Broken Barrier: Modified

by BioQuillFiction

Rating: mature
Tags: Alternate Universe, Human, Science Fiction, Random, Adventure, Crossover
Length: 5416

Only a handful of people know the truth about reality and "fiction". This is a modified version for Fimfiction.

A strange stallion has been in Ponyville for a while. He talks to no one and actively avoids them. He constantly seems to have money yet no viable saddlebags are on him, he just carries an odd device on his right leg and a long decorative staff. Well one day Lyra Heartstrings's cart gets lose and runs him over. He is unharmed yet remembers nothing other than his name. Soon life turns upside down for Lyra and majority of Equestria. Read along and follow the story about how "Fiction" and "Reality" really are from the other realms view.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2017-01-25 23:57:39 UTC

The Day He Forgot

Ponyville was it's usual peaceful self, stores open right as the sun rises, fillies and colts heading to school. It was like this everyday, even when he arrived. Over six months ago, a purple stallion, unicorn with a brown mane arrived in ponyville. His cutie mark was odd, it was only the outline of a circle.

He only had two worldly possessions with him when he appeared, a decorated staff, and a strange device of metal and glass strapped to his arm. He didn't talk to any pony or look at most ponies really. Many thought him a Canterlot royal, since he seemed to always have bits whenever he went to a food stall.

One mare thought other however, where every pony else saw a stuck up royal, she saw a broken pony, living without reason. Eventually, she finally managed to say something to him.

"Look out!"

Her scream was too late however, as the wagon she was pulling straps broke, rolling back down the hill she just pulled it up, and it rolled over the stallion like a rock in the road.

"Oh crap, oh crap, oh crap!" She said, running down to check and see if the stallion was alright.

She soon stood over him, and much to her surprise, he looked unharmed. Not a scratch or even a bruise was visible. "Hey, are you okay?" She asked, gently placing a hoof on him.

He reacted, turning over with a slight grunt. It was the first time she really got a look at the stallion up close. Mainly, the device on his right arm. It was so thin, but looked sturdy. Like the stallion it also looked undamaged from the impact. She placed a hoof to the dark glass on it and it lit up, startling her greatly. It gave the time, day, year, and even location. She was amazed at the device, but she was unaware the stallion was already awake, looking at her with curiosity l. "Excuse me?"

She jumped, startled. "Sorry, I was just, uh..."

"Who are you?" He asked. Pulling himself up and sitting.

"Oh, I'm Lyra, Lyra Heartstrings. Sorry for looking at that thing on your arm. It's just so.... odd." Lyra felt sheepish for some reason talking with him. She figured it was the hitting him with the wagon making her feel skittish.

He looked at what Lyra was talking about, looking surprised to have the device on him. "What is it?"

"What do you mean, You've had it on you since you came to town two weeks ago?"

"Where is here anyway?"

Lyra felt a sinking feeling in her stomach. He wasn't acting like he did over the last few days. "Do you...  know your name, where you're from?"

"Uh, C...Cript? Yeah, I think my name is Cript. But I don't really remember anything else." Cript admitted, struggling to think of any other memories.

Oh shit! Lyra thought. "Well, come on then Cript, let's get you to the hospital, you took quite a hit."

“Something hit me? I don't feel hurt?”

“Better safe than sorry.” Strange, he really isn't hurt? Lyra thought.

The two walked through town, drawing an unexpected amount of attention towards them. The more she thought the more she realized she rarely saw Cript walking around town. She wondered where he lived, Ponyville didn't have any hotels. “So… any luck remembering… well anything?” Lyra asked.

“Not really. But for some reason I feel… lighter?”

“Lighter?”

“I can’t describe it exactly. But it’s like when I woke up I was feeling… scared, but now I’m not?”

“Well you didn’t seem scared when you were walking around town the few times I’ve seen you. If anything you looked broken.”

“Broken?”

