Chapter 1.View OnlineThe Singer of StormsChapter 1.Living my life one day at a time, spending most of it at school for most of the year. Life was fairly simple for me; I get up, shower, study, go home, play video game's, sleep. When I wasn't following this every day, I was focused on weather phenomenon. Though, I suppose it was a boring hobby. You see it every day on the news, how the weather man screws up on his daily predictions. It's quite funny to watch social media blow up at his or her predictions. Always complaining that it was supposed to be sunny, but it rains. It's clear out, but instead a thunderhead hovers menacingly overhead. I can't blame them for being wrong most of the time, weather on earth has always been trolling since year one. All us humans can do is prepare for the worst. Thanks to my knowledge of how weather works, I usually don't get caught up in any storms or heat waves, but one day. I did. It was just an average day: I woke up and checked my pressure meter, thermometer and humidex at my window and dressed accordingly thinking that it was going to be sunny. Went to school and did my classes then went home only to stop at the store to pick up pop and a bag of chips. Paying for my loot, I notice that black clouds formed during the duration of my quick stay. Hoping that they stay dormant until I get home, I was hesitant to leave the store knowing that wasn't going to happen. I grunted when the rain began to pour in heavy sheets and went back in to ask for an extra bag to use as an umbrella. Halfway back home, I lost my makeshift umbrella to a sudden gust of wind. Annoyed I kept trekking kicking myself in the ass for not being prepared like I usually am. As I crossed the last street, my house in sight and drenched to the bone. I saw a sudden streak of purple lightning blast throughout the sky. "Wow," I thought as I stared upwards watching the rare occurrence that doesn't happen often, but it didn't feel right. It stopped for a moment, then started up again, but the new build up of static was right over—me. "OH SHIT!" *SNAP!* "What happened to me?" I groaned lifting myself up from the uncomfortable stone I was lying on. I looked around as my vision began to clear from an uncomfortable sleep. There was sand in every direction. Was I in a desert? How did I get here? I thought scratching my chest— my round chest. "Why are there two lump's where they shouldn't be?!" I screamed in a very high pitched feminine voice. "My voice," I choked feeling my throat noticing that I was missing a bulge. "No," I gulped placing my new delicate hand on my crotch feeling nothing. "It can't be," I begged to the creator of everything, but when I slid my hand in my shorts touching a soft taco. It was worse than I thought. "Noooooooo!" What the hell happened to me! I was a guy now I am a girl! Where am I? Why is this happening to me! I just learned how to use my thing!'Were the thoughts that played over and over again in my mind as I tried to keep calm and assess the situation, but it was a losing battle. With the new change of body also came with the biological part of it. I wasn't able to stop myself from crying and curl up into a ball in the middle of a desert, like a girl, wanting my most prized possession back. After bawling for a little while, I decided to become more familiar to my new body knowing that this wasn't a dream, but I would need a mirror and water. I chose to walk north by following the direction of the sun's path. Where ever I was, this wasn't funny. Walking for what it seemed like hours, the thought of shade in the scorching heat became more prevalent, then a miracle happened. Overhead a cloud formed protecting me from the sun. "Strange," I thought, realizing that my nightmare has just jumped on the crazy train. After walking in the scorching heat beaming up at me from the reflective sand, thirst made me start thinking strange things. "This was a dream, it had to be! How else would I be a girl! I bet that I can fit a zucchini in my new canal like a pornstar!" I mumbled with delusional fits of laughter. I spun around underneath my cloud walking backwards and spotted something following me. In the distance was a caravan of some sort, but instead of other humans on them, there are techno-colored ponies! "I'm going insane," I chuckled with an eye twitch. I kept my distance from them knowing that if I met them more crazy shit will happen. Licking my dry lip's, water became a must find and soon. I looked up at my cloud and mocked the idea that I could create more for a water supply. Chuckling some more, I thought of a song and began to whistle it to the best of my ability. Letting the familiar tune of the song of storms leave my lips. I noticed dark clouds form above me. Scoffing at them, I intensified the song turning my whistling into the best ocarina I could make. When the song ended, lightning flashed across the sky and a heavy downpour of rain, similar to the thunderstorm I got stuck in walking home from the store. I opened my mouth letting the fresh water hydrate my dry body. Thirst quenched, I laughed at how insane this all was. I laughed sending tornados at the pony caravan and watched them get blown miles away. I laughed pointing my hand up twirling my finger creating a twister right over my head. "SHOCK ME STORM! I DARE YOU! AAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" SNAP! SNAPSNAPSNAPSNAP! "Fuck... me," I said eating the wet sand. *SNAP!* "Y'all know what this thing is Braeburn?" the sheriff said pointing to the thing lying on a blanket in a beaten wagon. "Not'a clue. I reckon it be some sort of, Diamond dog with the wolf ears on its head," Braeburn replied. Braeburn and the Sheriff scratch their heads trying to figure out where the caravan found this creature. It wasn't like anything they have ever seen! The creature was mostly a gentle tan color except for its cute silver hair covering one eye, the wolf ears, and long fluffy tail, also silver. What strikes them off from determining what the creator off was its azure blues eyes and its seductive yet young figure. The caravan leader told the pair that they found it in the middle of the desert wet and its armor destroyed. The pegasi of the group said that it was almost impossible to get close. According to the caravan, there was so much static around the creature that they were shocked when they got to close—some were even launched several meters from the lightning that erupted around it. "What should we do partner?" Braeburn asked the sheriff. "Not'a clue Braeburn. I don't think even Princess Celestia would know what to do?" "Should we wait for it to wake up and ask?" "Might as well, but I reckon it will freak out when it wakes up, and I don't want near it to know what it feels to be zapped like a bug." "Eeyep, to that," Braeburn agreed. Braeburn and the Sheriff brought the wagon with the sleeping creature to Appleloosa's prison and locked the creature and wagon in a modified wooden cell and sent a letter to Canterlot eggheads to ask what the hell the creature is. I sat at the back of the class fiddling with me pencil as I wait for the bell to ring. Being the first one done in everything has its advantages, but those fall short when all you can do is nothing but watch the hands of the clock tick by as slow as a snail. It also didn't help that I was the loner of the school, though, I liked being alone to myself unbothered by the stupid gossip of the teen world. I knew I was dreaming, but for how long, I don't know. Each time the clock ticked four pace's forward, it ticked back five. Time here was an endless loop, always repeating. It didn't help that I was the only one in this blank classroom with just one desk and one whiteboard. What was I supposed to do in here? There was no door, nobody else, and no internet. I spent most of my time watching the clock tick back very slowly, counting how many minutes it would take for an hour past when it never showed. Well, it did, but only backward's. For what it seemed like year's, my dream finally decided to get interesting. And by interesting, I mean batshit insane. A midnight blue door opened up by the white board revealing a colorful vista of nature and fauna. Not being fooled by the lie, I got up and walked to the whiteboard and drew a key. When the key was finished, it popped out of the whiteboard like magic. Key in right hand, I closed the door with my left and locked it. The door as I predicted disappeared and a note appeared on the whiteboard. Congratulations! You passed the test. Please have a safe trip home and see you next time! <3 The ground underneath me vanished as soon as I finished reading the note. With quick thinking, I found the initial source where the ground was collapsing like lego blocks from the far corner of the room. Instinctively I ran to the only thing that I thought wouldn't fall, the desk. I ran as fast as I could jumping over a hole and landing on the desk and waited. I waited for a few seconds listening to the last of the floor fall into the black abyss below. Surprisingly, I wasn't falling to my death in my dream, but hovering in place. Realizing that I beat the whiteboards trick. I looked at it with a cheeky smile sitting comfortably on top of my desk, waiting for a reply. Hmpf, you got lucky. "So, what do you want?" I asked the whiteboard. "Well, let's see. For starters, I want to break you, take you out of your; cool, calm, and secluded nature. As a reward for beating my test's, you get to keep your ability to control all aspects of weather. As for my motive ...you will have to beat all twenty-four of my test's without failing. When they come, you'll never know." "Okay then," I yawned. "See you next time Whiteboard of doom, but what do you mean by, weather control?" "You'll find out when you wake up. Bye bye!" "Wait!" I shouted before the whiteboard disappeared and the sensation of falling appeared. I looked down and saw that I was falling towards a shed of some kind, but. When I tried to react to the new situation. I hit the ground.
Chapter 2.View OnlineThe Singer of StormsChapter 2.Cinder walks down the dark halls of the abandon weather factory nude and very much vulnerable. Only having a sheet covering her exposed body made her uneasy. It was like anything and everything was watching, staring, mocking her, like she was white trash from a bad party. Then again, she didn’t go to a party herself, but the thought still lingered in her mind, unchanging. The soft scuffing of Cinders feet against metal was painful whenever she stepped on a nail or the jagged steel floor grates. It was the only sound that she could hear other than her nervous breathing. She didn’t like the thought that she was alone in this unfamiliar world. Here, she knew that she was the only human in existence, the only one that has the knowledge to destroy the entire planet. Around her; rusty pipes jutted out of the walls, the sagging ceiling dripped toxic water, and the scent of moss from the vines coating the walls made Cinder feels like she was in a dark temple for the lost, but she didn’t feel lost. The old factory was easily traversable, even though most of what was around her was destroyed to the point of unrecognizable beauty. But, Cinder couldn’t stop feeling helpless when she should be feeling the joy of exploring. Sitting down in a room looking over the main atrium of the facility. The only room she found that wasn’t taken by the local wildlife. She tried to remember the fun she had traveling through the abandon buildings in her hometown. The surreal feeling of smelling the decay of the forgotten metal towering over the urban landscape like a monolithic beast, dormant and ever so tired during its former rule over the younger buildings around it.Closing her eyes to picture the better part of her life venturing such places. Cinder pictured herself walking down the halls of torn drywall, moldy carpet and exposed wires in her bunny-hug with only a bag of food for lunch. Before she knew it, she was back there, sitting on a decrepit couch eating a peanut butter sandwich while watching the rain pour outside the building. The warmth from her sweater protected her from the cold breeze that slithered its way through the stone tower. Lightning flash out the window, followed by the boom that shook the building. Unbothered by the sudden disturbance. Cinder sat up, putting the bread crumbs of her jeans and picked up her backpack. “Time to go,” Cinder, sighed knowing that the lightning meant that the rain won't stop till tomorrow. After she put on her backpack, making sure the chest strap was on tight. Cinder began walking through the building back home. Carefully stepping over holes in the floor, lightning flashed again through the open doors, temporarily blinding her, but kept going. She let her hand slid against the wall for support while her eyes readjusted from the flashing lightning. She stopped for a moment trying to figure out how much longer until she got to the staircase. Another flash of lightning erupted right beside the building, causing her to take a step back into one of the many holes in the floor. Before Cinder could react, she fell through the hole and landed hard on her back on the floor. Staring dazed towards the hole she fell through, winded and annoyed. She got back up, only to wake up in the abandon weather factory cold, sore and confused. Sitting up groggy from her horrible sleep on top of a tattered couch. She couldn’t help but stare at the bag in front of her. Hesitantly, she picked it up trying to figure out where it came from. The simple black bag was heavy like there were pieces of metal inside. Figuring that she would find nothing useful. Cinder opened the bag and found a scroll wrapped in a black ribbon on top of the black fabric. “What the?” She said taking the scroll in hand trying to figure out where it came from. Shrugging at the thought that a fairy godmother is watching over her. She unraveled the scroll, tossing the black ribbon beside her and read the contents inside. Dear Cinder. I hope this package is of some help to your, “Current situation.” Love. Your creepy brain troll. Unsure on how to react to the contents of the scroll. Cinder decided to put the thought to the side for later and examined the contents within the bag. Taking out the first item which was a pair of black leather boots reinforced with a strange black metal, she wondered what purpose what they were meant for. The next item was… “What was it?” Cinder thought as she examined what she assumed was armored pants. Black plates elegantly curved like a flame from the shin to the knees made up half of the pants. The knees had a black plate shaped like a heart and the thighs had only black leather except for the two shield-like plates that she assumed guarded her hips. The rest was just like any other jeans that anyone could buy. “No wonder why the bag was so heavy,” Cinder said taking out the gantlets similar to her grieves. The next item Cinder pulled out of the bag was a chest plate—also made out of the strange black metal, shaped to match her curves perfectly, but it only covered her breast, leaving her stomach and her collar exposed. The last few items that Cinder pulled out was simple cotton clothing and very lewd black lace underwear, which she hesitantly put on. Thinking to herself, Cinder wondered what purpose she would need the medieval style armor for in this world. During her, “Escape,” from the techno-colored ponies. She noticed that they weren’t very hostile in their attempts of re-capturing her. If anything, they were at least trying to be quite friendly despite their concerns for the screaming naked ape that ran through their town. At least, that what’s she thought until arrows shot from golden flying guards started chasing her into the nearby forest. Thankfully, they didn’t follow her once she entered the forest. Warm again, Cinder found a mirror that wasn’t totally destroyed and viewed herself in her new gear. Happy with how well her armor fits and looks, she couldn’t help but feel slightly aroused at her feminine figure, even though she would miss some of the benefits of being a boy like being able to go wherever she wanted. Or that she didn’t have to keep fit, but she accepted her new body, even if it meant sex would be way different from now on. Taking herself away from her own admiration, Cinder went to explore the facility some more before nightfall. The quiet sounds of shifting metal echoed throughout the abandoned facility was music to Cinders ears. To her, it was a historic song of what used to be. How much history was in this place? She thought sitting down beside a small sapling that sprouted out of a rusty barrel. “I wonder if anyone knows where I am?” Cinder sighed twiddling her thumbs. The faint sound of earth rumbling bellow Cinders feet didn't bode well for Cinder. She stood up and moved away from her seat backing away slowly from the noise, but as she moved, the rumbling got louder. A sense of urgency to run pulsed through Cinders mind. Trying not to lose her cool, she hid behind a fallen piece of scaffolding just in time to learn what was causing the ground to shake. Earth blasted upwards like a volcano from where Cinder was sitting. Cinder peeked out from behind the bent steel she was hiding behind to see what was there. There were three anthropomorphic animals, two of which were wielding spears. The two wielding weapons; were bulky, upright, tall german shepherds while the third was a much shorter, curvy white wolf. The wolf motioned to the shepherds to guard the entrance. Once the wolf’s guards stood at the ready by the opening in the wall, the wolf sniffed the air for any trace of an intruder, then looked towards the direction where Cinder was hiding with a smile on her face. “I know you’re there, so come on out so we can play,” the wolf purred sending a tremor down Cinders spine. Not wanting to see how fast the wolf could run. Cinder slowly came out of her hiding spot, hands in the air. “That’s a good…” the wolf stopped and stared and Cinder. Cinder saw confusion in the walking wolf's eyes like what she was seeing was too alien for her to comprehend. “...Girl?” the wolf concluded. The wolf walked up to Cinder sniffing the air around her for anyone else that may have been hiding in the room, but Cinder knew that she was alone. The wolf, now at arms reach, was a little shorter than Cinder. Cinder couldn’t help but feel slight amusement as the wolf sniffed her like a curious puppy. “At least she was clothed,” Cinder thought, looking at the metal plates that only covered the wolf's chest and groin. “What are you?” wolf asked glaring into Cinders eyes. Cinder thought for a moment, trying to put the right words together so that she doesn’t insult the wolf. “I am a human?” she blurted out. “What is a human?” “What I am?” Cinder smiled halfheartedly. “Where do humans come from?” the wolf asked impatiently. Cinder thought for a moment, knowing that her world and the talking wolf's world was immensely different. Figuring that she has a much higher understanding in pretty much everything, she decided to try to get away with her knowledge. “We come from great cities of light and thunder. We rule over the sky, earth and, water. Dragons fear us and griffins adore us,” Cinder smirked hoping that the wolf would take the bait, but the unamused stare told her otherwise. “Prove it,” Author's Note Okay, trying out third person. Hope it was good.
