7. A Shadow In The Light
The carriage moved through the vast city. Thick stone, brick, among other materials made up the homes. Various species made up the population of the citizens. Minotaurs, Griffons, ponies, zombies, Orcs, among other races, what surprised Micheal and Brian the most were humans, both from their Earth, and, apprently others. The humans wore clothing from different eras. One was a Roman Praetorian guard, another as dressed in the garb of a Renassaince nobelady. More were dressed in clothing that neither Micheal nor Brian recognized, shirts with images on them, one had a date printed out on the tag, reading 1992. "Brian, I think some of these guys are from the future." Brian only nodded, gazing at the sights.
Soon, they made it up the slope, and onto the golden brick path that led up to the crystal palace. The door flung open as everyone disembarked their hooves or feet hitting the ground. "We must walk the rest of the way, as vehicles of any sort are not let in." Luna said, as Pinkie Pie placed the carriage back into the infinite black hole that was her mane. Rainbow and Fluttershy streched their hooves and wings, laundering out the aches in their joints and muscles.
The group walked at a brisk pace, enjoying the scenary around them. Blue and grey bird-like creatures flitted around them. Giant mushrooms grew from the ground, blocking the sky at points. Their appeared to be no visible sun, just a large.etheral tear in the sky, glowing a faint pink. Clouds formed around the tear, as if it was drawing them in. The crystal castle grew closer to them, a tall, sturdy, marble wall ran around the perimeter of the castle, a gilded gate, golden, adorned with precious jewels, ranging from pearls, to sapphires, to diamonds, alongside others. Squirrels and other critters moved from purple tree to yellow tree. Two lone centurions stood guard at the gate.
As they got near, Celestia turned to them, stating, "Everyone, fix yourselves up, as you'll soon meet our parents." Everyone did this, fixing a stray lock of hair, or a piece of clothing that was rumpled, or a feather bent, before nodding at Celestia. "Very well, let's get going then." as the group started up the stone path towards the guarded gate.
Elsewhere, in the realm of Lady Hel, near Asgard...
"So, Celestia and her gang of fools has gone to Aethrium to find dear Celly and Luna's mummy and daddy. Gag me with a silver spoon." Hel stated, a look of contempt on her face, as she stared into the murky yellow and green waters of her scrying pool, her back to Johan.
"Yes, mine Lady Hel. I was able to fool that trottel (idiot) Greene with my "mercy" performance, thinking like I as begging for mine life, long enough for my "nocturnal" comrade Alucard Brenskon to use that blood-magic infused mortar of is. Thankfully, the bludgrass (bloodgrass) potion you gave me restored my, new-found abilities and allowed me to restore me to my full strength faster, enough to eliminate those incompetent mules they call for "Royal Guards." Johan stated, sharping an ebony dagger with a dragonbone hilt in the corner of the room. A long, jet black, hooded cloak lay draped on the back of the chair, hanging loosely, swaying in the chilly airs of the realm. "Shall I go after them, mine Lady of Shadows?" Johan asked, carefully resheathing the dagger in a holder on his chest, before cleaning his Luger with a worn, formerly snow white, cloth.
Hel shushed him with a hand-turned-hoof waved in his direction. Lookingonce more at her scrying pool, seeing Rainbo Dash hit a tree, before speaking, a manaical, plotting smirk appeared on her ash grey face, "No, not yet my dear Johan. I have another agent waiting for them there."
Back in Aetherium....
Rainbow had rubbed her head with a hoof, before they continued on. As they approached the two gates, the guards came into view. One was a fit, well-toned, armored Pegasus stallion. This stallion was wearing armor resembling a Roman Centurion with a Spartan Greek helmet, the set was silver with gold accents. While he wore no greaves, he wore boots and gauntlets. He had a grey coat with a aqua blue mane and tail, with khaki eyes and a spear over a buckler or tower shield as his Cutie Mark. The guard had a stoic look on his face, a shining gold javalin was held in his left hoof. The left was also fit, yet they were lithe in their frontlegs and forelegs, and as slightly taller, was a Unicorn mare. She had a light, sandy coat, with a chestnut brown mane and tail. Her armor looked like a newer version of Micheal's combat gear. A dark grey harness over a forest green and black shirt and pants, though their was a see through patch for her Cutie Mark to show, revealing a golden eagle, wings spread, over two X crossed swords. The helmet was rounded, googles raised, a rumpled forest green cloth lay bundled around the mare's neck. Black, polished combat boots covered her hooves. In her right hoof was an old fashioned, bayonet. While her companion wore a stoic, blank expression, the mare had a tiny grin on her face, as the group walked closer.
The two guards moved their weapons to their opposite hooves, upon seeing Celestia and Luna, and, having been informed by Talos about the entourage accompanying them, they would let them pass. The group smiled at the guards, causing the mare, Light Shine, to giggle slight, before waving a them and giving each member a warm hello. Her comrade nodded professionaly at them, though they all could a faint, warm smile flicker on his face as the group passed, and entered through the large golden doors leading into the palace proper.
The foyer was packed. Ponies and other species were chatting together, eating the fine food at the numerous tables around the large reception hall, or drinking the various beverages offered by the invisible servers. Micheal scanned the vast room. He saw numerous beings in different assortments of clothes. He saw an Orc dressed in a dark green, jagged looking plate armor, a large, steel battleaxe slung over her shoulders, chatting to a Unicorn dressed in what resembled Victorian era clothing. He watched as a human, who he recognized Colonel Jacob Anders, who had fallen during Transom, his plane shot down by enemy fire, his aviator outfit looked almost brand new, except a couple worn patches or stitches here or there.
