G.I.T.P Ghost in the Pony

[Major! Come in Major! Major Motoko Kusanagi!]

Motoko weakly opened her eyes. Everything was white from the dust from the…strange…she couldn’t remember what happened. She could see blood flowing down her eyes, since she was a cyborg it didn’t hurt at all; it just made things look fuzzier. She guessed that her brain case was damaged. All she could remember is that if she had failed the world would have gone to war because of someone’s selfishness. She looked down to her lap. Her ally Batou’s head was resting there. He wasn’t moving, and his Prosthetic body was nearly 86% ruined. Beyond them were the remains of a Tachikoma AI Walker Tank; it was just half of the front pod with only one arm still attached. Motoko looked down at her own body. Sure enough it was damaged well beyond repair.

[MAJOR RESPONED!!!]

Someone was calling her wirelessly. She responded likewise.

[Yes chef]

[Thank god! For a moment there I thought that…well enough of that now, what happened]

Her memory’s where still fuzzy, but she knew they had done what they needed to do.

[Mission accomplished]

[Grate! Where are you, tell us your location so we can pick you up]

Motoko’s eyes where failing. The image of the world was becoming pixelated and shaky.

[I don’t think you need to rush things chef…I also think you can forget about my job payment]

[Major what are you…]

[Tell everyone…it was an honor…and a privilege to work with them…all of them]

[Waite Major Moto…]

The communicator in her body finally failed. She could feel her body slowly shutting down. She raised her hand just in time for it to fall on Batou’s back. She looked up at the sky and used the last of her strength to smile.

“Saving the world from the threat of world war five, not a bad way to go out is it Batou”

That was the last thought she had, before her eyes closed, and the world turned black.

It was black at first. Black, numb, without sound or heat. That’s when Motoko realized that she couldn’t be dead. If she were then she wouldn’t be able to think of such things. Motoko wasn’t a religious person, or to be more accurate she just never had the time or patience to consider the idea of an afterlife, she had enough philosophical questions to answer about the world she lived in without what would happen after she died, but she was sure enough that this wouldn’t be anyone’s vision of the world of the dead. After getting that little thought out of the way Motoko noticed that the world was changing. Well not changing so much as becoming brighter. The black of the empty space was changing to grey, and then into white, an impossibly bright white that in any other circumstance would probably have blinded her. Motoko looked around. At least she thinks she was, in this emptiness it was impossible to tell. When Motoko looked down she saw that her body was also impossibly white, with only a light purple edge to it, and she didn’t cast a shadow. It was almost like she was a line drawing on a sheet of paper.

“Miss Kusanagi”

Motoko flinched. Slowly she raised her head from looking at her outlined hand to the one who had just appeared in front of her. What had spoken wasn’t a person, or anything like she had ever seen. It looked at first like a swarm of light blue lines with two bright blue eyes in the muddle, but after looking for a moment she could recognize legs and wings on the strange creature. It was almost too much for her to admit it to herself but it looked like a cave painting of a horse come to life, a horse with big eyes, wings and a horn. Motoko hesitated for a moment before responding.

“Who…or what are you?”

The drawing like thing bowed its head…

“I am all, yet I am nothing, I am everywhere, yet I am nowhere, I live, yet I have never been born”

Motoko said nothing as the horse like entity spoke. She talked in a calm motherly voice, at least she thought it was female, it had the voice of one.

“You and you loved ones have past on from your world, but you will not die today”

Motoko looked at the creature.

“What?”

Motoko tried to clench her hands, but something felt off. Was it just her imagination or where her fingers shrinking? The creature spoke again…

“Fate has decided that you will live on, different, and far away, but free of the destiny that you have lived up until now”

Motoko tried to lift her left leg, but it felt wrong. The joint’s felt like they where to close to each other, and her toes didn’t feel like they where even there…

“You are being given a new life. What you and your friends do with it, is all up to you”

Motoko tried to move her fingers, but they weren’t there anymore. Her feet felt wrong, her body felt wrong, she was changing…

“May you find happiness”

Then in a blink of an eye, everything went black.