Chapter 3.View OnlineThe Singer of StormsChapter 3.I trembled in my boots trying to figure out how to do my crazy weather magic again, but the fear of being ripped apart from the talking wolf paralyzed me. I have no clue what I did back in the desert, I just lost my mind and sung a song like a fucking magic girl! Then again, I have no idea what I could do with weather magic. Unless I knew what components made weather phenomenon possible. "Wait," I thought, realizing what I remembered in Physics class. The weather has; Water, air, ice, light, heat, cold, and electricity. "So if I could isolate one component, I could create more undermining whatever rules I may have. Hehe, I love it when a plan comes together." More confident with myself, I smiled at the talking she-wolf with a slightly cheeky grin, but one thing was off about her. I don't know why, but there was something in her eyes. 'Admiration? Curiosity maybe?' Whatever it was. It didn't sit well in my stomach. "Well? I'm waiting," the she-wolf said through a yawn. "Hold on, I'm thinking," I replied, panic starting to set in. The she-wolf waited patiently with her spear at the ready for my initial attack. Thinking that a duel was a good idea to save myself, was a good idea at the time but quickly went to shit very quickly. Though, I think acting out like an all powerful being of the sky was what got me into this position in the first place. I looked up towards the sky, wondering what to do. There was no cloud in sight and the she-wolf at the other side of the room was getting impatient. "I miss the rain," I sighed trying to remember how helpful the rain was to me. "That's it, human, time to die," the she-wolf growled before the sound of heavy footsteps started to rush towards me. I'm not sure why, but I started to hum a gentle melody knowing that I was probably going to die by impalement. I closed my eyes thinking of the rain, humming a tune and waiting for my death. Sure it was a bit morbid how I can just accept my demise. It's not like I was going to last long anyway in this strange, alien world, but at least I can... My train of thought was cut off by something dripping on my face. I looked up and saw the impossible. There were clouds, rain clouds, with rain! Before it was clear as the stars. "Did I do that?" I wondered, feeling another droplet touch my face before it started to pour. I looked at the she-wolf and saw that she too was amazed by the rain. By the entrance, her guards were also staring upwards to the misty sky, but the peace didn't last. The she-wolf moved her gaze back to me with a devilish grin that sent shivers down my spine. Her eyes were wild, her tail wagged with joy. Something told me to run, but I couldn't for if I do. The she-wolf would hunt me down for my power. "Quick," I thought, trying to figure out how I could knock her out and run away, but the wolfish grin was throwing me off. "Amazing! Simply amazing!" the she-wolf smiled. "That power shall be mine, human!" The she-wolf bolted with her guards at me with blinding speed with their spears pointed. I turned around and ran as fast as I could away from them. I saw a ladder dangling loosely against the wall leading up to a sagging catwalk that lead to an opening in the roof, but I couldn't reach it. Pinned against the wall by my three chasers, a thought crept its way into my mind. "Why not fight? You can easily beat them, and all you have to do is grab that rod beside you and shoot it with lightning." I quickly looked to the side without thinking of the voice in my head and saw the slim metal rod just inches away from me. The she-wolf saw where my gaze flashed to, but pretended not to notice. I reached over, felt it, grabbed it and feebly held it in my hand trying to figure out how to shoot it with lightning. "No use fighting, weakling!" the she-wolf laughed. The other two laughed with her, but I wasn't having any of it. I aimed it and tried to focus on creating lightning in my hand. Surprisingly, it came rather fast, charging in the metal rod—turning into a bright azure blue. I directed it to the guard closest to the exit of the room and released the rod from my grasp. That's when the impossible happened. The rod launched out of my hand breaking the sound barrier and leaving behind a trail of white streaked plasma in the air after it went through the hounds chest, leaving a hole that could fit a steel drum. I didn't look at the aftermath of what I did to the dog and focused on running away. I ran back to my shelter in the atrium of the weather factory leaving behind the other two dogs that were too shocked to continue the chase after I killed their friend. Not that I blamed them, but I couldn't let myself be taken by my own horror until I was safe. I grabbed my bag filled with water and ran for the main entrance to the building, but was cut off by the she-wolf and a very pissed off husky. "Thought you could get away that easily, eh?" the husky growled, the she-wolf was silent. My wolf ears twitched in annoyance and my tail fluffed out in fear. "Go ahead, choke them with the air. I know you can do it." Te voice in my head said. Without thinking, I lifted my right hand and aimed it at the husky and started to create a ball of condensed air around my hand. "Leave me alone," I asked the pair. "Not after you did to packmate!" the husky growled, blasting towards me in a blind rage. "I'm sorry," I said before closing my eyes and released the ball of air. Another defining blast of air erupted throughout the building followed by the sound of flesh exploding like a volcano. When I opened my eyes, all I saw with blood, an ocean of blood that coated the ground in crimson. I vomited all of my lunch onto the ground collapsing to my knees unable to look away from the mess of gore, that I made. I looked at,y hands trembling hands, then to the terrified she-wolf. Even she didn't dare look away from me in fear that I would end her behind her back. "Go ahead, kill her too. I will be nice and easy." "No!" I screamed clasping my bloody hands against my head. "Get out of my HEAD!" "Never," I looked up blinded by my own tears and saw the she-wolf looming over me her face was filled with fear and admiration. Her spear was sheathed, but her claws were not. She leaned down with a smile. "Well done."
Chapter 4.View OnlineThe Singer of StormsChapter 4.I woke up slowly to the sound of gentle breathing in my ear and a soft body of warmth around my waist. Blurry blobs of orange light filled my vision. I tried to recall where I was and how I got there, but the first thing that came to mind was the events from the previous night. Remembering how I brutally murdered two anthropomorphic huskies with my mind was nauseating. I didn't want to remember it, any of it, let alone passing out in front of the talking fox lady, but that's what came to mind and I didn't like it. "Was I kidnapped?" I thought. I played dead where I woke up hoping that whatever brought me to this unknown place wouldn't notice me though nothing came. After a while and my vision had fully adjusted to my new location. I learned that I was in a cavelike bedchamber. I could feel that my clothes were off and that there was something soft and warm that was roughly the same size as me, holding me close. The soft thing that was around my waist was an arm that was a little too close to my nethers for my liking. Carefully and quietly, I used my free hand to move the arm away from my crotch, but the second I touched it moved upwards, grasping my upper, much more sensitive area. I could feel my face burning with embarrassment. Being touched in such a way in an unfamiliar body by someone else was both exciting and horrifying. I would have liked to be taken out to dinner first and... wait. I'm the one that's supposed to do the touching! My embarrassment faded as I smacked away the hand and got out of the bed with the fur blanket to cover myself. As I suspected when I turned around. I found the anthropomorphic wolf girl thing that kidnapped me. Her lustful form slowly woke up from my defending of myself of her molestation. She immediately looked at me with a seductive smile letting the hand that I smacked away rest on her curvy hips. "Good morning love," she purred, "how are you today?" "Raped," I replied, "and where are my clothes?" "Oh? How so?" "I said where are my clothes," I growled. "Why would you need them? Your body is so, exotic, why would you need to hide? And, why do you feel raped? I did nothing but share a bed with someone as gorgeous as you." "My clothes," I repeated while trying my best to not blush in even more embarrassment, not that I mind being call, exotic. She rolled her eyes in disappointment and pointed to a chest in the far corner of the room. I didn't waste any more time with the wolf and quickly went over to the chest. Inside was all my stuff, thankfully. I put on all my stuff, my armor all the while the she-wolf watch with a pouted expression of her displeasure. Once my gear was back on I noticed that there was no one coming to stop there captive from escaping. "Why isn't anyone coming for me?" I asked peering through the fur flaps to the room. "If you must know," she started, "I am not stupid as to waste my pack on trying to contain such a, powerful being, such as yourself." "So, I can just leave? Without a fight?" I asked flabbergasted. "You may, but why would you want to leave? " I didn't notice that she got up and out of the bed and walked over to me. She was so silent that a pin dropping would be loud. I felt two arms wrap around my waist and a head on my shoulders telling me just how silent she was. The feeling of more violation froze me in my place as she pulled me back into the room. Not reacting right way gave her the operativity to pin me against the stone walls with a hungry smile. The hungry smile that told me she wanted food from down there, but I was not going to let that happen... yet. Man, I'm fucked up. "Well, why do you want to leave?" she asked again. "Well, I-I have places to go and sights to see," lied knowing of how the ponies above would try to dissect me. "I do too, with you." Okay, not going to happen. "I don't think I am very comfortable with that idea, especially with a person I just met. Hell, I don't even know your name!" She paused her advances and frowned, then immediately leaned forward, her lips almost touching mine. "Well, my name is Silver and how can we, improve our relationship?" I quickly thought about it with, "don't get raped," at the back of my mind and pushed her away from my face and tried to regain my losing composer. "Well, Silver. I have standards (unfortunately) and first and foremost is that you need to make a good first impression. Which you didn't." Silver frowned, her eyes filled up with disappointment with herself knowing that chasing me through an abandon weather factory then touching me in my birthday suit wasn't the best choice for her to make. She walked back to the bed to sit down in deep thought while I remained leaning against the wall hoping that what I said would keep her off of me. "Hmmm, I guess I made a pretty bad impression with you didn't I? Do you think I can have a second chance? I promise to be a good girl." Silver begged. After Silver begged and begged for a second chance, I had to give in, but I made sure that there was no more inappropriate touching. Silver gave me a grand tour of her den. She showed me where her packmates slept when they weren't hunting or digging then showed me the grand treasury which was right beside the throne room. Most of the den was barren except for the main halls which were decorated with gems that gave off a gentle azure light and tapestry's that gave me the feeling like I was walking in an underground castle. The other, "diamond dogs," that worked around the cave gave us lots of room when we walked by. Most of them bowed in respect to Silver while others glared or gawked in awe at me. I made the connection that Silver was the Alpha of this den from how she is treated by the others as she gave me the tour. I thought that a male would be in charge, but I think that Silver may have killed him at one point, or the dogs fell head over heal for her affection and failed. We stopped the tour outside in the forest by the weather factory. She sat happily on a stump, her tail wagging as she waited for me to make a comment, but all of my attention was on the factory just beyond a line of trees. "Do you mind if we can go back to the factory?" I asked. "Perhaps, but why?" she smiled. "If I am going to stay in your den, then I would need my stuff that I left at my camp." She gave me an overall happy look and pranced right beside me. "So did I make a good impression?" I thought about it for a second. "Not eve close." "Oh come on! Why is it so hard to please you?!" she whined as I began walking towards the factory. "Hey! Answer me!" Ignoring her for most of the trip back to my camp. I spent what little mental energy I had left trying to figure out what the hell I was going to do. I had no goal, no end point and from what I could tell from my weird dream, I could die at any time. All I had was my ability to control everything weather, but I quickly learned my limitations even if they were big limitations and my gear. My armor was fairly light when it was on, I had my intelligence, but I could feel that my mind was morphing into something new. My timid nature completely disappeared to a much more active-passive-aggressiveness. Normally with everything that has happened to me so far should have made me curl up into a ball in the middle of nowhere and prayed that the nightmare would end, except I didn't. I walked into the world like an insane person that thought dirty thoughts and became a Neko. It must have been the hormones, definitely the hormones. We walked into the factory from the north end through a wall that looked like a giant tried to have its way with it. Wires hung like the vines and metal and stone jutted out all over the place like a tornado went through haphazardly. Glass blanketed the moss covered floor along with the odd piece of paper. Silver walked around in her armor careful not to cut her bare paws while I crushed the glass underneath my dragon scale boots like nothing. Silver stared at my boots in envy while trying to catch up to me as I walked into the hallway to the south end where the atrium was. I wondered why she was so fascinated with me as we walked over rubble and the through empty halls. There was nothing that I found interesting in myself other than my unique body. I was boring, I liked things that most find too nerdy and I can shoot lightning out of my hands, plus I liked books and yet. Despite my effort to get rid of her in the den, she still believe that I would give her a chance. We eventually got to my camp in the security room that looked over the atrium of the factory. I found my pack that I left behind sitting beside my makeshift bed, untouched. Silver sat down on a chair by the door and rubbed her feet. Walking through this place must have been hard on her bare paws I should figure out a way out that would be easier on her. Looking in my bag for my old shoes to give to Silver, I heard a noise coming from the atrium. I paused for a moment from my search to look out the window and saw three golden ponies walk into the factory. Two of them I remember from my escape from the pony town. "Silver, we should go, but first try these on,"
Chapter 5.View OnlineThe Singer of StormsChapter 5.Silver put on the shoes or tried. I had to adjust them with a piece of cloth from my old shirt for the shoes to fit on comfortably, but they looked off, but it would work for the time being. As I told Silver about our new friends exploring the place while I fixed up her shoes. We both decided to leave the factory back the way we came. We both ran through the halls as fast as we could which was faster than I expected. In a few minutes, we arrived in the north-end of the factory with no sight of the golden guards. We took a breather by the collapsed wall to see if we followed. Which we weren't, I think. As I looked out the wall, I heard the sound of hooves outside the wall and some coming from down the hall. "I think they beat us here." Silver growled. "There it is!" one of them barked. "You just had to say it didn't you?" I snarked. I grabbed a piece of metal off the ground to use as a projectile for my railgun while Silver pulled out her spear from, somewhere. "Where did she keep it?" I put aside the thought and directed my attention to the golden pony coming from the hall. "Y'all think you could run away from us demon!" shouted one of the guards. Realizing that, I was their target. I looked over to Silver and saw the other two golden-guards already attacking and losing to her superior skills with a spear, leaving me to defend myself. Using my piece of metal, I prepped my railgun spell, letting electricity run through my arm and just as the golden guard enter the room. I snapped my fingers, launching the metal at the guard in a streak of blue light. The guard didn't have time to respond. He went limp as the wall behind him exploded and slid on his face right to my feet before a pool of blood began to ooze out in liters. His friends realized that they weren't getting out alive as Silver used my trick to distract them and kill them. I fell to my knees trying my best not to vomit. My hands trembled, my legs couldn't support me. The smell of blood made me nauseous. I ran outside to keep my lunch and to put the thought of murder aside. Silver followed me with a scowl plastered on her face. I sat down by a tree in coughing fits that burned the back of my throat. Silver handed me a waterskin that she hid in the same place as her spear. I took a swig, which cleared the rising bile. "So powerful, yet so weak," Silver growled. "It's... Called... Being... Human," I huffed back, "so don't get pissy because I won't ever get used to killing." "Hmpf," Silver scoffed as she took back the waterskin. While I walked back, I noticed Silvers goons walked towards the factory with empty burlap bags. My stomach lurched at the thought that they were going to loot the bodies for the armor, but I didn't make a comment. One of the goons joins Silver and I as we walked back to the den. I assumed it was a male from how big he was. He was easily two heads taller than me. "Ah, Fido, what do you need?' Silver asked. "Fido," I giggled at his silly name hoping for a response, but none came. "What she do'in here?" he asked through a snarl. "She is my guest," She snarled back, "Why?" "She Alpha, she threat." Alpha? I'm an Alpha in his eyes? "I can assure you that she isn't a threat. If she were, then I would have killed her." The rest of the walk back made me uneasy. When Silver said she would have killed me, I made a footnote not to get on her bad side. The last thing I need is to wake up missing a leg or two or head. Fido didn't like me that much. As we entered the den to get something to eat from the hunters that came back. He made no effort to hide is the distaste for me. He kept close, making sure that I didn't walk to close to Silver even though we shared a bed last night. The other dogs of the den didn't like that I was back with a bag on my, back. Though, they were subtle about it, only showing teeth when Silver wasn't looking. The pups, however, didn't care. Fido had to leave us as we entered Silvers private space, which made it much easier to breath. Silver sat down on the bed still scowling at me for earlier as a much, much smaller diamond dog enter the room with two trays of food. Silver took her lunch first from the adorable golden retriever. "Filthy Alpha!" the girl spat, making the cuteness disappear. She ran off leaving Silver and I alone to eat our meal, which I hoped was cooked. "What's your problem?" I asked sitting down beside her. "You are strong, yet weak. Why?" "Still on about that?" I sighed picking at my food, "I told you, I'm human. Humans are known to be the strongest because we are the weakest. We show compassion to our enemies and mourn for them. It's out of respect for our, past history." "I find it pointless, Why would a warrior show mercy to the weak?" "You just answered your own question," I replied while picking at a piece of fried meat. Silver frowned confused before she took out her frustration out on her food, finishing it in a matter of seconds and making me lose my appetite. Not that I had much of one anyway. "I don't understand." she pouted. "Well, Ms. Pouts. In simple terms. It's hard to explain. The not simple terms. You will never understand until you know what it is like to hit rock bottom." "What's rock bottom?" she asked dumbfounded, "is it a treasure filled lost city?" "No," I faced palmed, "it's when you lose everything and is starting to like someone that is stupid." "Oh," she perked up, "so that means I have a chance?" she smiled. "Sure," I facepalmed again. Silver's adorable Labrador servant showed me to my room, which was a new hole inside Silvers room. Silver had it made for me knowing that I wasn't too fond of my wake-up call in her bed and the fact that the dogs who made it didn't like that either. "At least, it was a decent job," I sighed. My new room wasn't as big as Silvers, but it'll do. I set my armor in a chest at the base of my fur bed and collapsed underneath a blanket I think was stolen. I could hear Silver change out of her armor through a leather flap that separates the rooms. I didn't pay any mind to her and tried to fall asleep despite my enhance hearing was buzzing from the amount of activity that was going on down the hall, up the stairs, past the Beta's den, through the armory and into the mines. Aside from my wolf ears being more of a hindrance than good most of the time, my tail was something that drove me crazy! It gave away all my emotions that I hid from everything and it hurt like hell when it gets hurt. I miss my old life. I saw the lights dim telling all that wasn't working that it was time to get some rest. I wondered how they managed to do that, but I don't think anyone would be willing to tell me. I closed my eyes and prayed nothing bad will happen. The sound of digging bothered me. It was like there was someone digging right beside my bed. I opened my eyes in annoyance to kick the digger upside the head but instead I learned that it was something much worse. I was back in the classroom but this time, it wasn't all white, it was in the main hall of the den. I looked around to figure out what was going to happen to me and found the whiteboard leaned against the wall with a message on it. I got out of the desk that I woke up in and walked over to see what it said. "Dear, Cinder. I am so glad to see you again! How are you? Do you like your gift? ANYHOO... Let me say this one thing then you can go back to fantasizing about Silver. Don't get buried. BYE!" "Don't get buried?" I frowned, "why would I...'?" Before I knew it. the sound of digging exploded in my ears again. I looked behind me and saw exactly what was digging and it was coming straight for me.
