After what I have been through, I doubt anything could really affect me. Hell, that was before I was stolen away by that damned merchant. After all seeing fifty-one different universes changes some people, not always for the better.

It didn’t help that most of those dimensions while fun to play or to read about, can be pure hell. The only good thing I gained from that journey was my powers: Lifting twenty tons? I can do that. Flying through the air? Easy. Mastery of multiple schools, and systems of magic? Mastered that around my forty-eighth jump. Although was it worth it?

That is a question I asked myself every single day after my jump journey ended. I was told it was worth it, but not seeing it for myself still grates on me to this day. Over fifty jumps, I had taken just to save a multiverse segment. All my training, preparation, and blood I spilled for the work of another.

The work I did, the lives I saved, and worlds that I made better. I would have to say it was worth it even if I almost died in the end. I was looking forward to living the rest of my life in the comfort of my home dimension. No more inter-dimensional space whales, vampires, reapers, monsters, and impossible situations.

At least that was what I thought before I bought that damn necklace from that merchant.

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It was a great day, the sun was shining, birds were singing, and I was at a local convention. I had been back home for less than a year now. After my journey I thought I would never visit a convention after living in the worlds of books, comics, games, and movies. However visiting this convention, I began to get a slightly smug feeling.

I could only compare it to the look I had seen the Doctor used when we visited a museum. He told me that it was his way of keeping score. In some sense, I felt that same way now as I looked at the con goers. Man, I missed that crazy man and his blue box, but I don’t miss the monsters that popped up around him.

I wonder what some of the Kingdom Hearts cosplays would give to hold a real keybalde? Maybe the Assassin’s Creed people to know what it was truly like to see through eagle vision? Heck, I wonder what kind of fight would break out for my pictures with the Justice League, or even the Avengers?

That is why I felt smug, the things I know, and the places I been would make any geek eat their heart out. Posters of characters I meet looked out at me with their goofy styles of drawing. I could help but smirk if people like Luffy, Naruto, or Natsu, happen to see this place. I bet they would have been killed by their ego crushing them. That or the fangirls/boys, mobbing them.

As I moved through the crowd, I was a shadow slipping between groups. If someone was paying attention, they would notice my movement match the assassins from Assassin’s Creed. It would had been noticeable if I was in some cosplay, but I wasn’t.

Instead, I was wearing a simple black hoodie and jeans. Sure the hoodie was well designed with white stripes forming a few square patterns. I was even stopped to ask where I bought it. I guess that what happens when you wear something from another universe.

I stopped at a booth looking at the products they sold. Most people would say the items there are well made. I, on the other hand, called them decent in make. I found it a little sad since, in this universe standard, they were well made. I guess it couldn’t be helped since I had the genuine articles of some of the replicas they were selling.

“I see not many things are catching your eye.” A creepy voice said from behind me. Turning around towards the voice I saw a vendor stall towards the corner. The owner was standing over his wares and motioning me over.

He was dressed as a character from some game I think; a worn and heavy dustier, scarf around his mouth, and even a large and heavy-looking backpack. However, there was something about him that set alarm bells off in my head. It wasn’t his voice, those types of voices I had heard before and they didn’t effect me much. No, it was his eyes showing from the shadow of his costume. They showed eyes of someone that has seen much, maybe someone like me.

“Having issues with your cosplay, hmm?” The merchant asked in his ever so creepy voice. “Perhaps I could help? As you can see, I have good quality items for quite cheap.”

“No, just looking around. Thinking about putting mine on in a little bit.” I answered back. It was a half-truth since I was thinking of putting on armor I was given during my time in Arthur's court.

“I see, then perhaps I could interest you in some trinkets then? As a souvenir of your time here?” The vendor said as he pulled a box that was hidden under a table. Inside were few rings, necklaces, and other items that I thought were very well made. Things that should be at a jewelers store and not at a stall in a convention.

Looking through the box I didn’t see anything that I would need. After spending in any magical world, in general, picking up trinkets like those came commonplace. However, one hidden in the corner of the box caught my attention.

A copper amulet about the size of my fist with a crystal in the center. That was nothing new, but the sigil carved into the crystal made me hold my breath. It was of a figure entering a portal and coming out the other side. The portal itself was made of Earths stacked over one another in a line. It was something I came to recognize as a Jumper sigil. Something that I wore myself not to long ago.

“Where did you get this?” I asked the merchant.

The merchant’s eyes were alight, not with the memory of the piece but of the potential of a sale.

