Taken for War

"Right, I'm off now. I've got work in the morning and I don't want to be hung over, you know what the boss is like." Jason announced as he downed the last of his pint.

"You work on Sundays now!? When did that happen?" Jacob replied. "You must have the worst job ever."

"I got told this morning. I do hate my boss sometimes, but hey, £15 an hour is good enough for me." Jason said

"Yeah, that's a fair pay, d'ya want a lift back? Jacob offered.

"Nah I'm good, I live just down the road. Plus, I need my daily exercise." Jason joked, patting his stomach. He then took out his wallet and handed the bar tender some money.

"Ha ha, I'll see you around." Jacob called out as Jason left the bar.

As Jason steps outside, a sudden gust of cold air blows over him, sending a chill down his spine.

"Bloody hell! When'd the temperature drop?" Jason mutters to himself as he begins his trek home. The cold night was lit up by a full moon that shone silver rays of light down onto the quiet countryside. Jason had always liked the night, apart from the cold air, it was beautiful. Jason looked up at the starts and thought about something.

"Is there any life out there, in space?" he questioned. "If yes, what is it? Where is it?" Jason stopped and thought about that.

The questions rolled around in his head before he shrugged them away. He walked down the stone path along side the road. The occasional car drove past, sending a wave of cold air into his face. A couple minutes later he arrived at a small village. Street lamps illuminated the roads and Jason could see the cobblestone path that led up to his house. He went up to his door and with an ecstasy of fumbling he found his keys, buried deep down in his pockets. He slotted the key into the keyhole and opened the door. Stepping inside, a rush of warm air overcame the cold air that had been following him. Closing the door, Jason was relieved to be in a warmer place. Kicking his shoes off, he ventured into the kitchen to make a nice cup of coffee. But, he was not expecting a tall, white pony with a Unicorn's horn and Pegasus' wings to be sitting down at the table, sipping a cup of tea with a slice of cake on a plate, to look at back at him.

"Hello, we need to talk." The pony said in a feminine voice.

"Maybe I have been drinking too much.." Jason muttered before falling face-first onto to the ground, unconscious.

"Maybe I was too formal?" The pony said, chuckling as she picked Jason up with her magic and walking into the front room, laying him on the sofa, before going back to finish of her cup of tea and slice of cake.

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"Urgghh.." Jason moaned as his vision returned. He lifted his hand up to his face, only to wince in pain. Looking down at his hand he notices crimson red.

"Must have hit my nose when I passed out.. But how'd I end up on the sofa?" Jason questioned himself. Upon standing up, a wave of dizziness overcomes his vision and he almost falls onto the floor again. He looks around before a throbbing pain fills his head.

"Urgh, I must have drunk far to much last night, the boss'll kill me.. Wait, shit! What's the time! I've got work!" Jason said as he rushed into the kitchen. Upon entering the kitchen, he come across the same tall, white pony. Although he doesn't pass out, the pony turns around and looks at him.

"Uh..." Jason mutters as they both make awkward eye contact.

"Allow me, Jason" The pony says as she pulls a seat out from under the table.

"H-how'd you k-know my name.." Jason stammerd

"Whilst you where passed out, I done a simple mind check with my magic." The pony

"Y-you where here be-before I passed out." Jason said as a wave of Déjà vu overcame him.

"Yes I was, and I'm sorry for scaring you." The pony replied with an apologetic smile.

"H-how come you can speak E-English" Jason asked, slowly taking a seat on the opposite end of the table, as far away from the talking pony.

"I cast a language spell that allows me to speak in any kind of language. And I mean any language." She chuckled.

"W-whats your name." Jason questioned.

"My name's Celestia." Celestia replied.

"Where do y-you come from, Celestia?" Jason said, unsure on what to say.

"I come from Canterlot, Equestria. You'll have no idea where that is. Let's just say its on another planet far, far, far away from here." Celestia explained.

"O-ok. Why are you here, if you come from a totally different planet." Jason asked. Celestia's face darkened at this question.

"Back at my planet, an ancient corruption is stirring. It will eventually break out of it's concealment under the Everfree Forest, just like the prophecy said, and in the proh-" Celestia's sentence interrupted.

