“Isaac, hurry the fuck up.”
Here I am, cosplaying as Raiden from Mortal Kombat X, waiting for my friend Isaac, who is cosplaying as Erron Black to finish taking a shit.
My others friends are waiting just outside the restroom with me. We all put a lot of work in our costumes and saved some money so we could go to Comicon in San Diego.
“Hey, when a man’s gotta go, a man’s gotta go. I’d rather not shit my pants in the middle of a crowd.”
“That’s your own fault, I told you not to eat that much for breakfast.”
“I couldn’t help it. You know I can’t resist bacon.”
“Isaac, hurry up, Nathan has already left to look around” said my friend Andrew.
Andrew is cosplaying as Kenshi from MKX including the beard, but had a plastic katana.
“He said he’s going to find a mask for his costume.” My other friend, Nathan, came dressed as Tremor, but did not have his mask.
Meanwhile, my friend Mark, is sitting down on the floor using his cellphone, most likely texting his girlfriend. He is dressed in Ermac’s MKX costume.
Finally, we were all relieved to hear the toilet flush and the sound of running water from the sink.
I chuckled as I pictured Raiden, Kenshi, and Ermac outside of a restroom waiting for Erron Black to finish taking a shit. Andrew and Mark could only look at me with confused looks on their faces.
“Goddamn, nobody is gonna want to use that restroom ever again” said Isaac as he leaves the restroom.
“Come on, let’s go find Nathan. Maybe along the way, we’ll find something interesting to buy” I said.
It took us a while, but we finally found Nathan looking at some booths hoping somebody is selling a mask similar to Tremor’s.
“Hey Nathan, any luck finding Tremor’s mask” said Isaac.
“I see you’ve finally finished doing your business in the restroom, and to answer your question, no. I didn’t find one.”
We continued to walk around until Andrew decided to strike up a conversation.
“Hey, did you guys hear about a string of disappearances in conventions like this in the past few years?”
“No” we all said in unison.
“Well, it was reported that a shit ton of people have disappeared when they visited several conventions. Coincidentally, they were all cosplayers”
I decided to respond, “Eh, what are the chances the next ones are gonn-“
I was not able to respond to since I ran into Nathan’s back without paying attention.
“Nathan, why’d you stop?”
Nathan could only stare in shock and pointed to one of the booths. There, on a booth, is Tremor’s mask. I swear I heard some harmonic music when we saw the mask.
We noticed that the guy in the booth was cosplaying as the Merchant from Resident Evil and was talking to two other cosplayers dressed as The Wanderer and the Courier from the Fallout franchise.
“Come on, let’s check out that booth” said Andrew after not speaking for a while.
As we walked towards the booth, the two cosplayers disappeared in a flash of white. We stared in shocked and were confusion. Why didn’t anybody notice them disappear except for us?
Nathan just shook his head and ran to the booth.
“How much is this mask?”
“Ah, another customer, and to answer your question, it’s-“
“Shut up and take my money” Nathan said as he started throwing money from his wallet at the Merchant.
My friends and I decided to intervene and I put a hand on Nathan’s shoulder, “Is that really necessary?”
“Yes, I’ve been looking for this forever!”
“Ah yes, more customers. Come, see if anything catches your eyes.”
“What happened to those two guys before us” I asked.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. You five are my first customers all day.”
“Bullshit. Don’t play games with me Merchant. We saw them. What happened to those guys who came here before us” I asked.
The Merchant’s eyes widened after that. He clearly thought nobody saw them disappear.
*sigh* “Please don’t tell anybody. I’ll do anything, just tell me what to do.”
Wow he must be desperate.
“Here’s the deal, we can take anything here for free and we won’t say anything.”
Still gonna call the cops on him later though.
“Is that it? If that’s it then hold on, I have a box full of Mortal Kombat items just for cosplayers like you five.”
He knelt down and started rummaging through the boxes next to him.
“Here you go, one box full of Mortal Kombat items. Help yourself.”
We looked inside the box and saw a variety of items ranging from Kung Lao’s hat to Jade’s staff. I saw two items that caught my eye. There, on top of Kitana’s fanblades are Raiden’s amulet and Shinook’s amulet. I grabbed both of them and pinned them to my costume. My other friends all got something they wanted. Andrew got an actual Katana that looked like Sento, Kenshi’s sword, Isaac took a Repeating Rifle, two revolvers, and a severed Tarkatan Blade, Nathan stuck to only his mask, and Mark got a, is that a crystal ball with floating green orbs inside?