“Oh, that old thing?” The merchant said with amusement. “I won it in a poker game a while back. Its former owner was a great craftsmen, someone that could almost match my own wares.”

I knew there was a chance that I might find another Jumper after I returned. After all stories about Random Omnipotent Beings, and people being garbed by them are all over the internet. Now I had a chance to find another like me. I wanted to talk with someone that experienced the same things I had.

“How much?” I asked the vendor holding the necklace.

“Oh, since it wasn’t originally one of mine, I’ll part with it for twenty-five dollars.”

“Deal.” I said reaching into the shoulder bag I always had with me. Reaching into it I willed twenty-five dollars from my warehouse, and into my hand. I paid the man and started to walk away from the stall.

My mind was a blur as I started to figure out a spell to find the original owner. However, I stopped when I heard someone say.

“You think that someone might disappear at this con?”

“You never know, although there was no sighting of the Merchant.”

“You mean that creepy guy from Resident Evil.”

“Ya, that’s…”

I never heard that end of the conversation as the world began to fade around me. Then I realized where that guy was from, Resident Evil. I didn’t know what this was about people disappearing, but I knew that something wasn’t right. Even as people faded from view, I turn towards the merchant. My hands outstretched as I felt a familiar power awakening.

“Thought it might interest ya.” I heard the merchant said with his eyes light before fading.

Then the convention faded into a forest.

“Why does this happen to me?” I shouted letting the power I was awakening into the air. There was a flash of green light as the energy shot from little orbs around me. I fell onto my back and looked up into the sky beyond the branches.

“What kind of R.o.b. was I taken by this time?”

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“Come on Sweetie Belle,” A voice called from over the hedge to a young unicorn filly.

The white filly was looking around nervously with her hands clasped together. Her body language scream nervousness. Not even her white and pink dress could hide that fact. Her sandal covered hooves pawed at the ground as she looked around. Not even her white and purple mane and tail stood still. Her emerald eyes shifted and wondered what to do.

“I don’t know Scootaloo,” Sweetie Belle called back. “Miss Cheerilee said to stay close.”

“Com’on Sweetie Belle, ain’t you just a little curious.” Another voice called out.

“Ah, forget her, let's go on ahead.” Voice belonging to Scootaloo called out farther than before.

“See’ya later Sweetie Belle.”

“Wait,” Sweetie Belle cried out before dashing through the hedge. Because the young filly was in a hurry to catch up, she didn’t notice a root sticking out to trip her through the shrubbery. She tumbled through a hole her friends had made and landed on her back.

Shaking her head and looking up, she saw two faces smiling at her.

The first belonged to an orange colored pegasus. Who’s short, spiked, purple mane, and smirk that made her look like a tomboy. It didn’t help that her tail was a dreadful mess as her sister would say. She also wore a rose-colored shirt, perhaps the only feminine thing of her apparel. If it wasn’t hidden by that denim jacket that matched her jeans.

The other was a cream yellow earth pony. The second of her friends, and somepony that actually had a sense of fashion. A pink bow to hold her mane and tail. A dark green shirt that was tough and comfortable that was found on many farmer ponies. Even fade jeans that gave her a casual country feel.

“Told you it would work Apple Bloom,” Scootaloo said looking over to the filly next to her.

“Eeyup,” Apple Bloom said.

There was a short silence before the fillies started laughing. They continued to giggle as the three of them ran down the path.

“I wonder what’s so special about this place?” Apple Bloom thought aloud as they walked down an old path.

“Ya, I mean why would anyone have a no-fly spell placed on a dingy old path like this?” Scootaloo said agreeing with Apple Bloom.

“Even more there is an illusion spell placed on this area.” Sweetie Belle adds to the conversation. However, her two friends looked at her with confusion. Sweetie Belle looked back at the other two and asked. “Did you even listen to what that guard pony said?”

“I honestly stopped listening after he said something about a treasure,” Scootaloo admitted as they followed the worn path. “I was too busy with looking for an opening in the hedge.”

“Which you only found by tripping.” Sweetie Belle shot back.

Scootaloo was about retort when Apple Bloom spoke up first.

“I’ve think we found somethin girls.”

Before them stood a small garden. Unlike the path they had just walked, this garden was well taken care of. The beds crisp and clean, with a multitude of flowers blooming. Even the best keep gardens had some problems with dead flower petals hiding between the stocks. However, this one was pristine. Around the edge that stood between the garden beds and the hedge were flags. Each were similar to each other in that they all were symbols of Celestia and Luna in one way or another. Suns, and moons, and even a few versions of Equestria’s national flag. However in the center of the garden stood a statue of a strange figure.

