a constant cycle of life and death, ready to place itself on top of the chain just before something else will occupy that space soon after. It is a constant spiral of life and death that governs all universes; it is a constant rhythm of everything that exists at every time, no matter what would happen.
I had the chance of finding the god that created that cycle… I killed it and would do it again if I had the chance.
It was so long ago when it happened that it still surprises me I can still remember that time; probably part of what ties me to the multiverse as the one that can heard by everyone. It is a constant companion for the one that will forever remain exiled. Well, is not because it is a real exile, just… for security measures; I don’t want other creatures to become like Celestia. Maybe constantly being in contact with me, or as much contact I could have with someone without having a physical body.
Still, there is much that I can’t and won’t do, but if there is one thing that I have always been able of doing and in general it is the part I enjoy the must, is watching the lines of life and death and the intricate ways in which they will constantly shift across the multiverse; little steps that were not taken in other places, like a turn left letting you meet the person of your dreams, while turning right would have me you famous and rich. And in the middle of all that, there is always one creature… one sun.
“So this is Equestria,” and no matter what happens, the sun will always arrive at the best place at the best time.
“We’ve been in Equestria for a while, this is Canterlot,” this tie she looks different, including her companion; both were wearing black clothes, from head to toes, well, almost; they were after all wearing black dresses while their eyes were hidden underneath what looked as a thick cloth.
“If didn’t know better, I would say you said that with sarcasm.”
“That’s preposterous, after all, emotions are forbidden,” the redhead said to her pigtailed companion as the two looked at what seemed to be the statue of a unicorn with wings, raring up as if to make it look more intimidating, although that action didn’t awake anything in the two human-like figures.
“If that’s what you say, but the S series tend to be known for their… snarkier responses compared to other series,” the pigtailed woman answered back as she somehow began to pay attention to the holographic screen floating in front of her.
“I blame the original source, I am simply S19.”
“Sunset Shimmer, legendary name of humanity; yeah, at least you have an origin that can be considered spectacular. My series? They took our design from a woman known as Sugarcoat that went to one of the engineer’s school.”
“Is that jealousy I detect?”
“That will be impossible, after all, emotions are forbidden,” if their bodies had been allowed to do that action, both androids would have had a smirk on their faces at that moment; but their weapons were ready as their sensors picked something up and the red alarm was quickly activated on their systems. Their swords in their hands and defensive protocols ready, the first of many creatures attacked.
The dark being was soon sliced open, the steel and circuits stood floating for a second, gravity reasserting itself slowly after such a fast attack from the red android, before the next robot was struck down just like its brother. One after another, in a deadly ballet practiced for hundreds of times, the dark creatures were gone in a flash of sparks and explosions.
“I do not understand why these creatures keep on jumping into their destructions.”
“Changelings, before their turn into their colorful forms, were as black as night, chitinous insects.”
“Does it go somewhere that explanation?” S19 said, cleaning her katana for the oil and observing the surroundings.
“The robots were designed to look identical to each other so they could be used as repairing and serving units.”
“Well, then those brooms were more dangerous than I thought because I don’t see any pony around.”
“Due to reasons yet unknown, the robots staged a revolution, sadly the records that we have don’t show what happened or in what way they achieved that, but that’s why we are all here. Our mission is to find out what happened with ponies and gain control of Equestria, that’s the directive that Earth gave us.” Unit C12, like her sibling units H22 and O11, were direct and right to the point, but they were also known to be hard to work with; why a brand new combat unit like S19 had been partnered with her was still top secrets, but neither android asked questions; you never asked why to Command “also, you were showing emotions once again.”
“Blame my original then,” all units had been designed with someone in mind, someone that had left an impression on the First Engineer, the people that had created the first series of androids, the now renowned Model CH, the precursors of the C unit that were based on the woman known as Sugarcoat. Model S had come as a surprise to everyone; sadly, that model had been completely wiped out on the war against CLASSIFIED and no information was recovered from their demise.
Model S was a surprise, outperforming the Model T, who everyone thought would be the future of the android lines; for that reason, the units had been quickly dispatched and partnered with other units to explore and eradicate the robots that had taken Equestria for their own.
It was clear that Model S was dangerous, not because it was stronger than others, but because they enjoyed humor and asking questions, that was too dangerous and there was no way Unit C12 will allow Unit S19 keep asking questions; they will simply go in, find one of the main factories of the robots and return to base. It was a simple mission and Unit C12 will not fail.
Sadly for Unit C12, she didn’t have much data about human history on her records, because she would have known the immortal words of General Moltke that planes never survive contact with the enemy, and you know what? Sometimes not even with your allies because, even as an android, a mere simulacrum of the image of Sunset Shimmer, destiny doesn’t stick to them, there is just something in Sunset’s existence that make her immune to plans and great destinies of either great heights, or low precipices.
Sometimes it is the smallest things that can derail plans that had been in motion for millennia, after all, as one wise man said, the right man -or android in this case- in the wrong place can make all the difference in the world.