“You didn’t talk to anypony, you actually tried to avoid ponies as much as possible. Most everyone just assumed you were a rich noble visiting here, the fact you always had bits added to that rumor.”

“Bits?”

Lyra stopped walking, making Cript stop as well. “You seriously forgot that bits are equestria’s currency? As well as the currency of most-the-rest of the world?”

“I seriously don’t really remember anything. Well, aside from my name… but I do feel guilty about that for some reason. Like when you forget a promise or something important.”

“Well, the hospital isn’t much further up ahead.”

After less than half an hour later the two made their way to the hospital. Lyra explained everything to the doctors and after several tests the two were left alone sitting in the doctor's office. Cript on the patient's chair, and Lyra on a guest chair.

“... Doctors are taking there time.” Cript said.

“I… I’m sorry.”

“Huh?”

“It’s my fault you lost your memory and… what if this is permanent. You could live the rest of your life not remembering your family or friends. All because of me…”

“From what you told me it seemed like an accident, besides, if I never remember any of who I was then maybe it was never worth remembering.” Cript said, nonchalantly.

“H-” The doctor entered, cutting off Lyra before she could speak further.

“Well, there’s bad news and more bad news, and then an option.” The doctor said.

Lyra sighed. “Well, what’s the medical term for the issue?”

“Cript had Retrograde amnesia. He can’t seem to recall much or in this case anything of who he was other than his name apparently. This can be either temporary or permanent. Only time will tell. You said he was hit and run over by a loaded cart?”

“Yes doctor, I was bringing some supplies my roommate needed for her business since she was out of town for the week. The straps broke and it rolled down the hill extremely fast, hitting Cript.”

“Well, he doesn’t seem to have any physical injuries, not even a cut or bruise. You’re a lucky stallion Cript, Even a pony like Big Mac would have had a broken rib in an accident like that.”

“Thanks?” Cript said. Confused as to who Big Mac was. “So what else is there?”

“Well, Cript not only can’t seem to recall anything about himself at all, but he can’t recall most anything about equestria. He didn’t even know who the Princesses were, I showed him a picture and he said ‘the white one eats too much and the blue one looks sad’.”

While Lyra was in shock Cript was trying hard to suppress his laughter, recalling the faces the doctors made when he said that. “Well I wasn’t lying.”

“In other news.” The doctor said. “Lastly is Cript himself. Seeing as he can’t remember anything it seems logical we need to have a guid for him to look after him til he either remembers his old life or builds a new one. Miss Heartstrings, I was hoping you would take the offer. In cases like this it is best that the patent stay with anyone they met and might have bonded with after the incident.”

“I figured as much. I am willing to take on the offer, I am responsible and my career isn’t going anywhere so I have more than enough time.”

“Alright, the crown will be paying a sum of two hundred bits a week for your service, for minor expenses, so expect that in the mail. We just need you to fill out the paperwork first.”

“Yes doctor.”

Two Days Later

“Well, that’s pretty much equestria’s history in a nutshell.” Lyra said to Cript, who was sitting on the couch next to her in her livingroom. She had spent most of mid day explaining Equestria’s history, mainly major events. “Anything else?”

“Not really. History I get but I tried using magic last night and it didn’t work quite right. Like it… rejected me almost.”

“Well the doctors said your horn wasn’t damaged at all so it can’t be that. Try a basic telekinesis spell… Lift that chair.” Lyra said, pointing to the red and blue decorative chair across from them.

“Alright.” As Lyra had told him on there first day, he focused him magic into his horn and then recalled the spell. That was the hardest part, as Cript focused on the spell his hold over his magic would start to fade, until *pop* the magic aura around Cript’s horn faded with a comical noise. “Crap…”

“Well that was sad.” Lyra deadpanned. “Maybe we can get Twilight Sparkle to help, we used to be friends back in Canterlot but she doesn’t remember me much.”

“Well, if we don’t have any other options then maybe, but how can she help?”

“She was, well still is, Princess Celestia’s personal student and is a natural born spell caster. If anypony can help you relearn how to use magic, it’s her.”