A tall, lithe stallion trotted over to them. He was a Pegasi, with an amber coat and a fine, cerulean mane and tail. He wore a charcoal grey, long coat, reaching a little over his tail base. The slight solar winds revealed his Cutie Mark through the loose midnight blue pants, his Cutie Mark consisted of twin, gold, jewel-encrusted hoof-and-a-half swords over an azure shield. The stallion had a sheathed broadsword on his back. He had misty grey irises. Upon reaching Celestia and Luna, he bowed, smiled, and, with a soft, velvety voice, said, "Ah, to what honor was I given to meet the beautiful daughters of our just King Terran and our fair Queen Solaria? I am Lord Gold Blade the Fourth, son of Hidden Beam, Lord-Regent of the Kingdom of Aurora, member of the House of Malkaria."
The House of Malkaria was one of the oldest and wealthiest families in Aetherium, composed of Pegasi and Unicorn nobles. They were composed of wealthy bankers, soldiers, politicians, and many other professions. "It is of no honor that you met us here, Lord Blade, we are here on business and we are here to see our parents." Luna stated, a small smile on her face. The stallion nodded in return.
:Of course, I saw your darling mother and father conversing with your cousin, Lady Faust, not an hour ago. If memory serves. they were in the North Tower Orrery, observing the Kalriss Nebula. Well, I must be off, good day." The stallion bowed once more, before slowly trotting off into the crowd. Celestia motioned for the group of follow her, as they went up the right staircase, the sound of chatter droning out their upward progress.
As Gold Blade rounded the corner, he pressed a hoof to his gold and emerald forearm band, which let out a soft hum, emitting a faint royal purple light. Looking arounf to make sure he was alone, and no one was in ear shot, he placed his lips to it, before whispering into it, "Lady Hel, Celestia, Luna, and her fellowship are on their way to the Orrery as we speak."
There was a soft buzz, as Hel's voice spoke from the jewel, "Excellent, proceed with Phase Beta." before the glow faded, and Gold Blade raised his head.
"Niflheim shall rise, as The Light falls...."
(Next chapter is up! Whoo!)
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Okay.
1692964
What this guy said, obviously. And all the other guys before this comment. Also, self-insert. Also, wish-fulfillment. Also, someone has a lack of imagination. I mean, seriously. A soldier(odst, master chief, Issac Clarke, Joseph Stalin, retarded mary-sue-OC such as this one.) DIES and goes to Equestria, where he becomes friends with mane 6 and LIVES A HAPPY LIFE. (has sex with Rainbow Dash)
We haven't seen this one before. Nope.
I'm not hating. It's just that... Ugh. Uuuuugh!
*stomps away*
1860381 Its not a self-insert and he will not live a trully happy life, sure, his family will be with him, but he will forever be haunted by the memories and ghosts of those he's killed
1861472
It's a self-insert, and here is why:
I have no doubt that you're 17 years old, or somewhere close to that age. Your OC is also 17. You did it, so you could relate yourself to your character, and therefore it's a self-insert. But that's not the only reason. Since your character is now related to you, you made him an officer (ridiculous, really) to make him (and yourself) look cool. That's your wish-fulfillment.
Now, that didn't work for obvious reasons, but still.
This cliche is SORE from overuse. It's hurting, and begging for the pain to stop.
I'm not trying to be mean here, It's just that I've seen this before, waaay too many times. It actually forced me to disengage my 10-month read-only mode, and create this account, just so I could tell people where they went wrong.
1863762 The reason I made him 17 is, if he were older, he probably would have been used to the horrors of war, I based him of Alloran something or other, a Union soldier who went MIA, i based this idea of The Youth in the Garden by the descendant, Alloran was a REAL person who was around Micheal's age when he went to war. He would be just as susceptible, Micheal has seen real combat only, 4-5 times, he was given command by his adopted father, his commander during Operation Husky Or whicever one I mentioned in Chapter 3
Also, I'm pretty much an only child, I have 3 step-sisters and a step-brother, but they don't count
The only things we share in common is a sense of honor, a kind heart, and extreme loyalty to our loved ones, Also the love of gaming, and the young age, aside from that, we're different. I believe punishment should fit the crime, but I would never kill someone. Beat them sure, but I would't go THAT far.
Gosh, it took me a while to find out what you're talking about. Your writing is unpossible to readz.
That should have been 3 sentences instead of one.
Now, before anything else, let's talk about this:
I think you fail to realize that it doesn't really matter how old you are, 17 or 25, you'd still shit yourself if you're going into firefight for the first time. Ever talked to the WWII veterans? I have.
Ok.
I assume you're talking about Allorian, the protagonist of "The youth in the garden". You DO realize that the Battle of Antietam was waaaay before the WWII, and wars back in the old days were nothing like the first and second world wars. In terms of "horrors of war", I mean. Please, do your research, and compare wars BEFORE and AFTER the WWI. Back in the 1800s armies were heck of a lot less professional than they were at 1940's, and still, there is no chance that the kid could became an officer, even back then.
Sorry, I fail to see how this is relevant to our discussion.
1864143 I tried thinking of a rank to give Micheal, one that would give him SOME influence in case the need would arise, but not make him say, a General, a high-rank
I strongly advise that you read this fic before continuing. It's another soldier in Equestria fic and quite highly rated.
http://www.fimfiction.net/story/13317/one-soldiers-twilight
I see what you're trying to do here, but it seems that your ambition exceeds your ability. I'll write a full review tomorrow.
1923937 I think i've read that one
1864143 Alright, chapter 8 is up!