CHAPTER 63
As soon as I woke up, I had a weird feeling that somepony was watching me. I shot up out of bed and looked out the window. Nothing...
"Huh..."
"I could've sworn I saw a streak of black run from the window... Whatever."
I smelled something in the air, and then I realized Dashie was making breakfast.
BOOM!
Scratch that, Scoots was making breakfast.
"Kyle! Are you up?" Dashie yelled from downstairs.
"Yeah! I'm up! Gimme a sec!"
I grabbed a shirt and a pair of off of the floor, and put them on as I walked downstairs. When I arrived in the kitchen, there was a black figure which I assumed was a pan on the stove, and there was batter for something everywhere.
"So... You were trying to make breakfast?"
Scoots just nodded her head wildly.
"Ugh... Well, tell the Crusaders that cooking is not your special talent..."
The smile on her face went from wild to sheepish. She trotted off, and I helped Dashie clean up the mess.
"You know, when we adopted her, I had no idea she would be this... Fun."
Dashie just gave me her "Huh?" face.
"I knew that having a kid would be fun, but I never knew that they could be THIS much fun. I mean, just look at this mess she made, it's hilarious! I find it cute how she keeps trying all of these new things..." I smiled as I continued to clean. Dashie just kept looking at me, but then gave me a warm smile.
"Hello there, hero." My eyes widened. Guess who was in my head again...
I lowered my tone to a whispering growl. "You get the hay out of my head. RIGHT. NOW. I'm having a moment with my wife..."
"Oh, a 'moment,' huh? Like the one I saw in your fantasies last night?" The image of Torrentican in my head gained an evil smile across his face.
"I swear, when I find you, things that no man should even think of will be done..."
"I know, I see all of these fantasies of yours, plotting ways to kill me. Well guess what? I'm like Omnius. I can't die."
"I can still maim you. And if you can't die, I wonder what would happen if I cut off your head..."
"Oooh, quite the violent one, aren't we? I like that..."
"Yeah, well I don't like you. Now get out of my head, out of this world, and out of my LIFE."
I had managed to finish cleaning in the time I was arguing with the evil Traveler in my head.
"Dashie... I'm going out for a bit... Seeya."
Dashie waved goodbye as I walked outside and flew down to the ground below.
"So, where are we going?"
"GET OUT OF HERE!"
"I think I might just stick around for a bit. There's some really juicy stuff in this little head of yours. How would you like it if I told Rainbow Dash about those thoughts that were in your head whilst Fluttershy was all over you?"
I blushed madly, remembering what had run through my mind when she had admitted her feelings to me. Hey, I'm a teenage boy, who's mind is already in the gutter. The fact that she said she loved me REALLY didn't make matters any better.
"Alright, that's it. Get out. If you payed rent I wouldn't mind, but you don't. SO BUGGER OFF."
"How will you go about making me leave?"
"I'll... Well I can... Bullocks."
"That's right. Now then, I think I might just stay here, and watch how you spend your days here. And I could ruin a few friendships, resurface fantasies at horrible times, you know, have a little fun."
"Man, you aren't just evil, you're sadistic... Well, at least we have something in common." If he was stuck in my head, why not be friendly?
"What do you mean?"
"Well... OK, there was this game I played before I came here. It's called Manhunt... Just dig around in there for it a bit. You'll see what I mean."
"Hmmm... Oh. I see what you mean. Well, I guess we do have some common ground."
"You know, maybe instead of trying to kill, destroy, and ruin everything you find, you should try this."
"And what is this?"
"A potential friendship."
"Ha! I'm not like Omnius. I won't make friends with some mortal fool."
I grinned smugly. "We'll see..."
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"... And the decorations are all there?"
"Yep! It'll be super! ImeanI'veneverreallyplannedoneofthesethingsbeforebu-"
I put my hand over Pinkie's mouth to shut her up, just like Dashie does. "I get it... Well, thanks Pinkie. I knew I could count on you."
"Okie-dokie-lokie! Bye-bye!"
I walked out the door, still feeling a little uncomfortable that Torrentican was listening in on all of that.
"She's quite the... Excited one, isn't she?"
"Oh, you have no idea. This is her on a calm day. You should see what happened when I bought her that sack of sugar for her cupcakes... She ate the whole sack. I swear, I had nightmares for a week."
"In hindsight, that wasn't your best idea."
"Yeah. I know. Hey, you're doing it again."
"Doing what?"
"You're being friendly again. I'm starting to think that under that evil crust, is a regular human guy, just waiting to get out..."
"Never. I would never be friends with a prat like you."
"What makes you say I'm a prat?"
"You're just too... Nice. You try to help everyone. Why?"
"Because, Torrie," I grinned at the nickname idea, and hoped that Omnius hadn't already thought of it. "I'm that kind of guy. I'm forgiving, and I always see the good in people, or ponies, no matter how dim it is. I can see some good in you, too. You act like you're all evil, but somewhere, your human self is still in there, and regrets everything you've done. You can be a good guy, Torrie. Everyone can. You just need more help than others, that's all."
"As if I would accept any kind of assistance from a mere mortal like YOU..."
"Just because you're invincible, doesn't make you better than me. Actually, the fact that you use immortality as a scapegoat like that just proves that I can be a better man than you."