Chapter 6.View OnlineThe Singer of StormsChapter 6.A giant mechanical mole loomed over me. Black goop oozed out of its red, camera-like eyes. Wires and jagged metal hung from its opened chest like the part of the earth took a bite out of it to end its misery. Tremors pulsed up and down my spine. Its gaze made me feel like I was a meal that it hunted for centuries. I stood there motionless. My heart raced, begging me to run for my life, but I all I could do was stand petrified. Run! My mind pleaded, but my body didn't respond. Run goddamit run! It shouted again. I felt my foot moved back. Run! I shouted again. Run, run, run! The metal mole slammed its huge scythe-like claws down at me, but I was faster. I barely dodged the swipe and bolted down the corridor towards where I believed was up and out. I didn't look back. I couldn't. For if I do, then I would surely die. I ran, only hear its ear-bleeding screeching and heavy digging, chase after me in ravenous rage. Just as I ran past the atrium of the den. I heard something strange. It was like a minigun was charging behind me and was about to... fire. A stream of bullets flew past my head as I turned to the main corridor that lead out of the den. Not thinking of anything, but run towards the light. The mole monster began shooting at me. I could feel my legs wanting to give out. My lungs burned and the thousands of bullets whizzing by wasn't helping my moral. Run! I kept yelling inside my head, but when I got to the end of the hall and into the sunlight. My heart sank as the mole monster ran out with me. I hid behind a tree as it randomly shot down the forest. My dream was still going, I thought I would wake up if I could get out of the den! Was I supposed to fight that thing? More and more question I asked myself, the more quiet it got. I paused for a moment and look out of my hiding place to see the mole monster guarding the entrance with its guns aimed at the forest, unmoving. "Alright... My options are limited, so how am I going to beat that thing?" I thought. "Figuring that I could the den to cave in something that would just dig through it would be pointless, but judging that it had miniguns took out my railgun... Fuck! Come on Cinder, Think!" Off in the distance, I heard thunder rumbling like God was losing to Satan at bowling. The mole monster didn't like the noise and scuttled into the entrance. "Great, but, at least, I know what it doesn't like," I grunted. Learning that it doesn't like sound gave me an idea. I jumped out of my hiding spot after the mole monster, eager to fight it. The mole exploded out of the entrance, sending rubble rain down from the sky. I dodged the larger stones and blocked the smaller ones with an air bubble that acted like a see-through shield. The mole brought up its guns and took aim. I accelerated my speed just as the stream of bullets flew by my head as I closed the gap, creating an air pocket in my hand. The mole realized that its guns were no longer effective, it brought up its claws just in time to kiss them goodbye. The air compressed into a ball around my hand as I directed electricity into my finger tips. Within seconds, the air morphed into plasma and began rotating into a violent spin that wanted to break free from my grasp. I jumped up into the air dragging the ball with me. The mole brought up its claws to protect itself, but it was futile. I slammed the ball into its shield, destroying both of its arms and sending metal shards into its skull, killing it instantly. I floated back down to the ground as the mole monster kissed the dirt with its deformed maw, sending up a puff of dirt into the air. I landed on the beast right beside one of its guns where I found a letter tied to the barrel. I picked it up and read its contents. "Dear Cinder. You cheated, but you win. See you next time." The letter lingered in the back of my mind as I dragged my ass out of bed, but it didn't matter anymore. What mattered was that I was still alive with a soft form sharing my private area. I rubbed my eyes clear of the crust and let them adjust before I kicked my intruder out of my bed. I looked over towards the painful moaning of a female of some kind to see if I cause some damage. Was I grumpy? Probably. Being chased around by a fucking Meck would do that to you. To my non-surprise, Silver got up pursing her lips at me like nothing was wrong. I rolled my eye's and chucked my pillow at her face with an audible "POMF!" "What did I do to deserve such rudeness?" She pouted throwing the pillow back at me. I caught it mid-air and set it back on the bed. "You haven't even reached first base yet let alone bedsharing base, which is two." "I don't see the problem," she sighed getting up, "you are very comfy to lay with." "Gurr," I replied. Silver left me alone for the rest of the day, which I spent mostly walking around in my armor and getting growled at by everyone I passed. I found myself after exploring the abandon caves in a strange place. The walls were glowing with strange slime that dripped from the ceiling. The floor was slippery and I sensed with my strange abilities that there was something in the air. I walked deeper into the cave, watching the darkness slowly encase me until there was nothing but the green, sickly glow. I couldn't see where I came from, nor where I was going. I had to stop to figure out what the hell was going on, which was a big mistake. I slipped on my ass and began sliding downwards into the black abyss unable to stop. A small figure scurried through the darkness searching for something, anything that she could get her hands on. She knew that something powerful was nearby her home, but she couldn't find it even though it radiated as bright as the green glow in the black sky. After a while, she stopped to rest directly underneath the green light in the sky. She searched through her bag for her lunch, which was a disgusting blue goop that she grew up on. To her, it tasted as bad as the urine that she had to drink every now and again when the well went dry. Though, it was a taste she was used to even though the thought was disturbing to her at times. As she ate, she heard a sound. It was peculiar to say the least. To her, it sounded like the death shrieks from the Demon witches that hung around the Pitt to calm the colossi that dwelled below. The sound gradually got louder and louder the more and more she ate. She paused her final bite to figure out where it was coming from. She trained her ears to the east. Nothing. To the west. Nothing. The north and south. Still, nothing. It wasn't until she looked up to the green glow that she found where the screams were coming from, but she didn't have time to react. A figure fell from the sky, flailing its arms and legs hoping to grab onto something. To her surprise, the figure stopped its descent into the void she called her home and floated down right in front of her. It's glowing, azure blue eyes stared at her and she. It. The glow of the sky showed its silhouette which gave it a heavenly figure that was beyond the beauty of the succubi that ruled Dantes inferno. Her curves were lustful, her eyes, deep and alluring. The strange clothing gave her power that the demons can't touch. And she was staring back at her equally mesmerized. "Hello?" the fallen angel asked. All she could do was faint in reply in ecstasy to her heavenly voice.
Chapter 7.View OnlineThe Singer of StormsChapter 7.I stared at the girl-thing after she fainted trying to figure out where the hell I am. Most of the area around me was almost pitch black. The only light was coming from the green sun in the sky, which gave a green tint to everything around me. Off in the distance, I could see moving figures going about their way doing... Whatever those things do. I checked the girl-thing to see if she was okay. Which I quickly learned where the hell I was. Her figure was like a succubus. She had goat horns, bat wings, and a thin tail with a spade-shaped tip. If her eyes were open right now, I believe they would set me on fire for how smokey they were. "Oh, God! What the fuck am I thinking?!" I smacked myself out of it knowing that as a male in a female body, I might loose to the demon. I decided to go back to whence I came before I die in hell. As I looked around to figure out how the hell I was going to get out of here, I hear something stir behind me. I tried my best to ignore it hoping that the succubus would leave me alone. "Angel!" gasped the succubus, "Fuck," I thought. I turned around to the girl looking up at me with wide eyes and wings fluttering. Her hands were clasped close to her chest making it look like she was praying. I tried not to make eye contacted as she brought her head up from whatever she was mumbling in prayer, but it was futile. Just as I predicted, her eyes entrapped me. I tried to pull myself away, but it was a losing battle. If it wasn't for the succubus to notice that I was losing my mind. She covered her eyes with her wings in a cute squeak. "I'm sorry! Don't look at me!" she said. I shook my head trying to assess what was happening, but my brain wouldn't let me. Stupid brain. "Err... Hello?" I said hoping to see if the shy succubus could help me find the way out. "My name is Cinder what's your name?" "M-my name? The angel w-wishes f-for my n-n-name?" "Um... Yes?" I moved uncomfortably. "I-I don't have a n-name," she muttered. "I was never born with one." "O... K..." I scratched my head. "Do you know how to get out of here, um?" I paused for a second quickly coming up with a name for her, "Angel." Angel came out from hiding behind her wings with a look of confusion in her scarlet eyes that threatened to take hold of me again, but this time, I was ready to fight back. I gave her a soft smile in the hope to tell her that I was friendly and was not about to run if she tried to kill me, but when she saw my smile, she hid behind her wings again. "I'm sorry!" she squeaked again. "I didn't mean to look at you." "Uh?" I scratched my head. "It's okay to look at me Angel, um. Do you think you can help me?" I said hoping that the awkward moment would stop. "I am a demon, born in Tartarus. I don't have the right to gaze upon your light," Angel said from behind your wings. "It's okay, I promise." Angel crept back out from behind her wings looking down at the grown ever so often. My heart twisted a little as her tail curled around her leg. Her eyes told me she was both in awe and fear for what I might do to her. I tried my best to show her that I was friendly. I sat down to take a break trying to keep my poster open and welcoming to possible my only way out. Angel, however, didn't like that I sat down and went on and on about how I shouldn't taint my armor with the ground. "As annoying as she was, at least, she wasn't as clingy as Silver." "Who's Silver?" "Um, how did you know that?" I asked slightly concerned. "I read your mind, is that okay?" No, no it isn't. "I'm sorry!" she began again for all eternity. Angel walked me back to her place after I barely managed to get her to shut up. For being a demon, she was REALLY, annoying. I couldn't understand how she ended up in the back shit middle of Tartarus, but I could guess that the other demons didn't like her the same way I did. Did we walk into a shack made out of bones and--- Skin? "Don't think about it." I thought as I took a seat and watched Angel sit down on what I believe was--- a dead dragon skull-chair that still had dry flesh hanging off of it. She looked comfortable to say the least while I felt like I was going to throw up my stomach. Off in the distance, I could hear screams of absolute agony. I did not let it get to me even though it sounded like if I were to get close, then I would go insane. Angel seemed to like it, though. Her tail moved back and forth to an unknown rhythm, which I think came from the screams. A little disturbing, but what would I know? "So how may I help you?" Angel asked even though I asked for the way out several times. "For the last time, do you know where the exit is other than up?" The second I finished my sentence, she gave me a look that was mushed between; "are you serious," and, "I don't know." She frowned and stared at the ground in deep thought for a while, making me feel like getting out of her from the way I came was going to be the easiest way. "There is one way," she said with a serious tone that I thought she could never make, "but it's impossible." Impossible, great. "So what is it?" I asked thinking about how I could fly my way back through the hole in the sky. "Well: you will have to cross the river Styx, pass through the Hall of Seven Sins, past Purgatory, through Hell, then the City of Bones, over the Hills of Pain and finally---Across the Fields of Cerberus." Okay, up it is. "So... any other way?" I choked. She looked at me and shook her head. I stared up at the green sun in the sky with Angel sitting on a rock eating... something. Knowing that, I could control air. I wondered how I could float up back through the hole hidden within the green sun's light. I knew how to make an air-bubble to make myself lighter, but flying straight up was over my head. "Maybe I could use Angle's wings to lift me up, but that would mean she would come with me," I thought. "Then again, she could give Silver some competition." A shiver ran down my spine from the thought that two clingy waifu's would invade my bed, but it's a price I was willing to pay. Damn, I wish I was till a boy. I walked over to Angel and blocked my nose from the smell of the--- thing she was eating. She looked up at me with a curious glance and taking a bite of the--- thing before handing it over to me thinking I would want some. "No thanks," I said. She brought the so-called "food," back to her maw and took another bite, chewing contently, "but I could use your help." "What do you need my lord?" she said finishing her-- food. "I need your wings." After I said that, she grabbed both of them and hugged them close to her chest glaring at me. "No, no! I didn't mean that!" I assured her. "I just need you to fly us up there," I pointed to the sun. She gave me a quizzified look while still holding on to her wings before she let them go and stopped glaring at me. "Okay, but won't the Wyverns start attacking me?" "Don't worry about them," I said trying not to freak out, "I'll keep us safe." I hope. Author's Note I wish I had the time to write this with much more clarity and description, but I literally only have 4 hours on a computer a day which kills my creativity and drowns whatever left to meticulosity.