The two quickly made their way up to the giant tree down town. Cript found it amazing how such a work of magic and nature grew. Upon entering the ding of a bell from the door opening alerted the purple librarian up in her room. “I’ll be down in a minute!” She yelled down from her room.

She placed a bookmark in the book she was reading, Proper Uses of Anti Gravity Magics: Vol Vl. This was her fourth time reading that book series. She quickly used her magic and teleported down into the library, there she saw the purple stallion most of the town rumored to be a noble and a mint green unicorn mare that she vaguely remembered from less than a year ago. “Is there a book you need?”

“Hey Twilight” Lyra said, knowing Twilight clearly didn’t remember her. “My patient Cript and I-”

“You’re a doctor?” Twilight asked, trying to place where she had seen the mare, despite having known her for most of her youth.

“No, I’m just looking after him, he has amnesia and can’t remember who he is other than his name. Magic is one of the things he forgot and he can’t get it to work correctly.” She explained. Yup, she REALLY forgot me. Lyra thought.

“Oh.” Twilight walked over to Cript, looking him over. “So you’re that rumored noble?”

“So Lyra says. I didn’t have anything on me aside from this when I woke up.” Cript held out his right arm, showing Twilight the device on it. She took immediate fascination in it.

“It looks pretty strange. Never seen anypony in Canterlot with one of these. Mind if I take it to study?”

Cript’s face dropped. “If it would come off.” Upon seeing Twilight’s confused face Cript walked over to the wall and started bashing the device against it while Lyra rolled her eyes. After Five strong hits there was a noticeable dent in the wood of the wall, but when he showed it to Twilight, there wasn’t even a scuff on the glass of the device. “Won’t come off and can’t break.”

“Well, let me try and teleport it off.” Focusing her magic, Twilight’s magic aura wrapped around the device and in a flash of light she was levitating it in front of her.

“That worked?” Cript said with shock, he rubbed the part of his wrist that it was strapped to for all that time. It felt odd to him to not have it on.

Then all hell broke loose.

The glass on the screen flashed red while a deafening siren noise came from somewhere on the device. The surprise caused Twilight to lose hold over it and she dropped it, then it spoke. ”Warning, removed without user permission. Please either correct issue or return to user or Search and Return program will become active.” It spoke in a female, monotone voice.

“Twilight what did you do!?” Lyra asked/screamed. Even though the loud alarm had stopped.

“I… I think that was a safety feature. Cript, what the heck is this thing?”

“I don’t remember? But I have a bad feeling.”

”Return to user action has not been completed. Activating Search and Return program.”

“Oh crap.”

The device suddenly grew six, spider like metal legs. On the glass of the device an eyeball appeared, looking around the room. ”Searching for user…” It looked around the room, passing a gaze over Lyra, Twilight, and Cript. ”User not found via visual scan, conducting genetic tracking via user sample.”

“That thing can find it’s owner by their DNA?!” Twilight said with a excited tone of voice, pulling out a quill and parchment, she began to take notes.

The device gave two beeps and spoke again. ”User found. It turned and looked at Cript. ”User Cript Cambell. Starting rebonding program.”

It started to walk back to Cript, only for Twilight to pick it up in her magic. “Hey you, I still need to take notes.” Twilight spoke.

Somehow. The device turned while being held in Twilight’s telekinesis and the eye on the glass turned red. ”Release or JUSTICE program will be instated.” It spoke, still in monotone, but there was a threat in its voice.

At this point, Cript had a gut wrenching feeling. “Twilight, just give it to me. I’m not sure what it will do but it’s got me scared.”

“Cript, what could this tiny little-”

The device spoke again, but this time it screamed.”FAILURE TO COOPERATE! USER MADE JUSTICE PROGRAM ACTIVATED!” For a second, it looked like it turned off, then, small sparks of blue electricity and numbers began to circle it. The numbers were specifically one and zero, floating in lines across the device, it grew to the size of a minotaur easy, then a flash of light revealed something unexpected.

