Note: This chapter takes place the day after Chapter 7

"Reaahhh" "Reeaaooohh"

Bang, bang.

"Fucking zombies."

Kobold was standing directly outside the library, both guns in his hands. Inside, Twilight, Spike, Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash were boarding up the windows. Rarity, Applejack, and Pinkie couldn't make it in before they got them.

"How ya doin' in there?"

"Almost done." answered Rainbow Dash. "Where is everypony else?"

"Well," Kobold looked around at the horde of zombies. "By the looks of it, we might be the only ones left alive. There might be one or two other survivor safe houses, but the odds of that are unlikely."

"So..." Began Fluttershy. "We're the only ones...left." She broke down, crying.

Kobold closed the door, leaving Rainbow and Twilight to board it up. "There, there, we are going to make it out of this, everything's going to be fine." He said whilst stroking her mane.

But he knew he was lying. They were going to die there.

Unless they could stop the spread.

But what could be carrying The Infection?

In the distance, barely audible to anyone, was the sound of rumbling.

"If I'm not back in twenty minutes, assume the worst."

Kobold left the library, his face toward the Horde. By the looks of it, only him, Twilight, Fluttershy, Spike, and Rainbow Dash were able to get to safety. Off into the distance, he spotted the source of the infection.

An tall, tan rock with a pair of arms and legs.

For some odd reason, the rocks appendages reminded him of a certain fat Russian man with a mini-gun.

Pulling out the black music tablet, Kobold uttered the fitting words for this rumble.

"Apollo 440: Stop the Rock."

Sword out an guns a-blazing, Kobold charged The Rock.

"Stop The Rock.

Stop The Rock."

A long necked Earth Pony and a talon-ed pegasus jumped Kobold from around a corner. The pegasus pounced Kobold whilst the Earth Pony spat up a wad of green, acidic goo. Kobold shot the pegasus before it could do any real damage and then shot the Earth Pony, rolling out of the way of the acidic goo.

"Stop The Rock."

The Rock was in sights again, and Kobold blinked over to it, attempting to stab it in its 'back'

But The Rock just kept on charging.

"Stop The Rock."

Can't stop The Rock.

You can't stop The Rock.

Can't stop The Rock.

You can't stop The Rock

Can't stop The Rock."

No matter what Kobold did, The Rock just kept running. Bullet, sword, explosion, nothing worked on it. But Kobold was persistent, still trying to kill The Rock to slow down the spread of The Infection.

A unicorn with large lumps on the front of her throat launched an enormous tongue at Kobold, dragging him off to the roof in which she was stationed at. Kobold attempted to free himself from the tongue's choking grip, but to no avail.

As the last bits of life faded from his view, he could only think of one thing.

I should have known I couldn't stop The Rock.

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Reality

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"AAAAAAHHHHH, SWEET MOTHER OF SLENDER." Kobold had awoken again from another weird dream.

"Why does this keep happening to me? The amulets magic is gone, I quit booze after nine, and yet, I'm still having these fucking dreams. What the shit!?"

He heard hard pounding at the office door. "Who the hell could that be? Who needs to see me at...12:30 A.M." Disheveled, Kobold got up out of bed and walked over to the door, and opened it.

Flash of yellow and pink.

"Kobold, are you okay? I heard screaming, and I thought that something might be wrong. Did somepony break in? Oh my, I knew I should have replaced those windo-"

"Flutters?"

"Yes?"

"Would you kindly get off of me, you're starting to crush my ribcage."

"Oh, I'm so sorry, I heard screaming, a-"

"Yeah, yeah, I got that part. I just had a weird dream, is all."

"Oh? What was it about?"

"Zombie apocalypse and the only way to stop them was to stop a rock. I couldn't stop it."

"You couldn't stop the rock?"

"No, one does not simply stop this kind of rock. Anyway, it's late, shouldn't you be getting back ho-." Right before he could finish his sentence, Kobold looked out the door.

A blizzard had picked up. Out of nowhere.

"Never mind, you can stay here until this thing blows over."

"Really, you'd do that?"

"Take a look outside, does that exactly seem safe to be walking around in?"

"Well, no..."

"Well, then, your ass is staying here until this thing blows over. Holly?"

Holly's head appeared on the screen. With a nightcap on, for some reason.