"Wait! Don't tell me! The prohpecy said that a being from another univerce comes and saves the day!" Jason mocked.

"Well, yes." Celestia said, with a hint on anger in her tone. "Just let me explain." Celestia clears hear throat, "The prophecy goes:

An ancient corruption will soon return

From the Everfree Forest,

The elements shall fall and burn,

The sun will die and the moon shall rise,

Old enemies will return with allies

A *human shall lead an army,*

only to go barmy,

and his life shall end the war."

Jason sat there an let those words sink in. A human shall lead an army, only to go barmy, and his life shall end the war.

"So I'm going to go to another planet just to kill myself?" Jason said, a hint of worry in his tone.

"Well, no.." Celestia sighed, "Look, Jason, yes you will die, but I can make sure you return, as a spirit."

Jason glared daggers at Celestia, "Even if I am going crazy or not, I'm sitting here talking to a bloody talking pony that's telling me to go to war that's on another planet, and I'm going to die! Why can't you just do it yourself! You managed to teleport from a planet over here, why can't you just turn into a human?"

Celestia looked up at Jason and spoke in a calm tone. "Because I've never seen a human before, the secret with shape-shifting is that you need to physically see it to turn into it. How I teleported here is by focusing on the word 'human' and -yes I know it sounds stupid- it teleports me to wherever a 'human' is. Don't ask me how it works, ask magic."

Jason stares at here dumbfounded.

"No." He said quietly. "No. I will not go. No, no, no NO!" Without realizing, Jason had got out of his seat with clenched fists.

"Jason, please listen to me. There is another part to the prophecy." Celestia's words halted Jason's attempts to attack.

"Ha! How does it go? 'A special god was banished and now returns as a human?'" Jason jokes around.

Celestia looks at Jason, then down to the floor. She sighs,

"Asmodes, the creator, is summoned,

To stop the Corruption's storm,

But only at the cost of his life,

In a final strife,

The Corruption destroyed,

Thrown into the void,

Never to be seen again,

or will it?

Jason was quick to respond this time. "What makes you think that that 'Asmodes' guy is me?"

"That prophecy is one hundred millenia old." Celsetia replied.

"So, what does that prove?" Jason replied stubbornly, then smiled to himself. "It proves that your old."

"Look, I was not around at the time. But, Asmodes was not actually killed, he was... 'transported', you could say. Asmodes' magic was so strong, when he destroyed the Corruption, he destroyed himself with it, but not fully. His body was.. vaporised into pure magic, and he was.. reformed here, on your planet, and the reason for that is because it was the closet planet. I know it sounds crazy, but I want to prove it to you." Celestia said, her horn slowly lighting up.

"Stay still." Celestia commanded as her horn fired a beam of light at Jason, hitting him directly in his forehead.

Images flashed over Jason's eyes, images of a tall, black horse, much like Celestia, with wings and a horn, flying at a supersonic speed, down towards a shadowy pony lying on his side on a black, charred landscape. The flying pony is hurtling towards the shadowy figure at speeds fast enough to break the sound barrier. The flying pony's horn glows a blood-red before he breaks the sound barrier, just as he hits the shadowy pony. A rainbow shock-wave travels across the blackened landscape, restoring it. Charred trees return to their normal state, blackened grass stands back up on their roots, crumbled buildings full of debris, restored to their original form. Bloodied corpses of fallen soldiers, slowly waking up from a hellish nightmare. But, at the epicenter of the sonic boom, was nothing. No black Unicorn-Pegasus horse, no shadowy figure. Then, as quick as the images came, they disappeared out of Jason's view.

Jason's head spun whilst he tried to comprehend what he just saw.

"W-what was that?" Jason asked, rubbing his head.

"Those images? They were memories. That was your battle against Corruption. That was the day, you, Asmodes, saved the planet."

And with that, Jason's vision slowly blackened, and he fell to floor again, only to be caught my Celestia's magic.

"I'm sorry for what I'm about to do, Jason. Please forgive me." Celestia said just as she teleports away, along with Jason.

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