Twilight stared at Emily, half asleep, “Could you...say that again please?” She asked.
Emily sighed, wishing she had waited for the morning now, “For some reason I remembered Jason telling me something before, and he wanted to show you this.” She took the hair she had picked up from the floor and gave it to Twilight.
Twilight held it in her magic, studying the hair carefully as she yawned slightly. She sighed, “This mane looks odd, but I have honestly never seen anything like it in anything I have read. If he was stolen by something though, I can find a tracing spell that can trace back to the owner of this mane.”
Emily smiled, “Cool, whatever that means, do it.” she said.
Twilight shook her head, “I would have to find the spell for it, and it would take awhile to learn. Im sure that he can survive a night on his own. He is very good at surviving from what I have seen.”
Emily sighed, “Of course...this is why I have barely learned a spell, plus I don't want to...” she looked down at Twilight, “Alright, I guess Ill try and help you with that spell tomorrow.” she said, hesitantly leaving the library to go to bed herself.
Jason growled at the drone who had slammed him in the back of his head. “Do that one more fucking time… I bloody dare you.” He muttered, low enough that no one could hear him.
Queen Chrysalis, as Jason had learned was her name, smirked, watching, “You are very annoying when your awake. I had thought the sleeping spell would hold you until we got you in. Oh well, it isn't that hard to put a struggling victim into the chrysalis anyway...” she looked over at one of the smaller, drones she had in the hive, who was watching her, waiting for her command, “I will so much enjoy you becoming as loyal as these ones.” she smiled.
“Fat fucking chance, and while we’re on the subject, you might want to watch the love.” He said with a smirk.
Chrysalis glared at him, “And what love exactly are you talking about?”
Jason sighed, “It takes the fun out of the insults if you have to explain them…” He said, “I’m calling you fat, without saying it directly… He muttered.
She rolled her eyes, “Oh lovely, and I thought the comedian pony was annoying...” she sighed.
Jason glared up at her, “For the last fucking time bitch, I am a human! I am not, nor will ever be, your slave.” He growled.
She smirked, “Well just see.” she looked at a Beta, “Lets see how far down you can make the chrysalis go on Omega. Put him in.” She commanded.
Jason’s face morphed into a snarl as he was pushed towards the open chrysalis, “Just watch as your conversion goes wrong, I’m gonna love the look on your face as I stick it on a pike.”
“Violent aren't we?” The queen asked, as the Changelings stuffed him into the large green chrysalis and it closed itself around him. She looked at him through the murky green material, and smirked, “I'll see you in a few hours.” She said, leaving the converting chamber with her changelings, Jason stuck in the chrysalis as it did its job.
Jason gritted his teeth, the pain that he was receiving was incredible. “Fuck…” He muttered, dropping his bravado act, “So, this is my fate? A slave drone, fated to follow orders forever?” He sighed, “Twi… Applejack… Pinkie, Flutters, Rainbow, Rarity…” He fell silent, doing his best to ignore the pain in his chest, “Imloch… Emily…” Emily’s face flashed across his mind, over and over. “No…” He muttered, as the conversion started tickling at his mind, everything else finally finished. “NO!” He yelled, punching the chrysalis as hard as he could in a last ditch effort, barely making a dent. He kept trying, no longer able to actually feel the tickling in his brain, until he was tired from hitting it and sat back, panting.
He looked around, a bit confused. The chrysalis was starting to get cold and dry, and he still had his own thoughts. He had assumed it would have taken more then three minutes to his mind and body to change, but his mind was still fine. The chrysalis cracked and shattered, dumping him on the floor of the cave as it fell, leaving him with his mind still intact. He smiled, before the door to the room opened and Queen Chrysalis walked in.
She looked him over. Her chrysalis had done as it was supposed to, even making it seem like little time had passed for its victim as it was changed, making it think it was being changed immediately instead of slowly to make it even more scared for its life before it broke itself apart so that it could crawl out as its new self. She took notice that the wings on his back were sadly unusable, and the horn was too small for any sort of magic, but she honestly wasn't going to need him to fly or use magic at any point.