Chapter 8.View OnlineThe Singer of StormsChapter 8."Fly faster, they're gaining on us!" I shouted as a legion of Wyverns began to catch up. Angel held onto my shoulders and lifted me to the green light as I kept a spell wrapped around us to make us as light as possible. "I'm trying!" she shouted back as she dodged a few flashing lights that whizzed past us and crashed into the roof causing bits and pieces fall in big chunks that dwarfed a thousand-year-old tree. "Try harder!" I shouted back as I sent my last piece of metal into the skull of one of the Wyverns, which killed it instantly, but a hundred more replaced it soon after. Two Wyverns caught up and came dangerously close to ripping apart Angel's wings. I directed her to fly directly at one of the falling rock-houses. She obviously didn't like that idea. As we got closer and closer to the falling rock, just a few meters away from the green light. The two Wyverns that caught up began to fall behind. Strange as it was, I looked back to see why and found that the only Wyverns that were still following were the ones that were directly behind us while the rest just stopped. "Hey, Angel! Only two left!" I cheered. No response. I looked up and saw that she was passed out but was still flying. "Oh shit," I thought as I saw how close the house-sized rock was getting. I tapped her shoulder, but still. No response. Realizing that, we were going to die in the afterlife. I smacked her head as a smaller rock barely missed us. Still no response. Panicking, I lifted my legs and gave my chest some weight back in the hope that the change would save us. Thankfully my plan was working and we were aimed directly at the green light in the sky, but the rock was still going to hit us! I checked my satchel for any piece of metal that I could use to make the rock move out of the way, but there was none. Thinking as fast as my mind would let me, I charged a current of electricity and sent it into Angel with the hope that she would fly faster. Before I could confirm that it worked. A flash of green light blinded me before the world went black. Silver sat on her throne, glaring at the four whelps she called guards tremble in their place. Silver wasn't pleased to hear that her mistress is missing. She tapped a claw on her ruby throne, which chipped away its perfect finish. The four guards tails curled between their legs their fear was ever present in the room. One of them stepped forward hesitantly and spoke with a course meek voice that sounded like a frightened child. "Alpha, I have terrible news." "What do you mean by 'terrible news?'" Silver growled. "Well, ya see. The girl has fallen into the emerald pit." "WHAT!?" Silver exploded. Silver walked down from her throne down to the petrified mutt that was standing before her. "Can you repeat that again?" she smiled sadistically as she grabbed the mutt, lifting him off of the ground by the throat. "She..." he gurgled his last breath before Silver snapped his neck and dropped his corpse like a ragdoll. The rest of the guard stared in horror at the limp body that used to be their pack mate. Silver can taste their fear and walk towards the closest one still holding true to her sadistic gaze. "Well?" Silver started pointing to the entrance to the throne room. "Go get HER!" The three guards bolted out the room leaving a trail of yellow behind. I woke up with a headache and a something heavy laying on top of me. I rubbed my eyes and found that I was in a hall with gem lamps hanging on top of the ceiling giving off a soft yellow glow. I looked down to what was pinning me on my back and saw a human pure white hair that came down to her butt which had a black leather tail with a tuft of fuzz that was also white. If that wasn't strange enough, she had two ivory ram-like horns, and she wore clothes that I prayed was made out of cow leather. I got up and carefully laid her on my lap and waited for her to wake up on her own. At least, I wasn't in hell anymore... I think? I thought as I heard the sound running getting closer to my location. I quickly located the source of the running and saw two diamond dogs bound around a corner at breakneck speeds. If it wasn't for their claws digging into the solid stone, giving them better traction. Then they probably would have run into the wall. The two diamond dogs ran up to me, grabbed me and my sleeping friend and dragged us back to where I hoped was Silver and not back to hell. We were dragged back to a very pissed-off Silver that was melting everything with her glare. She took one look at me with eyes that were filled with worry than anything else, but her worry died to absolute hatred when she saw the albino demon, sleeping on the floor beside me. "Who. Is That?" Silver growled so low that I swear she sounded like a diesel pick-up truck. "Me found her with other girl!" one of the diamond dogs. Silver reached over to her spear that laid beside her throne, aimed and threw it faster than lightning into the heart of the one that answered. The dog still smiling like he said the right thing, looked down and saw the ruby spear embedded in his chest. He fell over smiling his last with a hard, "thunk!" "You!" she pointed to the dog that picked me up, "kill it before it wakes up!" What! The other diamond dog lets me go and loomed over the albino demon with his claws unsheathed. I looked over to her then to Silver. She didn't take notice of my concern. I didn't care if she was a demon, everyone deserves, at least, one chance. I got up and blocked the diamond dog from getting any closer. Silver clearly didn't like this. "What are you doing?" she asked still growling like a beat-up truck. "She saved me, I save her," I growled back. Silver took a step back to figure out what the hell I just said while the diamond dog that was eyeing the girl looking for the best time to strike. "Why would a demon from the pit save you?" Silver asked too stunned to comprehend anything at the moment. "She thinks that I am the mythical 'angel' that came down to save her... or something?" I replied. Silvers bafflement disappeared to... what's the word? Disbelief? Ya... Disbelief. "So, you wish to keep IT as a pet I presume?" "Sure...?" I guessed. Silver didn't like the answer that I gave, nor did I. Knowing how much she wanted me to all herself for some reason. I could assume she would get more clingy once Angel wakes up. Then again...I did plan on using her a shield to begin with? I just hope that Silver won't get rid of me in the process. I don't want to know what it is like to be on a cold table in a lab somewhere. Princess Celestia sat behind a podium in Appleoosa getting ready for the one thousand and one summer sun celebration. She watched patiently at her subjects gather at the podium with awe in their awe eyes. It was a rare occurrence for her to visit this little town. The last time she was her was when Appleoosa was first named, but the celebration wasn't the only reason she was here. Just a few days ago, she received reports that three on her most trusted guards were brutally murdered by two vicious entities. One of which caused her concern as magic like no other was used to create such a bloody mess. The other was just a rather skilled diamond dog. After the celebration was over, she walked with her golden glad guard at her side to the sheifs office to see if the stallion had any insight as to what they were dealing with. Celestia walked into a dusty building and was immediately greeted by a dark brown stallion wearing a vest with his badge over his heart, and by a pony that looked like he had too much to drink. "Hoody Princess! What brings ya'll to my office?" the brown stallion asked. She gave him a warm smile before finding a place to sit and invited him over. "I am personally here to discuss a certain incident that transpired here a few days ago," she said blankly. "I-I sees," his gaze darkened, "but, to be honest, wit you. I don't know much that could'a be of help." "I understand," she assured him,"But one of my guards have discovered something abnormal and we believe it may have passed through here at some point." The sheriff scratched his chin in deep thought before his eyes went wide with shock. Celestia quickly picked up that something did, in fact, come through here that must have caused quite a commotion. "I see you know something. Can you please share it?" Tia asked. "Y-yeah, something like that. Well, ya see your highness. About a week ago some caravaners from Waterloo Mine bringing in some spring water for the crops came in with something strange. I-I don't understand what exactly it was other that it was like none of us had ever seen! And when it woke up, it blew a hole into the wall and vanished." Celestia pondered for a moment to take in what the sheriff just said. Having such a violent creature within such close proximity to the town, she concluded that the creature was what was responsible for the damage for her guards. Knowing the general location of where the guards were attacked, her eyes darkened knowing that it was closer to her student and knowing Twilight Sparkle. She would most likely try her best to tame such a savage beast that had no remorse for anything that got in its way. "Is everything alright Princess?" the sheriff asked. Tia quickly got out of her trance and motioned one of her guards closer. "Sergent Black Water. I need you to send an attachment to the Everfree Forest and make sure no one enter's it until I deem it safe enough."
Chapter 9.View OnlineThe Singer of StormsChapter 9.Living with an overly-attached foxy diamond dog and now a very horny demon that I learned was half succubus, half demon lord was not on my things to do before I die. Not that I am complaining now if ONLY THAT I WAS A GUY! Then I could be happy about all of this. Then again, if I don't get used to the fact that my change as a girl will be forever. Then I might do something stupid and go full hermit before I lose my virginity, again. I laid down on my little bed in my pet cave at the other end of Silvers room and thought about things with Angel sitting down on the floor content with the fact that we get to share a room. It was...strange to say the least. Most would think that a demon would have tried to kill them at some point and take over their body to do whatever demons do, but Angel? All she wanted to do was be my servant and sex. Lots of sex. If she wasn't being nice and still she was trying to get in my pantsu. I rolled over to avoid her alluring gaze that I knew would cause me some problems in the future. It must have been something to do with her succubi side, but I don't want to find that out...yet. "Is something the matter mistress?" spoke Angel. "Yesnomabyeso?" I chuckled turning back over to watch her expression change from concern to the cutest dumbfounded expression that might be too moe for a sane person. After a few seconds, smoke started coming out of her ears and she held her temples trying to make an oncoming brain damage go away. "What?" she whined. I laughed quietly at how dense she is. "Sorry, it's just you are so cute when you get confused," I smiled, "Anyhoo. I'm fine, just lost." "Lost? How can you be lost? Do you have amnesia?" "No," I said applying hand-to-face, "I just don't know what to do." "I see...Whynot go on an adventure!" she cheered. I applied hand-to-face again with a grunt. "As much as I would like to know what it would be like to run for my life wherever I go. I don't want to leave you behind without some sort of means to hide your wings, horn and tail. So we both are stuck here for a while until I get some answers." "Answers? From who?" "Nevermind. Wheres Silver? I need to get laid." After defending my holy grail from Angel after I said Silver gets first dips --'even though I didn't like that idea,' Silver walked into the room, glaring at Angel with death itself before coming up to me swing her hips in a way to put the succubi to shame. "How are you my love~" Silver purred, kicking Angel to the side of the room then began crawling onto my bed, beckoning me closer. "You are still in the friend zone so..." I paused to push her face from getting too close and sat closer to the wall. "No touching." "Humpf," she frowned crossing her arms with a pouty face. "What does it take to play with your slick tongue?" "Dinner and acting decent," I said dryly. "Also, I'm not ready for that yet. So the sooner you start treating me like a person and not an exotic prize. The sooner you can do that. The sooner I can show you a trick to make you scream with a single touch~" I purred before I realized what the fuck I just said. What the hell? Okay... note to self. Figure out if I can go into heat before I die from snoo snoo. "Really!" she cheered ecstatically. Silver Jumped off of my bed like a little girl that got a ticket to Disney Land. "Ye... yeah. Sure," I looked away uneasily. The next few days were uneventful. Silver did... Whatever she does. The other diamond dogs stayed far away from me and Angel out of fear or respect. More on the former. We spent the time above ground. Talking walks through the forest and eating lunch in the abandon weather factory. I made the note to stock up on long enough nails to be used for my railgun spell. It has saved me twice, it can do it again. Angel and I walked through the distraught halls; of moss, crumbled stone and hanging wires that made up of most of the abandon weather factory. Angel figured out how to hide most of her appearance, making her look almost as human as I, but she kept the horns. As for her wings and her tail...they went somewhere. We explored the place though nothing in it was off value unless you could strip away all the sky metal that made up most of the structure. We found a place to sit in the main atrium to eat lunch which consists off gems, which surprisingly enough. I can eat and so can Angel. I pulled out a ridiculously large ruby and began chewing the strawberry tasting gem while Angel nibbled on a green sapphire. Her face lit up in delight as she moaned at how wonderful the watermelon tasting sapphire was to her. I cracked a smile and looked around at my surroundings. This factory used to have a heyday. The atrium was roman themed. Old roman style pillars must have dominated the room, but were know on the ground in large pieces collecting dust. The ceiling was opened up like a dragon decided to use it as a chew toy. The various doors and walls looked like a war were fought in here. The old white tiles were utterly destroyed and all that was left in its place was grass and water that flowed through the complex like a miniature river. At the entrance stood a few ponies looking at us with their... weapons... drawn... "Oh shit." Silver walked away from the training room, sweaty and very happy. Having to beat those that think they are better than her to a pulp was more entertaining than putting one of her suitors. Though, with her desire set on her hard-to-get mistress Cinder. Her suitors have been feeling quite lonely as of late. The fun she had with them was fun and all, but too much sex would leave her rump sore and not very sensitive for the next round. Though, going cold turkey for a long while, especially since Cinder said that she was interested was driving her crazy. 'Oh, all the things that we could do! I wonder what secret things she can do with her delicate fingers. Just thinking about her ravaging me drives me up the wall!' Silver thought, biting her lips. Silver turned a familiar corner that leads to the surface. The soft smell of the forest landscape filled her senses as the light from the surface temporarily blinded her. The familiar sight of evergreen was something that she took for granted. She couldn't understand why Cinder or that demon Cinder called Angel, liked it that much. The scents were overwhelming! The flowers, the trees, the dirt and morning dew. All of it assaulted her snout causing her to sneeze. "Celestia dammit," she sniffled. Silver walked away from the mouth of the cave and followed the sweet scent of her mistress. The scent that was intoxicating to downright addictive which leads to the pony factory. Celestia stared at the two beings that sat on a broken desk, eating what it appears to be, gems. The one with white hair, wearing a simple brown tunic and slippers, froze in place, while the one with black hair, wearing black armor that resembled a wolflike design, slowly sat up and reached into its satchel, pulling out a long, rusty nail. Both of them were startled, but the one with black hair was preparing to attack. Her eyes, her azure eyes held courage and sadness. She (if it was a 'she') didn't want to fight, but was preparing none the less. Captain, Dread Step: a large, dark grey earth pony with a short, jet black mane, stepped forward with a mace in the hoof. The one with black hair notice the mace and began to slow its breathing. 'Strange, normally a being who sees a weapon usually panics. Unless...' Before Celestia could complete the thought. An arc of electricity erupted from the hand of the black haired one, enveloping the nail. She aimed it at the Captain who was starting to break from the formation. Before I could stop him, he took the initiative and charged the frightened mare. Within a fraction of a second. A sudden boom of thunder exploded in the room, followed by a strange light. The smell of sulfur, iron and burnt flesh assaulted Celestia's nose as she search for what happened. She saw the girl pull out another nail from her satchel and the white-haired one was right behind her. 'But where was...?' Her thought stopped as she stared at a black stallion, missing his head and part of his torso. His skin was singed and his head... was nailed to the wall behind her.
