My question hung in the air, my eyes focused on my fellow “displaced.” The mares that were with me clung a little tighter, almost sensing the seriousness in my statement.
“If my guess is right, Diablo himself has entered my world. Did this force bring him there? Is it working with the prime evil?”
I clenched my fists. The rage beginning to build as I imagined my friends and family suffering, screaming in agony.

“What? Nah,” Jason dismissed quickly. “The Merchant is just an asshole. A bunch of Eldritch beings from the void do this sorta thing for shits and giggles.”

I began getting a bit less angry but still looked at Jason for a few minutes, searching for any signs of deceit.
“They screw with worlds for shits?”

“Dude, their beings beyond mortal comprehension who live in the void between universes. What do you expect them to do?”

I just sighed at that and started walking with the others again. My mind was reeling. I was full of questions and each one answered was just bringing up more.
“You must be used to this kinda shit, huh?” I said with a small smile. “You must be used to answering these things and seeing creatures from myths walking and talking. How long does it take to get used to?

“Give it a few months.” He shrugged.

“A few MONTHS?” I almost yelled, causing the mares on either side of me to jump.
I thought back to my world once more. A few in game days in Diablo 3 was enough to let the prime evil to bent the world to his whim and nearly destroy the game’s equivalent of heaven. What would happen after a few months?
“My friends will be dead by then…” I said, slumping my shoulders. “My home will be gone.”
Clover nuzzled my arm and looked to me with a sad smile, thee other mare squeezed my arm tighter.
“Mayhaps it would be better to take this to a pub?” the bat mare said, “Tis always good to have a drink to be sure the mood won't be too bad.”
“Can you even drink, filly?” Clover quipped.
“Of course! I’ll have you know, I can handle my mead!”
I sighed. I know that the monk in the game never drank but alcohol did sound good right now.
“I...could use a drink. Do you mind, Jason?”

“Again, all the resurrected people are naked,” he reminded, pinching his nose.

I again felt the heat rise behind my cheeks. I simply cleared my voice and nodded. The trek didn't take that long. The Princess gestured to a small store.
“That is the clothier’s establishment. Please tell her it shall be covered by the crown.” she said before giving Jason a wink and walking away.
“It seems like someone’s caught the fancy of a princess.” I said with a small chuckle.

“Yeah, that happens a lot.” Jason strolled over to the clothing store, gesturing for us to follow. “So Clover, what makes you think I have a herd?”

We went to the door and Clover raised an eyebrow.
“Well, it would be almost criminal if strapping stallions didn’t have herds.” she said at the door, “With there being so few males when compared to females, I just assumed you belonged to a herd.”
The others all went inside while I quirked an eyebrow at her and looked to Jason before following.

“oh no, I am,” he chuckled, a smile on his face. “It's just not a common practice anymore.”

“What are you saying?” Clover began with a bemused look, “herds are all over Equestria. It is curious for there not to be herds. Even before the unification one hundred years ago there were herds.”
“One hundred years?” the bat pony said, wide eyed. “I don't understand. I was told about it just three days ago...the summit was only one week ago.”
The other newly resurrected mares all nodded with agreement, their eyes filled with disbelief. Clover looked at them in shock before her ears flattened to her head with a far-off look in her eyes.
“The unification happened one hundred years ago. The fire of Devotion still burns on in the cave at the base of Mount Canterlot.”
The mare looked at Clover in complete shock, her grip on my arm tightening as tears welled in the corners of her eyes. Clover swallowed before continuing.
“The wounded warriors that died that day were given a preservation spell, so their bodies would be able to be visited and respects could be payed for thousands of years.”
The mare once more tightened her grip on my arm.
“The medic said I would live...said my body could fight the poison.”
Clover looked to the mare with a sad smile but said nothing more. The other once more buried her muzzle into me and wept. I only stood there, I had no words that I could say.

“Hey.” Jason reached out, turning her head towards him. “You've been given a second chance, you're the start of a new tribe, don't get bogged down in self pity.”

“I...I'm sorry,” she said diverting her gaze from Jason, “I know it's a weak thing to do but...I miss my family. My mother...my father…”
The mare tried her best to calm herself down before I cleared my throat.
“I know how you feel.” I told her softly, “My friends are back at home, as is my mother, Lilly. I miss them but we can't spend our time in the past. The gods shall help us on our path but we must be the ones to walk it.”
With that, the mare fell silent. She slowly let go and a smile came to her face. There was still sadness in her eyes but there was also one more thing, hope.
“Then I guess first I should get myself some new clothes.” she said before smirking to me “Mayhaps something that won't hinder a certain stallion’s view of my body?”
The heat came back with a vengeance as she winked and giggled.

“It's on the crown,” Jason informed the owner, leaning on the wall.

The unicorn behind the counter, a pearly white mare with a red mane nodded her head and gestured to the dressing rooms for the mares.
“I will not hear anything of it. I can give the dears some clothes, maybe something for more private times as well?” She said with a wink.
The heat behind my cheeks had turned into a blazing inferno at that and I joined Jason against the wall.
“Geez, these ponies really know how to turn up the heat.” I said with a sigh of defeat.

“Hey, no use in fighting it.” Jason smirked, looking down at his shoes.

“Never said I was against it.” I mumbled, glancing at the dressing room the mare went to, then to Clover. “Just not used to it is all.”
The unicorn behind the counter came up to the two with her hand below her chin. She hummed a bit before snapping her fingers.
“Come, come, dear colts, can’t have them having all the fun.” she said with a giggle, “Mystique’s Boutique also has clothes for stallions.”