To the girls in looked like a pony, however, that was not right. The biggest clue was that the creature had no ears like they did, and it was missing the cloven hoofs. This statue had a flat limb where it’s hooves would be. It also had a mane like a lion with long knife like ears pointing outwards.

“What do you think it is?” Scootaloo asked her friends.

“Ay haven’t seen anything like this before.” Apple Bloom said as she turned to Sweetie Belle. “Have you?”

“No, but I know Rarity would love to get her hands on the clothes.” Sweetie Belle said looking at the fabric like parts of the stone.

The girls moved closer to inspect the statue. That was when they realized that the statue was standing upon a fountain. The water ran so smoothly along the base of the statue that no sound could be heard. However, that was not the object of their attention. Standing before the statue was a pedestal with a pearl-like stone embedded deep within it.

Curiosity had gotten the better of Scootaloo to the point of her touching the stone. Before her friends could stop her, she touched the cream-colored stone.

“Scootaloo what do you think you're doing?” Sweetie Belle asked.

“What?” Scootaloo asked innocently. “It’s not like I am doing anything wrong.” The organ filly said as she moved her hand away.

However when her hand moved there was a reaction in the stone. The fountain sprang to life as the stone glowed. The sudden burst of action made the three fillies back away sharply. The sudden panic increased as Apple Bloom backed into a flag pole causing it to fall. The addition of the flag pole sacred the three into running around the garden, and in their panic trampled a few of the flowers.

Their panic was replaced by curiosity as a voice was heard from the stone in the pedestal. The water from the fountain was being sprayed a fine mist, and from the stone a light shine onto it. The image the three saw was that of the strange creature of the statute before them.

“I hope this thing is working.” Came a male voice from the stone. “Celestia, Luna, if you see this message then I am most likely dead.”

There was a short pause in the image before the creature spoke again.

“Or I could just be missing, or just gone in general.” The creature gave off a nervous laugh before continuing. “Anyways, the important thing is that I am no longer around. I know that this would be hard, but I don’t want you to grieve for me or even miss me. Like I told you before I didn’t belong in your world.”

The speaker paused for a moment as if trying to find the right words to say.

“When you first meet me, I felt that Equestria was a peaceful place, one that I might be able to find rest. However, the curse of what I am had followed me here, and I had to pick up my sword once more. I find it ironic that a place that is so peaceful that evil could even exist. Though all, I could think of was that this somehow my fault.”

The speaker gave a sigh before looking straight ahead.

“Because of this feeling, I ask you not to grieve for me. I feel like I brought this evil with me and that I also brought suffering to your land.”

The speaker shook his head before speaking again.

“I know that we are going to face an enemy that has been plaguing your land tomorrow. If somehow our plan works, and I do not make it out of the way. I would ask that…”

“HALT PONIES, WHY DOES THOU TRESPASS IN THIS PLACE!” A voice boomed behind the girls.

The three fillies up and turned around to see a pony behind them. However it wasn’t just any pony, but one that had wings and horn. The purple mane and tail had starlight flowing through it. She wore a simple but elegant purple dress made of the finest pieces of onyx woven into a star like patterns. She wore bracelets and shoes made from a black metal. Upon her head was a black crown with a sapphire embed in it. The crown marked her as Princess Luna one of the two sisters that ruled Equestria.

The three fillies all jump while saying ‘we’re sorry’ at the same time before they each started to ramble. Looking around Luna served the garden and found it a little worse for wear, but completely fixable. However, she needed to deal with the three fillies before her if she wanted to fix the garden.

Raising a hoof, Luna sliced the three fillies. She wanted to inform their guardian, of the mischief they were up to. However, their faces remind her so much of Celestia with her hoof caught in a cookie jar. Luna smiled at the three fillies, she knew that they meant no harm, and were just curious. If she let them go, she would be able to fix the mess they made.

“We understand that thee three were curious and meant no harm. If We let thee go, would thou promise to keep what thy saw here a secret?”

The three fillies nodded vigorously.

“Very well, however, thou must remember to behave, or else we will tell thy guardian.”

Luna’s smile grew as the three fillies agreed. She escorted them from the garden and felt slightly relieved as they exited. Since the garden the three had stumbled upon was the final resting place of a dear friend. She figured that if the fillies knew they would be horrified to learn they trespassed on someone's tomb. It was best if they left quietly, after all they would have fainted if they learned what they had done.