Chapter 10.View OnlineThe Singer of StormsChapter 10.Silver froze in awe and horror in the door frame of one of the very few halls of the old factory. It wasn't every day that she gets to see such a powerful sight; a challenge of might, will, and skill. Two figures battled in the main atrium of the factory. One of them she quite fond of, the other was one she loathed. She watched Cinder dodge rays of light that incinerated anything that it made contact with. While she sent flashes of azure in response. There were, at least, thirty bodies all around them. All of them missing a huge chunk of flesh that was nailed to a nearby wall. The wonderful smell of burnt flesh and cooked blood filled her nostrils along with a hint of sulfur. Cinder fired two more bolts of light at the white alicorn known as; Princess Celestia. Rage filled her eyes as she blocked a couple of bolts given to her at the speed of sound by Cinder. Both of them didn't give in to each other. Not yet at least. Cinder dodged to the best of her abilities, but it was a losing battle. Silver didn't know how long this has been going, but Cinder is at her last breath. She crouched to one knee breathing heavily. Sweat dripping from her brow from the strain of her overused abilities. The demon was hiding in the security room above the atrium. Celestia, with all her everlasting beauty, loomed over the girl like a scorching inferno. Her eyes burned with anger. Her horn glowed for one final strike. Silver didn't move to save her. She was too afraid to save her love, but she didn't need to. Behind Cinder was one final nail hovering behind her back. "You are a monster. You need to be held accountable for you crimes!" Celestia growled. "You murdered innocent ponies. So what say you. WHAT SAY YOU DEMON!" Cinder smirked. The nail was now hovering over the princesses horn ready to remove it from her head. Cinder used her remaining energy to heal her wounds. She stood up with a smile. Her ears didn't once wince in fear. Her tail wasn't fuzzed out like a scared pup. Her eyes burned with courage. She wasn't afraid. She sees something in the sun goddess that gives her the upper paw. She pulled out her waterskin from her side and took a swig. "I say. Checkmate." With a snap of her finger, the bolt hovering over Celestia's horn erupted like thunder. The light was blinding, but when Silvers vision cleared there she saw the impossible. Celestia was laying on the grown. Her horn missing. Cinder fell to one knee, and immediately started coughing up blood. Silver wanted to give her help, but she sensed the presence of the moon, storming closer and closer. Just as Angel was about to give her master help. Chains wrapped around Cinder. The moon presence was exploded into the room. Then, without notice stood a dark blue mare with a majestic light blue mane. Silver instantly recognized the mare. It was Luna. Just as quickly as she appeared. She vanished, taking Cinder and Angel with her to their deaths. Prison. Never thought I would see the day. Angel was crying her eyes out on my shoulder as we waited for our fate. It's not my fault that I was trying to defend myself from that tyrant and her overzealous guards. Frankly, for how distracted she was, I could have killed her. I held Angel close, even though she was a demon from hell. Brought to the surface to become my familiar. She needs someone to tell her everything was going to be fine, even if that was a lie. Luna stood outside the royal infirmary. Along with Twilight and her friends. The waited and waited for any sign that Celestia would ever use magic again. "Why? Why did this happen?" Twilight Sparkle whimpered. Luna felt utter sorrow for the young pupil. She didn't know what to say, nor how to comfort her. The pain that was brought was like a thorn bush seeping into the hearts of the nation. No one knew that their princess was suffering. Nor did they know that is she was to be revived. Then they would know the first execution in recent history. "No one knows sugar cube. I reckon that Luna here knows. Right princess?" Applejack asked. The others looked up to her for answers she didn't want to give. She didn't know what possessed the humanlike creature that currently resides in the dungeon. Nor could she understand why her sister of all things would attack someone that was clearly defending herself. If that weather nail that conducts electricity far greater that the rawest of conductive of metals were to be aimed a little lower from its original mark. Then she fears that Celestia would need a burial, not a surgery. "I-I do, but until I get my own answers. I will not tell anypony anything until it is the right time." "P-princess, not to be rude and all, but something like this needs to be answered!" Rainbowdash yelled. "Like seriously. What the hell cause Celestia to lose her horn?!" "You don't need to worry Miss Dash. Everything will be fine," spoke a warm new voice. Princess Celestia walked out of the hospital room with a hazel stallion with a dark brown mane. Nopony would think that she was injured. There was no scars, no indication that there was a wound of any kind. However, her eyes told a different story. Her kind gaze was forced. Only Luna could see what the other couldn't behind the mask, the was livid. She wanted to see the one who attacked her burn from the fires of her sun. Yet, she kept calm to address Twilight and her friends that everything was going to be fine, but the one in the dungeon isn't. "Princess!" the all gasped. Twilight jumped up and gave her mentor a hug. Luna saw the fire behind her mask quell a bit to the warmth of her worried student. There hug lasted a few brief seconds and they kept a comfortable distance. "What happened princess?" they asked. Her rage erupted back to full force, but she didn't let her ponies see it. "I was attacked during a simple search of an old, discontinued weather factory located on the south side of the Everfree. Thankful, the creature that somehow managed to get a lucky shot at me was quickly detained by reinforcements who came to my aid." "That's absolutely dreadful!" exclaimed Rarity. "I agree," chimed in Rainbowdash. "Whatever did this to you should be locked away in Tartarus!"
Chapter 11.View OnlineThe Singer of StormsChapter 11.Author's Note "Sup! This is my first Cross-thingy to the 'Displaced' world! Check out Piece bots story, ( http://www.fimfiction.net/story/292387/portals-portals-everywhere ) for Josephs side of the things and as to 'why' he is here." *Looks at notes.* "No spoilers on my end, but, I should warn you that there may be some minor spoilers for Joe-Joes story as he may or may not be at that point yet." *Drinks Coffee.* "So yeah! Enjoy or whatever. Plot will be influenced somewhat. But main plot will return next time!" Sorry I got your name wrong bot --- Love: Winter Solstice. Chapter 11. A black portal rimmed with white appeared on one of the cell walls. It rippled for a second before a man in an orange jumpsuit with brown, green and gray hair fell out of it and onto the floor, groaning as he made an impact. “That’s gonna leave a mark,” he groaned in a thick Australian accent. He got his legs under him and stood, not noticing the portal fizzle out behind him as he looked around the cell. “A cell, really? This is what I wanted to get away from!” he stopped his griping when he saw the other two occupants. “Um, hi. What are your names?” he asked them, his green and yellow eyes flashing for a second before walking backward's until he hit a wall and nearly dropped his portal gun. The two occupants blinked at the sudden intrusion of their new, orange guest. Both were slightly hesitant to answer as the albino, clad in a simple green tunic, hid behind the more armored of the two. The one in armor noticed the guy in the orange jumpsuit nearly dropped his strange device. To her, it was very familiar. It looked almost looked like a... "Is that a portal gun?!" she gasped. "Holy shit man, I want one!" The man flailed at the outburst, dropping his gun and blinking at her for a bit before responding. “I don’t think you can get one unless there’s an Aperture building here, Sheila,” he said, placing a hand over his heart in an effort to calm down. “You still haven’t told me your names, though.” "Damn it," the girl in armor sighed. She wondered if there was an Aperture Science Lab in Equestria, but knowing she is on death row. Looking for one might no longer be an option. The guy in the orange suit dropped the portal gun, making it land in front of the girls feel. She picked it up with a strained effort, but it wasn't as heavy as her armor—and handed back to him. "The name is Cinder by the way. And my friend in the corner over there is Angel,” she pointed to the shaking albino. Cinder sat back down on her wooden cot, giving her companion some security. “I told you our name’s. So what’s yours?” “Joseph, nice to meet you too,” Joseph replied, taking back his gun and sliding down the wall until he met the floor. “Why are two lovely sheilas in a cell? I thought you would have been out and about in Equestria,” he asked them, watching them with interest. "Well, hehe," Cinder rubbed her neck. Angel froze in horror at his question. "I kinda, almost, killed Celestia by destroying her horn with a railgun blast in an abandon weather factory." It wasn't her fault really. She was just defending herself and her friend from some overzealous guards while they were having lunch from a long day of exploring, and she may have gone a bit overboard with her electrically charged nails just a bit. Joseph’s eyes bugged out at the crime before laughing. “I’m sorry. An alternate personality went a bit further than you and actually killed someone,” he said with a smile before resting his head against the wall. “You broke the horn of one of Equestria’s princesses huh?” he asked with a chuckle and ran a hand over his face as he looked at the wall opposite of the cell and then the one behind Cinder and Angel. "Yeah...and killed fifty of her most elite guards. Well, at least, that was a lot easier than escaping from Tartarus with an army of wyvern's hunting you down." Angel, shuddered at the mention of the flying, fire-breathing rats when Cinder fell, quite literally, into hell. "But I think Celestia will be fine. Moonbutt was the one that captured us while I wasn't looking. So it’s safe to say she will get her horn fixed in no time." “Escaping from an army of wyverns is harder than killing most of Celestia’s elite?” Joseph asked in surprise. “But, I doubt a horn can be fixed like that,” he snapped his fingers to demonstrate. “If anything, it would probably take a few months, at least, to even make a start on it. But I’m just shooting in the dark here.” Joseph shrugged and gestured to outside the cell. “As much as I hate doing this, Jack wants me to. You want me to get you out?” he asked them, his eyes flashing green before returning to their usual green and yellow. "Oh what a gentleman~" Cinder cooed sarcastically. "That would be nice, but we would need to go back to the scene of the crime where I can get to my safe heaven and some grub that isn't white paste." Angel nodded in agreement. Cinder’s ears quickly swiveled at the faint sound of hooves clopping off in the distance. Signaling her pending doom. "And we should do it before the guard shows up for my trial and execution," Cinder said with urgency. “I don’t think … nope. No window. We’re going to have to be quick and both of you will have to do what I say until we’re out of here, okay?” Joseph asked, firing a blue portal behind the girls and got poised to shoot an orange portal on the wall outside the cell. “Also, we may have to run past those guards quickly so be prepared for amazingly quick sliding.” "Alrighty then. Lead on annoying orange. Angel, get your wings out, we may need them," Cinder asked. Angel nodded with new found confidence and let go her disguise in front of Joseph, revealing to him her demonic wings, goat horns, and tail. Cinder, in turn, let arches of lightning wrap around her limbs for added speed. A little trick she learned while running away from a very horny fox. “Let’s go then,” Joseph said, raising an eyebrow and feeling more than a little shocked at Angel’s appearance. He fired an orange portal on the wall, went behind the girls and slipped out the blue portal. He waved to them and looked down the hall to find a couple of guards walking. Grinning to himself, he aimed and fired a stream of orange gel on the floor. “We gotta get out of here, right?” he asked them before taking off down the gel path he created. Cinder and Angel followed suit right behind the orange slip-and-slider with wolfish smiles. Angel jumped up into the air, careful not to let her wings hit the walls while Cinder bolted down the hall like a bullet, passing Joseph and down the right hall where she could feel a cool breeze that told her was the way outside. Angel followed right behind Cinder, also passing by the annoying orange that Cinder had called him. Joseph painted the hallway in front of him and to the right as he sped along, slowly getting faster as he tried to catch up to the two of them. Seeing stairs ahead of him, he put some blue gel on the floor just before he reached them and felt himself soar past the flight of stairs, passing by Cinder and Angel on his way up. Cinder shrugged at the flying orange, knowing he just past the door that would lead them to the back end of the prison. She stopped at the heavily armored door with Angel while Joseph regrouped from his small flying lesson. Cinder examined the door which she could feel that it would lead outside and charged her lightning and directed it at the door. She smirked at Joseph as she lifted her arm up and with a snap of her fingers—the door flew off of its hinges, revealing the night sky and a very, misused gallows that would have been used on her and Angel. "Ladies first," Cinder motion out the door. “Age before beauty?” Joseph asked with an uncertain smile as he motioned out the door as well. He looked out the door and his eyes nearly popped out at the view of the gallows. “Were they going to hang the both of you?” he asked quietly, his smile dropping as he walked out and looked at the gallows closer. "I attacked Celestia and killed her guards, not to mention Luna saw Angel in her demon form. Which is bad m'kay since Angel is an escaped demon from Tartarus.She is also my familiar. So...What do you think?" “Sorry. I didn’t think the death penalty still applied.” Joseph said and turned to see them still in the doorway. He looked beyond the gallows and found the castle wall just beyond it. “We’re going to have to get over that,” he stated and walked up to the wall before placing a large patch of blue gel on the ground. “You think you can bounce up and over the wall?” Cinder smirked again and walked with Angel towards the wall. "You can jump while I have an Angel, to carry me," she hip-bumped the blushing demon close to her side. "THE PRISONERS HAVE ESCAPED!" shouted a familiar guard she remembered giving her and Angel their paste-like dinner. "Let's go, Angel," Cinder barked. Angel wrapped around her backside with a smile of content as the scent of her master permeate her senses. With a hefty flap of her wings, they were over the wall, leaving the orange behind to an army of golden guards exiting the door that they escaped from. “Oh come on! That’s not fair!” Joseph shouted up at her. He looked behind and dodged a spear as he ran to the gel and felt himself soar through the air and over the wall. He landed on the other side and watched Cinder and Angel fly off just ahead of him. Growling to himself, he ran and laid a stream of orange gel ahead of him in an effort to catch up. "Angel, fly us towards the waterfall. If I remember what Silver had said. There should be a tunnel that leads to Ponyville hidden behind it," Cinder asked politely as she looked back at Joseph, who was struggling to keep up with his orange jizz gun that orgasmed the strange speed gel towards the cliff. She wondered if she should tell him about it, but decided it would be a lot funnier not to. Joseph watched Angel and Cinder fly towards some cliffs up ahead. He tried to make himself go faster but this was as fast as he was going to get. In the distance, there was a waterfall and noticed the two girls go right through it. Getting a determined look, he memorized where they went through, placed some blue gel in front of him, a blue portal whizzed up to the waterfall and without waiting for it to hit something, he hit the blue patch, jumped up and placed an orange portal beneath him just before he hit the ground. He went through and crashed into a wall, fizzling out the portals at the same time. Cinder and Angel take a breather inside the moist cave for a moment to catch their breath. They figured with Joseph's help, they can get back to the den without having to worry about the guard getting to close. After all, he can make portals like they were going out of style. 'Speaking of style, where is the guy without it?' Cinder thought. Just as she was about to think about how much time it would take for them to traverse the cave system. A blue portal opened up, followed by a blur of tacky orange crashing into the wall with a loud. *thump!* "Oh, there he is," Cinder chuckled. “There who is? I think I broke my nose.” Joseph said nasally, covering his nose with a hand and looking at them pointedly. He then looked at the tunnel and sighed. “How far do we have to travel, Sheilas?” he asked, hoisting his gun onto his shoulder and trying to gauge how big the tunnel system was. "Not that far Mr. Wheatly. With your orange jizz-cannon. We could make it to Ponyville in about an hour," Cinder said while pulling Joseph, the nosebleed up. Once they were back on their feet and Angels disguise back on. Cinder lead the trio down the cave to where Silver had showed her. It was a simple cave system that was used by three packs to get to the crystal caverns below the city. Though, as much as Cinder would love to eat a strawberry-ruby right now. Making sure her mentally unstable foxy-diamond dog didn't send an army to rescue was her top priority. The would be bad m'kay. “The portal gun is not an orange jizz-cannon! It’s a portal shooter with gel.” Joseph protested, looking at her intently. He then registered what else she said and groaned. “Not Ponyville, I just got away from there back home.” "Meh, don't worry a thing my little Wheatley core. We will be popping out by an abandon diamond dog den in the outskirts. So you don't have to worry about re-meeting the locals," Cinder yawned. All this running and traveling wasn't good for her sleep cycle. Angel shared her tiredness, but, like her, she tried not to show it if she could help it. Cinder led the trio for a few minutes down several small caves that branched out to the other three packs and chose the one the were looking for. Thank god that the gems in the cave were bright, otherwise. They might have gotten lost and found themselves in the crystal caverns. Not sure if Joseph would survive on gems if he could eat them. Shrugging the question off she yanked a sapphire out of the walls and began to eat it. 