“What the hell is that?”
“That my friend is a crystal ball with several souls inside” the Merchant said
Wait. Souls?
“Did you just say souls?”
“They’re not really souls, I just put special effects to make it look like souls.”
Hmmmm, seems legit
“Will that be all?”
“I guess so, we’ll keep our end of the deal and stay silent.”
As we walked away with our items, I could’ve sworn I heard him say, “those five are perfect.”
Creepy as fuck. I have a bad feeling about this. Would be a great time to have Pinkie Sense.
2 hours later
“Andrew stop playing with that sword.”
“You’re not my mother Greg. Besides, I’ll be careful trust me” Andrew said in the back seat of my car.
Isaac is sitting on the front seat checking his revolvers, Andrew is examining Sento, Mark has his eyes glued to the crystal ball, and Nathan is trying to do his best Tremor impression with his mask.
“Nathan stop, you sound nothing like Tremor” I said.
“Eh, at least I tried, it’s not like any of us sound like our characters.
While we were stopped at an intersection, I thought I saw the Merchant standing on the sidewalk staring at us. When a person passed him, he disappeared.
Keep it together Greg. You’re just seeing things. You already tipped the Police about him before you left. There’s no way he could’ve left the convention without being spotted by Security.
“Hey Greg, you alright? You don’t look so good” Isaac said as the others stared at me.
“Yeah….yeah I’m alright. Don’t worry about me.”
The light turned green and I accelerated the car to about the same speed as the traffic when all of a sudden, I heard a truck’s horn blare to my left before it rammed us. I couldn’t tell how many times we overturned before I blacked out.
“Stay with me kid, you’re gonna be alright” I heard somebody say as I regained consciousness.
My entire body was in pain and I couldn’t move anything.
“Somebody call 911 quickly” The man said before others several others crowded around trying to help me.
I started to lose consciousness once again and the man said, “Shit, kid stay me with me. Where the hell are the goddamn paramedics?”
“There on the way” I heard somebody say.
“Hang on kid, they're almost here.”
I started to close my eyes and heard the man’s voice and the sirens of the ambulance start to fade away before the darkness embraced me.
“You think he’s dead?”
“I’m pretty sure we’re in Purgatory idiot, he’s just unconscious.”
I opened my eyes to see my friends standing all around me.
“Are we dead” I said.
“Pretty sure we are” said Nathan as he helped me up.
“Well, now we’re in Purgatory, what do we do now” said Isaac as we looked around and all we see is darkness.
“This isn’t the Purgatory, you are currently in the void” said a voice behind us.
We turned around only to see the Merchant standing there.
For the love of God, why the fuck does he keep following us.
“What’s the void and how did you get here” I asked.
“The void is a way to travel between universes, and to answer your second question, I brought you all here.”
“Why did you bring us here Merchant” asked Andrew.
“Would you rather be dead?”
“Depends on what happens next. Now talk.”
“Very well, I brought the five of you here because I need your help. You see, I’ve been selling items to people in costumes which would teleport them to other universes. They are known as the Displaced. Usually, when they are teleported to other universes, they gain the powers of the characters they are dressed as. Some of these Displaced are bad, some of them are good, some are neutral. There are some though who would very much like to see me dead and I need people to be able to protect me when they do come after me, which is why I chose you five.”
“Don’t get me wrong, I would love to have Raiden’s powers, but why us? Why couldn’t it be someone else” I asked.
“It was only at that time I decided to get protection. You five were apparently the lucky few. Each one of you will be in different universes, but I will be able to summon all of you with these” He held five items, a green crystal, Raiden’s amulet, a revolver, a crystal ball with floating green orbs inside it, and a katana inside it’s sheath.
“Do not worry, these are just copies of your items except for yours Tremor.”
“But I’m not Tremor, my name’s Nathan.”
“From this day forward, you will be known as whatever character you are dressed as. I will only summon you if a Displaced attacks me or I have a mission for you all. When a Displaced attacks me, you are to protect me and kill him or her if it’s necessary.”
“What if we meet a Displaced when you’re not around and has no ill intentions against you” asked Mark now named Ermac.
“Then by all means, try to be friends with them, but do not let them know about this. Do not betray me, I saved the five of you from death and you owe me this much. Maybe later on, I will recruit more Displaced, but for now I will teleport each of you to your universe. If you get lost just ask somepony to help you.”
Wait. Somepony?, I thought before there was a flash.
