Chapter 20. Fragment.

Twilight Sparkle sat in a black cage with Rainbow Dash with two, small, bunk beds and a toilet. Beside them to the right was Rarity and Pinkie Pie and to the left was AppleJack and Fluttershy in their own cells. Twilight watched Dash try to break out of the cell, but it was fruitless. She could tell that cells walls were so heavily fortified that not even Celestia could break out with brute force alone. The walls were as tough as dragon scales and the bars were just as strong. The cell could only be opened by a switch in the guard office, which was being occupied by a Griffin named Gloria.

How they ended up in this mess, she would never understand until the black dragon stops giving her vague answers that just made more questions. What was worse was that Princess Luna went to his side and aided him in their recapture. Twilight was heartbroken that she went to his aid so easily. Just a mention of an uncle she never heard of was enough for Luna to abandon her friends for some stranger. How the dragon came to learn of such knowledge of something that was never recorded, baffled her. Not only that, but she didn't understand why Luna didn’t outright attack the dragon either. It was like she was afraid of him. Twilight caught Luna glancing at the strange swords he was wielding over and over again like they would come out of their sheaths and eat her. If those weapons of death and disharmony were so dangerous, then why would Luna aid him rather than stop him?

“Nothing makes sense anymore,” Twilight muttered silently to herself. She sighed and just as she was about to lay down on the somewhat comfortable bunk bed, she heard a set of hooves walk down the hall. Twilight instantly turned around in the hope that she could convince one of the mercenaries to free them, but that hope died as fast as it came, as Luna stood in front of their cell with remorse in her eyes.

“What are you doing here, traitor?” Rainbowdash hissed. Luna's ears flattened to the venom in the cyan mares voice in a hard flinch, but her voice didn't waver.

“I am here to give some information about yo-our situation,” she replied, causing Twilight to look at her with confusion.

“How do we know that you aren't lying to get us to worship that dragon like the mercenaries?” Rainbow demanded. Luna just shook her head as Twilight sat beside Rainbow to talk to the Princess while the others listened in silence.

“You don't, but I can answer some questions about what Winter Octavious Solstice plans for us,” she said.

Twilight perked up to the chance before Rainbowdash could say anything else and spoke in a somber voice. “Why didn't you help us? Why didn’t you fight him to rescue us? What is so important that he knows that you didn't help us like we helped you?”

“It wasn't that simple Twilight Sparkle,” Luna sighed. Twilight and her friends just stared, wondering why she said those words. “If...If I were to have attacked him. He could have killed me like I was nothing but a pest. I didn't know what his swords were made of that frightened me so, but now that I do know. If I were to receive a single scratch from either of them...I would have died, instantly.” Twilight and her friends gasped in fright as to what could kill a God with a scratch. The thought of it shouldn't be possible, yet that dragon had weapons that shouldn't exist at all.

“What are they made of?” Rainbowdash asked in slight fear.

“One sword was forged in the fires of Heaven, and the other was forged in the fires of Hell. I have seen them both unsheathed and it was a terrifying sight. No mortal should be able to be bathed in both Hellfire and AngelFire at the same time. Whoever he is, he is something not to be trifled with,” Luna replied causing the mares to go silent for a moment before Twilight spoke up again.

“Let's move away from the impossible dragon for a moment and talk about why you are with him,” Twilight asked. Luna nodded with another sigh.

“It is complicated, to say the least. He knows answers for questions that have been causing me much grief since my return. I made the poor choice of asking Discord for help with finding these answers as well, but he just pointed me to the dragon. I cannot tell you about my questions as they are very personal, but what I can tell you is that we are heading to the ancestral land of the first Griffin King. Once we are there, Solstice will tell you everything you want to know, and as for my ulterior motive. I need to know what he is up to, and why he knows about the Creators.” Twilight sighed as she knew that she won't get any straightforward answers from the dragon or Luna until they arrive in a place that doesn't exist.

“Creators?" AppleJack spoke up. "Ya mean those hoo-mans that are from 'tha other side of the mirror thing?” she asked. Luna just shook her head. “Those beings aren't Human, not fully anyway. They have their shape from what a dear friend of mine told me, but they aren't the Creators of old.” AppleJack frowned at the answer but kept her peace.

