The Adventures of Crithion Krytech EP 1

by armoredbrony1

Rating: teen
Tags: Other, Crossover, Alternate Universe, Thunderlane, Gore, Original Character, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark, Rainbow Dash
Length: 1125

The soldering tale of a person who is forced to work inside the Rainbow Factory

This story is about a man, well he isn't exactly a man so to speak. He's a robot.

The man who I am talking about is none other than Crithion Krytech, An Antraxian elite. With the power to fly, the power to form swords out of his arms and has the Intense power of the sun on his side. No! he is not a man, a man is that of human kind. Crithion is a person, a person whom will have to battle though hardships, secrets and evil ranks in order to save those who are threatened along his traumatic journey within the Rainbow Factory.

Through out this story he will learn to hate, love, tolerate and most importantly............Forgive.
But not until he can overcome the wrath of the terrible fate that awaits him In the Factory form hell!
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Please, constructive criticism is highly appreciated and accepted. This is my first Fanfic ever and I would want to better myself in the future so please, if you think something is a miss or if you just plain don't understand something. Pm or message me for some details on the subject. But I Do not want highly negative comments or bold insults in the comments, if it is that off to you. You can message me or better yet don't read or have anything to do with this story. No-One is perfect and I did say this earlier Its my first time writing anything over 3,000 words and is not a school project focusing on one matter. Thank you.

Published 2014-05-08 17:10:03 UTC
Last updated 2014-06-24 09:17:14 UTC

Prologue

Prologue

Creation; matter and atoms alike that coexist in the realm of infinite. Spanning into more then any imagination could conceive, Evan god himself had a hard time making all of it. But recently one area in all of space has been added to the multiverse, one that that is the same and yet different in all ways, one that has captured hearts and minds for a while now. And that realm is....Equestria.

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Deep in the outer reaches of space lies an ancient civilisation, one that has conquered the strongest forces and the most daring of evils known in there universe. A civilisation that has protected hundreds of innocent worlds and has grown so mighty along with their allies for eons. And none of it wouldn't have been without its people; the civilians, soldiers, elite soldiers, high consoul members and the emperor him self. A mighty empire capable of great feats and tramendes actions wouldn't not have been with the people residing within. One in peticular, an elite soldier to be more descriptive, a hero of the empire who single handedly took control in one of the battles of the time war because the leading captin was killed in action. Who lead the fleet deep into enemy territory for a painful strike to prevent further hostality. Though most of the time he had no fucking idea what he was doing, it still was a rough success worthy of a reward. He was awarded one of the highest honour for said actions because it let alone save the fleet from utter devastation but forced the enemy to retreat and success towards the Antraxian Empire

He was awarded the imperial star, a medal stating that this individual is a true war hero and that he is not to be fucked with because holders of the star are ultimate badasses.

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Not long after the ceremony he basically had the best party ever...we'll in Antraxian standards, But it was still bloody impressive. Lined throughout the grand hall of the imperial court lights banners and near the back stationed a Dj platform because whats a party without some sick beats. Shortly after officially starting the court was FILLED with people; counsel members, officials, work comrades and friends. But it was lacking something, family.

Being an elite soldier was great; being able to lead armies, having powerful minds that are pretty much super computers, abilities like having two cross swords that were built out of stron metal for the most brutal of attacks that come out of his arms for melee and other forms of offence or defence, a built in jetpack with strong metal plates that can move out into a wing like position and mold into his back making it look like he never had such appendages, and a heart made out of pure fusion energy but he never liked the idea, because the only time the fusion was useful was when you are in the heat of battle, no allies left, all alone and need to deliver a can of whopass to the enemy so shortly before he had to head out into the time war for the first time he kind of replaced it with a nuclear reactor of his own design. But rest assured they are the pros, the cons however are horrible like living for eons, yes that may sound delightful but it's more of a curse because you will out live the best of friends and loved ones to an extent and would have to live through dreadful pain and beg for death only for it to be declined. The other unpleasant con being the lack of family members because elite soldiers are basically weapons of mass destruction. The first elites were built for the protection of the antraxian empire without actually sending out any people like robots to make life easier. But as time followed after generations of elites they started to grow more independent and obtain proper personalities. For the last eighty thousand years elites were just like normal civilians but made out of machinery. So Crithion never felt the true love of a mother, father or Evan a sister.

Any way there is a party that's needs attending no time to waste thinking about sad things. Twenty minuets passed and it was all in full swing. Dj blasting away, dancefloor packed and he swore he could see the emperor somewhere in the packs of people dancing and grooving but who says that's a bad thing. Crithion taking in the odd sight can't help but laugh a little but meh that's life. The next hour or so was spent sitting near the back of the court enjoying himself and also thinking about various things. Manly that fact that he just reached the top of his career and maybe could occupy in other occupations. His train of thought was interrupted by someone coming up to him.

"Hey, buddy how ya doing?" Asked the slightly drunk bystander.

"Don't know just thinking, ya know like what the hell I can do with my life from here on in" he said with a mumbled tone.

"We'll I don't know about you but someone with your reputation could get anything he wants right?" The unknown person then sat down next to him while trying not to hiccup but no avail.

"Dude, you alright?" Asked Crithion.

"Yea, I'm fine just a little too much to drink that's all" he stated while regaining his composure

"Any way to answer your question, I was just thinking that I might take a break in the whole military thing and do something else...maybe I'll start a company dedicated to scientific research" he said with a chuckle. "But like i said, I don't know what to do?"

Just as the drunken man was a bout to say something he was interrupted by two people dancing then crashing to the floor near the two of them and spilling their drinks all over the floor.

"Ok what was I going to say..*hiccup* oh yes! I think that idea of yours isn't half bad" the man stated while patting Crithion on the back insuring that it isn't a shit thing to do. The intoxicated man couldn't help but notice a gorgeous lady over by the bar becoming him to come over. "We'll I guess this were we depart, nice meeting you oh mighty Crithion Krytech" he couldn't help but smirk at the comment causing Crithion to look at him with slight amusement.

After the drunk man stood up and walked away leaving the super soldier alone, he couldn't get the thought out of his head about how well this idea of dedicating his life to science now and what that would cause.

A New Discovery

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The Production of Rainbows

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A change In Motion

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A Small Briefing

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