The device was the head of the bipedal object. It’s body being made of metal, the words ‘Freak Incorporated Model A-209 Assistant’ were printed on what would be the chest of the biped. The eye on the original device, now the head of the impossible machine, was still read, and looking right at Twilight.

“W… what?” Twilight stuttered.

”Custom user JUSTICE program active. Directive. If ever removed, Instructions state to neutralize culprit. Resist and you will be harmed.”

“Just say ‘I surrender’ Twilight.” Twilight looked over at Cript. “Just trust me.”

Gulping, Twilight closed her eyes. “I… surrender.” She whimpered.

”Culprit surrendered. Restricting for authorities.” The machine brought up two appendaged and they made a snap noise when it rubbed them together. In a flash of light, Twilight was in hoof cuffs and was wearing a ring on her horn. ”Returning to standard program.” Ones and Zeros floated around the machine again and in a flash of light it was back to just the small device it was originally. It spider walked to Cript, and jumped on his wrist. It popped open and wrapped itself around his wrist, and absorbed the spider limbs, it looked as if nothing happened.

“... WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED?!” Lyra finally spoke, having been speechless the whole time of the device’s tantrum.

“Can either of you get me out of these? This ring restricts magic.” Twilight asked. Once the ring was off, Twilight took the cuff off herself. “Well… I for one say we never talk about what just happened. If my experience with Pinkie Pie and her Pinkie sense has taught me anything it’s that something's either don’t need an explanation, or should be put off until a later date.”

“Well all I got out of all of that is that it kept saying user made program… that would mean I made it able to do… whatever that was… the fuck was I before?” Cript said. “And it called me Cript Cambell. That’s my full name?”

“Are we seriously not gonna talk about that!?” Lyra asked again. “How did it do any of what it did?!”

“Magic?” Cript said, making Lyra fall over.

“Magic or not I’m gonna need some hard cider in order for me to process what just happened.”

Cript tapped the glass and it lit up, showing time, date, and location. It was back to normal. “What is this thing?”

“I think it had the word Assistant on that weird minotaur like body it somehow made and absorbed.” Twilight said, looking at the device on Cript’s wrist with a fearful curiously. And from a fair distance across from him.

“Assistant?”

”Yes user?” It spoke, causing everyone, especially Twilight, to jump.

“Uhhh… What are you?”

The glass flickered and a movie began to play. Everyone watched it closely.

”Greeting new youth. If you are watching this video then you have just turn ten and you have now received, and equipped, your Assistant. As you many already know, an Assistant is a nifty little device that in our modern world has become an essential part of our everyday lives and survival”

The video then began showing the image of a strange, all black creature with white eyes and another minotaur like creature, also wearing an Assistant.

”With the Assistant, it will be much safer to roam outside of safe zones and deal with THE HOSTILE SHADOW CREATURES!”

The movie spoke about that part louder.

Shadow creatures? Cript thought. That sound familiar.

”Before engaging combat with your Assistant equipped, here are some helpful tips. Tip number one; Your Assistant can show you how strong your opponent is. Take this common shadow creature, a Shadow, for example. The Assistant uses advanced magic and computer calculations to see how hard it will be to defeat this enemy. Using this same magic, you will notice a green, yellow, and red colored bar, typically above the head of your opponent.”

“Oh, that’s what those are.”

“Wait, you actually see those?” Lyra asked.

“Yeah, was shocked when Twilight took this thing off and those vanished. So this thing can do that.”

“Hush, it’s still playing!” Twilight said.

”Having all three colors in the bar means your enemy is unharmed, but by landing a hit,”

The minotaur like creature walked up to the Shadow and pulled out a hammer out of nowhere and smacked the Shadow with it, and the bar above it’s head lost the green.