After closing the hidden exit, Luna trotted back towards the garden intent on fixing the damages.

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“It was so good to be free again,” Discord thought out loud. He was currently looking at his reflection in a nearby pond. The Lord of Chaos looked at his glories form that looked like multiple animal put into a blender and set to mix. He grins at his reflection only for it to wink back him. He chuckled in amusement as he planned his next step.

He had already defeated the Bears of the elements of harmony inside the maze. Now he just needed to travel to Ponyville and spread more delicious chaos. He was about to leave when he felt a strange spell over an area in Celestia's garden. Grinning like his cousin Cheshire, Discord snaked his way towards the hedge.

“Oh, what secrets are you hiding dear Celestia?” Discord asked with a snap of his tail. The hedges that block his path was replaced by statues of himself. Gliding past them Discord was curious to see what Celestia was hiding along the path.

“Oh, so interesting.” Discord chortled as he saw the centerpiece of the garden. Before him was a creature of great power. Nowhere as close to him, but powerful none the less. Appearing around the statue, Discord tapped the forehead of the creature with his talon.

“Anyone home?” Discord asked holding his paw to his ear. Instead of hearing anything, he felt a presence begin to stir. However, it faded as fast as it awoke.

“Oh, don’t fall back asleep on me yet.” Discord said poke the statue some more. Once he was sure that the presence in the statute wasn’t going to fade he asked it a question.

“Tell me, did the pony sisters encase you in stone as well?”

He felt a slight response that he translated as a yes. However why would any creature respond with confirmation?

“Tell me how would you like to be free again? I know from personal experiences of how boring being a statue is.”

Discord was surprised that instead of a yes, that the creature said no. He didn’t even know that something could be so creative with the use of words like negative, seething, and few others that if translated would be inappropriate for the ears of a little foal.

“Oh very well, no reason to be nasty about it.” Discord said slightly offended by the creature. “If that is the case then I’ll let you sit in this prison to stew. However don’t expect me to free you, even if you beg on my next visit.”

A snap of his talon Discord was gone leave the statue of the creature in peace. At least that was the thought of the being encased in stone. Only the Lord of Chaos left a crack forming along the statute. After all, he wouldn’t let something so rude have whatever they wanted. In a month or two he would visit again, and see what kind of being the creature trapped in stone would be.

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In what felt like eternity, I felt gravity again. However in my weakened state I could not hold myself upwards and I felt myself plummeting. Hitting the edge of the fountain, I barely made a noise expect a heavy thud of me hitting it. As I landed, I felt something familiar, a connection to one of the first powers I gained. I element that I bonded with, learned complete mastery over, and fearful respect for it. One of the most important elements of the world, water.

I felt a second nature kick in from my hand touching the water. Immediately it was drawn towards me then into me. It was like a the needed spark for turning the first wheel in a machine. Then it would turn the gears next to it. Slowly but surely every single gear would begin to turn.

As one energy filled, others began to grow. As one gate opened, another was soon to join. Then I would be able to stand and take in my surroundings. However, that was a long road as my energy was all but gone. As long as I had water, the sooner I would be returned to a human leveled strength. Right now I just laid there pulling the water into me.

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I did not know how long I laid there in the day. However, once the moon started to rise, I started to regain a sense of time. As the moon raised into the air, I felt my power surge. I had feed off the water from the fountain with no signs of rapid progress or depletion of the vital source.

The higher the moon raised into the sky, the more energy I regain. Soon an ounce gave me a quarts worth of power, then a gallon. In a few minutes, I surpassed what took during the day. With my strength renewed, I stood to my feet and reach both arms towards the fountain. I began pulling the water with force now as I drained the fountain dry. Around me, I felt the water flow in pipes hidden underneath the ground. I wasn’t too full strength, but I didn’t care. I felt alive again after being encased in stone for who knows how long.

One of my goofiest grins plastered on my face as I leaped into the air. I flew higher and higher, past the clouds blocking the sky. I stopped my ascent to bask in the moon’s light. A constant friend, a respected teacher, and a reminder of the most fearsome of foes. I felt my years of exile melt away within the light of the moon. I breathed in deeply the clear air, a smile on my face.

Turning around i aimed myself towards the strongest source of magic. I felt two of them, one deep in the center of the castle I now hovered above, and the other in a tower. The one in the tower was flickering slightly, a sign that i came to know as sleep. That meant the other was my target. I let myself fall through the clouds aiming towards one in the center of the castle.