She walked a bit closer, and ate the leftover emotion he had left in the air when she left, “Hmmm… you were quite an angry little monster weren't you? All thats left is attaching you to the hivemind and begin your work.”
“Angry? Yes, and still feeling the rush.” Jason snarled, “Being directed towards you.”
She looked surprised, “Hmmm...a small error then. I should have guessed other creatures didn't have the same brain waves as a pony. Aw well, you were just a test animal.” Her horn glowed, and lifted him in the air, throwing him against the wall.
Jason snarled, “You forget one major detail, the conversion worked ¾ of the way, I got most of the conversion, but I have my mind, which gives you one stinking problem.” he said, getting up, “I can fight!” He roared, charging at Chrysalis.
Chrysalis opened her wings and flew into the air, chuckling as Jason ran into the wall, “You are still useless, you don't have magic, and you don't have flight. You don't deserve to fight me.” she said, as thousands of Changelings ran into the chamber.
Jason’s eyes glinted, “Let’s see how my new carapace and strength does.” He said, slamming his foot into the right eye socket of a Changeling, its shrill scream echoing inside the room as it writhed from the pain, roundhousing another, breaking it’s horn. “At least make it a challenge for me!” He yelled, grabbing the broken horn and using it as a knife, stabbing another Changeling in it’s eye, green blood pouring out.
Chrysalis sighed, “Oh, how the least qualified fighters of my hive always appear first. Its always a shame.” bigger, stronger looking changelings walked over the few changelings that were hurt, and attacked Jason, using their magic and flight against him as they bit and attacked him while Chrysalis took her leave and exited the room.
Jason snarled, “Do you really think It’ll be that easy?” He charged at one of them, his whole body subconsciously changing into the same color stone as the floor, becoming the stone as he tackled one of the bigger Changelings to the ground as he smashed it’s face in, reveling in the sound of the bones breaking, the blood oozing around his stony fingers. “Alright, who's next?” He taunted, throwing the knife down.
The smaller changelings ran at him without thinking, while the bigger higher ranked ones took to strategy, changing into his friends.
“That won’t work bitches…” Jason smirked, “I’m one of you now, I can tell when a Ling is real or not.” He smiled, smashing one of the ones disguised as Applejack in the side, the disguise faltering and cracking the carapace before picking it up and throwing it into ‘Fluttershy’, who’s disguise also faltered.
The other changelings dropped their disguises and hissed at him, flying up into the air in a huge swarm, diving down at him, their horns down as they aimed for his chest.
Jason groaned, “Too much for stone… but maybe…” He placed his arms in front of him, and closed his eyes, hoping, before he heard the cracking and crunching of changeling bones hitting against something. He opened his eyes and smiled, seeing that he had made a huge shield out of stone to protect himself with. Once he didn't hear the changelings hitting against the shield anymore, he lowered it, looking around at the broken bodies of the Changelings, “Hey, Chrysalis! Come out and fight!” He yelled after taking out the last few changelings smart enough to stop before ramming into his shield.
At a later...see you again... He heard her voice in his mind, sounding like it was in a faulty aircraft walkie talkie as she talking in fragmented sentences.
“She got away… He muttered, throwing down the last ling corpse, “God damn it.” He sighed, “I gotta get outa here…” He muttered, looking down at himself and noticing he still had his white tee-shirt and blue jeans, if a bit tattered. “At least they didn’t take that from me…” He smiled wryly, “Guess it’s time to Hulk out and smash this pop-stand.” He said, placing his hand on the remnants of the crystalis, his skin morphing into the same murky green color as his former prison, “This is so cool, HULK SMASH!” He roared, charging towards the wall, smashing it despite the open door, to excited and full of unused energy to care about it.
Jason found himself surrounded by a craggy wasteland, completely devoid of all life save for the Changeling fortress. “Well, now that that’s taken care of,” He said, the murky green crystalline skin fading, “I should probably start moving.” He began walking away from the wasteland, trying to find someway to get home.