'Hmm, tastes like electric-blueberry,' she thought. "So, Mister Freeman. Can you please ejaculate your orangeness down the hall? It would make this easier." “What did I- ugh.” Joseph groaned, knowing that there was no use in getting her to call it what it was. He poked his tongue out at her then took careful aim. Joseph moved to the side and fired, a stream of orange gel plastering the tunnel floor. “You eat gems?” he asked when he finished painting, quirking a brow at the choice of food. "Yeah. Funny thing about that. The voice in my head said that I have some diamond dog traits aside from the ears and tail. Their diet is one of them, same with strength, but not their claws, unfortunately. Anyway," Cinder smirked as she backed up to get a running start. "Allons-y!" Cinder cheered as she went flying down the hall, leaving her companions behind. “She has what? Diamond Dog traits? That would explain the ears, tail, and eating habits but definitely doesn’t explain the lightning.” Joseph muttered before walking to the end of the cave. He eyed the orange track and took off, getting a faster speed than normal because he landed on it while running. “You should really try this instead of flying, Angel!” he called out to the Cinder’s friend as he took off after Cinder. "O-okay!" Angel called back as she too gained a running start and joined them, but the second her two feet made contact with the gel. She slipped and began traveling close to the speed of sound on her face. "Crapcrapcrapcrapcrap! HOW DO YOU STOP THIS FUCKING THING!?" Cinder screamed as the end of the line was coming far faster than she would like. To her great displeasure, she couldn't react™ in time. If it wasn't for her armor, the cave wall would have turned her into a big red stain that not even Kool-Aid guy would like. With a loud, *THUMP!* a crater was made in the perfect shape of a familiar wolf Neko. Groaning from the pain of sudden impact. Cinder was thankful that cartoon physics applied to her current situation. She could hear the others close in, but due to her being embedded into the wall. She had the strangest feeling that one of them would join her... Most likely Angel. Joseph’s ears rang from Cinder’s screaming and barely heard a crash from the end of the path. After watching the dust settle down, he found Cinder embedded into the wall. Dropping his head with a sigh, he painted the floor to the left and followed that path for a bit until he stumbled onto solid ground. “This is why you let the one with the gun go first. You should have known this.” Joseph told Cinder and being careful not to step on the gel, walked back to the turn-off, looked back down the path and watched with a stunned expression as Angel slid down the path on her face. "Yeah whatevs," Cinder she sighed an unconcerned reply. Just as she thought that Joseph was going to help. She saw Angel sliding towards her on her face. Too stunned to move from the impending doom. Angel, made contact with the normal ground, and with her speed. The sudden stop causing her to fly into the air, do four flips and land on Cinder in just the right way that their lips were locked in place. It was at that moment that no amount of Brain Bleach™ could clean Cinder’s innocence. Joseph’s mouth fell open when he watched Angel somersault and land on Cinder, the both of them unintentionally kissing. Shaking his head to get his mind out of the gutter, he walked over to them, put down his portal gun and grabbed Angel around the stomach to help get her off of Cinder. He had the sneaking suspicion that this was a first for Cinder. Free from the sexy demon and the wall. Cinder saw Angel was frozen, also probably broken. "You okay Angel?" Cinder asked while waving her hand in front of her eyes. No reply. 'Oh, well. At least, it was her and not Silver that stole my first kiss.' Cinder thought happily. Shaking her head from how tasty her familiars lips were, she took her mind off the situation and lead the trio down the cave that would lead them to the surface. Making sure to drag Angel with them. The trio silently found the way to the surface and was greeted by the rising sun to the east. Cinder made a note at how perfectly it looked like Celestia's sun. She could tell as Luna's was a lot dimmer and didn't assault you eyes when you woke up. “Well, at least, Celestia can still use magic. Guess her horn was fine after all,” Cinder commented as they watch the sunrise. “That’s a good thing,” Joseph said, shading his eyes from the sun as he watched rise for a few seconds. He turned to Angel and waved a hand in front of her face to see if she was still functioning. “I think that trip down orange lane broke the poor, Sheila. Where’s this den you talked about? Just outside of Ponyville?” he asked, looking at Cinder as he helped Angel by keeping a gentle grip on her shoulder. "She'll be fine once she realizes that Silver might kill her when she finds out that her 'ultimate fantasy' was tainted by succubus lips~. As for how far my den is. It is at the southern end of the Everfree. Should take us about thirty minutes if you can place a portal near the train station so we can jump aboard on the morning frigate to Appleloosa. Also, I have been meaning to ask. Where the hell did you come from?" Cinder yawned with a cat-like stretch that must have looked a bit morbid to the poor Mr. Freeman's eyes. “I can do that,” Joseph said, remembering roughly where the station was, he aimed and shot a blue portal, hoping it would land on the station wall. “I came from a mystical place known as a portal. Seriously, though, I came from another Equestria, sheila,” he replied to her question and placed a portal on the ground next to them. He peeked in and found to his delight that the other portal managed to be shot onto a wall inside a carriage. “We got a ride in a carriage. Neat. Wait. You don’t know what you are, do you?” "Huh, so the omniverse theory is true then," Cinder beamed that her one of her hobbies of nerdy delight was coming back to satisfy her girly desires. "And as for the latter. One day I was walking from the store with a pile of junk loot. Then while I was walking back home, I was struck by strange looking lightning," Cinder frowned at the last bit which since Angel didn't like it when she frowned. She bounced out of her statue mode and gave a wolf Neko a very enthusiastic hug. The hug didn't last though as the train carriage in the portal looked like it was about to move. "Welp, that’s our cue. Let's go Mr. Wheatley." “Yes, yes, fine.” Joseph waved a hand at her and jumped in. He landed on his feet even though the portal was on the wall. He sat on one of the crates in the carriage and watched Cinder and Angel tumble out onto the carriage floor. He laughed at their positioning and got down to help them up. “Glad to see you made it. When you got hit by lightning, you ended up in this Equestria, right?” he asked, casually continuing the conversation. Cinder sat upright with Angel. Both of them felt the train began to move. Cinder knew that it would take thirty minutes to get to Appleloosa. They would need to jump off before they arrive. "Yeah. At first, when I woke up. I thought I was in a coma or something. Having my gender changed and becoming my waifu preference, I thought, was all a dream. I thought it was so fake that I managed to create a typhoon just by singing! Which, was followed by me getting shocked by even more lightning that also knocked me out cold.” Cinder paused for a moment to recall all her recent life changing events. “When I woke up. I was naked. Probably because my clothes were destroyed, or stolen. Thought I was going to be dissected by technicolor ponies and ran for it. Found temporary shelter, met a tsundere and got this cool armor by a voice in my head which also gave me the power to control all aspects of weather. And I'm rambling. Why are you here exactly? Did the voice sent you or something?" Cinder asked back. Joseph blinked as he tried to process the information. His face screwed up as he thought of the different things that happened to her and supposed it made sense. “You were a guy before coming here but you were a girl when you arrived. You can create typhoons, lightning and control the weather. You got armor by a voice in your head and you’ve met your very own tsundere. Well, ain’t that a kick in the teeth. I’m here because I got no clue. I was running for my life when I went through my Void portal. Besides, your explanation has you pegged as a Displaced, which is what I am as well,” he told her as he sat down next to Angel. "Displaced huh? Well, ain't that nice. By the way. Having your gender changed really messes with your personality. Then again. Having to run for your life to the point that you have to travel through dimensions must really suck. So, do you think I can travel the multiverse too or is that something only you can do?" Cinder continued the conversation. “I bet it would mess with your personality. Yes, traveling through different dimensions does suck but I’m hoping that by going through dimensions, time will skip so much that they forgot what I did. You see, the various Equestria's in the multiverse take place at different times and so they advance differently. For example. A day here could mean about an hour back home, or even an hour here could mean a month. I have no way of knowing that unless I go back home. I honestly don’t know if you can travel through the multiverse, it depends on what kind of power you have. I’m not the only one that can travel around the multiverse under my own power, there are plenty of others. I just happen to do it in an unusual way.” Joseph explained. “There are ways around it, though,” he added, taking a breath as he finished talking. "I... See... Well, in any case, unless you're comfortable enough to give me your story as to 'why' you are on the run. I won't push." Cinder smiled warmly. "If it makes you feel better, you can stay at my place for a while. I know the voice in my head would probably tell me that I can travel between dimensions once I pass one of his/her tests. If I can't. Oh well, no going to the Fallout 4 version of Equestria for me. Besides. With you around. Silver might stop trying to get into my black lingerie~" Cinder winked at Joseph with half-laden eyes. Angel, was not happy about that and made it clear by glaring pure death at the bipedal orange if he were to try anything unwanted towards her master. “Heh. Thanks.” Joseph smiled back but that gave way to a blush at Cinder’s look. He saw Angel glaring at him and nervously laughed. “I’m not going to do anything to her, Angel, I swear. With the reason why I’m running, though, I’ll probably tell you before I leave if I’m comfortable with it,” he sighed and buried his face in his hands. "Good, but go against your word. I'll rip you dick off and force it down your throat. Rock. Hard," Angel hissed before turning back into her usual shy self. "Okay, then," Cinder looked at her companion, slightly afraid what she would do to the poor Wheatly-core. Then again, she was certainly a lesbo. So nothing was going to happen anyway. "Well, in any case. I probably wouldn't care about your past all that much. Although, I am certain that my Celestia would, so let's make sure we stay far away from her as possible and if... hey look that's our stop!" Cinder jumped up, Angel too. Joseph could only nod at Angel, his eyes widened in fear and lifted his head when Cinder jumped up. He stood up as well and stretched. “I’m not sure how Celestia will take to another human here, especially since you broke her horn. We gotta jump do we?” "She'll probably kill you. I'm not so sure about yours, though. Mine still prefers the death penalty over 'life in prison.' And yes, we jump." Cinder yawned once more before she jumped out of the car while Angel followed behind but with her wings out. Joseph hesitated for a second before following suit and jumping out. He landed in a crouch and looked over to Cinder and Angel. “I’m not so sure about mine either. Where are we? I’ve never been to this part of Equestria back home.” Joseph asked when he caught up with them. Cinder looked around, happy to see the familiar green lands that morph seamlessly into the desert. She watched where the train came from over the gorge. Where the tracks moved with the land almost like a painter had its way with the design of the railways. The train was heading south to either Dodge Junction or Appleloosa. Either way, she was close to the abandon weather factory that must have been responsible for the southern weather crap. Why it was left behind was beyond her current understanding. She stretched her back for a moment while watching Joseph enjoy the view. He will definitely get raped where they were going. Then again, if Silver's exotic fantasy was any indication. He probably will get killed by snu-snu from the other, jealous females of her adoptive pack. “I’m not so sure about mine either. Where are we? I’ve never been to this part of Equestria back home.” Joseph said. Cinder smirked at how to dump his orange jumpsuit is. Then again, with his style. Orange was the new black over in his Equestria. "Well, we are about a mile away from home," Cinder pointed to the forest. "So let's not waste any more time." “The view’s nice, but, at least, the den isn’t in the desert,” Joseph mumbled, blinking at the forest and walking towards it. “You mentioned someone named Silver before. Who’s that, Sheila?” he asked, holding his portal gun loosely by his side. "Oh, she is just my pack's alpha. She is insanely horny, lesbian queen and can easily take on a small army by herself. Also, she looks like a furry rather than a diamond dog, so try not to loose your eyes when you see her legs. They are as fine as goddess Athena herself," Cinder said while disappearing into the underbrush with Angel by her side. “Ookay then…” Joseph said unsurely, following them both into the forest. He tried to get his mind out of the gutter while following but it didn’t really work out. He didn’t have anywhere else to look so how could he not stare at Cinder? “First Equestria I stumble across and it has to be one with a sexy Neko wolf …” he muttered to himself, running a hand down his face. The trio walked through the forest in silence for a while. Cinder heard Joseph mutter something that sounded like sarcasm, but she shrugged it off for now. Once they found the factory in all its decayed glory. Cinder picked up a familiar scent. This scent held malice, pain, and vengeance. It grew stronger the closer they got to the doors of the forgotten building that once made weather for the nearby locals. That is until Cloudsdale came into the picture. Cinder shrugged it off for now and focused in on the scent that was emanating from the factory like a changeling orgy took place an hour prior to their arrival. As they passed through a hole in the wall. Cinder's senses went into overdrive. The stench of death permeated throughout the main atrium barely lit up by the sun's morning glow. She grabbed a piece of lightning metal that was laying on the ground and charged it in case she would need it. "Stay close. We are not alone," Cinder growled. Joseph covered his nose at the death stench and could only nod as his eyes flashed green. He picked up a rock from the rubble and casually threw it up and down in his left hand as his right was still holding his portal gun. “Who’s here?” he asked quietly. "Me. Silver of the Silver Fangs and you are...tres…pass..." Silver growled until she set her sights on a familiar form. Cinder and Silver stared at each other for a moment before the diamond dog bolted from her position like a running bull and tackled Cinder onto the ground, her tail wagging like she drank a gallon of Red Bull. Angel watched in horror as her master was having a, very tongue involved, reunion. Angel noticed that her master was trying her best not to give in to the filthy mutt's lustrous advances, but alas. The second her eyes closed and her arms wrapped around the diamond dog., she was lost to the poison of that mutt. Joseph dropped the rock and his mouth fell open as he watched. He then realized what he was doing, closed his eyes and mouth, walked over to the nearby wall and started banging his head against it. When he stopped after feeling a bit of blood trickle out, he rested his forehead against the wall and grumbled something about this Equestria being a lot more different than anticipated. Cinder, finally back to her senses after feeling a long, tasty, thing deep throat her with affectionate vigor, broke away for some air. "WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU!?" Cinder screamed while backing away to a nearby wall. Cinder’s molester gave her a pouty face. "Just welcoming back the love of my life. And I see you brought a trophy with you, but he's male," Silver spat at the last word. "Well, you’re still at first base, so no more tongue throat fucking!" Cinder replied as she tried to wipe off the residue from their reunion. "But you like my tongue," Silver stuck it out at full length for everyone to see while crawling slowly to Cinder with lust filled eyes. Cinder, watching the twelve-inch monstrosity move back and forth. She felt both excited and fearful of what that thing could do. 