”You will damage them. The green part of the bar shows how many hits your enemy will have before they become injured, once it’s in yellow, you’re enemy is injured. This is when the battle can become the hardest, as your enemy will fight with more power, and force. Land hits and avoid damage yourself until the red section is either entered or gone. Once the red section is entered, your enemy might pass out from stress. But if the red is gone, they are dead.”

“That’s… morbid… and kids get these things?” Cript said, earning a nervous stare from Lyra and Twilight.

”Tip number two; Your assistant is your storage.”

“Storage?” All three spoke, confused and curious.

The glass now displayed what looked like the device itself on the left side of the video, but with a suitcase image on it.

”No longer are the days of your heavy hauling your excess items. Now thanks to Freak Inc’s atom-to-data spell matrix, you can turn your everyday items into digital data and store it within your Assistant. The digital storage that your items will take up vary depending on their weight. By default, your Assistant has two thousand terabytes of internal memory. This can be modified and upgraded at your pleasure.”

“What's a terabyte?” Twilight asked.

“Don't remember. But I feel like it's not as big as some people think.” Cript replied.

”And tip number three; Automatic Customization. This feature sends small electrical singles from your Assistant into your brain, scanning your mind and reading the results, creates a customized organization of your items based on your mind. For more information, please view the other product informational videos.”

The glass screen of the device went black, signaling the video’s end.

“That was… strange… Cript where do you come from?” Lyra asked, looking at the stallion.

“No idea but I felt… embarrassed watching that for some reason.”

“Should we watch the rest?” Twilight asked.

“Maybe later. First, magic. I need help with it, it’s the whole reason we came and once I can use magic I’ll mess with this thing more and we can all figure out what the hell this thing does, and maybe figure out who I am.”

“Okay. Seems fair.”

A Little More Information

Despite all Twilight’s efforts Cript still could not manage magic. After working into the night the three called it a night and went to home to rest. The next morning however…

“Cript!” Twilight yelled as she bursted into Lyra’s home. It was there at the kitchen counter she saw Lyra and Cript eating bowls of cereal with surprised expressions. “Good you’re here!”

“Where else would we be?” Cript stated as Twilight walked up next to him.

“So, I didn’t get much sleep last night cause I kept trying to put things into perspective. Exactly how that device did what it did and then it came to me. It showed us that movie when we asked what it was. So I concluded that if we ask it the right questions we’ll be able to learn about it, you, and where you came from!”

“I kinda figured that out when that video popped up. I did try and ask it where I came from when we got home, but it just said “Connection to Chip-X required” Whatever that is.”

“Seems like another way of saying ‘withheld information’ in my opinion.” Lyra said. “So, wait, you want us to just sit around asking that mechanical/magical abomination on Cript’s wrist questions?”

“Exactly. I’ve already informed my friends not to disturb the library and Spike is in Canterlot visiting my parents. It will be like a movie night!” Twilight replied.

“It’s ten in the morning.” Cript clarified.

“Regardless! Come by the library in an hour, I’ll have everything set.” With her horn light up and flash, Twilight teleported out of the the kitchen and back to the library to prepare.

“... It was a one sided friendship?” Cript asked Lyra.

“Yeup. Least Moon Dancer, Minuette, and Twinkleshine made it fun.” She replied as the two continued their breakfast.

The hour had passed and Cript and Lyra walked over to Twilight’s library. A large sign saying ‘CLOSED’ on the front door. The two entered and within the main lobby they saw a large couch, a table of assorted snacks, and even a small popcorn maker popping away.

“She went all out.” Cript said.

“Where was this Twilight at the parties we threw?” Lyra asked.

The door upstairs opened and Twilight walked down. “Good, you’re on time. I hope we’ll be able to enjoy this.” Noticing her horn lit up, Cript saw Twilight followed by papers, quills, and ink jars all wrapped in Twilight's magic aura. “I wanna take as many notes as possible.”

“Sure looks like it.” The three sat up on the couch, Cript sitting between Lyra and Twilight… He felt… unexplainably nervous where he was.