Jason stoked the fire, trying to stay warm. The smoke circling around in the ceiling of the cave before drifting outside, which was covered by small bushes. Earlier in the day, he had found a pool of water, which gave him a good look at his new appearance. After he calmed down, he got a drink and settled into a nearby cave, gathering some sticks and weeds to build his fire. “That just happened, didn’t it?” He muttered, poking the fire with the stray stick he found dejectedly, “I just killed over one thousand beings, and freaking enjoyed it…” He sighed, the adrenalin long gone from his system, and now he was in a guilt ridden depression. “I should have found a more peaceful way to do it…” He muttered, before scoffing, “What peaceful way? They were being controlled, and the ones that weren’t, were probably too freaking scared of the queen to do anything else…” He sighed, “Guess there is nothing left to do but sleep off my freaking guilt.” He sighed, laying down.
The sound of a bush at the left of the cave entrance caught his attention, making him sit up, “Hello? Who’s there?” He didn't get an answer, as the bush calmed down again. “Hello?” He said again, getting up fully and walking towards the bush, eyes widening in shock as he saw who was there.
Gilda lay there, skinny and frail looking from dehydration, completely unconscious. Her feathers had been coming out, and her fur was faded in places, skin showing in some patches. “Oh fuck…” he whispered, before picking her up and bringing her inside the cave.
Twilight was fully ready to use a tracking spell when she woke up to help Emily find Jason, and her friends were already beginning to search for him when she got a letter from Celestia. She sighed, and went to find Emily, who was almost out of town with Pinkie Pie and Rainbow Dash, Imloch in hand. “Were going to have to look for him a bit later...”
“What do you mean later?!” Rainbow said, “Jason needs our help!”
“Yeah, the fuck is so important that it requires a search party being postponed.” Emily said.
Twilight frowned, looking at Rainbow and Pinkie, “Theres a dragon.” she said.
Pinkie gave her usual extremely loud gasp, while Rainbow gaped, “Dragon!?” She yelled, “Where!?”
”I would think the mountain literally oozing smoke.” Imloch said dryly, as residual smoke that floated down from the air made them cough. ”I guess Celestia needs you to handle him?”
“Yes, we need to get him to leave or Equestria will be in smoke for many years. Rainbow, can you get Fluttershy, Applejack, and Rarity?” Twilight asked.
”Can you at least cast the spell so that Emily and I know where to go?” Imloch asked as Rainbow nodded, dashing off.
Twilight nodded quickly, “Oh, right of course, yes. I was able to extract a small piece of Jasons DNA off of the hair sample Emily gave me so that I could make the spell track him down easier. It took all morning, but it was worth doing, only problem is I didn’t cast it yet.” her horn glowed, and her magic hits Emilys forehead and the purple orb in the staff, sending the tracking signal into their minds. “I need to get ready now, come on Pinkie!” she exclaimed, running back to her library.
”The Badlands…” Imloch said, astonished, ”How the fuck did he manage to get himself over 200,000,000 miles to the south!?”
Emily frowned, “I don't know, but we need to get there, in maybe less then three days preferably.”
”Impossible, Even with the fastest air ship, it would take a couple of weeks, at the very least. It would be more realistically more about two months.” Imloch responded, ”And there are no ways by airship or train to the Badlands, it’s the home of Dragons and Changelings.”
Emily rolled her eyes, “Oh, you're just being an ass. I know you can use magic by yourself without me using it, just teleport us and don't try making me do it!” she exclaimed.
”No one could Teleport that distance!” Imloch exclaimed, ”Teleporting takes as much mental energy as to run the entire distance without stop, so no, I can’t teleport us there.” He said. ”It would be suicide to try that, so don’t even risk it.”
Emily groaned, “Magic is so full of law and science it isn't even magic, why is it so straight...” She muttered.
”We should probably pack for a long journey,” Imloch said, pulling slightly towards the tower, ”I have a bag of holding or two that might help.”
Emily sighed, “Fine.” she said, heading towards the tower.