'No! Bad Cinder. Still in trouble. Naughty thoughts later,' Cinder thought, shaking her head. Cinder got up before she could be pinned against the wall, and stood beside the head banging male version of Chell. “I don’t even … just ... “ Joseph mumbled as he saw the length of Silver’s tongue out the corner of his eye. He heard what she said about him being a trophy but didn’t really think anything of it. “How do you put up with her?” he hissed at Cinder when he noticed her standing beside him. "With a titanium chastity belt and the key thrown away in hell," Cinder said warily, still staring at the pink snake that came from the muzzle of the reddish orange foxy she-demon. “A chastity belt? You’re actually wearing one?” Joseph half-whispered in disbelief, his arms dangling by his sides and his head resting against the wall. He turned and leaned his back against it, a mixture of shock, terror and nervousness overcoming his face as he stared at the long tongue coming out of Silver’s mouth. “That’s … heh. Very … long,” he said weakly, nervous and awkward laughter spilling out of him. "I wish I could wear one if it could prevent diamond dog claws from ripping it apart like paper," Cinder sighed solemnly. "And can you put that thing away! You're scaring the poor boy!" Cinder ordered. Silver complied with a huff of annoyance.Her tongue recoiled like a spring, pulling the monster back from whence it came. "It's okay," Cinder cooed, petting the nervous wreck that was her somewhat hero, even though she was going to break out on her own anyway. Joseph just made it easier. "The xenomorph has put away her mini mouth. She won't eat you. I promise. Oh! By the way, what the hell were you going to do with that rock that you picked up on the way in?" “Chuck it at her,” Joseph replied simply, letting out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding. He closed his eyes and banged the back of his head against the wall. “I didn’t think the sheila was going to eat me. It was just weird to look at,” he added, involuntarily shuddering at the thought of it. "Riiiight. Anywho. That's enough smut. I'm hungry for real food." And with that revelation, Discord, the god of chaos left a note hidden inside Cinders bra. Little did the little wolf Neko and her friends know, the note contained a spell that would activate once she uses her lightning magic, giving her a similar tongue to the diamond dog. While Angel gets a new sensitivity and Silver her favorite chest cushions. With a snap of his fingers, the plan was set in motion, just as the quartet entered the Silver Fang den for much-needed rest. “Let me demonstrate then.” Joseph sighed as he picked up a rock on their way to the den. He chucked it up and down in his left hand and slowly made the motions go faster and faster. By the time they got to the den, his eyes flashed green and he threw it at the wall in front of them. The rock hit and burrowed into it, creating a small tunnel that poked through to the other side. “That’s would have happened if Silver didn’t pounce on you,” he said tiredly. "R-remind me not to get on your bad side," Cinder gawked at the hole with Silver and Angel, "but I can do better. Hey, Silver. When was the last time this place had a decent storm?" Silver shook herself from the shock of the male showing his godlike strength to them. Realizing the question that her beloved was asking, she thought back several weeks ago when only a small dribble of rainfall blanketed the land. She knew they were in need for rain, but she can't help but wonder what her beloved means by, 'I can do better.' How can Cinder show more power than what the male has shown them? Out of her daze to see what her beloved could do, she smiles. "A few weeks my love. Why?" Cinder smiles evilly at the confused Joseph and lets her raw lightning flow out of her while she hums her own rendition of, the Song of Storms. “If you’re thinking I have super strength, I don’t. It’s kinetic energy that I built up that did that.” Joseph explained and rubbed his eyes. He smiled though at their expressions and focused his attention on Cinder when she began to hum a familiar tune. “Is that the Song of Storms!?” he asked in surprise and immediately looked around to see where the storm was at. "Is that the Song of Storms!?” Joseph shouted in surprise, but Cinder didn't care. Just as her tune reached its final crescendo. She lifted her hands to the sky and released all her raw lightning into the air. The effect was instantaneous. A pitch black thunderhead erupted to life, covering miles upon miles of land. Cinder could feel it all after that. She could feel the storm reaching as far as Canterlot as tornados hit the city like a giant to a sand castle. She could feel the thousands of lightning strikes ravage Las Pegasus. And the typhoons that will hit them in a few minutes. Her song done. She gave her compatriots a sly smile as a lake of a downpour hit them in full force. "I loooove doing that," Cinder giggled with her best Castro accent. “Th-th-th-th … what.” Joseph stammered, gaping in awe at the storm. His measly rock throw had nothing when compared to the storm Cinder had created. He blinked and tried to snap out of it but he couldn’t stop staring at how simply massive it was. "I think you broke him," Silver chuckled before she felt something on her chest wasn't right. Silver looked down and saw two round lumps on her chest. 'Strange, they look like what Cinder has, but why are mine smaller than hers?' Silver though before checking to see if her other pup feeders were missing. Turns out, they are. 'At least, they have fur,' she finished her thought. "What eve... Oh dear god no!" Cinder exclaimed pointing to Silver's' chest. Before she could let Silver figure out her new found power over her, she grabbed Mr. Wheatley and Angel and ran into the den to get out of the rain and away from the lusty furry wolf maid. “Why are we running?” Joseph asked as he ran beside Cinder, shaking his head to get rid of the water as soon as they were undercover. He quickly glanced back to Silver out of confusion but it soon cleared as he realized what she was running from. “Nevermind, let’s just see if we can hide from her!” Joseph exclaimed as he turned back around and managed to keep pace with Cinder and Angel. The trio again found themselves in the lowest regions of the den after running from an overexcited diamond dog with magical mounds. Cinder made a stop to grab rations and the three waited in a hall where Cinder knew not even the sex grazed Silver would go, the Hall to Hell. Cinder, Angel, and Joseph ate quietly in the temporary safety from the she-demon that wanted Cinder to show her what those mounds were for. Cinder shuddered at the thought while she nibbled on a ruby. 'Then again. I wouldn't mind playing with those... No! Bad brain!' Cinder smacked herself upside the head against the cave wall. "Is heat really that bad for you?" Angel asked quite worried. Then again. Feeling everything that her master feels is also a blessing to her. She can feel Cinders lust starting to take hold of her master. It was only a matter of time until she can embrace those wonderful lips again, but when did she gain such an ability? Joseph sighed in relief at having to not run from Silver, even if it was a short rest. He took a bite and looked down the hall, wondering why the crazed wolf hadn’t found them yet. He was cut off from his musings thoughts when Angel mentioned something that made his skin crawl. “Cinder’s in heat?” he asked Angel softly. Cinders ears perked up at Joseph's mentioning of her being in heat. 'No, it can't be! I will not be Silver 2.0!' Cinder mentally pleaded. "Nonononononononononononononononononono!" Cinder cried in fear. "How can I be in heat?! That can't be, right? Right!" Cinder begged. "Um, master, you are in heat. Or at least, the beginning stages of it. I can smell the love scent emanating from you and I think most of the males can too." "That's...Fuck me...wait, don't do that. Just. damn it," Cinder groaned before she realized that if she was in heat, then Silver will find her and... "Mother of Satan's grandma!" Cinder shouted. She saw the green glow coming from down the hall. 'Well, hell sounds nice this time of year. Better than Silver in heat.' Cinder began to walk to the gate, causing Angel gasp in surprise. "Master, where are you going?!" Cinder looked back for a second with an insane smile. "Hell sounds nice this time of year, and I need a vacation." “Hell? You have a hole to hell in your backyard?” Joseph asked in surprise as he stood up. He looked at Angel in a surprised way. “Please tell me she isn’t going to hell just because she’s in heat!” he asked in an almost pleading fashion. "Diamond dogs dig deep! Make Mine of Moria looks like sandcastle!" Cinder said as she approached the glowing green cave. Angel looked a Joseph for a second after he made a worrisome comment, but knowing Cinder. She wasn't going to hang around to hear the alternative. "I am afraid so. Don't worry. The gate opened near where I used to live. Just be careful. It's a long fall," Angel sighed. She caught up to her master at the lip of the green gave just as a familiar scent entered the area. The scent that screamed. 'I WANT BABIES!' It can only be Silver’s. Joseph sniffed something and turned on the spot to find Silver at the entrance to the hall. “Oh hell,” he muttered and turned tail at seeing the insane look in her eyes. “Gotta go!” He shouted as he jumped down the hole before Cinder and Angel had a chance to react. After falling for a while, he watched the ground speed up to him. How he managed to avoid the various creatures flying he’ll never know because as soon as the ground met him, he crouched and heard the familiar hiss of his boots decompressing as they absorbed the shock of his fall. Cinder and Angel slightly dazed that their hesitant friend just jumped into Tartarus without a second thought. Then they looked back down the hall, where satan's daughter was licking her lips, her eyes pinpricks of insanity and a strange liquid dripping from her groin. "Nope!" Cinder shuddered as she dived into the hole with Angel close behind. Several minutes of falling later. Cinder and Angel landed beside Joseph who was sitting on the snout of a crushed skull of a five story tall necro dragoon. Little did he know, that's where they will be staying while heat passes. Cinder yawned and walked through a makeshift door, not giving a damn of the flying monstrosities close by and plopped down on a skin bed without a care that it must have come from something horrifying. “Glad you could finally join me. I didn’t think a sex-crazed wolf would make me go to Hell but here I am. This where you used to live, Angel?” Joseph asked a bored look on his face as he rested it in the palm while his elbow rested on a knee. “Thought it would have been more … decrepit.” "This is my home or used to be. We are just on the outskirts of the Pit. That's where the Titans reside. It's the only place in Tartarus were demon kings can live without being tormented in either, the Soul Well or Dante's inferno. However, very few demons are allowed in Hades garden. Sadly, I'm not one of them," Angel sighed as she joined Cinder in her old home, leaving Joseph to meddle in his own thoughts. Joseph looked up at the monsters that were flying and zipping around for a while and wondered what they were like. Standing up and stretching, he looked inside Angel’s old home, shrugged and walked in. “We got to stay here until Cinder’s heat wears off or until Silver stops being a sex-crazed lunatic?” he asked the girls as he sat on the floor, cross-legged. Angel was sitting beside a sleeping Cinder, tired from creating that giant storm. She was drained of all energy and was going to be sore when she wakes up later. That is. If she doesn't try to destroy anything to 'mate' with. Angel turned towards Joseph wondering how he would react to Cinder once she wakes up. "Since this is Cinders first heat. It should only last a day or two. So, most likely Silvers. That is, unless, Hades doesn't decide to see what fell through the sun again." “She probably won’t know how to control how to control her heat then.” Joseph said and looked over to Cinder nervously. “This’ll be one weird wake-up call for her. What do you mean, ‘fell through the sun again’?” he asked, resting his chin on both fists as he kept an eye and Cinder and Angel. "That would be my question exactly," said a croaky godfather sounding woman. To Angel’s surprise. There in her doorway stood women with deathly pale skin with flaming azure hair and eyes. She wore an all black suit with a black rose in her breast pocket. In one hand held a smoking Cuban cigar, in the other hand was a scythe made out of the bones of Grogar, the legendary Necromancer. "Well, I don't have all eternity to stare at some hot ass now do I?" she said taking a long puff of her cigar before filling the room with its dastardly smoke. Joseph turned his head, blinked at her blankly for a few seconds, registered what she looked like and who she potentially was, then scooted backward's until his back hit the bed Cinder was on. “Um … hi. Who are you, Sheila?” he asked with a nervous smile. "I'm the godfather of the wonderful piece of heaven," she snarked, as she pulled out a business card that said; (Hades. Ruler of the Underworld™) in big blue letters. "So, now that you know who I am. Let me make you an offer you can't refuse," Hades said in a perfect, Italian accent. “What kind of offer would that be?” Joseph asked, speaking perfect Italian as well. He didn’t really like the look of this goddess but he didn’t really want to piss off the lord of the Underworld, now did he? "Che gentiluomo. Dovrei dare una festa! [What a gentleman. I should throw a party!]" Hades smirked at Joseph, "Well, since I'm bored and haven't had any new company in a while. I figured I'll invite you to my place for some scotch and margaritas. Maybe a game or two. Or to feed you to my puppy Cerberus. I don't know really. It's not really what I want, it's really what you want?" “I’m not really sure about that…” Joseph said slowly and pointed to Cinder on the bed. “I should really help take care of her when she wakes up,” he said and then facepalmed at what he said. “This is going so well…” he muttered to himself. Hades looked at the sleeping women in dragon armor on the Nuckelavee skin with a raised eyebrow. "I'm pretty sure she's lesbo Joe-Joe. I would be worried about the succubus beside her than the half-breed in heat. Well, since watching you being uncomfortable about it. I'll be nice and cure her for now, but next time. It will be twice as powerful. So, I would stay away from her when that happens." With a snap of her fingers, a soft pink glow enveloped Cinder for a split second. "Now that that's done. What's your game? Poker? Or Russian roulette?" “Oh great. Good luck with that, Cinder,” Joseph said to himself, watching Cinder be cured of her heat and looking to Angel. “I’m pretty sure this one is a lesbian too. Far as I know, she hasn’t made a move on me and I don’t want her to either. With the games, I’d prefer … Russian Roulette!?” he asked in surprise at that game being one of the choices. "Raise," Cinder said, placing several silver coins to the growing pile of Obols and Danakes. Angel sat beside her, frowning at her cards with a cute cross-eyed expression. Hades was smoking a brand new Cuban with her pitch-black, three-headed pitbull sleeping beside her on a pink pillow. The room was simple. In one corner was a table with a few refreshments ranging from; Pepsi to Smirnoff. Coke to Jack Daniels. In another side of the room was a bathroom with skulls for toilets while the remainder two walls led outside to a deck that showed a magnificent city that almost looked like an exact replica of Las Vegas. If it was underground and had demons walking around. "Call," Hades smirked. “Fold,” Joseph frowned, placing his cards on the table face down. “It’s between you three now. I can’t win with these cards,” he clarified while stretching and taking a sip of Coke. He looked at the room and figured it was really nice for being in the Underworld. He thought it would have been more dreary, dull and gloomy. "I fold too," Angel sighed. Her cards had no chance of winning. Cinder took a sip of a mix of Coke and Grey Goose. One of her favorites from back home, when her father allowed her. Cinder looked at the dealer with a confident smile. All she needed was a ten of spades to complete a royal flush and destroy the Queen of Vice at her own game. With Angel out of the hand. The dealer revealed the card she wanted in the flop, causing both Hades and Cinder to grin maniacally. "Well, I guess I win with a flush," Hades said, revealing her own cards. "Well, you would have. If not for my royal," Cinder chuckled showing her cards, causing Hades to frown as Cinder took her prize. "You got lucky," Hades scoffed as Cinder counted her bounty. “That looked like it was close.” Joseph whistled, leaning back in his chair and smiling at Cinder. “Congrats. You managed to beat a goddess at one of her own games. How does that make you feel, Sheila?” he asked, liking her more for her beating Hades. "Like regret and euphoria. Though, now with some spending money. I plan on bringing back a souvenir. So Hades. Where can I get my hands on a demon scythe? Since I live up top. I want to look as intimidating as possible," Cinder smiled, tail wagging. She looked over at the clock to see how much longer they could stay before they can return. Judging from what Angel had told her. One day here equals a week. So they should be returning in a few hours, but that doesn't mean they could have some fun before then. "You want to be a waking reaper huh? Well, you asked for it," Hades said with a devilish expression. "Once you have your scythe. You can travel the multiverse with it, so long as you act like a reaper. So that means taking out lich king's, lost souls, and necromancers. In other words. I hate losing, and now your ass is mine," she seethed at the last word. “Why would you want a demon scythe anyway? That’s just asking for trouble and you already have the ability to control the weather.” Joseph said in a condescending tone. He leaned forward and placed his arms on the table. He rubbed his eyes and yawned slightly. “Sorry, now that you said it, though, I don’t think Hades will let you go back up top.” "What if I want to visit your world? Plus, I want to see Fallout 4 version of Equestria, or better yet. Human Equestria!?" Cinder frowned-cheered. "In any case. Cinder here will be a Waking Reaper or Field Reaper to make it easier to understand," Hades joined in, now holding a black flat case the size of a small car lengthwise and half a ruler heightwise. "So, until she dies. She's on her own, but once she touches this case. She'll be under contract for a thousand years. So when and if her mortal body dies. She will be reborn here and sent back out to continue working," Hades vindicated. “I’ve already got one Reaper in the family. Why would I want another one?” Joseph groaned to himself as he rubbed his forehead. “You hear that Cinder? You get to live for a thousand years! At least. So with a Field Reaper, they hunt souls and take them back here only to go back topside for more work?” Joseph asked, trying to wrap his head around this ‘Waking Reaper’ business. "Sorta. A Waking Reaper's scythe sends a bad soul to Tartarus to be punished once it has been vanquished. While the master stays up top without having to travel back here. Cinder will also gain several new abilities like; soul sight or whatever. And what's wrong with Skye? She's nice, one of my favorites actually," Hades smiled as Cinder grasped the case with vigor but decided not to open it until later. “Nothing’s wrong with her. I just didn’t expect Cinder to become a Field Reaper.” Joseph explained, rubbing his eyes and watched her grab the case. “I just hope she knows what she’s doing,” he said tiredly. “I didn’t explain to you how to summon other Displaced, have I?” he asked Cinder. "No, not really. I've been avoiding it for a while now," said, caressing the case like a precious kitten. "So how do I? I kinda want to torment this Skye person. Do you think she would be interested in being my sidekick? And yes, I do know what I am doing. I want to be able to go home, even if it will be for a few hours at most to at least tell my family that I am okay. Or, try to. Not sure how they will react they'll see me as a girl." “Forget the girl part, they’ll probably freak out at you for being part wolf. For the tokens, it’s an object that you use to identify yourself with. I have this,” Joseph pulled out a companion cube keychain from his pocket, “and it’s got a message embedded in it. This is how most Displaced are summoned. Others, though, may come in unannounced. Anyway, you need an object and you need to try to put a message in it. After that, it gets sent to the Void for others to use.” Joseph explained. “Oh, so that's what that medallion was for," Cinder said sheepishly. "I remembered that in my bag there was a silver coin with a pair of wolf ears and tail on the face. I remembered making a sarcastic comment that if anyone needs that help of the storm caller, sing the Song of Storms while holding onto the coin in both hands like an ocarina. Then it disappeared." “That would be your token then. Sarcastic message or not, that’s what it is.” Joseph shrugged, although he was a bit surprised at her already having a token. “One thing about that bothers me, though. How do you hold a coin like an ocarina?” "Like this," Cinder said picking up one of the Obol’s, holding it like a tiny flute, dismissing the fact that Hades annoyance to the pair stopped giving a fuck. "Anywho," Cinder paused her demonstration to look at the clock, now saying their week was up. "I guess it's time to go top side. Man, time is weird here." “Time is weird here and anywhere.” Joseph commented with a smirk and stood up. He turned to Hades and quickly bowed to her, thanking her for her hospitality. “How do we get out of here, sis?” Joseph asked, smiling as he turned to Cinder. "Well, we could...Just...?" Cinder froze. 