I closed my eyes as I fell, spearing my arms out to feel the wind as I pasted. I opened them and smelled the moisture in the air, even the sweet scent of apples from a nearby orchard. I savored every scent, feeling, sound, taste, and sight as I fell. Almost two thousand years in stone made me enjoy my freedom even more.

I cut my fall short as I adjusted my flight path to take me straight through a glass window. I didn’t know why but there was something satisfying from making an entrance through a window. Maybe it was that every eye would be on me, or it was from the satisfaction of scaring criminals senseless.

There was no more time to ponder as I crashed through the glass. I felt the spell placed on the window groan from my power before breaking along with the window. I stopped in the middle of the room in front of the being with massive energy. I was kneeling with a grin on my face. I could tell the few that were watching with shocked expressions on their snouts.

“Hello Princess Luna,” I said standing to my feet. “It has been a long time hasn’t it?”

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Luna felt boredom growing with every passing minute. This had been her fourth time holding night court since her return. Once she longed for night court, a time that ponies would come to her seeking advice, or even ask a favor from the crown. That was a long time ago before she had slipped and fell into darkness.

She had missed those times when she was requested to defeat a monster. Advice on governing smaller plots of land. Even minor disputes of nobles that ended in a duel to see the truth through strength. Now ponies requested funds for projects that were unneeded. Ponies trying to work their way into her good graces.

Although there were a few that came to her in need of real help. Ponies that lost many things and needed help to regain their footing. Even a brave foal or two asking for pleasant dreams for a friend in hard times. Ones that she enjoyed helping, but they were far and few between.

As one pony spoke at lengths on the positive benefits of their so-called health hay, Luna wished for something to happen. She would even take Discord breaking lose if it meant saving her from this rabble of money grubbers.

As if on cue Luna felt a pressure build on a nearby window. Without thinking, Luna threw up a shield protecting the ponies from any stray pieces of glass. She stood towards her full height and was about to demanded the name of the pony that reckless barged into her court.

“Hello Princess Luna,” The pony spoke in a voice from long forgotten memory. “It has been a long time hasn’t it?”

Upon hearing the voice, Luna held her breath. Since the owner of that voice was lost long ago, yet she stood here hearing it once more. She watched with wondering eyes as the pony looked at her.

The pony before her wore a robe of vibrant blue, and brown pants that flared at the bottom. The ponies shirt was made of a scales formed in the pattern of swirling waves. At their side was a bag that hung on by a strap over one arm. Looking at the face recognition flooded her mind. This was no pony as they didn’t have a snout but a flat face. Around it was a messy mane like a lion that warped around his head and the lower jaw. Their ears were long and to a point like a dagger, but most important were a pair of bluish green eyes that reflected the vastness of the ocean.

“Cid,” Luna breathed the name of the being in front of her. With every piece of grace she held, she walked towards the intruder of her court. She watched as a wide grin grew even wider on his face with every step. A storm of emotions bolted through her as she stopped in front of him. Under normal circumstances, she would have kept her cool, but this was far from normal.

*Slap*

The sound of Luna’s hand slapping Cid echoed through the court. The ponies inside the court were speechless. Never had they seen a Princess show such emotion such as this. They were always kind to those that entered their court, or those that meant harm were stopped with their power. A slap, on the other hand, was unheard of.

“Thou does not have the right to grin for what thou did to our sister and we!” Luna almost shouted at Cid, who was busy rubbing his face.

“What did thou think when thee decided not to move. Then thy message! How could thou even think such a thing?”

Luna shouted as tears rolled down her cheeks. She grabbed him and brought him into a hug.

“Thou art an idiot Cid, one we missed dearly.”

Author's Note

Hello, all those of you who are reading this might be wondering what Cid's powers are. Well, there is a list, which I won't post here because it would take up more room than this chapter.

To put it simply Cid has many powers that come from a Jump Chain Adventure. A type of character builder that uses different worlds such as Kingdom Hearts, Marvel, Dc, Infamous, and many, many, many, more. Cid is a jumper that spent ten years in fifty-one worlds. Each world he learned something new or gained new power.

Since he is a jumper, normally displaced rules are thrown out the window. How will this affect the story? Well, stay tuned to find out.

Also, point out grammar mistakes so that I may fix them.

Oct 25, 2015/ I would like time to thank the users Tensemasterhalo, Boyzlightning21, and Evergrand Storyteller for offering their services for editing this chapter for me. Please send them a message and give them some thanks.