Gilda groaned, able to instantly feel her immense hunger the minute she woke up. She slowly opened her eyes, looking around the cave, wondering how she had gotten into one in the first place. Last thing she remembered, she had fallen out of the sky, her wings no longer able to hold her and she crashed into something green before she had gotten knocked out from the impact. She rolled over, and shakily got to her paws, feeling dizzy as she fell back onto her side, hissing from her bones hitting the stone of the cave floor.
“I would be careful if I was you.” Came a voice from the shadowy area of the cave, “You were extremely malnourished, not to mention dehydrated to hell.” The voice was silent for a moment, “I got some water and cooked some rabbits.”
Gilda frowned, “I know that voice...” She said, slowly sitting up, trying to ignore the pain in her side, “Why are you hiding, did you get run out or something?”
Jason chuckled, “So you remember my voice, no, I didn’t get run out, the truth is much, much worse.” He sighed, “How did you get here? You only left Ponyville like a day ago, and you're over 200,000,000 miles south? Care to explain?”
Gilda chuckled, “I wasn't in the same flight camp with Rainbow as my partner for nothin. I can fly a long time if I want to...”
Jason chuckled, “You have the speed to go the distance, along with the stamina? Color me impressed.” He went silent, “Please, eat, I don’t want to see you die. Seen enough of that today…” He muttered.
Gilda’s stomach growled before she could say anything, and she groaned, “Where did you put it?”
“Right next to you.” Jason said, “Seriously, it’s right there, how the hell did you miss that?”
Gilda looked down, noticing the cooked rabbit beside her. She shook her head, “Maybe its because dehydration makes it hard to see.” her sarcastic remark was quiet and she didn't sound angry like she had before, her hunger winning over as she ate the rabbit like a feral dog.
“Sorry…” Jason muttered, “Didn’t mean to seem rude…” He sighed once more, “I’m gonna come out of the shadows, I would just like you not to scream… Can you do that?”
Gilda didn't answer until the rabbit was nothing but a few bones, she sat back and sighed, feeling a little better now that she had gotten something to eat, “I'm too tired to freak out about your weird humanness...” She muttered.
“That would be good, but…” He trailed off as he stepped into the firelight, his skin had turned to dark grey, and his hair had changed from mid-length and extremely messy, to a short mohawk, and from very dirty blond to pure black. His eyes, once a hazel blue color, was now a bright green, “As you can see, I’m not very Human anymore.”
Gilda stared at him, and backed up, falling in her haste to get away from him, “S-stay away.”
Jason sighed, sitting down, “This is what happens when a Changeling Queen wants to see if she can change other species besides Equines into Changelings…” He said sadly, his green eyes turning blue, “I was…” He trailed off, slapping his leg slightly, “Test subject number one, but the Queen made a fatal mistake, she forgot to realize that other species brains are different. Part of my mind was changed, but I’m still me, albit a bit different.”
Gilda sat up, a few feet from where she had been before due to her slipping, “Lucky you...” she said, looking at him, “So...no control or need to suck me of emotion like an emotional vampire bug?”
Jason shook his head, “No, Chrysalis has no control over me, nor do I have the hunger for emotions, but I can sense them…” He said, turning to the griffon, “You are scared, that is most evident, but I also sense some sadness, and more than a generous dollop of anger.” He sighed, “And I don’t think normal Changelings can do this…” He said, picking up a stone from the cave floor, his hand down to his wrist turning the same color and texture as the stone, “Feel it.” He said, holding out his arm to Gilda, “It literally is stone.”
“I...would rather not.” Gilda said.
Jason sighed, “Don’t blame you.” He said, dropping the stone, his hand changing back to normal, “I can do other, things, as well…” He raised his other hand, which morphed into a perfect sphere, “Made a shield before, 1,000 Changelings smashed into it and died instantly…” He sighed again, “Don’t want anymore killing today…”
Gilda stared at him, “Yeah...I don't much want that either. I suppose I’m lucky you're here then...” she sighed.
Jason’s hand turned back into a hand, “Lucky? Why do you say that?” He asked, genuinely confused as his eyes turned a cloudy silver.
Gilda shrugged, “I fell out of the sky because I couldn’t fly anymore and crashed into the bush. I think I would have died there.” She said.