"And what makes you say that?"
"I have a little something called 'modesty.'"
"So you're fearful of people adoring you for what you are?"
"No, I just don't go around flaunting my reputation and try to use it to get advantages over others. I still count myself as a regular citizen, like everypony else."
The image of Torrie in my head had a puzzled look on his face, as if a revelation had come upon him. Then, the image shook its head, and glared at me.
"Whatever you're trying to pull, it isn't working. You won't make me change, and I'll still destroy you. Just watch me. I'll be back, Kyle Bucy, I swear it."
"Sheesh, Omnius doesn't call you 'The Cliche One' for nothing..."
The image scowled, then disappeared from my mind."
"Is this my voice now? Yes? Good..." It was going to take a while to adjust to talking to a harbinger of death, evil, and war by means of having him in my head.
I sighed, and just kept on walking. I didn't even know where I was going until I saw the trees and a familiar bench. I was in the park... And a small, black, yellow-eyed foal was watching me from a distance.
"Huh... That's creepy. Is he stalking me or something? I wonder if he's a fan or something... Do kids nowadays like rave music?"
When the foal noticed I had seen him, he just tilted his head at me, just like last night.
"Whatever. If he IS stalking me, he'll just give up eventually."
I just kept on walking, and realized I had gone the wrong way. I was actually leaving Ponyville. Then, I decided that I would pay Omnius a visit.
"I think I remember somepony saying he lives on the outskirts of town..."
But, after a good ten minutes of searching, I found no house. Then it hit me.
"If he can travel between dimensions, he could be in an alternate Equestria... An Equestria where I never came along... But then how did Twilight and everypony else recognize him? Ugh, all this wibbly-wobbly spacey-wacey and timey-wimey stuff... I just pulled a Pinkie... is making my head hurt. If I see Omnius again, I'll ask him..."
I turned around to head back into Ponyville, and saw that stalker-foal again. I just shot him a glance, and then kept on walking, paying him no mind.
I still can't believe how oblivious I was...
100885
You have to read "Omnius's Travels: Equestria" by Nathan Traveler, otherwise you aren't going to know who or what quite a few of the up and coming enemies are...
Really, he is that oblivious? Anyway I eagerly await the next chapter!
100891
Yeah, I really am that oblivious... Sometimes, I never pick up on things unless they are really obvious. Usually, I'm focused on EVERY little detail, so I'm usually not oblivious, but I'm still a little out of it from being DEAD.
100896
You got better.
Peinas
this story just keeps getting more interesting
100902
I know, but I'm still feeling a little... Off. You know how it feels being DEAD? Lemme tell you, you don't see a light at the end of the tunnel, oh no. It's dark, cold, and lonely. And you can see yourself, constantly. All I saw was a huge-ass hole in my chest. I'M STILL FREAKED OUT.
A battle in the mind won, but the war isn't over who will kill who.
Good chapter
100910
I know. In a pair of a visits in equestria ( my mind or soul or whatever puts me in equestria while i sleep) I been killed like 2 times. Thx to celestia and Luna I'm still am alive there
Well, at least Scootaloo isn't as bad at cooking as Sweetie Belle
0_0
Very nice, I like this I like.
ermmm tiny little shadow fillies and shadow colts? NYX!!!
100976
No, Shadow Stalkers. Omnius likes to call them Imps.
This was great
I KNOW A WAY TO GET HIM OUT! Blare Caramelldansen in your mind.
101026
NO!. not even torrentican deserves that.
101044
If you knew even 1/5 of the things he's done, you wouldn't say that.
101026 wouldnt it be easier to simply imagine a million pinkie pies in is head and have torrie contend with it for awhile?
99233
thank you for agreing with me nopony sees reason thes days...oh happy new year evrypony im happy it wasent the end of the world on 2012
101115
Oh! Oh! I can guess!
101044 Justin Bieber? I like him but the way people act towards Justin, it will do perfectly! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
Want Torrentican out of your head?
2 words:
Nyan
Cat
(Fluttershy voice) Always works
I love how everyone's trying to figure out a way of getting ole' Torrie out of your head...
It's kind of entertaining.
102021
Meh, if he starts paying rent, he can stay. He better not start watching my fantasies though... The sick bastard.
102026
He doesn't pay Rent. And yeah, he'll more than likely play your Fantasies just to F*ck with you. Who knows? He might even give you some nightmares.
102033
... I'm gonna kill him. I don't care if he's an immortal demigod, I will find a way, and I will kill him. Or at least kick his ass.
102040
If you want, there is ONE song that he hates more than anything...and one that I am a master of using to my full advantage.
102045
DO WANT.
102072
Alright, but you asked for it....
thoughts about fluttershy how dare he
102175
You try having one of the most adorable creatures to ever live tell you she loves you. And it doesn't help that I'm 16. Damn pheromones...
101153 I'm pretty sure a million pinkie pies would make his head explode
Before I read this.... The title of this chapter does not sound promising. D:
Hehe. I like that Monty Python reference Nathan made in the comments... Good work! Keep it up.
When you say yellow eyes i think of the zombies from call of duty
Wow. I'm reading this at 4:00 AM....
Skip it? Yes, problem.
It's not as though you did to Don what should have happened to Link.