Emily's Mind

EMILY'S MIND

EPISODE 5

Soooo. What now? Well I've learned a whole lot of stuff, but at the same time I've got just even more questions now. I even just realized I should've asked him how he knew my name. Okay so what are a few questions I should ask him next time I see him? Well outside of that obvious one, what even is his job with GMan and his employers? Does everyone in Equestria even think he's still alive? Has any even changed because of this? Do other Discords know about DMan's accomplishment? Do other Discords know that DMan's fixing their messes? I need some rest. I quickly pulled off my cloths and went straight to sleep. Yeah I sleep in the nude so what? Don't tell me you haven't tried it at least once.

I awoke to find myself, in a dark room? Uhhhh, where am I? Am I dreaming? I must be since i just went to sleep. Okay what if I turn around? I turned around to see a H.E.C.U Marine Power Armor Vest and the same gas mask Adrian Shephard wore. Sweet! I ran into them and a power up noise came and I saw health and a armor power reading in the bottle left of my vision. Eeyup, this is a dream. I turned back around to see I was now in some kind of forest. A forest? Man I could dream of WAY better scenario than this! Waaaait a second. This isn't another one of my visions is it? For those who don't know, I have this gift where I can foresee events before they can ever occur. I never know when it happens, so when it does it comes as a surprise to me. Don't think of it as a OP Mary Sue thing, it only happens to warm me of anything that might embarrass me, or put me in total danger. It's a rare occurrence, so don't expect it EVERY chapter.

I went through my inventory and found I had seven inventory slots. All in rows of three except for seven and six which had only two. I went to slot one. Items were a Pipe Wrench, Combat Knife, and a Spear. I checked slot two. There was a Glock 17, Colt Python, and Desert Eagle with laser sight. Slot 3, MP5 with a grenade attachment, M4 with no grenade attachment, and SPAS-12. Slot 4, RPG with a tracking laser sight, Gluon Gun, and Tau Cannon. Those two came at a surprise. What the hell?! This really is a dream! Well, anyways, slot 5, hand grenades, satchel charges, and laser claymore trip mines. Slot 6, M249 S.A.W and Sniper Rifle. Slot 7, jars of ink which made me slip, and a rod producing electricity. Damn I've got quiet the arsenal. Maybe this won't be such a bad dream. I then heard the cry of a poison headcrab zombie. Okay I take it back, this is a living nightmare! I quickly pulled out the M249 and prepared myself. Oh please god let this suit have the nerotoxin cure.

I was waiting and then I heard running footsteps. Pulling out some binoculars I saw- WHAT THE FUCK?! A BLOOD HOOF?! AW HELL NAW! HELL NAW! I fired a shit ton of bullets into the zombie and tore it to shreds with the M249's bullet barrage. Ha ha! Take that you Blank rip off!

Uhhh, why the hell is Nuclear Mission Jam playing? I quickly pulled up my binoculars and- oh. Ohhhhhh! I SEE WHY NOW! HOLY FUCKING SHIT IT'S A DAMN HOARD OF BLOODY HOOVES, RAGE VIRUS ZOMBIES, AND BLANKS! FUCK I DON'T THINK I'VE GOT ENOUGH BULLETS FOR THIS SHIT! UH, DMAN ANY TIME NOW! HELP! GAH FUCK ME SIDEWAYS I DON'T HAVE TIME TO WAIT! I'M GONNA BE A FUCKING PILE OF LIMBS IF I DON'T ACT NOW! I blasted all of my M249 bullets at the hoard. DIE, DIE, DIE, DIE! The numbers slowly thinned out, but soon my M249 was out of bullets. I quickly switched to the MP5 out of fear and started using the grenades. There were only 3 and those only made the hoard somewhat thin. Damn, damn, damn, damn! They're getting closer! WHAT DO I DO?! I quickly pulled out the SPAS-12 and double barrel blasted the oncoming hoard. The numbers thinned again but not by much before I was out of bullets again. Okay, time for a new approach! I pulled out the Gluon Gun. OH PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD USE DIFFERENT AMMO THAN THE TAU CANON! I fired the beam at the hoard killing some by slicing them in half. I ran out of ammo just as soon as it was down to just a few left.