Jason looked away, “Maybe… But I still remember offering you a place to stay, and that offer is still open, if we ever get out of this god-forsaken hellhole.” He sighed.
Gilda rubbed the back of her neck, “Maybe if it was in a different town, and wasn't a huge ugly castle...I might accept the offer.”
Jason sighed, “Well, I have 200,000,000 miles to change your mind.” He said, scratching his back, “Can you slice open the back of my shirt? My wings are killing me underneath it…” He groaned.
Gilda sighed, and sat up, swaying a bit as she went over behind him. She lifted her claws and swiped it down, tearing the back of the shirt to shreds.
Jason sighed, “A bit too much…” He muttered, taking off his shirt completely, “But it’ll do.” He stretched his back, showing his six pack and chiseled body.
Gilda chuckled, “I see the changelings gave ya a gift nerd.” she said.
Jason looked down, seeing his new muscular body, “Huh. Would you look at that?” He said, surprised, “Wow.”
Gilda looked at his back, “Nice fly wings, couldn’t even go an inch off the ground with those sad excuse for wings.”
Jason sighed, “Yeah…” He muttered, fluttering them, “For someone who has never had them before, they feel really weird…” He muttered, before looking up at his horn, “I can’t do anything with this useless thing either…” He scowled.
Gilda shrugged, “Eh, you don't really need it anyway, your scary just looking at you.” She walked back in front of him, and picked up a rabbit bone.
Jason glared at her, his eyes turning red, “Thanks…” He muttered, looking away, “I’m gonna go to sleep…” He muttered, going back into the shadows.
Gilda watched him, and looked out of the cave, “Where'd ya find a rabbit in the desert anywhere?”
Jason turned to her, “It’s surprising how easy it is when you can sense the emotions of them.” He said, a slight smirk on his face, before turning back over.
“I guess thats helpful when you're hungry.” Gilda said. Jason didn’t respond, as his chest slowly rose and fell, he clearly fell asleep. She shrugged, and curled up on the floor, taking a better nap then she had when she crashed.
”This seems to be a good place to stop for the night.” Imloch said, looking around the small cave, “Not too big, as to attract a Ursa or something, but not too small as to be unlivable.” He turned to Emily, “What do you think?”
Emily looked around, “Ehhh...”
Imloch frowned, “It’s either we sleep in the cave, or we sleep in the elements.” He said.
“I went camping once. Theres trees here...” Emily said.
“We’re sleeping in the cave.” Imloch said, “No questions.”
Emily sighed, “Fine.”
Imloch nodded, “Thank you.” He said, placing his pack of holding on the ground, before pulling out his tent, which just fit inside the cave roof, “Thank god that fit.” Imloch said, opening it up, and walking inside.
“Why couldn't we have the tent outside, we wouldn't be in the elements, with a tent!” Emily exclaimed.
Imloch sighed, pushing his head outside the tent, “Just get in here, It’s bigger on the inside.” He pulled his head back in, not bothering to seal the door.
Emily sighed, and crouched down, walking into the tent with him.
The tent had a bathroom, a kitchen, a Living room, and a bedroom, each with electricity, running water, and indoor plumbing. “Welcome to The Tent.” Imloch said.
Emily looked around, “This is shit camping.”
Imloch looked offended, “This is living.” He said, “We should head to bed, we need to get a early start this morning.” He turned back into a staff, ”Can you place me on the pedestal?” He asked Emily.
Emily picked him up, “Maybe if I knew where it was in this tent of fake camping trip.”
”It’s next to the bed.” Imloch sighed. Emily walked over to the bed and put him down on the pedestal, before she got into the bed and went to sleep, not bothering to change.
Jason opened his eyes, expecting to see the roof of the cave, but instead met with a very familiar place, one that he hadn’t seen in a very long time. He was sitting at the desk where he first met Emily, and his eyes turned cloudy silver, “Is this a dream?” He asked the room.
The room didn't respond, and instead the seat opposite him became occupied, by a very confused looking Emily. She looked around the room, “Am I reliving my life or something?” She muttered, not noticing Jason yet.