My only thought before I lost consciousness once again was, I hope my friends don’t end up in one of those shitty Equestria’s I read about on Fanfics.That would be unfortunate.
Approximately 1,478 years later
22 years before Nightmare Moons’ return
Hey little birdie, want a little piece of bread?
From my position, I can see a little bird standing on top of my stoned feet. I’ve always loved animals especially birds. I can only think of how fat and cute the tiny little bird was, until the little shit decided to do his business on my feet.
Oh fuck you then.
I sent volts of electricity throughout my body and frying the bird. Despite the fact that I’m a statue now, I can still send electricity though my body. Of course nobody knew this so when some juvenile delinquents try to desecrate me, I electrified them as soon as they touched me. No doubt everypony, including Celestia, know I can still use my powers. Only a few animals were ballsy enough to touch me. They knew that touching me will probably end with death. Most just stayed away from me and went to Discord’s statue instead which is most likely covered in bird shit.
I wouldn’t want to be Discord right now with all of the bird shit covering him.
I heard that Raiden, are you gonna come back and watch your fellow Displaced with me?
Yeah, give me a second.
I closed and my eyes and concentrated on getting to the mindscape. You see, while Discord and I were stoned, we decided to create a mindscape where we can watch the multiverse so we won’t go insane. I’ve already told him everything I knew about the Displaced and my knowledge about Equestria’s future. Discord was skeptical at first, until I created portals in the mindscape where we can watch the deeds of other Displaced. We made an ever growing list of Good Displaced, Neutrals, and the Evil ones. For a thousand years, I fruitlessly searched hoping I can find my friends. When I opened my eyes, I was greeted with a dark environment and Discord sitting on a La-Z-Boy chair watching some of the portals in front of him.
“There’s too many. How the hell am I gonna find my friends” I said.
"Cheer up my old friend, you'll find them someday. Anyway, while you were gone, I took the liberty in putting more names in our list of Displaced. Today, I've listed 3 good Displaced, 2 Neutrals, and 1 Evil. The first one on the good list calls himself-"
CRACK
“What was that?”
“Discord, I can feel my statue breaking apart. Do you still remember the plan?”
“Of course I do, just remember to free me when the time’s right.”
“I will my friend. Trust me.”
I closed my eyes and when I opened them, I could see Celly’s castle.
“Looks like I have to pay some ponies a visit” I said as I teleported out of there.
Unknown Temple
Griffon Empire
Several Griffons stood in awe in front of a statue of a familiar Thunder God. For thousands of years, they have waited for his return, until finally, the statue's eyes glowed blue.
"Alert the Emperor," one Griffon said to another. "The Thunder God has returned!"
All over the world, the eyes of similar statues lit up in temples all over the world from the Minotaur Kingdoms, to the Changling Empire, to the Zebra Kingdom indicating the return of their savior.
Unknown Location
A very pale man with tattoos stand in front of one of Raiden's statue.
"Ahh Raiden, so you have returned. If only that accursed Changling hadn't stolen that amulet, but no matter. My master will be freed and you will suffer.
Celestia’s Bedchambers
*Knock Knock Knock*
“Ugh, it’s open.”
The door to Celestia’s bedchambers opened and a Royal Guard ran in.
He bowed to Celestia and said, “Your majesty, one of the statues in the garden has been destroyed. We’ve only found bits and pieces of it.”
“Which one was it?”
“It was Thunder your majesty.”
Celestia’s eyes widened after that and flew past the Royal Guard to the gardens where the statue resided.
She landed in front of the statue’s pedestal and found the rubble the guard was talking about. Celestia looked around and then flew up in the air searching for the former occupant to this stone prison.
“What are you up to father?”
Author's Note
I planned to make this months earlier, unfortunately life got on the way and I finally had time to work on it. Be sure to keep a lookout because I'm gonna make stories with Ermac's, Erron Black's, Tremor's, and Kenshi's perspective. Click on the link above to diamondblaze420's story Off Course and I would like to thank him for letting me use his characters for a brief moment.
“Goddammit, where the hell are the documents about Fluttershy” I said.
Here I am in the Canterlot Archives looking for documents about Fluttershy. I’ve already found documents about the other Mane Six and where they live, but Fluttershy’s still eludes me.
“Come on come on, where is it?”
After several minutes which felt like hours I finally found yet.
“YES!”
“Hello? Is anybody there?”
Shit I shouldn’t have shouted. I quickly teleported to a random alley in Canterlot before somepony found me.