"Wot is it, Kobold. Can't you see I'm jiggered?"

"We have a guest. She's staying here until the blizzard blows over."

"And you had to wake me up why?"

"Just turn on the first few episodes of Blackadder." A few days ago, Kobold had implemented a device into the television that allows him to watch various shows by simply telling Holly to turn them on. Netbix, he though it was called.

"Alright, then, will you leave me alone afterwords?"

"Yes, yes I will. Care for a drink, Flutters?"

"Sure. Do you have any sodas?"

"I...think so." Kobold pulled out a large bottle of Coca-cola and a medium sized bottle of Jack Daniels. "This good."

"Yes, I will do." Pulling out two tall glasses, Kobold poured the Coke into one and the whiskey in the other. He handed the coke over to Fluttershy as the show began to start.

Fluttershy had to cover her eyes when the kings head got cut off, but Kobold explained it to her. "It's just acting. There props. The head is just a helmet with some red dye and a fake, plastic head."

"That doesn't make it any less scary!"

"Well, I tried."

After the first few episodes, the two fell asleep next to each other on the couch. Kobold had his left arm draped over Fluttershy's shoulder. Waking up about two hours later, he noticed how cute she was when she was sleeping.

Creak.

Kobold looked to the right of the television to see The Narrator...

Giving him one of the most hostile death stares possible by mankind.

Slowly, Kobold removed his arm from Fluttershy's shoulder and inched away from her until The Narrator smiled and shut his door.

Phew, close one.

Returning to his slumber, Kobold was awoken two more hours later by another person knocking at the door. Answering the door, he found Rarity with an official-looking letter. Evidently, the blizzard had cleared.

When she saw Fluttershy lying on the couch and Kobold dishelved state, she said. "Oh, I hope, I'm not interrupting anything."

Kobold's cheeks turned a shade of deep red. "Ah, eh, bu, heh, meh, It's not what it looks like!"

"What is it, then?"

"Fluttershy came in last night, 'cause she heard me screaming. By the time I convinced her to leave, the storm picked up."

"What storm? It was clear all night."

"But that imposi..." Realizing what was going on, Kobold left the office and looked upward.

Sure enough, the rainbow-maned mare was snoozing on a group of clouds above Kobold's office. He picked up a wad of snow, shaped it into a ball, and casually threw it up into the air just hard enough to hit Rainbow Dash in the face. Walking back into the office, Kobold noticed the letter Rarity was carrying.

"I assume that's for me?"

"Yes, it is."

Kobold grabbed the letter and opened it...

And hit jaw dropped with disbelief.

"Rarity, I can't believe I'm saying this, but I am going to need two things from you. Hair gel and a blue suit."

"Why? What is in the letter?"

"Court summons. Evidently, I've been accused of treason and copulation between royal blood."

"So, you are being tried for attempting to overthrow Celestia and..."

"Having a quick one with Luna."

"Well, have you?"

"I can see where they'd get treason from, but the copulation? I'm not even into that sort of thing! What the shit?"

"Kobold, could you please not swear so much?"

"Fine, fine fine, but can you do that for me? The suit and gel?"

"What happened to your other suit?"

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Flashback, Day after Winter Moon Celebration
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"Alright, how am I going to get all this eye blood off of the suit? Well, I could just bleach it."

"Dammit, now it's white. Well, I could try and re-dye it."

"Shit, I knew I shouldn't have used black paint as dye. Now I gotta wash this."

"FUCK. I dropped it in the river."

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Present
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"It...disappeared."

"How did it-"

"This is court. I need to undertake an alter ego if I'm gunna make it through this."

"You're defending yourself?"

"Yes, but I need the suit and gel. How much will both of those cost me?"

"Nothing. You will just owe me a favor."

"Big one, no doubt?"

"We'll see, we'll see."

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The next day, Canterlot Court House
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Kobold paced outside the double wooden doors. Within those two doors lies his fate. Either he will be declared innocent and continue his life, or be declared guilty and, according to the summons, be banished to the moon.

How is that even possible?

They also had to take his bag away. Something about security measures and terrorism.

Hearing hoof-steps behind him, he turned to find that all of the Elements had arrived, presumably to watch the trial.

"Rarity, do you have the suit?"

