Video game conventions: a large social gathering of gamers worldwide who find enjoyment in the virtual game worlds built by many game creators. It was also a place where some could dress up as their favourite character from their all-time favorite games.

This story is about two certain individuals, two siblings, one brother and one sister. These siblings were known as Trevor and Violet Young.

Trevor was at the age of twenty seven, already a computer engineer, and Violet was only ten, yet she shows more intelligence than any other kids of her age. Both of them had something in common, they liked Overwatch. The recently released game from Blizzard Entertainment had caught the attention of Violet, her interest leaning more towards a certain character, Tracer.

One of the reasons she had taken a liken to the character was Tracer’s unique ability to control the speed of her own passage through time, Tracer zips and blinks around the battlefield, eluding attackers and sneaking past defenses. A perfect skirmisher hero, Tracer is fragile but hard to hit, keeping one step ahead of her attackers while she harasses and harries the enemy team. Tracer excels at getting behind enemy lines, but it is inadvisable to move her through chokepoints. Should she find herself blinking into an ambush, she can rewind time to her position and state a few seconds earlier, giving her a second chance.

And seeing her brother play as Tracer and use her abilities only deepened Violet’s liking towards Tracer to the point that she had gotten her hair cut exactly like Tracer’s.

As for Trevor’s interest in the game it wasn't as strong as his sister's, but he did play it a lot, enough to be classified as addicted. He played all the characters in the game; Torbjörn, McCree, Zenyatta, Tracer, and even Zenya, but his favorite character was Reaper.

Trevor had played as Reaper more than any other character, but still managed to play as Tracer whenever Violet asks him to.

Violet had always wanted to go to convention dressed as Tracer and Trevor wanted nothing more than to see his sister smile, so he worked overtime at a computer repair shop.

After months of saving up, he had finally gained enough money to travel to California for Pax and even bought costumes for the both of them, a special order was made for Violet so she could go as Tracer. Trevor wanted to go as Reaper.

Both costumes looked like they were from the game and Trevor knew that his sister would be extremely excited when he told her and she was.

She was so excited on the day they had to leave for the airport, she wouldn't stop bouncing on his bed until Trevor woke up, saying that they were going to be late.

Hours after a long flight, Trevor had taken Violet to check out the area where the convention will take place. They many people like them in costume as they walked by, some even stop by to either compliment on their costumes or to awe at Violet for being Little Tracer.

“This place is massive!” Violet said as she sat between her brothers shoulders. The latter walked around, looking at some of the sights and cosplayers.

“Where else would a massive Video game convention would be?” Trevor asked under his mask. Violet bent over Trevor’s head to look him in the eyes. Trevor was only greeted by orange goggles blocking his sight.

“Hey, you think anyone here sells cool souvenirs?” Violet asked. Trevor took hold of Violet before lifting her off his shoulders and placing her gently on the ground next to him.

“Let's go find out.” Trevor answered and began walking down an aisle of booths. Some had collector's items, others had limited edition versions of certain games. Violet was amazed by the amount of game items on display but stopped in front of a booth as she stared at something that had caught her complete attention.

Tracer’s Pulse Pistols, a replica of the actual in game weapon. Trevor had stopped behind her and looked over to the Pulse pistols.

“I see that the little one is amazed at the replicas.” Both siblings heard the voice of a man not older than twenty or twenty two. He wore a costume of the Merchant from Resident Evil.

“So, what are you buying?” He asked. Trevor looked down at the two Pulse pistols and saw the price. One hundred and fifty dollars. He thought about it and sighed silently, the things he does for her sister.

Trevor took out his wallet before taking the money out and laying them on the table.

“I'll take the Pulse Pistols.” He said and the merchant clapped his hands with a small laugh.

“Go on, kiddo. Their yours now.” The man said before turning to Trevor as he was about to leave with Violet.

“Wait, you didn't hear the deal. You buy that, you get these for free.” The merchant said, catching the attention of Trevor. The latter turned and looked at what the merchant held.