'Did he call me sis? Warning, brain shutting down, eyes shutting down. Fainting.exe in progress. Progress report: 100%.’ Angel caught Cinder just in time before she slammed her face into the table. Angel barely managed to prop her master back onto her chair and began fanning Cinder with a plastic plate that used to hold a cupcake that was now on the floor. “I didn’t think she would have that reaction…” Joseph laughed before crouching beside her chair. He looked at her for a bit before snapping his fingers near her ear to see if that garnered any reaction. 'Brain.exe activating. Noise near ear. Threat level: Dragon. Initiating, 'punch asshole who wakes me up from nap,' protocol.' Cinder snapped awake and falcon punched the person snapping his/her fingers near her ear, which earned her a satisfying noise of a nose being broken. "No one wakes me up from a nap," Cinder growled back awake. 'Loading last memory. In hell, playing poker with Hades, got scythe, called sis. "ERROR." Emotional overload. The feels is activating. Must tease till he dies.' "Big brother of mine." One minute he’s snapping his fingers to try and get her to wake up, the next thing he knows is he’s on the floor and writhing in pain from a broken nose. “Remind me not to get on your bad side, sheila,” Joseph muttered before freezing in place at her next words. “What do you ... want?” he asked hesitantly, his voice sounding slightly nasally. "Incest is Wincest," Cinder replied as she pounced Joseph with an evil grin on her face. Before he could escape, Cinder licked her lips with a tongue that was equally as long as Silvers and equally terrifying. Joseph didn't have enough time to squirm before Cinder invaded his mouth, coating her entire tongue like a boa constrictor around his before pulling off and chugged down a bottle of vodka to get rid of the taste back in her chair. Joseph coughed and spluttered to try and get the taste out of his mouth. He got up and quickly went over to the table of beverages to get a bottle of Jack down in him. “Oh god, that was horrible!” he exclaimed when he finished, coughing a bit and looked over to Cinder. “What is wrong with you?” "Well, you called me sis, therefore, I have full rights to make your life miserable. Don't worry, I come with; cock-blocking capabilities, dimension travel, overprotectiveness, and rights to molest you in any way, shape or form. And as for you the last question as to how we get out. Hades, if you please?" Cinder cheekily smiled. Hades, dying of laughter in her chair. Lifted her hand and with a snap of her fingers, they were back in the weather factory. “You’re evil,” Joseph whispered and felt his nose for a bit before realizing that it was fixed. “Hades fixed my nose. She probably loved watching me get slobbered over by you. Speaking of slobber, where’s Silver?” Joseph asked, looking around the weather factory. “But, yes. I do think of you as a love-crazed sister.” "Probably at the den sulking. I heard from the medicine dog that she gets depressed after heat. No one to love her," Cinder frowned. "Now I feel like a dick," she muttered before perking back up, knowing that she has the brother she always wanted. Even though he was kinda a snub, but a brother none the less! "D-Do you really mean that? D-Do you really see me as a sister?" Cinder stutter-blushed, tail wagging like a hurricane, ears fluttering too. 'What the hell is wrong with me? Don't care, I'm happy!' Cinder thought. “Of course, I do. Who wouldn’t love you as a sister?” Joseph asked, shoulder-hugging her and rubbing the top of her head. “At the very least, you look cute when you stutter and get excited at the same time,” he laughed, letting her go and scratching the back of his head. “Did Angel make the trip back as well?” "I'm here!" Angel proclaimed as she appeared out of one of the halls wearing something she wasn't wearing before. Cinder, breaking away from her puppy-like happy spaz, saw something that she would never believe. Angel was wearing armor, similar to hers, except her pauldron encompassed her shoulders in big silver metal wolf skulls and she had a black cloak that could easily cover her entire body. 'How come she gets a cape and I don't?' Cinder vex silently. As Angel walked closer, Cinder saw two blades that reminded her of something from the land of elves. "Where did you get that?" Cinder asked. "From Hades as I am your familiar. I need to be able to protect you. Every Waking Reaper has one." Joseph blinked at the sudden appearance and did a double-take when he saw what Angel was wearing. When she explained where she got it from and why he relaxed slightly. Keeping a tight grip on his portal gun, he sighed and shook his head. “I don’t think I told you how to send Displaced back to their homeworld, did I, Cindy?” he asked her. "Nope," Cinder replied, admiring her new and improved sidekick. “To send a Displaced home, all you have to say is their name and ‘our contract is complete.’ If you had summoned me, then you would have to say, ‘Joseph, our contract is complete,’ but I barged in unannounced so it won’t work.” Joseph explained, smiling sheepishly. "Okay, sounds simple enough. So how do you get out of my world so I can deal with the sun butt now that she should be cooled off? Do I have to suck you or something? Then again, with my new tongue. I don't think you would last long," Cinder said wiggling her brows. Angel blushed angrily at the last comment and wrapped her arms around her master, glaring death at the male again. “Nope! Not gonna happen!” Joseph exclaimed, jumping back a bit as his eyes widened and got scared by Angel’s death glare. “I’ll just leave the way I came. Through a portal,” he explained hurriedly, turning towards one of the walls and pressed a button on the handle. He felt the portal gun shudder before a black and white portal landed on the wall. He quickly walked over and sighed. He put a hand in his pocket and felt a coin in there. Pulling it out and looking at it, he found it to be the one Cinder had described. “Hades must have given me your token as well. Let me know if you get in trouble. I’ll be glad to break you out of a jail cell again, sheila.” Cinder smiled warmly, placing her own hand in her side satchel, instantly feeling a small cube. "Looks like Hades gave me yours as well," Cinder smiled showing the companion cube to Joseph before putting it back for later. "And I'll take you up on that. Who knows! I might give you a call when I go to the Griffin Kingdom to get away from Solar Flare. Oh, and tell Skye that I'm coming for her virginity!" She paused for a moment with a frown. Then back to smiling. "So long Mr. Wheatley," she saluted. “You know what’s funny? She’s already lost it.” Joseph replied with a warm smile of his own, a laugh and a wave before stepping through the portal and vanishing along with it. "Damn,” Cinder chuckled.
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Chapter 13.View OnlineThe Singer of StormsChapter 13.After I arrived home, with the guards snarling at me and trying to shoo me away, which quickly ended when I twirled my scythe which also cut through the surrounding stone like a hot knife to melting butter. '#OpweaponisOp.' They backed off and ran to warn Silver, which I found just a few minutes later curled on my bed, hugging my pillow whimpering like a lost puppy. Angel and I took off our armor for our casual tunics that Silver had commissioned for us at Dodge Junction or stole. Most likely stole. Not that I complain when I look like Link in his red, Death-Mountain tunic. Silver's beta was glaring at me the entire time, thankfully after I got redressed. Angel shooed him away as I dealt with Silver and her emotional breakdown. The beta saw me go into my little nook and took the hint of us wanting to be alone and left while Angel stood guard with her elf-blades holstered to her hips. I walked into my nook and tapped Silver on her side. "Hey Silver, are you okay?" I asked as softly and warmly as I could. She immediately looked up and pounced me like I was the last thing on earth. Silver sat on my lap with her arms around my waist and her head nuzzled underneath my neck, bawling her eyes out. She begged me for forgiveness about how she acted, how she thought I ran away forever, 'which I sorta did,' and how that no one would ever love her. I gently hugged her back and caressed the back of her head, reminded her that everything was alright and that I wasn't mad at her. That I won't leave her next time so long she stays in control. We stayed like this for half-an-hour, I calmly assuring her that everything was going to be alright while her telling me sorry a million times. I would never have thought Silver being the lonely type. Sure liking the opposite sex of a race that is almost purely hetero must be tough, but not impossible. But what would I know? I'm still trying to master, 'The Bra of Doom,' which is surprisingly durable for being black lace lingerie. Then again. I bet she must have some issues about me that must be fixed if I am to call this place my home. Still, though. How in hell is my see through thong still look brand new?! I have to wonder what was going through Silvers' head when I left with Mr. Wheatley. Why was she so hell bent on vying for my affection. Why did she care about me? Better yet, why did she look so different from the lanky, hunched, unpleasant, butt-sniffing diamond dogs? Where did she come from? I know she was born in this universe but where? Her body was so close to being human if it wasn't for her; inverted legs, fur, and dietary habits. Was her race of diamond dogs advanced enough that they evolved to the height of the Diamond Dogs evolutionary journey? If so, where did they do it? Putting aside those questions for later, I noticed that Silver stopped crying and was looking into my eyes with her calm silver orbs that were red and puffy from the sobbing. "Better?" I smiled. "Mmhmm," she nodded cutely. "So, care to explain why my obsessive Diamond Dog was bawling like a lost puppy?" I asked pulling her back into a hug. She shook her head in response. "Why not? I know it must be a touchy subject, but from experience, I know holding onto those kinds of things hurt a lot longer if left to fester. I should know. Being the only child in my family, and bullied constantly for my love of weather phenomenon hurt not being able to talk to someone that isn't there to protect them. I had to go see my schools counselor multiple times just to make the pain go away. So, you either start talking, or I stop hugging." Silver tensed up, slightly whimpering and hugged tighter, as tears started to form in her eyes again. I wiped away the tears as they came as her tail curled around my leg. I could tell she didn't want to talk, but from my ultimatum was forcing herself to pull the words from deep with her soul to come out. "W-Where I c-come from it is not like this place at all," she choked out. "My kind of Diamond Dog is called, Summus canis. The Diamond dogs here are several stages behind mine in both; intelligence and body supremacy. Our cities are like the ponies, but underground in; giant hollowed out mountains. Our trains go the speed of sound, our cart's are self-propelled. Our weapons use alchemy to send a piece of metal down a tube faster than sound. We mastered electricity, agriculture, and our technology far exceeds the ponies." She paused to catch her breath and to let me take it all in. 'So I was right. Her race is like the humans. So why is she here and not there?' I thought to myself. "I bet you are wondering about why I am here and not there?" she asked. I nodded in response. "Well, deformities are hated with a passion. If we look like our lesser brothers and sisters, we are banished to live with them. As we first met. I looked a lot like the lessers, but now, without a doubt, I can return home without being frowned upon, I can go and see my parents for the first time in four years. I guess the saying is true. Your Sweat Sixteen is the best year of your life," she chuckled half-heartedly. 'Okay, so that was a bit revealing. I'm two years older than her. Who would have thought?' "Okay, sounds to me like your home is almost as advanced as mine, but you still didn't tell me why you are bawling like a baby," I frowned. She gave me a sheepish smile that quickly turned into a sad one. "Back home, there is no prejudice regarding same-sex couples while here, it's greatly frowned upon to the point where one can find themselves being attacked on sight. The Diamond Dogs of Equestria hate things that don't make a pack strong. So not taking on a mate that ensures the strength of the pack, especially for a female, is suicide. So since I absolutely despise males, both physically and sexually. It was either set my standards absurdly high so that no male stood a chance for my hand, and wait for a female to rise to the challenge. You, Cinder, I want most of all, but you are so stubborn that, I have begun to believe that it is better to stay. Forever alone, even though you are everything I want in a partner," she muttered quietly. Having to rethink about everything that I had thought about Silver was not what was on my to-do-list today. From having to cope with her overly smutty attitude that was covering up her soft, innocent side. To her insane bloodthirsty murder side, that she used to relieve stress from having to be alone without a friend to help her out in her times of need. She put aside her happiness for survival, just like I did. She and I have a lot more in common than I thought. Though, with my unfamiliar body that I really don't want to deal with, period. I am stuck with it for at least a thousand years. 'Might as well give her a chance, even though I am every uncomfortable with it.' I mentally sighed. Silver, taking my sudden silence as her cue to leave. She tried to get up and walk away, probably thinking that I want nothing to do with her. I kept her in place despite her strugglings. "Where do you think you are going?" I asked with a slight tinge of concern in my voice. She looked at me confused, "don't you want nothing to do with me? You made it quite clear that you don't like me that way." "No, I made it clear that you have to earn it and you have. So shut up and bring you tail over here. I want a teddy bear to snuggle up with," I ordered, effectively causing her to blush redder than an apple, and her tail to wag at the speed of light. She practically pile-drived me into my own bed like a seasoned quarterback with tears of joy streaming down her gray fur. I chuckled for a moment and got comfortable to sleep. 'Huh. I wonder what the hell is happening to the princess right now?' I thought as sleep finally made me its bitch. Celestia paced back and forth in her room. Her mane was disheveled with orange flames flicking off of stray strands of hair. Fur matted and eyes filled with worry, she paced back and forth trying to figure out the events that transpired over the course of the week. She stopped and stared at the files and reports on her desk. All of them filled with dread, each on tells the billions of bits of damage done to her country. The griffons new republic taking fifty miles of land into Equestria with their new military force. The Zebras and Minotaurs at war and civil and tribal unrest. Her student found the source of the storm that threw Equestria into utter chaos, but she couldn't understand how the Everfree of all places would violently erupt like that! What's worse is that the Everfree grew and took over Ponyville in its wild embrace. "How could this happen?" Celestia asked herself over and over again. She connected the dots to the cause, that demon, and her accomplices caused all of this destruction. She wondered if that she left it alone, would any of this would have happened? If she left the creature to its peace in its sanctuary that is the Everfree, would she not face its true wrath? 'No!' Celestia mentally shouted. 'She is a demon, she caused all of this! My student without a home. Her friends and relatives lost everything. That vile creature is hiding, the griffins are slowly taking over Equestria northern borders. Now's, not the time to fear anything now is the time to act!' Celestia walked over to the door and pulled it open with her golden magic. She saw her two guards standing vigil as they always were. "Lieutenant Black Flag, bring me Captain Shining armor," Celestia ordered. "As you wish your Majesty," he replied before trotting down the hall. 'Order must be brought back. Even if I have to make this world burn. I'm coming for you Cinder. You can run, you can hide, but when I find you. You will wish I hadn't!'
Rest in PeaceView OnlineThe Singer of StormsRest in PeaceThis is getting a revision. Stay tuned for it. This won't be up for very long. Just thought anyone who is still interested in this story should know. Update: May 3rd 2018. Storms of Cinder will be very, very different due to the fact that the original was a displaced fic, and I'm unhappy with it. Not because I didn't like the concept, but because it was so cliche in terms of displaced fics. And I kinda wanted to do something else but didn't know what to do for the looooooooooooongest time. So, I've redone it to something more along the lines of Star Eater in terms of world style. There aren't many stories where Equestria was populated with humans. Lots of anthro, but very, very few human based. Other than that. I did do a crossover with https://www.fimfiction.net/story/292387/portals-portals-everywhere So what happens to that part? I plan on using the crossover as a conceptual base for an event similar to that.