”So what should we look at first?”

“Magic. Still can’t do it, wanna know what I’m doing wrong.” Cript stated.

“Sounds like a plan. Let’s get watching.”

Cript lifted the Assistant up to him. “Assistant?”

”Yes Cript?” It replied.

“What information do you have on magic… specifically mine?”

”All information regarding magic is within digitally stored documents. Activating Audio Reader Program.” A few seconds passed, yet Twilight felt them pass as hours. ”Magic as we know it today has five categories; Life, Dark, Love, Innocent, and Origin.

“Life magic is what every being within the known universes can access and use. It passed and flows through space, time, and exists in a realm overlapping our own. Dark magic is any of the four other magic’s listed corrupted and negatively charged. Although powerful, known side effects include; Insanity, homicidal thoughts and tendencies, physical mutilation, and in extreme cases, death. Love magic to this day is known little about, and what is known it that it influences the interactions of intelligent life forms, by linking two or more individuals together, as well as guiding individuals during hardships. Love magic has been referred to as Destiny and are thought to either be linked or one in the same.

“Innocent magic is a powerful type of magic that influences one's the way individuals view the world. It is the only magic that can only be used by children or those with a childlike mind. Despite being unusable as a magical resource, being within it’s presence distributes a calming effect on those with extreme anxiety or depression.

“Origin magic is the most powerful force in creation. What little of it we have found, when harnessed, allows users to bend and shape reality, time, space, and the core of existence. It is extremely valuable and is considered the source of all magic, life, and creation.”

With the Assistant done with the brief explanation on magic, Twilight was rapidly taking notes, even as it started again. ”User Cript according to his genetics and aura data is a Hybrid magic user. His body generates Mana within himself while his aura draws in magic from the environment around him.

“Don't unicorns do that naturally anyways?” Lyra asked.

“True we do gather magic around us and we can generate it within us, remember that Cript isn't a normal unicorn. He might not even bee from Equestria all all! He might be an alien!” Twilight said, not even looking up from her quick note writing.

“Take me to your leader.” Cript said, earning a laugh from Lyra.

“That's actually a great idea Cript, we can take you to the princesses and see where we go from there!” Twilight said, finishing her tenth page of notes.

“That was a joke Twilight.”

“It’s still a good idea! Now let’s see… ask it how you are supposed to use magic.”

“Alright. Assistant, how do I use magic?”

”User has blocked information regarding self in the unlikely event of death or amnesia. Password required to access information.”

“Well that was helpfull.”

“Try saying ‘How to use magic.’” Twilight said.

“Kay. Assistant, how to use magic?”

”Records on magic usage point to three primary methods and one rare ability. Method one utilized the memorization of special symbols to control the mana within or around the user. Method two is the practice and utility of spells both verbal and mental. The third method uses special items such as rings, necklaces, bracelets, and other such items that have been enhanced to allow a specific or multiple spells.

“Lastly is the unique gift that only mana itself can bestow to a mage. The ability to manipulate magic at will. This rare ability has no limits, only the user's imagination determines what they can and cannot do with their mana. Legends say that individuals with this ability could battle against gods and walk away unharmed. Only two people in recorded history have this gift, a mage that was born fifty-nine centillion years ago, and the current president of Freak Incorporated.”

“Wow, the ability to control mana at will! That practically makes whoever this president person is a god! They could take on the princesses in a fight! And win!” Lyra blurted, imagining the possibilities.

“But, if that’s true then… who or what is this president?” Twilight asked. “A being of that magnitude could be powerful enough to destroy Equestria. Who is this the president?”

“Let’s ask.” Cript replied. “Assistant, who is the president of Freak Incorporated?”

”Information withheld. Current world location known as Equess, is not currently part of the Unity Conduct. Information will be available offworld.”

“Offworld… So Cript really is an alien!” Twilight beamed with joy.

“Attempt to dissect me and I scream rape.” Cript deadpanned, causing Lyra to laugh uncontrollably while Twilight blushed.

