//------------------------------// // Prologue: Three Gods, Two Friends, and a Book. // Story: Of Scholars and Couriers (Sort of) // by Aced4Remakes //------------------------------// Location: Skyrim Time : 4th era, After Alduin It has been 2 years since Aaron arrived here in Tamriel, his stay was rather eventful, he managed to earn the favour of all Gods, accidentally starting an inter-realm war, as his soul was split between them all. You see, Aaron has been moved about as a puppet for some time, he sometimes wonders if it really ment anything. But nethertheless, he will now enjoy his freedom, even if he finds himself staring at the moons, Masser and Secunda, whilst he is on top of the college. His numerous adventures did not stay unnoticed, as he found himself being praised under the many factions he wished to join; Nightingale, Harbinger, Archmage. He has truly done all that has to be done here on this world... A loud explosion erupted from the College, Aaron awoke with fright as he remembered the booming roar of a dragon; luckily, this was no dragon. But that did not occur to Aaron at the time, so he action rolled out of bed, only to misjudge the height of it and end up crashing into the floor. He cast a low power healing spell on himself and got ready to scold one of his students for botching up a highly destructive spell. He donned his standard getup, which included the flowing: Archmage Robes, Vokun's Mask and ebony gauntlets with matching ebony boots. This was all in all a pretty dark appearance, as is needed here in the rough tundra of Northern Skyrim. Aaron made his way to the student's quarters; to find absolutely nothing out of place, his students were sleeping soundly as if only he had heard it. Aaron then asked himself what sort of being could pull of such an illusion so skillfully, with only he feeling the effects. He re-entered the main hall, and found the one and only Lord Sheogorath covered in aetherial fire. And what a beautiful shade of fire it was, that perfect mixture of sky blue and royal purple. The Prince finally doused the flames with some sort of milky concoction And then proceeded to eat the cup. "I should've known it was you Shay, yet still i have to remind you of something important: you are not allowed in the college after last time" He found himself saying. "Ah yes! I've most likely most positively found a way to get you out of this world, and once your out of the way; I can finally realize my dream and build my Cheese Empire! HaHa!" The Prince exclaimed with obvious joy. "My Banana Republic shall still triumph over your petty dairy products... But what's this about a way out of here? I'm pretty sure we've tried everything. Right?" The Archmage inquired. "Oh its simple really, I put your soul into a summons book, and threw it to not even me knows where! Its not at your home world, as that has less atmospheric magiks and the book cannot form! But its somewhere! And your finally leaving this world!" Sheogorath tried... and he managed to do it, for once; the lazy good-for-nothing madgod actually did half-good for a change. Darkness obscured Aaron's vision, he felt a hook behind the knavel and was pulled backwards roughly... Location- Mojave Desert time ; 16th may 2283 Jacob has now spent two years here, trying to find a way back for the first 6 months, but eventually accepting his fate as its really fun to watch a super-mutants head explode because of a one barrel shotgun. He may of lost a bit of sanity along the way. He used the rest of his time to take his bearings, and found himself outside of a town he later learned was Goodsprings. He helped out with a couple problems all over the Mojave, meeting new friends and making new enemies. He had made his way around and acumulated a grand total of 25,000 caps on the way to the Strip... Enough to get through the gates and enough to spend on slot machines. Oh those glorious pieces of machinery. Now; I won't say that Jacob has a addiction to gambling, but he is too good for his own good... He began to shine bright. He believes that he has gotten a mutation that increases his luck during the day; but that is not true. Helios just likes his glowing personality... heh... This day began like any other for Jacob; wake up, drink from the toilet, eat 200 year old cakes then drink from said toilet again. He was currently in his penthouse apartment on The Strip and he still does not trust House. By this time; The Messiah of the Wastes has ran out of brilliant ideas to fill up his day. He just settled for travelling to meet that scientist that he met so long ago whose name still eludes him. This scientist has promised a way out of this nightmarish world via teleportation and 'Summons' book. Our loopy hero donned the armour of an NCR Desert Ranger, duster and all. And grabbed his trusty single-barrel with 500 shells, excessive, but worth it in the long run. He set out on his moderately boring journey across the wasted plane of existence this world appears to be. Turns out, Jacob did not like having to travel across this barren wasteland, so he just fast-traveled there himself. What is fast-travel you ask? it is a mixture of ancient weyshrines of a lost civilisation and of courser technology that somehow tapped into it. Our unknown