“That was too close, I need to work on my sneaking skills more.”
I looked through the documents and found Twilight’s current residence. Good thing it’s nighttime.
1 hour later
“Goddamn, that took a lot longer than it’s suppose to be.”
I stood in front of a two story, Victorian-style house which was supposed to be Twilight’s residence.
“Nice place, now to find her bedroom” No, I’m not some pervert.
I floated to one of the windows facing the street and found her parents and her brother sleeping together.
“Awww, that’s adorable. Next window.”
On the next window, I scanned the room and saw a crib.
“Bingo” I said as I gently opened the window.
I made sure to make small steps to avoid making any noise until I stood next to her crib and looked down on her tiny, sleeping form.
“How adorable, reminds me of Celly and Lulu when they were still little. Back when Hope was still…..alive” I said as I shed a tear. Shaking my head, I continued with my mission. I put the palm of my right hand over her forehead and transferred a small piece of my energy in her body.
“One down, five to go.”
2 hours later
I teleported outside a certain rock farm and saw a very old house that looked like it was ready to fall apart. There were some lights on near the windows of the bottom floors so I checked out the second floors. The first two windows were just bedrooms and on the third one, I saw a crib.
This house looks very old so I had to be careful not to make any noise.
I tiptoed all the way to the crib and looked at little Pinkie Pie. She had straight hair and not curly hair as I pictured her to be.
“Ignore it, she’ll probably become hyperactive in the future.”
As I began to transfer some of my energy inside of her, there was a loud bang from downstairs.
“Dang it, the tables broken again” said a voice from downstairs.
The sound scared me for a moment and I accidentally shocked Pinkie.
“Shit, please don’t die on me.”
Fortunately, the opposite happened and Pinkie, who was now awake, had curly hair and was sucking on my fingers.
“Hold on, let me check on Pinkie” I heard somepony say downstairs.
I quickly pulled my fingers out of her mouth, which made her cry, and teleported out of the area.
“Two down, four to go.”
3 hours later
I stood in front of a cloud house at Cloudsdale. Good thing Starswirl taught me that spell that allowed me to walk on clouds.
“So this is Fluttershy’s house huh? I better make this quick.”
This time, I got lucky and found Fluttershy’s room, which was on the first floor, on my first try.
As soon as I finished transferring my energy, she opened her eyes and began to cry.
I heard footsteps coming this way so by instinct, I teleported out of the house and ran to where Rainbow Dash’s residence is supposed to be.
This time, all of the lights were on in her house. Things would’ve been difficult, if I hadn’t spotted Rainbow looking through one of the windows.
“Fuck, she’s awake.”
I opened her window to get in and saw her sitting on the middle of the room staring at me.
After a few moments, I decided to break the silence.
“Uhhhhh, hi?”
She just giggled and stretched her arms towards me as if she wanted me to pick her up and so I did.
“Huh, the last time I held a baby was Luna.”
I quickly transferred my energy and put her in her crib when I heard someone try to open the door. With no time left, I teleported outside of the window floated right beside her window, out of sight from anybody inside.
“Honey, did you put Dashie in the crib” I heard a female voice say.
“No, did you” came a male voice from downstairs.
“No I didn’t, I thought you did.”
Heh, four down, two to go. Next stop, Rarity.
30 Minutes later
After a couple of wrong turns, I finally found Rarity’s house, a Victorian-style house that looks like Twilight’s….and a broken down door? Oh no.
I ran inside and saw overturned chairs, broken picture frames, everything that speaks stereotypical home invasion.
As I was investigating the living room, I heard movement upstairs and proceeded to cautiously walk up the stairs. One of the room lights were on and peeked around the corner.
Standing over two bodies, whom I assume are Rarity’s parents, is a masked unicorn holding two blood stained knives. As the intruder starts walking to a baby crib, one Rarity’s parents, a white unicorn stallion with what I would call a fabulous moustache, grabbed on to the intruder’s leg. The intruder made a move to try to finish him off until I intervened.
“Oi, I’d leave them alone if I were you.”
The masked unicorn turned towards me and ignored the wounded stallion.
“Who the hell are you?”
“I am Raiden, God of Thunder and Lightning. I suggest you leave them be or you will suffer the consequences.”
“God of Thunder and Lightning? Ha! As if I’ll fall for that shit. He’s nothing but a myth.”
What? A thousand years and I’m a myth now? Celly you have a lot of explaining to do.