"Yes, I do. I finished it just in time. And here is the hair gel." Rarity pulled out the freshly made suit and hair gel out from her saddlebags.

"Thanks. Now, if you will excuse me."

And with that, Kobold ran to the nearest man's room and changed into the suit.

When he emerged from the restroom, he was brimming with confidence. The blue suit can with a red tie and white undershirt, and Kobold had used the hair gel to spike his hair backwards.

The Elements just stared at Kobold, amazed at the almost complete change of person.

Pinkie was the first to recover. "What's that porcupine doing on your head, Kobold?"

"One, this is not a porcupine, this is my hair. Two, I am no longer Kobold. I am Phoenix Hosamen: Bad-ass Attorney."

"So," Rarity was the second to recover, "This is your 'alter ego' you were talking about."

"Right you are, Rare T."

"It's Rarity."

"Yes, yes, yes, I know. Anyway, better get to this case. Can't stand around here for much longer. Twilite Lampost, Fame Row Mash, Butterscotch, Lanky Nye, Car Jack, Rare T, you may enter the stands."

"I think there's something wrong with him." Whispered Fluttershy to Twilight.

"You're telling me?"

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Courtroom
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The courtroom was fairly standard. Rows of wooden seats, elevated judge's stand, witness stand next to the judge, two desks for the defense and prosecution, and of course, a jury on the left side of the room. Phoenix took his seat in the left desk, whilst the prosecutor, a red Earth Pony with a black mane, took his seat on the right desk. He didn't quite catch his name. Edge, maybe? Edge Worth? That sounds right.

The bailiff entered the courtroom and stood in front of the judge's stand. "Please be seated. The honorable Judge Celestia will now be presiding."

Wait, what? Phoenix slammed his palms on his desk. "HO-AAHH"

Phoenix was about to yell 'hold it' but was interrupted by the clash of cymbals originating from underneath his desk.

And the giant spiky comic style sign with the words 'hold it' hanging beside his head, being held up by a...poofy pink tail. He checked under his desk to find Pinkie with a pair of cymbals and another comic style sign, this one with 'objection' on it.

"Pink Thee, what are you doing under there?"

"Helping."

"This isn't the kind of help I need. Shoo!" And with that, Pinkie left with her cymbals and signs in tow. She found a decent spot with the rest of her friends in the audience. By the time Phoenix was done with Pinkie, Celestia had taken her spot on the stand.

"Now, where was I. Oh, yes. HOLD IT!"

"What is it, Kobold?" Celestia asked, annoyed

"Firstly, it's Phoenix Hosamen: Bad-ass Attorney for now. Secondly, I call for a mistrial."

The crowd murmured at these words. Banging her gavel, Celestia called for order. "Order, order in the court."

"I'd like takeout."

"Not that kind of order, Pink Eh."

"On what grounds do you call for a mistrial, Phoenix?"

"I call for it on the grounds of unfair trial. The judge is the prosecuting party."

More murmurers.

"As much as I do not enjoy agreeing with the defense, he's correct, Your Honor." Said Edge Worth. "You are the prosecuting party. We cannot run this trial with you as the presiding judge. Unless you step down, we cannot continue this trial."

"Fine, fine, I'm leaving. Somepony bring in the next judge. Recess until we find the next one."

Kobold let out a sigh. "Phew, close one."

"You." Celestia looked toward him with a hostile look. "You're coming with me to the interrogation room."

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Interrogation Room
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Again, the room was fairly standard. One table in the middle of the room, one way window on the wall, a single barred window near the ceiling. Only weird thing was that Celestia herself decided not to come into the room to interrogate. Phoenix began to wonder why there was a interrogation room in a court.

Place probably doubles as a police station. I hate the fuz.

"Kobold," a voice came from the one way window. It sounded like Luna. "I promise you, I'll get you out of this. Sister is just a little angry at you."

"A little angry?" Another voice joined, presumably Celestia. "That little ba-." The voice cut off mid sentence.

Probably muted the mic. Hmm, wonder if it's muted on this side, too.

"Celestia is the worst ruler ever!"

No response.

"Hmm, they can't hear me. Heh. But I have important matters to attend to. Like, proving my innocence, for example. Now, all I need to do is refute the evidence she has, if she even has any, and that will prove my innocence."