“Oh no.” Jason shook his head. “Rarity would be pissed if I let anyone else make my clothes.”

“I...uh...I think I’m fine.” I said as she dragged me over to an empty dressing room.
“Oh, there's no doubting that, young stallion, I shall just make you go from fine to amazing!” Mystique sang as she pulled me into the dressing room.
Clover began laughing heartily at my predicament and leaned against the wall and waving at me as I was finally pulled inside.
“He never stood a chance.” she giggled.
Time seemed to flow a bit longer as I was in the dressing room and being fitted. After a while I finally emerged wearing puffy and baggy clothes that looked like they belonged on a Shakespearean actor. The shirt was a perfect silk that felt heavenly and was frilled at the chest and the sleeves proofed. The royal red pants were baggy and easy to move in while the shoes looked like a hardened leather but felt like they were made of clouds. I sighed before fixing mystique with a small glare.
“Oh, come now, I’m sure your comrades will agree with me. You look positively dashing.”

Jason let out a barking laugh. “You look like an idiot.”

“I feel like an idiot.” I said before going back into the dressing room and not letting Mystique inside as I changed.
“Well, I never!” She harrumphed.
“Mystique, he has to fight in his clothes, you know.”
“Such a shame. A mare should be the one to fight, not a stallion.”
In less time I came out with some black pants that were made of a tough material that was still easy to move in. Instead of a full shirt, the top looked like a kimono with one of the sleeves behind his back, exposing a shoulder that had a tattoo of a dragon going around a yin yang sign. My hands were taped and his beads were on his right wrist.

“I'm gonna be honest, the gender norms are getting a little irritating,” Jason pointed out, giving both mares a flat look.

“Oh, sorry dear, it's just, there are already so few stallions out there.” Mystique began, “They only just started allowing stallions to fight. I guess I'm just still getting used to it.”
Clover looked to Jason with hurt eyes.
“I’m sorry, Jason, I didn't mean to offend. The Princesses are working on making stallions being seen as equals but it’s hard to overcome prejudice. My mother still thinks unicorns are superior to everything else…”

“It's fine.” Jason pushed away from the wall, stretching out. “It's just, the Equestria I'm from is at least a thousand years in the future, so, this isn't even an issue.”

“The future?!” said Clover with her eyes growing wide. “Oh! There are so many things we could learn from you! What time are you from? What’s the state of our nation? Have we finally achieved peace?”
I closed the mare’s mouth and sighed a bit.
“No ruining the future, Twi-I mean, Clover.” I said, “If you stress about it it could ruin the future.”

“Of course, making these new tribes will change a few things.” Jason winked, flashing a smile.

The sound of another dressing room opening came before a mare pulled my arm to her chest, pushing it against her, now clothed, breasts. The heat returned to my cheeks as I turned and saw the bat mare smiling at me. She was wearing a classy, yet form fitting, white dress that reminded me of something an Ancient Greek might wear. She reminded me of Sophitia from Soulcalibur.
“Now then,” she said with half-lidded eyes, “I don't think, I've told you my name yet…”
I couldn't even reply to her. My brain was too busy registering what was going on. Then, it went haywire as I felt a soft sensation on my lips, she had kissed me.
“I am Songbird.” She whispered as she parted her lips from mine.
Clover quickly grabbed my other arm and I looked to Jason.
“Jason, what just happened?”

“You were just kissed by Songbird here,” Jason replied. “I am rather surprised she's lavishing her affections on you.”

“I have a habit of not stepping on another herd’s hooves.” Songbird said “I don't think your herd would appreciate another mare trying to court you.”

“Actually, I can sleep with whoever I want.” Jason ran a hand through his hair. “You have no idea how many kids I have.”

“You have kids?” I asked a bit bewildered “you've been here long enough to HAVE kids?”

“I first came to Equestria when I was 21, I'm thirty five now.”

“Well, can't say I don't want to have kids…” I muttered to get both my arms hugged “So, I guess, I should hurry and fight these demons so I can get some.”

“Doesn't look like you'll have a shortage of mares,” Jason offered, looking over as the other mares left their changing rooms.

I looked to the mares that all wore the same Greek style before looking back at Jason.
“I uh...I guess you have me there.” I said before getting serious once more, “I may need help with a certain skeletal asshole though.” I offered with a smirk.

“You make it sound like I'm leaving soon.” Jason patted my shoulder. “I'm offering to train you and Equestria’s soldiers in the various things I know. However.” He held his hand up. “I'm only going to involve myself in your battles if it's dire. Teach a man to fish and all that.”

I smiled a bit and bowed at the other man.
“I would be honored to train under you, though I may need a few drinks beforehand.” I said with a chuckle. “There's a lot that's happened and I think a drink and a spar would be great.”

Author's Note

Well, looks like things are gonna start to heat up. A monk may get a herd? I ship it. It also seems that a certain Princess may have a thing for strong Norse giants that can use the power of the Omnitrix. What do you guys think? Me? I ship it. Now then, a spar is gonna happen next, so place your bets. (Notice: no betting) will it be A monk or a Jötunn? Also, if you guys haven't already, I highly recommend checking out shagohad12's stories here!
Well, see you all next time, same bat time, same bat channel. (Notice:I may like Batman)