“Go back to eating bananas you hairless monkey. Let me do my business” He said as he turned back to the victims.
I teleported between him and Rarity’s parents and uppercutted him which sent him flying towards the door.
He got back up and wiped some blood from his mouth.
“Looks like we’ll do this the hard way.”
I got into a battle stance and said, “Mares first.”
The intruder charged me, and I let him stab me on my stomach.
“You should’ve listened to me you stupid monkey.”
I just grinned knowing the blade simply went through me. Back then, I learned how to make parts of my body into actual lightning (Think of Logia Devil Fruit Users from One Piece). In this case, I turned my stomach region into lightning.
“And you should’ve listened to me when I said I was a God.”
I grabbed him and threw him across the room and into a wall. The intruder got up and and noticed sparks coming from his body. Before he knew it, I teleported inside of him sending his blood and guts everywhere (MKX “Inside You” Brutality).
“You do not provoke a God!”
I saw Rarity’s parents and rushed towards them.
“Are you alright? What is your name?”
“It’s only a flesh wound and my name is Hondo Flanks. Please check on my wife and daughter. They’re names are Cookie Crumbles and Rarity.”
I snorted before I checked his wife and daughter. Pony names always amuse me. Rarity was curled up in her arms sleeping. His wife didn’t seem to be mortally wounded, but unconscious. I checked on Rarity and she seemed fine. Hastily, I transferred my energy without Hondo noticing. Before I can check on Hondo, I heard shouting outside. Looking outside the window, I saw a contingent of Royal Guards ready to enter the house.
“I need to go.”
I felt something grab on to my arm and saw Hondo holding me.
“Wait. Are you really Raiden? The mythical God of Thunder and Lightning?”
I just smiled at him.
“Whether you believe I’m real or not, that is up to you” I said as I teleported.
“So the stories are true. I am eternally indebted to you God of Thunder.”
1 Minute later
In one of Sweet Apple Acres’ orchards, I leaned on a tree munching on an apple waiting for the lights in the Apple family’s home to turn off. I probably ate about 10 apples before they finally turned off.
“Showtime” I said as I walked to their house.
Checking the rooms, I found Granny Smith’s room, Big Mac’s (or should I say Little Mac) room, a master bedroom with two individuals sleeping on the bed, probably Applejack’s parents, and finally Applejack’s room.
“There’s the cute bundle of joy” I said as I transferred my energy.
After that, I started seeing flashbacks of when Celestia and Luna were still little. I must’ve stood there for a while before I heard the door to the room open.
There, holding a candle was a younger, but still old Granny Smith with a lot less wrinkles. I hope she isn’t senile yet like in the show. She stood there with her mouth open in shock as did I.
Then the unexpected happened.
She gently put the candle on the floor and bowed to me.
“I am not worthy Lord Raiden.”
“Please rise. I never liked seeing subjects bow to me. How do you still remember me ma’am? Those who I’ve met said I was a myth.”
She stood back up with a smile and said, “Those in the Apple family still remember your deeds milord. Back then, you saved Appleloosa and the Apple family from bandits and we were eternally in your debt. You would not back down and leave us to our fates even in front of hundreds of them. From generation to generation, we told stories to our children about how you saved our family, but we never got to say thank you because you immediately left after defeating the bandits.”
“It is good that there are still those who remember me.”
“Why are you here in little Applejack’s room Lord Raiden?”
“I’ve seen visions of the future. Dark times are ahead and I’ve seen that little Applejack here will play an important part. I must tell you that this is something that must be kept to yourself. Do not tell anypony, not even her parents” I frowned as I mentioned her parents knowing they will not live to see her grow up.
“You can count on me milord.”
“Very well, I must depart. What is your name ma’am?”
“Everypony calls me Granny Smith milord.”
“Well Granny Smith, this is goodbye for now. We will meet again in the future” I said as I teleported.
2 hours later
I stood in front of the Everfree wearing a scarf that covers my face below my eyes, my staff, and my hammer strapped to my back.
“The Royal Guards aren’t what they used to be. It was too easy to steal my weapons back. Now that most of the pieces are on the board, it’s the waiting games now. Let’s see what I missed while I was gone” I said as I entered the dark forest.
Author's Note
I'm terrible at making Granny Smith with her western ways of speaking. Keep a lookout, I will make Ermac's, Tremor's, Kenshi's, and Erron Black's POV. As for the hammer, that's Raiden's hammer, a weapon he used in some of the old Mortal Kombat games.
