//------------------------------// // Mission Accomplished? // Story: Coded Arms: Ponygram // by Thunder Hammer //------------------------------// ***10010100*** Coded World After the hell Grant's been through, he finally made it to the heart of the Coded World. He placed the wiping device on the master computer to stop Maelstrom's virus from spreading to every electronic device, in the world and outside, including vital satellites. After a few minutes in the wiping process, he was getting a transmission from the built in earpiece in his helmet. "So-*crackle* You wiped out*crackle* my long awaited*crackle* plan. You're tougher than I *crackle* thought...*crackle* Don't think you have won*crackle* I will re-plant my virus one way*crackle* or another*CRACKLE*" And with those last words, Maelstrom had singed off. Grant had thought he had won. He was hoping nothing like this would ever happen again... When he had to delete his long time buddy, Thorn, who was infected with the virus, turning him into a mindless killing machine, Grant was determined to accomplish his mission. He hoped that he would never have to delete or kill one of his friends again. When the wiping process was finished, the red, flowing codes of 1s and 0s had turned into blue, signifying that the virus was gone. Grant was getting another transmission, this time from the General. "Good work, Major! Maelstrom has been shut down and everyone can use their devices without fear again. Few people used their devices while under "World Martial Lockdown" and caught the infection, but they have been contained. Everything is under control. We are now uploading you back to the real world." Grant was relieved to have heard that. He was tired of seeing floating numbers all the damn time, he's getting a major headache. "Go to the glowing platform ahead of you. I will see you on Earth. General out." A platform appeared ahead of Grant and glowed blue. Grant walked up to the platform and numbers started to float from his head to toe. The uploading was starting... *1%... 20%.... 50%...* When it reached 75%, the numbers started to glow red. Grant was getting worried... *78%...80%............... 79%..65%..........99%..63%...0%54%97%56%82%* The platform started going haywire. Grant frantically looked around to find the problem until he felt a sharp pain from his shoulder. He saw red cracks on his armor and he knew what it meant... he was infected. He tried to scratch it off but he knew there was nothing else he could do. The platform started shaking and the more numbers appeared. *10001010101001001101011010101011010101010010101110101ERROR100010111010101ERROR101001110110101011101ERROR1101001010100111101010011ERRO-* *SWOOSH* ...... Grant was gone. ***10010100*** Everfree Forest Grant was waking up from unconsciousness. He stood up and checking if everything on him was intact. His armor and his ever-so reliable pistol was still there but his other weapon plug-ins were gone. He checked his surroundings to see that he was in a forest. Grant then felt a sudden burst of wooziness that subsided a few seconds later. He remembered that he caught Maelstrom's virus. He checked his shoulder, finding no red cracks. He sighed in relief. Maybe this is all a dream? he thought. Grant then started to hear a low humming sound. The kind of sound grounded electricity makes. He started searching on where the sound was coming from. After a few minutes of searching, he found the source... It was a cloud of red, floating numbers(1s and 0s. Computer Language) Grant knew all to well what that thing is. The virus was somehow separated from him. He started to wonder whether to stop it or leave it alone.... He couldn't answer that question when the virus floated away into the sky. Grant watched it floating away to the sun until it was out of sight. "I don't think this is the Coded World." he said to himself. He then started to realize that everything looked like it was colored with oil pastels. It looked too colorful for it to look like the real world. "Maybe I'm in a child's computer?" With those words, Grant started to adventure more. For a few minutes, he was walking endlessly in the forest and started to feel lost..... He then heard growling.... Grant took out his trusted pistol and searched his surroundings. He saw rustling in the bushes and he opened fire. Good thing the military upgraded his three pistol magazines to generate an infinite amount of ammo, though it needed time to generate ammo, so reloading is still required. He checked the bush, seeing there was nothing in it, save for a few bullet marks on the ground. He looked behind him to see that there was a wolf made out of.... wood? Grant was scratching his helmet in confusion when suddenly the wolf pounced on him. Grant pushed the wolf back and opened fire. The wolf seemed to be resisting the bullets, chunks of wood started flying but the wolf didn't looked like it was hurt. "What the- AH!" The wolf bit on Grant's arm. Grant