I switched to the Tau Canon, OH THANK GOD IT USED DIFFERENT URANIUM AMMO,but it was too late!

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! SOMEONE HELP ME!"

"BEGONE WRETCHED CREATURES!"

Suddenly lightning came down eradicating the hoard and putting me into a peaceful valley  filled with flowers.

"What the?! Did I do that?!" I asked myself out loud

"No. It is our doing."

I turned around to see- what the fuck?! Sh was a dark blue alicorn with a long flowing mane glistening of stars, her tiara was pure black as well as her royal like apparel.

"Whoa! Did I take Oxycodone in my sleep again?" I asked myself, "Because that's the only way I'd imagine a hot babe like that in my dreams."

She seemed to blush.

"Flattering. But no. I am not a figment of your dreams. I am Princess Luna. The princess of the night and guardian of dreams." She stated, "It is my duty to help those of Equestria to seek a different path than the one they take, before they wind up like I once did."

"That's most likely stuff that's gonna be used later into the story so I'm not gonna ask what you mean. Yet."

"What?"

"Nothing." I said, "Sooo, why are you here?"

"It has come to my attention that you are new to Equestria right?" Luna asked

"Yeah." I answered

"Tell me. What do you know of this DMan that Twilight' told me about?" Luna aked

"He's this world's Discord who can go to other universes." I answered

"THAT FOUL CREATURE IS STILL ALIVE?!" She asked in shock

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! He's just been on my world cleaning up the messes other Discords have done!" I said

"The messes other Discords have made?" She asked, "I don't follow."

After explaining the whole situation to Luna, I think she has a better understanding of the situation.

"I see. You are very lucky then." She said, "Hmmm. Emily, what do you wanna become when you grow older?"

"I was thinking about joining the military, or possibly becoming a Theoretical Physicist, but I reconsidered the second I realized the military would want me to cut my hair and and I'd have to have my hair in a way as to where it wouldn't catch on fire if I was to become a Theoretical Physicist, and I like my hair like it is." I said, "As of right now, I really don't know."

"Emily, as of yeasterday you're trending down a path someone else once took." Luna said, "A dark path no pony should've taken."

"Excuse me?" I said, "You're not making much sense right now Luna."

"You'll learn in due time Emily Summers. In due time you will learn that sometimes dreams aren't always worth chasing."

She then flew up into the sky and everything started to go hazy.

I soon awoke and looked around. Whoa. Now that was trippy dippy. I soon put on my cloths and put my backpack on putting the pipe wrench inside. Hey ya can't exactly be too careful now can ya? Heading downstairs I yawned closing my eyes before quickly opening them as soon as I felt I bumped into someone. I saw it was Randolph.

"Sorry Randolph. Didn't see ya there." I said with a sly giggle

"It's alright Ms. Summers. Mrs. Rich wanted to see you outside." Randolph said

"Oh really? Huh, wonder what she wants." I said to myself

I went outside and was met with Spoiled holding her hands behind her back. Okay either she has something for me, or she's secretly got her fingers crossed. Either way, I'm not ready for either of them. Okay maybe the former I do, but I'm still not sure.

"Emily." Spoiled said getting my attention, "You are my daughter now. You know this."

"Yea? So?" I asked

She moved her hands out forward and- am I still dreaming? I mean there is no way real, I mean she just placed a diamond tiara on my head! Er, not my sister, I mean, YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN! Well, might as well check to see if I am dreaming, can't hurt to check can it? I raised part of my shirt and put my hand on my side- YEOWCH! And pinched myself.

"Okay I am certainly not dreaming." I said outloud

"I gave you that tiara so that ponies may recognize you for who you are. Emily, I want you to show your fellow classmates in school that you mean business, that you aren't as weak as your sister is, that you will not fall for what those Crusaders have to say. They are below you, remember that."

"In other words keep doing what I've always been doing."

"Excuse me?"

