The Undying Warrior

Act I: Chapter II

Awakening

Confusion. It was an unexpected emotion to say the least, yet It was the best word to describe his feelings on the situation. He tried to think, but it was like something was forcing the thoughts down. Confusion was all he could think about right now. Deciding that thinking his way out of whatever this was futile, he went with another plan. As he was about to move, another new sensation washed over him, taking him completely off-guard.

Weakness.

He felt weak. This one wasn't unexpected, it was completely new. It covered his body and held him to whatever surface he was on like a restraint. He felt disabled, vulnerable, and he didn't like it one bit. Whatever surrounding he was in seemed to fade away, leaving only him to deal with his body. Deciding enough was enough, he forced all his energy into breaking free of the invisible prison. He struggled and thrashed but his body literally wasn't moving. He was about to stop his useless strategy when he felt a light touch on the very corner of his head.

Immediately his body reacted and power surged through him. At least his torso. He sat up, his arms being supports, trying to free his legs now from there immobilization.

  "This is futile..."

It was the first time he'd ever though of giving up at anything. It was such a weird feeling, not trying. He loathed doing it, but he had no choice. He stopped his internal fighting and went still, giving in to the negative energy surrounding him. As he sat, one more thought entered his mind, one that just plain annoyed him more than he hated.

He was alone.

There would be nothing to have fear him, nothing to kill, nothing to make fun of. He would've grunted, if he had a mouth. Not knowing what to do, he was about just let his mind wander to unknown depths, when he got the feeling he was not alone at all. As his mind immedeatly focused on the thought, and another sensation followed; one that he liked.

Determined to find it, he snapped his head to his right and sighted a miniscule, black, quadruped figure staring up at him with wide but focused eyes.

  "What are you looking at?" He thought sarcastically as he narrowed his solid cyan eyes on the creature.

  "Rise, become the solider I called for you to be. Rise, and become my conqueror..."

Needless to say, Chief was taken aback. Her conqueror? Who ever said he was anyone's anything?!

Being the selfish 'man' he was, Chief would not tolerate being called someone's tool. After realizing his legs were now working, he slowly stood up, trying to look as sinister as possible, and leaned over the tiny quadruped, who was now being surrounded by an army of smaller ones all glaring and staring at him.

Chief began to laugh evilly as he leaned in over the large crowd of ponies who all staggered backwards in fright, except for the bigger one, which Chief now assumed was there leader.

  "Heh heh heh heh... Are you the boss here?" He growled in a voice that seamed to make the ground vibrate.

For a moment nothing was heard except for the yelps of fright, until the leader turned around and boomed loudly.

  "Fear not, my minions! For this new being that stands behind me is that of which I have promised will be our key to vengeance!"

At this announcement, most of the audience calmed down and shuffled back forward to listen.

Now Chief was ready to snap. He slammed down his massive metal fists--making all of the minions scurry away, leaving the leader alone in a large space--and brought his huge face down right in front of the now trembling queen.

"I'm not gonna ask again; are you, or are you not, the boss here...?" Chief hissed in such a terrifying voice, he thought he could here a soft whimper come from the queen.

After almost a minute of silence, she finally decided to speak to him directly.

  "I-I am Queen Chrysalis. Leader o-of the changeling e-empire... I have brought you here, great dragon, to seek your assistance..." Chrysalis replied in a shaky voice.

Chief chuckled again.

  "Good, good... We're finally cooperating. Now, before we continue, let me make one thing clear..."

He extended his enormous metal wings from his back, and folded them over with the plasma laser-blade frames outstretched so each one had the bottom-tip of its frame right next to the terrified queen.

"I don't oblige to orders from anyone... Especially something as small as you." Chief rumbled as the two humungous blade frames erupted in a fiery inferno of blue plasma.

  "And secondly, did you say you brought me here? You decided to shamelessly tear a villain like me from my own world and use me for your own silly games, just because you're upset about being beaten?" Chief asked slowly as he backed up his head a little bit.

When no response came, Chief figured she was just to pitifully afraid of him to talk, so he decided that due to the fact that being any more scary than he already was would probably kill her right then and there, to just ease some of the tension.

  "That takes quite the guts to pull that off. Bravery. I like bravery." Chief muttered as he withdrew his no longer blazing blades. "I see now you're not my enemy. I therefore will not utterly wipe you from existence. I will not follow any orders given to me by anyone. However, I will take into consideration your mentioning of revenge." Chief paused to let it sink in, and also saw a smile work its way onto Chrysalis's mouth as her followers inched forward again. "That really caught my attention..."

Luna couldn't think. She couldn't move. She couldn't do anything. The only thing she could do was lay still while the entirely new level of terror surrounded her like an iron coffin. No matter how much the princess tried to fight it, it only intensified. She could feel tears leaking out of her eyes, her brain hurt... For the first time in a very long stretch of time, Luna, the legendary princess of the night, was scared. This wasn't ordinary fear, she felt like she was a target for the most devastating bounty hunter on the planet, multiplied by ten.

The large stretcher thundered through the various corridors of the castle towards the medical wing, pushed by three guards while Celestia ran beside it, not taking her eyes off of her sister. She was terrified, and her mind was churning with countless quantities of questions. What even happened to her dear sister? How did it happen? Why did it happen? What did she mean by "it's coming from the clouds"? Will Luna even be okay?

Muscle memory seemed to guide Celestia through the castle halls because her mind sure as hell wasn't. It was too busy trying to answer questions it didn't have the answer to.

  "Just hang in there sister, you are going to be fine..." Celestia murmured quietly, tears welling up in her eyes.

When the five finally reached the large doors that lead to the medical rooms, one of the guards ran over and thrust open the gates while the other two rushed inside with Luna.

  "Your majesty, we require you to stay out of the medical facilities for the time being. We will inform you when you are allowed to visit your sister."

The worn out princess of the day stopped and stared at the guard for a moment before nodding slightly.

  "Oh... Okay. I'll be in my private quarters. Inform me as soon as Luna is well enough to see again."

  "Yes, your royal highness." The guard replied and walked into the medical rooms, leaving Celestia alone in the corridor.

Celestia didn't know what to do. She was helpless... Seeing her sister in this condition was enough to make her brake down right then and there. After a few minutes of not moving, Celestia finally turned around and slowly walked back to her room.

  "This will be over soon... Get well dear Luna, the kingdom needs you..."