While Phoenix was wrapped in his thoughts, the royal duo were arguing behind the one way window.

"-stard has weakened me! I am no longer as powerful as I used to be!"

"How do you know it was him?"

"This all started when he fell out of the sky! How can you side with him!?"

Luna took a deep breath, calming herself. "For starters, he is one of the few who enjoy my night."

"Others enjoy your night!"

"But not nearly as much as him."

"And? Do I need to remind you of what he did when Zalgo was attacking?"

"He wanted nothing more than to sacrifice himself, and not me." Luna's tone increased in anger and annoyance.

Inside the interrogation room, Phoenix was lost in his thoughts...

So lost, in fact, that he did not even notice a reality portal silently open up near the only exit and deposit a ball of tan flesh. He did, however, hear the ball, looked toward it, an immediately received a headache telling him what it was.

The ball of flesh took the form of a hunchbacked individual, about a foot tall, wearing a bloody, torn, white t-shirt and a short pair of sky blue boxers.

The most disturbing feature was its insane laugh

"Her heherheeh he hHE HE HEHEH hehrhehe."

Phoenix stared at this creature for what seemed to be an hour, his pupils the size of a single grain of sand. The creature jumped on to Phoenix's head, but not before he could yell its name.

"JOCKEY!"

The Jockey clung onto the back of Phoenix's head, its claws scratching away at his face as it moved its back in various directions to throw Phoenix around the room.

"Is this thing humping me?"

He tried his best to get The Jockey off of his head, banging it against the wall, trying to rip it off with his tentacles, but no, nothing worked. It just clung to him like green on a shamrock. The Jockey rode Kobold all around the room, knocking the table over.

While all of this was going on, Luna and Celestia were too wrapped up in their argument to notice Phoenix being humped to death in the room over.

"Sister, it may be coincidence that Kobold's appearance brought forth the weakening."

"I don't buy a single word of that. He's the cause of it, and he must be punished justly."

Eventually, Phoenix attempted to bang The Jockey against the wall again to kill it. He thrusted his head as the wall as hard as he could five times. On the fifth time, The Jockey no longer had the strength to hold onto Phoenix's head anymore, and dropped off. As soon as it hit the floor, Phoenix stomped on it, sending blood splatter all over the walls. He continued until The Jockey was nothing more than a bloody pulp.

As it turns out, the dynamic duo behind the window had turned their heads halfway through Phoenix stomping on The Jockey. Both of them were horrified at the display. Turning on the mic, the said in unison..

"Phoenix, what are you doing?"

"Fucking Jockey came in here and tried to hump my head to death. Why the hell weren't you doing anything."

"We were...having an discussion-"

"And you were SOOOOO wrapped up in it, you couldn't even help me before I died from a skull-fucking!?"

"Yes, actually."

Kobold sighed. "Just...please...let me out of here."

"Fine, HAVE IT YOUR WAY." Celestia boomed from the mic. And with that, the door leading into the hallway opened. Phoenix left and took a deep breath as both Luna and Celestia left from a nearby door. Luna headed toward him whilst Celestia sulked the other way.

"What's her problem?"

"Technically, you, but it might have something to do with me convincing her to drop the treason charge."

"Lulu?"

"Yes? And my name is Luna."

"I love you. But not in that way. Like an incredibly good friend."

"Why, thank you."

"How were you able to drop the treason charge?"

"But having her only pursue in the copulation charge."

Silence.

"Okay, okay, can't be that hard to-"

"I also can not testify."

"Fuck."

"Could you please stop swearing so much. It is beginning to get to me."

"Sorry, sorry. I have been swearing a lot more lately. I wonder why? Maybe it has something to do with having no human contact and being surrounded by horses for the past two months."

"Phoenix?"

"Yes?"

"You're speaking out-loud."

"I am?"

"Yes."

Shit.

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Courtroom
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"Court is now in session, the honorable Judge Judy will be presiding."

Much better.

Judge Judive Shinlin, an ACTUAL judge. One that is not part of the prosecuting party. "May the prosecution call their first witness." She said.

Wait, what, they have a witne- oh Slender, that horny bastard.

Edge Worth looked down onto a piece of paper on his desk. "The prosecution calls Lance B. Prime to the stand."

The witness in question was a gray Earth Pony with a lighter gray mane, wearing a blue janitor's suit. Walking to the stand, Lance took his seat.

