//------------------------------// // It works! // Story: Back to Equestria brothers. // by ThatRarityIsaSpy //------------------------------// “The fall wasn’t that bad. It didn’t hurt.... too much. The water was just ice-cold. Not that it would really matter, but it’s just very uncomfortable situation.” “I am only glad the water didn’t freeze over. You may of broken something.” “Doubtful. Probably would of went right through the ice. Martellus can explain that if you are interested.” The duo continued to walk through the forest casually for no particular reason at all. “You did it!” The Doctor said happily as he had a unicorn friend place his two new statues into a glass display. The display was made to be a one way glass that was also bulletproof, so that even if somehow the angels fell out of position, the mirrored nature of the glass would prevent them from moving. It had taken a while, a lot of brainstorming and a huge argument but Cyrus managed to get the job done. Carefully, he had the angels arranged so that they would be facing each other. Who it was that had to do this, resulted in a massive debate which was settled by Cyrus himself as he would personally do this. He used whatever tools at his disposal and had shifted the angels into looking at each other so they wouldn’t move. Now came the tricky part. Actually transporting two angels back to the Doctor’s shop. This was a tedious task to say the least, as picking up an angel was very dangerous. So they had ran back and gotten help from a few unicorns. Their magic was used to lift the angels onto a cart which was promptly pushed back all the way to ponyville. The process was indeed very tedious as more than one scout nearly touched one of the angels, but at the end of the day, every scout remained in the present and had their necks where it belonged as did every pony that helped. “Well, now come downstairs!” The doctor said as he led them through a long and winding stairway. “So... you used to be human?” “In a sense. I looked human, felt human and acted human. But deep down, I was not human. I had two hearts for example.... wait.. you mentioned you have two hearts too....” “Yes. All space marines are like that. We have additional implants and organs to aid our combat abilities.” “Ah yes that’s right. The humans I met weren’t brutes like you that were ready to shoot something that as much as looked at them the wrong way.” “We probably wouldn’t be talking if I hadn’t shot most of the things I met.” “So... how about telling me about some of the aliens you meet? From your robotic friend, I learned you served with a thing that hunts aliens?” “Aye, the deathwatch. We’re the best of the best. I faced Necrons, Tyranids, Eldar, Orks, Tau and many others. Necrons, being ancient machines intent on eradicating all life.” “That reminds me of something.” “Tyranids seek to devour every living creature in the entire galaxy for reasons Emperor knows why. Eldar merely use you for their own ends, Orks seek to wage war and senselessly murder while the Tau seek to enslave humanity.” “Pleasant bunch aren’t they now?” The doctor joked. “I’ve met many aliens, and I can say with a thankful degree of certainty their much more friendly than the ones you put up with.” “I was about to say you’re the only group of xenos I met that didn’t plan on murdering us on day 2.” The scout replied. “That still doesn’t mean I trust you too much.” “Funny how you’re accepting help from a guy you don’t trust.” The doctor joked. “But I understand humans much better than that fool Lyra.” “Who’s that?” “Some silly pony that obsesses over humans. Hands especially. Apparently humans are mythology on this planet. Who knew they actually would come here?” “Humph. Horses are used as pack animals on some planets. They became extinct on Terra at maybe 13,000 years ago. They couldn’t talk. Or fly. Or use magic.” “I didn’t either until I came here. But I got turned into one of them. Having four legs wasn’t easy at first, but I became used to it.” “Living in an alien’s body?” “It’s fine. But that aside, here we are.” The doctor opened the door. Inside the room held many things, from hourglasses to gears but what stood out the most was a massive mirror at the end of the room. To Cyrus’ suprise, when the doctor placed his hoof on the mirror, his hoof went through the glass. “See here? This leads to a pocket dimension. The only thing is, one second here is about 6.5 days in there. And you can only return after 156 hours in the mirror. It is almost entirely empty but you can make whatever adjustments you see fit.” Cyrus nodded and immediately voxed Angelos to tell him the news. “A mirror that warps time?” Solomon asked. “I have my doubts on this.” “But to ensure the survival of our chapter, we must be willing to take risks. This sounds, silly, foolish whatever you wish to call it, but in the end, we must be willing to accept any help we have if we are to ensure the survival of the chapter.” Tarkus replied. “I can only imagine how many ways this will go wrong.” Martellus said. “Angelos, you must not do this.” “But if we don’t do this, how long will it take for us to rebuild our losses? Ten years? Twenty? One hundred? It’s simply come to the fact that we cannot wait and sit still and slowly watch wounds heal. We must take action.” Cyrus argued making many heads in the circle nod. “But at the same time, what if this goes wrong? For all we know, we may as well as open a portal to a daemon world if things go hairy!” Martellus said. “This is a risk I wish not to take.” “Same goes for here. Who knows what tricks the xenos may have up their sleeves? Worse yet, what if even THEY have no clue about this?” Solomon said backing up the Techmarine. “My Lord.” One scout said walking in the circle to Angelos. “Captain Diomedes is back.... he has a xeno with him.” “Very well. Tell him to come at once. I wonder if that alien has anything to say.” “Did I miss anything?” Diomedes asked as he stood with his brothers. “No, but why do you have THAT with you?” Solomon asked eying Fluttershy who hid behind her mane. “Merely followed me around. And dragged me out of a river.” Diomedes replied. “I swear...” “If it hadn’t occurred to you already, we got better things to do than to listen to your ramblings about vengeance. As much as I hate that abomination, I wish to finish more serious matters.” Cyrus said. The rest of the people at the circle nodded in agreement. “Do we use this piece of xeno tech/artifact that one of them gave us?” The scout pointed at the large mirror that was leaning against a tree. Well, if I was actually going to be more honest, the tree was leaning against the mirror due to it’s large size. “I still hope he isn’t too angry with me for blasting holes in his place of residence.” Tarkus said sheepishly. “He didn’t care.” Cyrus said flatly wishing to not get sidetracked. “But... do we use this mirror or not?!” “I say we do.” Tarkus said. “We can ensure the survival of chapter with this.” “And risk damnation as who knows where that leads?” Solomon retorted. “Oh I know! Maybe if I send you through. If you go screaming to your death than I know that it’s not safe.” “Maybe you got a better idea?” The scout sergeant shot back. “Don’t use it. I am not going to risk damnation.” “I honestly don’t trust it.” Martellus said. “The alien means well like most of his race, but I can write an entire book on how this can go wrong.” “Maybe I can test it?” Fluttershy suddenly spoke up..... much to everyone’s surprise. “You serious?” “Are you sure about this?” “Better them than us.” “Unknown probabilities always make me nervous.” “Is this really necessary? Why don’t we do it ourselves?” “No. I think this perhaps maybe a good idea.” Angelos said. “I will go with you as a matter of fact.” “WHAT?!” “That is a terrible idea!” “Have you gone mad?!” “Not at all.” Angelos replied. “I do wish to see whether or not this works. And here it’s settled.” The chapter master stood up and went for the mirror waving Fluttershy along with him. Gingerly, he made his way in, followed by Fluttershy. “Emperor preserve him.” Martellus said. “Wait... look!” Literally, one second later the chapter master emerged from the shimmering mirror. Followed by the yellow pegasus who looked worse for wear. Angelos was smiling, his one eye dancing with excitement. “It works.”