"Oh please I already knew those that aren't like me are below me. AND I HAVE A TIARA TO PROVE IT NOW JOEY!"

"Why are you screaming into the sky? And who's Joey?"

"Someone who, if he was here right now, would be getting the I told you so dance."

Spoiled just looked confused.

"Don't judge me." I said

So. I'm going to a school for foals. Well if there's any way I'm gonna learn anything about this world going to school seems like the only logical coarse of action. Also from what I've told Spoiled about my school system, Ponyville has no High School, or Middle School, since it was founded by Earth Ponies. That doesn't exactly make a whole lot of sense, but I'm in a world full of anthropomorphic ponies who can use magic and fly, what do I have to argue with when everything around here would make Issac Newton go crazy and lay an egg within a matter of seconds of seeing this world. Every bit of logic I had back on Earth has been completely thrown out the damn window, and who the hell knows if any of my eleventh grade knowledge is gonna help me. As long as it doesn't involve math I'll be good. Math has gotta be the one subject everyone hates about school. I mean a shit ton of that stuff is not even needed for people who's going for a regular diploma, I mean a lot of it is just for people who seek advanced jobs and wanna try to make a business from the word go. If I was still back on earth I would show them that it's possible to get rich from earning your way there.

But, here I am, living the rich life, I guess, from the word go. Man this all feels like some kind of giant experiment, like this is all just one big test to see what would happen if someone who's clearly had a lot of thinking and time on their hands to be put in this type of scenario and see where everything went from there. Maybe this is all just an experiment. Maybe I'm just in purgatory because maybe I'm actually dead. Who knows where this new life is gonna take me. Just as long as I don't have to do a giant story that makes half to no sense all the time, Then again I could use some more weapons. I mean a Pipe Wrench is good and all, but even that starts to grow dull over time. I don't think I've even used it at all this entire story. I mean outside of breaking that glass that proved to be pointless, the only actual weapon I used was the Colt Python, but I got to use one damn bullet. That's not exciting.

Suddenly I heard the sound of a Glock 17 going off. What the?! I went towards the sound through the trees and came out to a clearing where there was a- wait WHAT THE HELL?! IS THAT ME?! Oh wait it's just a random useless OC that just so happens to have my clothing minus a few in some areas. This feels like deja vu for some reason. I bet there's probably others out there that suffers the same problem. They find a dead body, somehow come to the conclusion it's them, but then realize it's just a random OC pony that looks like them. I mean how would you even come to the conclusion that it's yourself in the first place?! Time travel?! I'm pretty sure if this was me I would've felt something by now. That's what happens when a version of your from the future dies right? Time travel's weird, I'm just giving myself a headache thinking about it.

Okay let's see how he/she died. Hmmm. Okay no bullet holes from the looks of things, claw marks allover the body, what looks to be a hole in the stomach presumably by a large piercing object, looks like she got mauled to death and got pierced. But how though? I didn't hear anything that sounded like animal that could maul her to death or even pierce her. I just heard gunshots and that's it. Ah well. Free weapon! I'll take that! Okay let's see here. Hmm. Hey wait a minute! This isn't a Glock 17! This is a Beretta M9! It's just got the damn clip size of a Glock 17! What the hell! Either someone put in the high definition graphics of my life, or these ponies don't know their guns! Ehhh I'll go for the later being correct. I mean if humans are part of Equestrian mythology they probably know all about humans having guns. They probably just can't tell the names of some of them. Oh cool some extra ammo. Okay replace the clip, done. Now to just put these into my backpack and get the hell out of here. Come to think of it, how the hell is my backpack even capable of holding all this? I mean it makes more sense then having 1,000 of TVs on your person to hold everything, I'm looking at you Silent Hill, and naturally a backpack can help in the most crucial of ammo situations. Why else do soldiers even have back packs in the first place other than to carry around the the essentials? Man if I was saying this out loud and Ashley was here she'd be going, "You're just saying all that to make you feel big Emily, like usual you're just overthinking things."

WELL WHO'S OVERTHINKING NOW?! I HAVE A GUN! Well, time to go to school with a gun in my backpack.