“Not unless I was a Evo-Ling my entire life and I didn’t know about it.” Jason said, drawing her attention. Emily stared at him, before she stood up from her chair and lifted her hands, electricity bouncing off one while the other had fire.
“Whoa!” Jason said, using his miniscule wings to propel himself backwards, avoiding the dual fire/lightning blast. “What the hell Em!?” He yelled, bringing up a shield to block another attack.
“Fuck you fucking Nightmare monster shit!” Emily yelled, shooting acid at the shield, before she cast a flare spell at him.
“I’m not a nightmare monster!” He roared, his eyes turning bright red as he touched one of the pure metal desks, his entire body turning to metal as he dropped the shield. “Do not mess with me Emily Tucker!”
Emily growled, “My friend doesn’t look like that.” She said, throwing acid at him from her hands.
Jason growled, dodging, “Courtesy of Queen of Changelings.” He said, sighing as his body turned back to normal, his eyes becoming a deep blue, “I would hope my best friend would recognize me…” He said sadly, sitting down at one of the desks.
Her hands set themselves on fire as she watched him closely, “I would think my friend wouldn’t attack or threaten me.”
Jason looked at her, “I never threatened you, I just tried to get you to not kill me, and I would never hurt you.” He muttered, “You’re my best friend.” He sighed, “We met in this freaking hall, right over at that table that we spawned in here.”
“Nightmare monsters mimic and keep the memory of the person they imitate, how am I supposed to believe you?” Emily asked.
“Because I am part Evo-Ling, as I said before,” Jason said, standing up slowly, “I was captured remember? The Queen of Changelings saw me running around with Fluttershy, and decided to use me as a test subject to see whether she could convert other species besides Equines.”
Emily frowned, “And by Evo-ling, I’m guessing your saying she was trying to make a forcible evolved changeling, and you're making it sound really dumb with the shortened word.” she guessed, her hands extinguishing themselves.
Jason smiled sadly, “Don’t I always? It’s only been a single day, but I missed you Em…” He said, before his eyes became dark, “I became a killer today…” He muttered, turning around.
“Oh hell.” Emily said, “Please don't specify anything to me. I really don't want to know about that stuff.”
“All I’ll say is that Chrysalis is going to need a new hive.” He said, sitting down at the desk, “Can we talk?” He asked.
“Are we not somehow doing that right now?” Emily asked, calming down enough to look at him, “The fuck happened to your shirt and hair anyway?”
To her surprise, Jason snorted with laughter, “Remember that griffon from Ponyville yesterday?”
“I was busy learning the spells I was using to try and kill you.” Emily said bluntly.
“Ah. It was a very good job, nice combat spells.” Jason admitted, “Well, while you were doing that, a griffon came to town and acted like a bitch, made Fluttershy cry, and Twilight and her friends brought her to me, where I attempted to talk her down, to no avail.” He sighed, “I have about 100,000,000 miles, if we meet in the middle, to try and make her nicer.” He said.
Emily shrugged, sitting down in a chair, “Imloch has me in a faker tent.”
Jason smirked again, “Is it bigger on the inside?” He asked.
“Fuck you Jason.” Emily said, smiling, “Its a whole house, it isn't even real camping.”
“Good to see you too Em,” He said, reaching across the table for a fist bump, “See you in 100,000,000 miles?” He asked.
Emily returned it, “I guess so.” she said.
Jason smiled, before feeling strange, “I think I’m about to wake up…” He said, looking at Emily again.
“That or a man period.” Emily said, laughing.
Jason smiled back, “Or that.” He laughed, as the feeling hit a peak, “See you later.” He smiled one last time as he closed his eyes.
Emily waved goodbye as her dreams returned to normal.
When Jason woke up, Gilda was already awake, looking outside the cave entrance. “Good morning.” Jason said, yawning loudly.
Gilda looked over at him, and frowned, “Morning to you too vampire.” She said.
Jason paused mid-yawn, feeling his canines, which were extended, “Huh.” He said, poking them, “That’s new.” He said.
Gilda shrugged, “I guess Changeling fangs grow.”
