Descent

Descent

Canterlot, one day later.

I was in the royal throne room, Twilight had been left outside for this 'Private meeting'. There were stained glass windows depicting various heroic acts adorning the walls. The light they allowed in was white, which was odd. Best not to question. The vaulted ceiling looked to be a mile away, and was cloaked in shadow.

I wore the clothes of Heindrik today. He got me into this mess, he owes me.

"Kaizer, I would like to inform you that your crimes against Equestria are of the most grievous of nature. And by all rights, I should kill you." The alabaster ruler, who's name was Celestia - I believe - declared.

I adjusted the red armband I had acquired. And made a move to speak, but was cut off by the smaller one - Luna, I think- shouting.

"IN THE OLDEN TIMES, THOU WOULDETH BE HUNG FOR THINE HANIOUS ACTS!" She bellowed. My ears were ringing, and my body felt like it was buzzing.

"I think you just gave me shellshock." I stated when the symptoms calmed down.

"Also, what am I needed for." I asked, straightening the MG on my back. Why did they let me, an unstable human, have a gun?

"We have found some... artifacts." Celestia stated, and led me to a dust-covered box, but the dust had been wiped off in places, revealing a black, shiny layer.

"It's a box. What did you expect me to find?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"THIS BOX WAS FOUND ALONGSIDE OTHER ARTIFACTS!" Luna screamed, causing some dust to fall off the box. I was standing farther away, so the effects were lessened. Celestia seemed to scold her, probably for volume.

The other 'artifacts' were brought into the room, and I immediately recognized them. They were the parts to a computer. A monitor, mouse, keyboard! The connecting wires, even a solar generator! Whoever left this knew what they were doing.

"Well, what you've got here is a computer." I announced. I was met with a confused stare from Celestia, and Luna had a twinkle in her eye.

"We have read a book about those!" She exclaimed, surprising her sister.

"Where?" I inquired.

"In the library. It used to have a whole wing on humans!" Luna said excitedly.

"I assume it burnt down or something equally as damaging." I deadpanned.

"How did you know?" Celestia asked, giving me an accusing glare.

"It's just my luck. Now, let's boot this puppy up." I said, blowing the dust off of the generator and pressing the power button.

The familiar Windows XP Professional logo popped up.

It uses the same OS as my computer, how weird.

And look, it has the same background too. And the same cluttered desktop. And the tower looks the same as- BY STALIN'S MUSTACHE!

It's Dasha.

Hello, love.

You named your computer!?

Vhat ist your problem?

Is good name!

I then proceeded to perform a quick diagnostic, and everything seemed fine.

"Alright, why did you call me here, Luna seems knowledgeable of this?" I questioned, not looking away from the screen.

"Well, you have hands..." I heard Celestia mumble. There was also a shuffling of hooves.

Suddenly, the monitor went black. Only one phrase was displayed.

It's my turn.

I tried everything in my power to get Dasha operational, but to no avail. The tower began to glow with a purple and green aura.

A bolt of energy hit Luna squarely in the chest, and Celestia teleported away immediately. Luna began convulsing on the floor.

And then the monitor returned to normal. I ran over to Luna, who had stopped spasming. Her body seemed to grow darker.

And is that armour?

I sat next to her head, and she rose.

"Hello, subject." She stated, but her voice sounded... different.

I grabbed the MG, and aimed it at her. She just laughed as she swatted it aside with magic. I tried to backpedal, but my body wouldn't respond. I was frozen by fear.

"You think you can defeat me?" She scoffed, advancing on me. I snapped out of the paralysis, and grabbed my knife. I lunged, and the blade hit her in the neck.

She tossed me away and healed the wound. My knife clattered to the floor.

Fucking OP. Some reinforcements arrived, and distracted not-Luna

I then noticed the MG within arm's reach. I was about to reach for it, but then I realized the futility of it all.

I was going to die.

Go down fighting!

Fight for your home!

For your Comrades!

Fight for ze hell of it!

I picked up the MG, and released a wall of lead onto the alicorn in front of me. She had not been expecting it, as she had been busy with the royal guards. The bullets tore through her side, but were healed almost immediately.

Is there nothing I can do?

No.