"Name?"

"Lance B. Prime."

"Occupation."

"Janitor."

"Mr. Prime, could you please tell us what you saw on the night in question?"

"Of course. I was going about my normal janitorial duties, when I heard grunting coming from the princess's quarters. I went to investigate, and I saw the defense copulating with Princess Luna. Not much else to say after that."

The judge turned toward Phoenix. "The defense may now cross examine the witness."

Phoenix stroked his chin whilst thinking about the testimony. C'mon, there's gotta be a contradiction in his statement.

"HOLD IT!"

"What is it, Phoenix?" Lance complained.

"At what time did these events occur?"

"Around one o'clock A.M."

Hell, that was easy.

"OBJECTION! I have an alibi. I was in my office at the time of copulation. And I have a witness to corroborate it. The defense calls Butterscotch to the stand.

"FLUTTERSHY!"

"Why do I keep having problems with peoples names today?"

Fluttershy trotted up to the stand, attempting to hide behind her mane the entire way there. When she arrived at the stand, she shrunk back in another attempt to stay hidden.

"Name?"

"Fl-fl-fluttershy."

"Sorry, but your going to need to speak up.

"Flutt-ttershy."

"Little louder, please?"

"Fluttershy."

"Much better! Occupation?"

"Veterinarian."

"Again, speak up.

"Veterinarian."

"Did everyone hear that? Good. Now, would you please confirm my alibi."

Fluttershy uttered some words, but they were barely audible.

"Anyone got a microphone?"

Edge Worth spoke up. "There is one on the stand."

"Oh, wouldya look at that." Phoenix switched the microphone on. "Now, please, give your testimony as to where I was on the night of the crime."

"Well, I heard you screaming, so I ran over to see what was wrong. By the time you explained to me nothing was wrong, a blizzard picked up. You invited me to stay in your house until the storm blew over, then we fell asleep on the couch."

"HOLD IT! What time did this occur?"

"About Twelve Thirty in the morning."

"See? Does this not prove my inno-"

"OBJECTION." Edge Worth shouted. "The witness 'Lance B. Prime' has an artistic rendering of the scene at the time of copulation. Mr. Prime, you may take the stand once again."

Lance, once again, took the stand. However, this time he brought with him a large canvas. When he took the stand, the bailiff asked for all children and anyone else who would take offense to the painting. When said persons had left, Lance raised the painti-

"AAAAAHHH, MY EEYYYEESS."

The painting in question was a hyper-realistic depiction of the copulation.

However, the male in the painting was undoubtedly Phoenix.

I'm not going into detail.

You sick bastards.

"B-b-b-b-but my alibi-"

"Is overwritten by this evidence, seeing as you are the only human in Equestria, coupled with the fact that this is clearly you, your witness must be lying in order to protect you. For some reason." Edge Worth shot Fluttershy an accusing glare, which caused her to attempt to hide deeper in her mane.

What am I gunna do?

Phoenix thought and thought, but he couldn't think of a-wait one second.

"HOLD IT!" Phoenix looked toward Lance, trying to keep his eyes off the visionary bleach he was carrying. "How are you able to make such detailed art."

"I...dabble in many things in my spare time."

"You seem to be sweating a bit. Tell me, how were you able to make such a detailed painting."

"I-I-I...I'm really good at art."

"But didn't you just say that you only dabble in art."

"Yes, but-"

"OBJECTION." Edge Worth interrupted. "Sir, stop badgering the witness. This is irrelevant to the case."

"If it is so irrelevant, Edgey, than explain to me how he was able to make such detailed art?"

"Like the witness said, he is quite good at art."

"Then maybe he will be able to provide the court with another painting of equal or similar quality. Would you not?"

Lance began to sweat profusely. "I-I-I-I-I."

"You didn't make that painting, did you? It was the work of someone else, was it?"

Lance remained silent for a moment, but then spoke.

"Yes."

"And who, might I ask, is this person who gave you the painting?"

Lance pointed his hoof at the culprit.

At the person who tried to frame him.

At the one who had made him waste his time.

Luckily, this person was in the audience.

Surprise, surprise.

The hoof was pointed at Celestia.

Gasps followed by murmuring.