“I… I’d never do something like that! It would just be harmless tests! … Mostly harmless.”

“Well, magic is still… wait, didn’t… Lyra didn’t you pick up some odd looking staff when we went back to where you ran me over?”

Lyra attempted to calm herself, after a few deep breaths she finally stopped giggling like a filly. “Y... Yeah. It was some kinda decorative walking stick you’ve had since before I ran you over… and that was still an accident.”

“That aside, didn’t this thing say that some uses of magic require items? Maybe that thing is what let’s me use magic!”

“That may be the case, it did have strange engravings on it too.” Lyra pondered, remembering the item. It was hard to forget really. It was taller than any pony, even Big Mac. The very top was decorated in what looked like gold that was molded into a bladed circle of sorts. “I think I put it in the broom closet? Yeah, yeah I did.”

“We can test it out some other time. For now what else should we ask it?”

“Actually I have an idea.” Twilight said, picking up a blank scroll from the pile. “Spik- oh right, he’s not here… Well I guess I’ll use Princess Celestia’s method.” Twilight wrote down a letter to Celestia, asking if Luna would be available, and if so, could she be asked a favor of. Rolling it up, she used her magic to replicate the spell she had seen Celestia use countless times to send letters through Spike’s fire breath. The letter was soon engulfed in green fire as the smoke seemingly glided out the window. “And now we wait.”

To say Celestia’s current situation wasn’t dire was like comparing apples and oranges, both so beloved yet so different. She looked to right, gazing upon a large slice of dark chocolate cake with strawberry icing coating the pastry like a blanket. To her left, a slice of fresh vanilla ice cream cake, with flakes of mint chocolate on top. The choices royalty must make.

“Oh screw it.” She said, taking a fork full of both cakes and devouring them, savoring their mixing flavors. “Not like I've gained any weight in the past hundred years.”

Suddenly, a familiar smoke entered her throne room through the open window above the stain glass window portraying the events of Twilight and her friends using the Elements of Harmony. Soon the smoke reached her, forming into the ever familiar letters she gets from Twilight.

“Odd, she usually doesn't send a friendship report unless it's Tuesday?” She opened the letter and read it's contents.

Dear Princess Celestia.

I am writing you this letter asking you if Princess Luna is available, and if she is, could she please write back and if possible come to The Golden Oaks Library here in Ponyville. I have an experiment that she and her special talent could prove useful in and I will give a full report upon it's completion.

“Huh, wonder what experiment Twilight is doing that Luna is needed? She must just want to know about how her dream walking spell works. Guards?”

“Yes Princess?” A guard asked, stepping in from his hallway guard post.

“Could you call my sister here? It appears my faithful student requires her assistance.”

“Yes your highness.”

Some time had passed since Twilight sent the letter. The group passed the time with snacks and some books. Twilight insisted they leave the Assistant alone until a reply came.

And it came with enthusiasm.

In a bright flash of light, the princess of the night appeared before Twilight, Lyra, and Cript bearing a wide grin. “Twilight Sparkle… and company? I am here as requested!”

“What, no fireworks?” Cript said, earning a fearful glance from Twilight and Lyra.

“You know I did think about it, but didn't add that spell to my teleportation. Sister thought it would be too showy.” Luna replied. “So, Twilight, what is this project you are working on that requires my assistance?”

“R… right.” Twilight stuttered. She placed a hoof on Cript’s shoulder. “This is Cript, and, well he has secrets that we don't know and he can't remember.” As Twilight explained what had occurred, and showed a few examples using Cript's Assistant, Luna’s expression slowly turned to a frown. “So we were hoping you could enter his mind and try and bring his memories back. Can you do it?”

Luna frowned. “Well it is possible, but if such devices like that on his wrist… It's frightening really. I suppose I can, so long as you and miss Heartstrings join me. This adventure will be… Straining.”

“Of course princess Luna. We’d be happy to help.” Twilight replied.