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// Story: Multiverse Rumble 
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Muliverse Rumble

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It’s been two years since that moment in Pinkie Pie’s basement.  Two years since I saw a horror I don’t want to wish on anyone, especially not my folds, my children.  Still, here I am with Niko standing in the middle of Ponyville.  Packie and Dwaine both came with us.  Hearing Packie freak out about turning into a pony had been worth the trip.  I think back about the reasons I didn’t want to come back.

But none of them matter.  I’m not here for everypony.  I’m here for my babies.  I’m here because the darkness that tried to spread before is trying again, and this time it’s attacking my new home.

“Dash?” a surprise voice asks.

I turn to see a surprised Twilight.  Of course she’s surprised.  I’ve been gone for two years.  She runs toward me, but is stopped by Niko.  I’m kind of surprised at how he looks.  In his world I had seen pictures of some of the Clydesdales, and that is what he looks like.  He’s a stocky pony, nearly as tall as Celestia, and to be honest a little more imposing.

“Stay right where you are,” he says.

She looks at him, uncertain, and then at me.

“Rainbow Dash what happened?  You disappeared, and we discovered the basement…  Everyone was so scared for the worst,” she said.

“I’ve been safe.  Now, what is going on?” I asked.

“Seriously Niko, am I freaking out or something man?!” Packie asked in a near panic.

“Take it easy.  We’re in a different world.  Hell, I’ve only been here for a few minutes and I get it,” Dwaine replied.

“And why aren’t you acting like your normal ass self?!” Packie asked.

“Don’t know, but I kind of like this place,” he answered.

“The answer to what is going on is easy,” a voice said.

I turned to see another pony, dressed in a robe, walking toward us.  He stopped and a chuckle I had hoped to never hear again came from behind the hidden face under the hood of the robe.

“Mr. Bellic, I can’t say I’m surprised to see you here,” he said.

“This is what you mean by not working for the FIB?” he asked.

“I said before that I work for different people.  That’s true, and right now I’ve worked to bring more than just you and your little house mare here.  Look at the darken skies Niko.  Look and see the disaster trying to spread out.  There’s a rip in the very fabric of space and time and it’s trying to devour everything,” he said.

“He’s right,”

I turned to see another me.  Her face was serious looking, imposing, and far darker than even I had been before the both of my babies.  There was little drops of something stuck to her, and I wasn’t sure if I wanted to know.  She looked at me a few seconds and then shook her head.  She turned back toward the hooded figure.

“I told you that we had more than enough ponies in the factory that could do this, and to be honest there are some of them that would enjoy it,” she said.

“What you do in that horror show you call a Rainbow Factory is your business, but I couldn’t risk bringing too many of them here.  It’s dangerous enough to have Mr. Bellic and his friends here,” the hooded figure said.