“What's the difference?” Rarity asked.

“Humans were known as omnivorous and that had mastery of all forms of magic. They were also known as begins of conflict and as such, they never knew the peace that we have today,” Luna replied, unsure of what to remember from what her uncle Mark had told her about them. Twilight and the group, however, we're appalled that these humans ate other beings and all decided not to talk about it further.

`“So, what is our dungeon master up to now?” Twilight asked breaking the silence again.

`“He is currently looking for something important on the ship. What it is, I don't know, but he said it was important to find before we enter the Sea of Death.”

I pinched the bridge of my snout as I sat on top of my bed in frustration that the key to my memories was a bitch to find. I knew that I was clever in hiding shit that could be very important in the future, but this utterly stumped me. It didn't help that Raven was sleeping on my bed after we stopped for the night just a hundred miles out to sea when she said she would help me. No matter what I thought of to aid in my search or Ravens ranting about how much of a peasant I was. I couldn't find the key.

I sighed and moved to my desk to look through my journal once more to see if I left a subtle clue in the pages as to where I could have possibly hidden the key. As I search through the poor Grammer and hundreds of misspelled words, I thought about how much time I had until Celestia returned from her trip. If what Luna said was correct, then I have about a week left before her eyes are on the six in the dungeon again. Though, with what Sunset did to convince them to her trap. I should have two weeks before Celestia realizes that something was amiss if she didn’t stalk her Elements of Harmony like a vulture. Having that extra time is a blessing that I would need in the long run.

After a while of searching in my journal, the more frustrated I became. It wasn't the fact that I was a horrible writer, it was the fact that I couldn't find the key. In my frustration, I decided to burn the book with the candle on my desk that was lighting the room in a dim orange glow. What I expected was for the book to slowly burn and turned to ash, but it didn't happen. Instead of burning to cinders, the book glowed for a moment before killing the fire. I frowned that my light was out and curious that the book didn't turn to ash like it should have. I re-lit the candle, wondering why the book didn't burn. Sure it was just a collection of my thoughts about my short time in my Equestria, but it wasn't something that I would protect with a spell.

“Well, let's see what kind of spell it is then,” I sighed as I activated a scrying spell. The second I looked at the book, I froze in confusion.

Just like the door in my head, the book had the same amount of runes and magic circles on it, but without the lock and chain. “What the fuck?” I muttered as I slowly opened the cover, fearing the worst. Then, as I turned to the first page, I saw a spell hidden in between the lines. I decided to read it in my head to try to understand what it was about, but after I read the first sentence of the complex spell. Every word on the page vanished.

I frowned that I only got a small portion of the spell figured out, but before I made a complaint. My head felt funny. So funny in fact, that my vision slowly faded to black, and I passed out before I could save myself from the trap that was held within my journal.

I woke up to a strange sight after I blacked out from a trap spell that I must have set up in that journal and forgot about it. Standing in front of me with a wolfish smile was a creature I have never seen before. His skin was slightly pale, he had azure eyes and a flat face. The hair on top of his head was barely over his eyes and messy like he just woke up from a nap, and it was black. He wore a; black trench coat, black shirt, black cargo pants, black leather boots, a black collar with a snowflake medallion as a dog tag, and he was sporting two .44 magnums at his sides. What was even stranger was the room we were in or lack of a room. We stood in a strange meadow underneath as cherry blossom tree during the twilight hour. I frowned at the creature, figuring that he was a threat. He let out a chuckle as I stood up.

“Man, it's been a while since I have seen you,” the creature smiled. I just continued to frown in confusion.

“Don't be like that, Winter. Your forehead will wrinkle faster with age if you do.” My frown deepened that the creature knows me, but I not him.

“How do you know my name?” I asked, ready for a fight. He just laughed at me and patted my shoulder like we were best buddies.

“Because I am you my incestuous brother!” he cheered, causing me to just stare at him like he was insane. “What do you mean by that?” I asked in disbelief just as we began to walk down from the small hill to a strange looking cog-shaped door with, '101,' on it.