Reaper’s Hellfire Shotguns.

“For free?” Trevor said, wanting to know if it isn't a hoax.

“Yep, I've been trying to sell these for weeks and thought that you might wanted them, free of charge.” The Merchant said. Trevor hesitated at first but took the shotguns after a minute of hesitation. Looking at the lifelike replicas, he thanked the man.

“Wow, thanks man.” Trevor said before looking up at an empty booth. It was devoid of all the merchandise and the man was nowhere to be found.

“Trevor?” Trevor heard his sister call out to him. He looked over to her and saw Violet sitting on the floor.

“I don't feel so good.” Violet said before her head hung limp. Trevor, not having time to react, followed suit and fell to the floor.

Darkness greeted both siblings as an unknown force took hold of them. As this went on, the merchant walked up to the two unconscious siblings before waving his hand over them.

“Make sure they end up in the same universe, Zeik.” The merchant heard as a tall, very muscular older man walked up to him. The merchant, now known as Zeik, looked back at the older man.

“I know what I'm doing, father. Being the son of The First doesn't mean you have to tell me how it works.” Zeik said as he crossed his arms. The Older man chuckled as door like portal opened up behind him.

“Come, your mother is waiting for us.” The older man said as he walked through the doorway. Zeik, looking at his handiwork, snapped his fingers before the unconscious forms of Violet and Trevor vanished. Zeik turned around and walked through the doorway before it closed.

No one even noticed the disappearance of the two siblings, almost as if they never existed in the first place.

Canterlot, the city of riches. The crown jewel of Equestria, and its illustrious capital. Home to two of the rulers: Celestia, raiser of the sun and ruler of the day. Luna, raiser of the moon and ruler of the night.

Today was supposed to be a tremendous occasion, the marriage of Princess Mi Amore Cadenza and Captain of the Guard Shining Armour.

Though a threat looms over the city and threatens the lives of many, Celestia foolishly let the wedding go as planned and only placed a large dome over the city for protection against any invaders.

The special guests of this tremendous occasion were the groom's little sister, Twilight Sparkle, and her friends. Upon arrival, Twilight began to rant on about how she was never notified beforehand of her brother’s wedding or even the mare he was dating. Her rant went on and on until finally meeting the bride, her former foalsitter, Cadence.

After Twilight performed their little greeting dance alone, she had began to notice a change of mood from Cadence, almost as if she never knew Twilight at all. Brushing it off as stress, Twilight continued inside the palace to help set up everything but had enough when Cadence barged in and started to bark out orders.

At this point, Twilight had accused Cadence of being an imposter and sought out to find evidence. After a fruitless effort, Twilight was confronted by her brother, telling her to stay out of the wedding and how he's disappointed in her.

Defeated and Heartbroken, Twilight had wandered through the palace. Thinking of something, anything that could help her show everypony that Cadence is an imposter.

She turned right at the next corner and was confronted by the bride herself, waiting with a manic grin. Surprised, Twilight did not have the time to react as the floor beneath her hooves vanished, sending her down to the crystal caverns beneath the palace itself.

“Uhh, ow.” Twilight groaned as she tried to get up but was greeted with an intense feeling of pain around her entire body. The fur on her cheeks were damp from the tears she shed not too long ago. Bruised were visible around her arms as well as her legs from the fall, she must've tumbled her way down at some point.

Unable to anything, Twilight could already feel fresh tears forming in her eyes before being blinded by a bright yellow light. The light was absorbed by the crystals which then allowed the cave to light up and Twilight saw two unconscious bodies.

One of a full grown stallion like being and another of a small child like being. Both of them were out cold but saw the stallion move.

Slowly, Twilight felt herself slip out of consciousness and rested her head on the stone floor.

Author's Note

It begins. Remember, Death Walks Among You.

And he doesn't play nice.

Edited by CommanderWolffe and Dragonoidsix Seekers (Two of my trusty pals)