Judy slammed her gavel. "Order, order, order in the court. Considering the circumstances, Mr. Hosamen, you are free to go. Princess Celestia, however, will receive a warning. If she tries to do this again, her throne shall be forfeit for abuse of power. That is my verdict. Phoenix Hosamen is declared Not Guilty."

Justice wins.

As Phoenix strolled on his way out of the courtroom, Celestia shouted "This isn't over yet! You may have won the battle, but not the war. I will find a way!"

"And when that day comes, Satan will be skating on his way to work."

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Directly Outside Courthouse
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As Kobold left the courthouse, he changed into his normal navy blue hoodie, light blue t shirt, and black sweatpants. The hair gel had been washed out, too, returning it to its normal, messy look.

"Ah, much better." He had also gotten his bag back form security, and was on his way back to Ponyville. But first, he had to walk down to the station.

However, something was nagging him on the back of his mind. Two things, actually.

One, why didn't the portal that summoned The Jockey make any noise?

And two, why didn't his guns feel right?

The first could be chalked up to the rips becoming more isolated, and because of the contentiously deteriorating state of the fabric in the place, the portals require less energy to open up.

As for the second, Kobold lifted his guns and felt their weight. He knew his guns so well, he could tell how many bullets were left in the clip simply by holding it.

However, for some reason, the guns felt heavier than normal, even with a full clip. Kobold checked the clip, only to find the normal heavy caliber bullets in their place. Looking down the barrel of the gun, Kobold spotted the possible source of the weight difference.

The inside of the barrel was rusted.

Pulling out a brush designed to clean gun barrels, he cleaned the inside to rid it of rust. It was a good thing that he noticed the rust. If he didn't his gun could have exploded in his own hands.

What wasn't a good thing was that Kobold hadn't turned off the safety of the gun. While inspecting the barrel for any rust that missed the brushing, his finger brushed against the trigger, and fired a .30 caliber bullet straight through his head, killing him instantly.

Or it would have if the bullet hadn't phased through him.

Kobold looked behind him to find the bullet embedded half and inch into a wall.

"What the flying fu-AAAHHH." Kobold received another migraine as information flooded his mind.

Bullet Immunity: Bullets now phase through you. Other sharp, none explosive projectiles, such as arrows and darts, also phase through you. Explosive projectiles, such as rocket propelled grenades, however, do not phase through you.

"Well, now I know why he dropped bullet immunity, although, this does leave a question. Supposedly, every single one of the enemies I've faced has had one of my powers to some extent. SCP-096 could move at extreme speeds, The Eye of Cthulhu had tendrils extending from it's back, The Glutton, I'm not so sure about. But if Zalgo had Bullet Immunity, and the bullets phase through it, where did they go?

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One day after Zalgo's defeat
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In a forest on the edge of Equestria, not the Everfree forest, a certain author's household stood. The author in question was inside writting her latest book, 'Daring Do and The Portals from Hell.'

Her writing, however, was briefly stopped by a quiet whistling sound in the air. The same sound a projectile might make is it was falling out of the sky at a fast rate. Fearing the worst, the author ducked under a table and waited for the object to land.

And it did. Directly outside of her house, five two-inch wide holes had been created by the falling projectiles. Investigating the holes, the author found five oval-like pieces of metal with one end flattened.

What are these? She wondered. After about three minutes of thinking, she took the objects inside to better study them.

Author's Note

Dundunda, add the two, carry the three...Okay, counting amount of bookshelves No Man's Land is on, coupled with the amount of people tracking it on FimFiction, I have more than exceeded the milestone I've set. You know what this means?

It means I'm going to stop writ-no, I'm just messing with you. It means Tumblr character blog for shits and giggles. I'll put the link up on my Fanfiction profile as soon as I figure out how to get it working.

Fun Fact: As I have stated in the last chapter, I have had some ideas cut. Some of these were powers I cut from Kobold. Two, to be precise.

First one was Shadow Familiars: Beings made of pure shadow that bend to every whim of Kobold. Cut because it doesn't make sense, considering what Kobold is. Can't tell much more, because, to quote River Song...

"Spoilers."

The second was to give Kobold actual immortality. Cut because that would make Kobold OP.

And many people would be saying 'Kobold OP, ples nerf."

Kobold's been through a loooooot of nerfing.