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The Hacker Pwny - Chetzi



A 19 year old hacker with a troubled past visits Equestria. Will he live there or bring it all down?

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Chapter 12: Old memories

Let's start off with Dylan's point of view.

I was deep in thought about this predicament. Just how to I get off this hell world? I belong on Earth, not some fucking kid's fantasy. And where is everything so familiar? This is starting to scare me. I just thought about those thoughts, over and over until I hit a small town, with buildings that look like they were made in the dark-ages. But, the buildings didn't amaze me, the inhabitants did. Ponies. Fucking ponies. Of course, I had to be here! Not another human in sight. Oh well, I'm a pony, I'll blend in here quite nicely. I walked toward the center of town, but something pink and bouncy jumped in front of me. I demanded the pony move,

"Move. I have places to be." The pony just smiled in my face, creepily, and said in an over-excited voice,

"Neon! There you are! I just thought of a song for you!" She sucked in a breath of air and started to hum. "Welcome to Ponyville! We all love new faces! Neon is-" I cut her off saying,

"I don't like singing, move." I pushed her aside. She stopped bouncing and just sat there with sad eyes. I trotted off before she could say anything else. But, of course, she followed. Still singing.

"Neon is the flower that brightens your daaaaaaaay!" I ran as fast as I could forward, but every time I think I lost her, she just appears! Out of nowhere! "He's the one true friend we all need!" I stopped and glared intensely at her. "He gives us smiles that make us make us happy till maaaaaaay!" THAT'S IT! My brain snapped in a fit of rage.

"PINKIE SHUT THE FUCK UP BEFORE I RIP OFF YOUR DICK AND GET YOUR MOTHER PREGNANT WITH IT." She stopped singing, just stood there, wide eyed at what I had done. At least she stopped, I quickly walked away, avoiding all eye-contact. Wait, did I just call her Pinkie? I don't know her name, but for some reason, the name Pinkie Pie appeared in my head when I saw her. I looked around, the place just blurred into something that looked like a rainbow puked on it. Too many fucking colors, it's giving me a headache. A came across a rather large tree, and something in my head clicked. A flash back started, it was grayish, but still had some colors, and I was meeting some purple pony. I wasn't meeting her, it looked like I was captured against my will because I was held by some kind of bubble, and screaming. Then I snapped back to reality as I noticed the door to the tree open. The same purple pony came out, with a saddle bag over here. She looked at me, surprised, then came over toward me. I was scared because, all I know is, she's hostile. Instincts tell me to either attack first, or run. But, for some strange reason, my mind was telling me to say hi. Almost like, she's a friend. I held my stance, waiting for her to make the first move. She walked up to me with a regular smile. Once she was within about 5 feet, she said,

"Hello, Neon. I've been wondering where you went." Unsure of what to do, I didn't move or say anything. "So, where have you been?" I lowered my eyes, taking on a fiercer face. "There is no reason to get mad." She has a point, getting angry won't solve anything. I stopped glaring and said,

"Hi. Where I was, is none of your business."

"Oh, come on. You can tell me." Actually, I physically can't. I don't remember, but she doesn't need to know that.

"No." I heard something moving fast behind me. I spun around, and saw a cyan pony speeding at me, a thin layer of colors following her. Right before she hit me, she stopped and landed roughly on the ground. She didn't even flinch, she must be brave. Or stupid. Then I felt the gush of wind, that was following her, rush into my face. The color-haired pony said,

"Hey Neon! Haven't seen ya in a while. I bet Vinyl's looking for you." Who is the oddly boyish sounding pony in-front of me? And who's Vinyl? I didn't care, I just want to get off this rainbow hell world. I replied with,

"That's great, I don't care."

"Vinyl asked me to find you, then bring you to her." I'm not taking any chances.

"I'll stay here."

"Come on, she looked really desperate in finding you." Desperate? The only 'desperate' people I know of are the ones who want to kill me. I was done talking, so I just intensely stared at the blue pony. "Uh..." She took a few steps back. "I'll just bring her here." Wait, bring her here? I was expecting her to be some gang or government overlord that wanted me in her lair so she could capture me, but just facing me head on, with no traps, like this? Either this lady has a death wish, or I'm wrong. The blue pony had already taken off, going the same way she came. I looked at Twilight, and she said,

"Is something wrong? I thought you loved Vinyl."

"I have no idea what you are talking about."

"Is the sex bad? If so, I have a book for that." I just stared at her, in utter confusion at what she was saying. "I guess not, judging by your face. Hey, that reminds me; Where did you get the the all the playcolt magazines? You replaced all my books in my room with them. Spike was, ahem, doing 'alone time' with a picture of a Rarity-lookalike doing a nude photo-shoot." For some reason, I vaguely remember putting ponized playboy magazines in a bookshelf now. I couldn't help but chuckle, for some unknown reason.

"Uh, sorry about that." I heard some female yell, in the distance,

"Neon!" I turned toward the sound, and found a white pony with stripped blue hair, running toward me.

To Jessica's point of view.

I held a Pulse Rifle, because I was out of ammo for the Plasma Cutter. I had gotten use to the smell the blood by now, and it was almost excited to shoot a Necromorph's head off, then run up and rips its other limbs off. Since they were made of decaying flesh, it was really easy to just grab onto their arms and tear it off. I've only encountered a few of the senora scissor hands. I like to call the normal ones that. I was walking down a dark hallway, gun close to my chest. While hearing every drip, every shuffle, just everything that moves. I heard a few slow footsteps around the cornor, and snapped my gun forward, finger on the trigger. That bastard is about to become a bullet-sponge. But, it wasn't a normal one, it was much larger at the chest. I smirked and said,

"Come on, El fatso. Give me your best shot." I unloaded a full clip into's belly and watched as it topped to the ground. Then a few small white things came crawling toward me. I stomped on them, till they were dead. One got on my back, but I shook it off before it could bite me. I walked over to El fatso, and kicked it in the stomach. "You need to lose some weight." Then I noticed something on its wrist. I pulled it off, and held it to my face. It was some kind of tech, pretty advanced too. I slapped it on my wrist, and it fit like a watch. There was a single button, I pressed it. Some kind of blue energy shot out, then came back in. I pointed it at a nearby bucket, and held down the button. The bucket got caught in the blue energy and floated toward me. "Just as I thought."

Back to Neon's point of view.

She ran into me, embracing me with a warm hug. I shrugged out of the hug and said,

"Get off of me."

"Neon, are you okay?"

"I'm fine. And stop calling me Neon. My name is Dyla-" She cut me off, with a kiss. A kiss to the lips, a long and warm one. We closed our eyes, and time seemed to stop. I blushed deepy, and opened my eyes again. It all came back to me. There was Vinyl, my girlfriend. "I-I missed you." I pulled her in for a hug.

"So, we're back. Back in Equestria. But, just us. Where are the other things you were with?" I think she means my team. Although, she has a good point. I have to wonder, where are they? Bentley would be most likely be trying to seduce Rainbow Dash, Cortez will most likely be asking questions about this place, and Jessica's a wild card. Meh, I'll find them later.

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