tried to shake it off but it seems that it was making the wolf angrier, making it bite harder. He then tried to shoot the wolf on the head, only to realize that he needed to reload. "OH COME ON!" He hit the wolf on the head with the but of his gun and the wolf got off, whimpering then came back to pouncing stance. Grant quickly reloaded while the wolf leaped towards him, he shot the wolf square on its wide-open mouth, leaving it lying on the ground, dead. "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!" Grant yelled. ***10010100*** Ponyville Twilight and Spike was re-arranging the bookshelves... For the third time this week. Spike was tired of doing this over and over and over. Twilight was just happily dusting the books with her magic, while Spike is breaking his back, climbing the ladders while carrying tons of books. They were doing their normal thing until they heard a popping noise in the distance. Twilight and Spike stopped on their tracks... *pop* Twilight was curious about what that was. After a several seconds, she shrugged it off, thinking it was Pinkie Pie with her party cannon. Then she heard a scream. Twilight wore a confused face, a long silence followed "Um... Any idea what that was?" Spike asked, breaking the silence. "I don't really know Spike, maybe we should check it out?" "Nah, could be anything. Let's finish this already so I can greet Mr. Blankey again." Spike said with a sleepy voice. "You're right." They returned to their chores. After about 30 minutes of re-arranging, Spike was about to put the last book on the last vacant spot on the shelf. Slowly, ever so slowly, Spike reached out to the shelf to put the book, careful not to knock anything over. Slowly, Spike was about to finish it. The edge of the book was in the slot and... *POP* *KNOCK KNOCK* The sudden burst of onomatopoeia startled Spike, making him fall down from his ladder, with the resulting shock wave knocking 47% of all the books in the library. Spike shook out his wooziness and saw how much damage was caused. Spike yelled in frustration and stomped his way up the stairs *KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK* "Spike!" Twilight called. She could hear loud snoring from upstairs. Twilight sighed and opened the door and saw that it was her timid friend Fluttershy. "Hi Fluttershy, what brings you hear?" "Um, well, I heard loud noises, um, a while ago, in the forest and a scream too. It scared me and the bunnies I was feeding. I want to ask if it's, um, okay with you, to check on it?" She said with usual her soft voice.(of course) "Why sure! What friends are for! Spike! Could you clean up that mess while I'm gone?" *Snore snore* "Oh yeah, I forgot. Let's go." Twilight and her pinked maned friend trotted off to the Everfree. ***10010100*** Everfree Forest Grant thought he was seeing things. He was repeatedly hitting his head. "Wolves made out of wood. Hehe, never heard of that before. I've seen weirder stuff, but that was just ridiculous." Grant was thoroughly confused. "Pastel trees, pastel rocks, pastel plants, PASTEL SKY, PASTEL SUN! AM I THE ONLY REALISTIC BEING HERE!" Grant was panting, catching for breath after that yell. He tried to calm down and think positive. "Hehe, beats fighting 3 Gatekeepers. Why am I getting mad? This looks like a waaay better place to live in. I could simply live off the land, find the locals, settle, and live happily ever after..." Grant was just standing there, staring at the ground until he finally remembered about his transmitter in his helmet. If he was in an electronic device... Then the military can track it down and upload him out of there. Grant pressed the button for his transmitter. "General? Are you there? It's Major Grant. I seemed to be stuck in some kid's device... Hello? HELLO?!" ..... Nothing. Grant sighed and leaned his back on a nearby tree, slowly sliding down until his butt hit the ground. He had no communication to ANYBODY AT ALL. He was stuck in some KID'S DEVICE. And he has no idea how to GET BACK. Grant leaned his head on his palm. He stayed in the same position for some time now. He stayed like that, thinking about... thinking about ANYTHING really, but getting back to the real world was on the top of his mind. He kept on thinking, then he remembered Thorn. Grant sighed. At least nothing like that will happen again. I hope. Thinking positive helped him just a tiny bit. After what seemed like hours, he heard a twig snap. Grant looked up, stood up, and readied his pistol. Grant slowly walked up to the source of the snap.... He saw the source... And it surprised him greatly... [Author's Notes: Sorry if you think it's bad. It's my first official fic that I'm sticking to. I hope you enjoyed. I'm pretty sure most of you never even heard of Coded Arms cuz it's not really famous but it is one of my most favorite PSP games of all time! Please correct some grammar and spelling errors and I will correct them If I have time. Welp, bee seein' ya.]