Exploration turns out to be much longer than expected.

by Totito30


Up and Away

As soon as Ix's skeletal hand faded away in the portal, the white hole started to develop its own tentacles of white light, which spread around the throne like a mesh, and then into the floor. Soon, the whole throne was entirely white. The voracious anomaly, however, did not stop.

The walls cracked, the wooden beams holding the stone roof creaked and the entire place trembled. White veins started to appear from the cracked walls and the damaged beams, quickly covering them entirely and proceeding onto other objects.

J´zar backed off from the throne as one white tendril tried to leash around its ankle.

"¡We must leave!" the warrior demanded "¡NOW!"

They ran towards the open door and reached the other room. The door was still closed, but it was also, as everything else, being covered quickly in white strands which leahed and writhed as if they were the hair of a monstrous creature. J´zar approached the lever and pulled it down, opening the door before the mares could say anything. Applejack was about to warn J´zar of the ravenous hordes of monster that laid behind the threshold, but she swallowed her words when she saw the hallway.

The monsters were running madly around it, trying to escape the white tentacles as they surrounded their bodies and heads, quickly engulfing even the largest monsters. Some were (apparently) less lucky: a wolf tried to run away from the leashes, but then a flash of electricity sprouted from the white things in the walls and hit it right in the chest. The wolf's head started spurt blood through eyes, nose and mouth. Soon the body was also devoured by the white mesh.

"¿What the hay is going on here?" Twilight Sparkle asked as they ran through the long hallway.

"¡The Wolf returns to the Maw!" J´zar yelled "¡Without Ix, the only thing that bound it here disappears!"

"¿And what does the Maw look like?" Twilight asked again, her mane flowing behind her as a white vortex of pure nothingness started to swallow that wing of the castle.

"¡If the Council banished Ix there, it's probably filled with barbed wire, sentry crossbows and psychotic killers!" J´zar theorized.

They turned around a corner and ran directly through the gate the massive lion had come through, soon finding themselves in a secluded area with a big staircase leading into the heights of the main tower.

"¡Come on!" urged J´zar, quickly ascending through the steps.

The mares followed him, except for Rainbow Dash, who preferred to fly up the tower, following them. When they had already turned aroudn several times, they noticed the white tentacles were following them, creeping up on the steps and constricting themselves in the spandrels.

Suddenly, as the first six members of the party crossed a section of the stair, three stepswere torn apart by the tentacles. Rarity would have fallen right into them wasn't it for J´zar, who quickly raced back and grabbed her by the only thing that he could grasp on.

The mare yelled in protest when J´zar grabbed her white horn and held her aloft.

"¡Not by the horn!" Rarity whimpered before being pulled back into the stair.

They continued ascending through the stairs and promptly reached the top of the main tower. J´zar looked around just to find themselves trapped atop the tower, a white mesh of nothingness pursuing them and surrounding the party.

"¡Twilight!" J´zar yelled.

"¡¿Yes?!" she answered.

"¡Get us out of here!" J´zar ordered.

The librarian focused and soon a halo of pink energy surrounded her horn. Just as the tentacles were about to rip them to shreds, J´zar heard a boom and was blinded by a flash of light. He saw a fast sequence of images, which blurred into darkness as he felt the soft breeze under his feet. The feeling only lasted a second before an object crashed against his back and threw him to the floor. That object was Pinkie Pie.

Since Twilight Sparkle had very little time to plan the teleportation spell, all of the beings would appear in disorder in the desired area. Unluckily, Pinkie had used J´zar's back as landing spot. Fate seemed to be playing a bad joke on J´zar, since the other five mares landed on top of him as well. The warrior disappeared under the bodies of the six mares.

With significant ammounts of yelling and being hit in the face by hooves, J´zar managed to escape from under the mares. The ponies quickly helped each other to their hooves and they were soon laughing of the incident.

"I'm sorry" Twilight excused herself "I am not very good with that spell if I don't get preparation enough"

"Nevermind" J´zar calmly assured "Being crushed under six ponies is not the worst injury I have sustained"

J´zar stayed calm just to provide example, as he was used to do with his own soldiers. But inside, he was very unsure. First, there was the subject of pony-human interaction. ¿What would happen if governments learned of this alternate dimension? Nothing good, of course. J´zar knew humans far too well how to trust on their peace and truces.

Secondly, ¿what about the inhabitants of this dimension? J´zar had barely learned anything about them. And their physiology would surely interest medics. But again, the test they would submit them too would not be very pleasant.

Lastly, there was J´zar himself. He was not sure on what to do. Now that Ix was dead, there was no reason for him to remain there. He could return to his world, to his known land. He would reassume his old lifestyle, and continue on his duty, as he always did. Then ¿why the idea didn't please him at all?

He had to admit he was taking affection on the mares. Their company was entertaining and distracted him from the horrors of his own world. But besides that, he believed that all other ponies were extremely immature, even naive. Everytime J´zar questioned his own thoughts, he could only find even more convincing facts to defend his theory.

"¿Now what?" he asked out loud, as if the world could provide a better answer than his own.

"Well, we probably should report to the Princess" Twilight Sparkle suggested.

"Good idea" J´zar accepted, trying to postpone his decisions.