Noctis Prime

"Over and out."

*Click*

Sergeant Flipped Coin was not happy. The Pony he was talking to had sounded... wrong was the best way to put it. And that last statement was nothing less than foreboding.

He shook his head, attempting to clear his head.

It was just a mild case of paranoia blowing a small problem out of proportion. All he had to do was get in, verify that everything was just dandy, AND IT WAS, and head back to Canterlot.

Three easy steps.

What could go wrong?

Everything whispered the paranoia.

He ignored it as he sent the proper docking documentation, waiting for the green light.

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I awaken.

It is cold.

Where am I?

Where are the others?

...

Who am I?

I know what I am.

I am a parasite, taking the form and identity of those I have consumed.

I'm tired.

I think I will sleep more...