“Guess so, maybe that’ll mean I can fly and use Magic eventually. That would be cool.” He smiled, before getting up.
Gilda sighed, “Pony wings and horns grow to be usable, as well as griffons, so I guess so.” she said.
“It would be really cool to fly.” He said, “What’s it like?”
Gilda smiled, “It feels amazing. You feel so alive, the wind going through your fur and your feathers, as you just glide through the air, everything smaller under you . Sometimes getting and updraft and it helping you fly faster. There isn't anything like flying to have fun.”
Jason nodded, before his stomach grumbled loudly, “I forgot I didn’t have dinner last night,” He said sheepishly.
“I'm not feeding you.” Gilda said.
“No, I can just go hunting.” Jason said, turning his right hand into a spear like weapon, “This should do for hunting rabbits.” He said, “Once we get farther north we might find some deer, or maybe a cow.” He licked his lips, “What I wouldn’t give for a nice juicy steak.”
Gilda sighed, “Nah, cows this far into Equestria, they talk. They're not dumb like in Griffelona. I’d basically be murdering somebody.”
Jason’s eyes glinted, “But we’re not in Equestria, are we? This is the Badlands, home of the Dragons and Changelings, and maybe we could find a nice steak.”
Gilda shrugged, “Close enough to Equestria, that if a cow is here, then shes from Equestria.”
Jason sighed, “Ah well…” He muttered, “You can have any fish we get, I don’t like fish.” He said, walking outside the cave and beginning to search around.
Gilda sighed, coming out slowly after him, “I'm not really the best condition still, think we could like, go slow and whatever?”
Jason looked back, ‘You could get on my back. I am strong enough.” He said, turning his arm into a drill and drilling down, before spearing some rabbits. “These good enough? Or should I get some more?”
Gilda looked at them, and shrugged, “You got the whole family, a bit of a low blow to drill a few bunnies to death, but that looks good enough.”
Jason looked at the rabbits, before paling upon realizing what he did, “Oh…” He muttered, holding his stomach.
Gilda shrugged again, “I usually do it painlessly, but your getting used to...whatever it is your able to do. Try something less deadly or whatever later.”
“Yeah… Guess so…” He muttered, before turning back into the cave, “Wanna have em rare, medium or well done?” He asked.
“Medium well.” Gilda said.
Jason nodded, and fell silent as he cooked the rabbits. As he cooked, he kept looking over at Gilda, “Fur doesn’t fall out when you're hungry, does it?” he asked her, passing her a medium well rabbit.
Gilda shook her head, “Thats a dumb thing if it were to happen.” She said, starting to eat, slowly now.
Jason turned his right hand into a thin pointed rod, before sticking his rabbit on it, “Then how did you lose those patches of fur?”
Gilda shrugged, “Dunno, maybe the bush.”
Jason shrugged, “Maybe,” He said, “My friends are looking for us.” He said before taking a bite of his rabbit.
“There looking for you.” Gilda said.
“No, not the Elements,” Jason said, “My friend Emily and her mentor Imloch, both Humans, well, Imloch is kind of a soul in a staff, but he can take a human form as well, so…” Jason shrugged, taking another bite.
“Odd human nonsense.” Gilda said, eating off half the rabbit.
“I’ve seen it happen,” Jason said, “Imloch is a 7000 year old mage who stuck his soul in a staff, and Emily is his many times great granddaughter, who is learning magic.” He explained, placing the bones of the rabbit next to him and changing the rod back into his hand.
“Still weird.”
Jason snorted, “Tell me about it.” He said, “Anyways, I had a dream last night, and it was a telepathic link I would guess, might be right, probably am wrong. Her and Imloch are on their way to find us, so we just have to meet them halfway ish.”
Gilda finished her rabbit, bones and all, and looked at him, “Alright, I guess thats good.”
“Yeah.” Jason replied, standing up and walking over. “Need any help with anything?” He asked.
“Nah.” Gilda said.
Jason nodded, “Alright, we should be heading out, tell me when you are ready.”
“Ill do that.” Gilda said, nodding.