scientist noticed the hero's arrival and started the conversation. "What a surprise, I was just about to contact you on this major breakthrough I've made on our project" The scientist exclaimed with much joy that this just couldn't be the same guy. "Finally! I was kind of waiting for this moment" Said Jacob in an unenthusiastic tone."So, what do I do?" "Nothing, I already took part of your soul and crammed it in the book over on the table. So I just need to send it to your home!" The Scientist explained. "I just wait then, right?" Jacob asked. "Indeed... oh and just in case you forget again; the name is Loki" Loki clarified. A pure bright light obscured Jacob's vision. He felt a hook behind the navel and was forcefully thrown backwards... Location: Equestria Time; September 1002 ANM Princess Celestia is awoken from her slumber by her loyal royal guard, Devoted Shield, as he is frantically knocking away on the door to her chambers. She groggily climbs out of her bed "its too early for this" she mumbled under her breath; and moved onto putting on her royal regalia. She refrained from shouting and put on her best Poker face and opened the door; "Princess! Sorry to disturb you at this hour but an emergency has arisen!" Devoted exclaimed in fright. "What emergency? Even I need sleep" she huffed. "Somepony had broke into the throne room and placed something on your throne." Devoted has calmed down a bit; but is still worried about the object that the guards have found. "Oh, is that all? I thought that this was an emergency..." she said in a slightly annoyed tone."Very well, I shall see to this at once; walk with me, Devoted Shield" Then the two set off on a perilous journey through the towering white maze that is called Canterlot castle. Celestia asked the guard what the object was and he said it was a book. She was slightly ticked off, but it didn't show, and then asked why it was an emergency in the first place. The answer was intriguing to say the least; "We had called for a few members of the unicorn guard and had them scan the book, individually... it all came back with the same conclusion of high traces of both chaotic and harmonic magic. I don't know how it is possible for that to happen, your highness, but we assumed the book dangerous; and they sent me to get you."... This left Celestia thinking; she had never felt a balance of chaos and harmony since Discord first showed signs of madness, then the harmony disappeared and all that was left was the chaotic draconeqqus that was defeated a few months ago by her Faithful Student, Twilight Sparkle... Is this him? Is he back and willing to do good? That is just too hopefull... The Princess and Devoted entered the throne room to see it completely normal; apart from the Royal Guard pointing their spears at a poor defenceless book that sits upon her throne. They even appeared to have shaking knees and the utmost horror in their eyes. "Guards, stand down; it is just a book" she ordered to her Little Ponies. The Guards dropped to the floor in a bow towards their princess. She then proceeded to approach the throne to get a closer look at the book. on the spine rested two very different phrases 'Shadows hide you' and 'Praise the sun'. Celestia recognised both phrases as the first was used amongst her sisters most trusted guards as way of saying bye, and the second was used by the Sun Knights that she commanded centuries ago... She knew not what purpose they have on the book; but it has a strange powerful energy coming from it. An energy that matches a soul, yet seems to be so much more. Celestia's eyes widened in realisation, this book was a mockery of the Ancient Summoning Tome; the book her father, Galactus, used to transport large amounts of warriors to battle at any given time, so powerful that it can pull creatures across dimensions to aid in the fight against the opposing forces. But this book was different, too different, for starters; there are only two beings here; waiting to be called to action. She sensed that these Souls are as grand as the ones that you could find in the creatures that inhabited this planet before ponykind evolved. The most devious, cunning and ugly race to ever call this world home... Humans. She was going through the thought of releasing them herself and teaching them of equestrian life. But she then decided that this could be a great test for her student and the ponies of Ponyville in general, the skittish lot can use a bit of hardening. She will give this book to her student; and ask her to cast the spell to free these ugly beings from the confines of this book, she anticipates that great amusement will come of it. "Guards; I deem this book as no threat, but if your judgement is so sure, I will be sending this book to my faithful student for her to deal with" Celestia declared with all the grace and smoothness that she could muster, what with it being so early in the morning an all. "As you wish; your highness" said everypony present in chorus. Nothing obscured the Princess's vision, nothing pulled her into a portal. Three beings sat around a large table, too large for the three of them. They eagerly await the show. "Let the mischief, chaos and madness begin!" they cackled all at once, smiles as wide as a cheshire grin.