“Well, because you are one-fourth of me, and it's about time you showed up too. I was starting to think you died or something.”

‘Died? This...Is this guy me? How...How is this possible? If I am just one-fourth of him, then does that mean that I am just a fragment of an even stronger being? And what will happen to me if he should reclaim me? Would I die and he gets to live? I...I don't want to die. Not after all the bullshit I went through!’ I thought with worry. The being just sighed and gave me a knowing smile as we walked into the room that was hidden behind the giant door.

“Listen, buddy, I know what is going on in that head of yours, and I can tell you that no matter what you do. You will die in a year as being just a fragment of a soul. You will slowly degrade into nothingness. Especially a soul like yours. If you had the eye, then I could have made you your own soul and transfer your consciousness into it, but you don't, and if your try to fight me for control. You will lose as I hold thousands of years worth of fighting knowledge from our stalker, Dexter. The dead waifu God of Space, Time and the Void.”

“How did you know that I was thinking that?” I asked as my hopes were crushed in the realization that if I were to fight him, he will end me before I could leave a single mark on him.

“Well, I am you and you are me. That, and I am extremely good at guessing,” he replied. “Anyways, before I re-absorb you and take back control...And get us back to seventy-five percent power. Have any last words? 'Ya know. Ones without revelations about waifu’s and other stuff, cause they suck in my opinion," he shrugged as we walked down gray metal corridors that was as sterile as a hospital.

I thought of many questions to ask him. Things about where I was from, why am I here and other stupid things. I thought about how I could beat him and take control, but I knew that I would lose. I had to wonder where we are and why everything looked to real? Such things shouldn't be possible for one person to make, yet here we were. Walking down the halls of Vault 101 from the fallout universe. I sighed as we came up to the main atrium and sat down with a bottle of Nuka-Cola waiting for us.

“Yeah...What will happen to me?” I asked, in strange contempt that I was okay with this as I drank the cola. He gave me a warm smile and spoke again.

“Your memories will join mine, filling the gaps as it were. Your part of our soul will merge back into place, giving us back most of our power, which is Alicorn-tier by the way. You will pass on and once I wake up in your place. The eye will do everything in its power to return to us. And all of it will be painless. Anything else?” he asked. I just shook my head, knowing that it would be pointless to ask things that I will learn once I merged with him.

“Then good night. Sleep tight and don't forget to bring your towel.” He said before he pulled out one of his guns and aimed it at my face. I closed my eyes, knowing that this was the end of my short life. Then again, I don't have to deal with the Sun Tyrant anymore. 'Such a bittersweet ending to me, the fragment. Oh well, everything is his problem now,' I thought as I heard the loud boom from the gun, causing everything to fade to nothingness.

Raven woke up to a peculiar sight. On the floor was the Griffin turned dragon, sleeping on the floor with a book in his claws. She figured that he passed out on the desk and fell over and walked up to his side with a pillow in her beak and carefully lifted his giant head, and placed the pillow under it.

"If only you weren't a member of the Void, I could have fallen for you," she muttered before she jumped into the air as the dragon suddenly bolted upright and began to look around hysterically for enemies that don't exist. She frowned at him for scaring her as they met eyes on the floor, but he just smiled that frightened her to the very core.

"Guess who has their memories back?" he said almost laughing. Raven shook herself from the slight fear that she loved and answered in a tired voice, already knowing the answer. "Who?"

"Me," he said as he stood up. "And the best part, I also have most of my power back as well."

Raven froze at that statement and watched in horror as the dragon put his armor back on and added a few more strange weapons to his person. 'He...He has most of his power back? What does that even mean?!' Raven thought as Winter gave her a raised brow while holding two strange black clubs in his claws.

"It means that I, Winter, Slayer of the demon Malice, Killer of Goddess Moirai, Tamer of Darkness, Seducer of Angels, Conqueror of 2 million vaginas, Master of Chaos, Sigil of Deus Ex Machina, Traveler of the Void, Knight of Twilight, Master of all that is Holy, and Scholar of the first Sin, has returned."