"...and the elements of harmony have been converted into keyblades," Mayor Popeye concluded on his news. "In fact, now that the mane six can dual wield magic keys I wonder what will happen next!"
As I stood, completing my checklist and listening to the news, Cortana added some personal news, "It has been confirmed: Lego Craft is out of prison. Now we can-"
"No."
"Commencing PLAN B."
"Which is physically impossible."
"Actually its not. All you need are those wu." Rouge would have a sour taste in her mouth, but being a program, she created a 5 in herself. "We use our contact history to ride the line to Time-base."
"I hope you're not talking Disney XD Shen Gong Wu..." I replied, nearly gagging at the thought. "Cant any of you convert us into data?"
"No. That technology hasn't been perfected yet. ...Unless..."
"Unless what?"
"Remember the Megaman Starforce games or the Megaman Battle Network anime?" Cortana asked.
"No dip, Sherlock- Hold on. Calibrating... Done. ........I'm not taking it back."
"I'm guessing we need to contact someone?"
"I'm sure you can handle-"
"Number One has General Elmo's soldiers at his disposal, tracking us."
"Good. So, who should I merge with?"
"You have the choice of sexy bat lady with wings or the shipping child of Megaman.EXE and Roll.EXE."
"Its not a ship if it's canon... and I did add to the initial weapon system." I thought aloud, "Though instead of Megaman Junior.EXE we have Cortana!"
I looked back behind me to see Shia Labeouf glaring at me, "I think we can agree that we are tired of dialogue."
"See?! Even Monty Python God agrees with me, SO JUST DO IT!"
I popped the dial on my ultimatrix, watching as it gained a radar, following it to an alley where an orange swirl replaced the radar. "EM Wave Cha-"
"Stop. Its Cross Fusion. Press down like usual."
I pushed the dial down as a symbol of two shards merged together into a Zelda rupee then the ultimatrix interface got shiny.
My armor was sent to my inventory as I floated in some sort of magical girl transformation. My backpack was sent to my inventory next as my jeans suddenly felt tight. I was greeted with the sight of cubes creating blue armored boots over my shoes and shin, the same happened with my arms, followed by shoulder pads being put into place as a slightly bigger version of my ultimatrix dial ring slammed onto my waist, creating and armored belt with a chest plate. A pack materialized on my back, attaching itself to the chest plate as a machine gun materalized, sliding snugly onto my left shoulder. My unarmored areas of my body were matted down and glowing as a thin armor fabric covered me. A helmet materialized onto my head with a visor and my right hand armor changed to include an interface on my forearm.
I fell out of my transformation, in some awesome "Space Marine" armor... like this guy, but with some War Machine attributes added and not too heavily armored and with my color scheme, but with more blue.
I hopped around, getting a feel for the change. On my arm, some blocks moved to the sound of Cortana's voice, "Tracking device works. Let's ride!"
As soon as I found my arm cannons, I was tossed through our version of the internet, finding myself at...
"Well... this is unexpected. We're supposed to fight here?!"
"Well, we fought a Kirby with a mind controlled mafia army... which wasn't much..." I pointed out.
Suddenly Eevee Mon's pokeball materialized, letting the Digimon-Pokemon hybrid out. He looked over at me and- "Gosh dangit! Do I have to merge with Rouge?!"
"This is so left field for me that I'm just going to stick with our "arc ending" theme," Rouge left us, making Eevee Mon glow a bright blue. "DNA Digivolve! ...or some crap like that!"
Eevee Mon's fur turned white as navy blue bat wings sprouted out of his back. He gained blue boots and weaponized gloves similar to the ones I have now, but its aligned with three white hearts along the arm before it reaches the elbow. He gains a white helmet that let most of his eats stick out and a light blue visor covers his eyes and a navy blue belt with a light blue heart belt bucked formed around his waist.
In both their voices Rouge-V began tapping hid foot, "Are we ready now?"
"Rouge-V, use tackle!" I shouted as I avoided an attack from a virus corrupted warrior. Walking into the building was a big mistake as we were forced to fight people corrupted by viruses that could EM Wave Change... like in the anime!
"I will do what I want!" he retorted, tackling the flaming Han Solo in the room. Our guns were disabled so that Han could- You know where I'm going with this. As soon as Han was neutralized, Number One beamed him out instead of helping us! As soon as I was able to fire a shot, I began twirling so that my machine gun could take out some enemies. "Hey, watch it, buddy!"
I stopped firing, turning to a nearby virus-host. "Falcon Punch!" I shouted as my punch made him bounce off the walls and knocking over his buddies. I then summoned twin swords, spinning like a top as Cortana guided us to nearby enemies. You'd think the controlled host would have lacerations at least, but it was their viruses that were destroyed by swords made of data. The Displaced and ponies under their control will just have headaches and lose consciousness for an hour, even before they were beamed out of the building.
"Thu'um.org time!" Rouge-V exclaimed as they moved their fight away from me as I glared at the door in my path.
I inhaled audibly and let out an angry low sentence, "Miiraad hi pruz bex vok us Zu'u al hi! ...If you will be so kind."
The metal door broke its lock as it swung open, imploding with part of the wall until it formed a metal junk ball with a handle on top. From a distance it would look like a big grenade. "You are Dragonborn! Let's move!" he said as the remains of his foes were collected around Rouge-V.
We entered another dark room, but instead of trap doors near windows and ten burning trashcans providing light, there was dim flickering lights. Cortana and Rouge-V turned on flashlights instantly as Weeping Angels got in our faces... upon further inspection: there were also Weeping Pegasi. For those unfamiliar with 'Doctor Who'...
They are scary and they will kill you before you're born... the usual time travel dilemma. If they look at themselves, its the same as looking at them so their greatest strength is their greatest weakness.
"Initiating mirror camo," Cortana declared.
We dropped to the ground under boxes with reflective surfaces, amazed that they actually worked. There was a few times they got smart and covered their eyes, but they either bumped into each other or someone forgot to cover their eyes. Rouge-V placed a hand mirror from somewhere, placing it in one Angel's hand and propping some on a kickstand to balance on pegasi wings.
I was able to get DNA scans off of them while they were in statue form, happily dashing over to the next door. "Open says-a-me!" The door responded by being a door.
Rouge-V held out the last door, "You see this?" He broke the door down with the balled door, "It breaks things. Things like brainless doors."
"Well that was rude," the fallen door replied, making Rouge-V jump.
"When this is over: I'm finding DeadPool and we're going to kill the author."
