Chapters Prologue: The Orphan’s orphan.
Author's Note
I made the prologue with “Max & Twilight” in mind. Thank you much. =D
So here it be.
Prologue: The Orphan’s orphan.
So Yeah… ok. One day walking home from Zecora’s place I came across a human lying in a pool of blood and what looked like oil. However the disturbing part was all the body parts of I think manticores riddled all over the place. “Holy Fuck” was the only thing I could think of before the guy sat up like the Undertaker… taking a better look at him, I saw he was covered with injuries. Like every creature you can think of came and attacked him. I saw a pair a huge claw marks on his chest, from a Hydra I found out later, burns here and there, a dragon, bite and claw marks from humans, a scar making a permanent smile on his face, his teeth, chipped and jagged, no nose, and claw marks on both eyes and all that was just what I saw at the time. He wears a dress, kilt maybe. Anyways… The Next thing I notice was just how big he was. Huge… like 6”5’ easy, with muscle that would make Broly proud. “Not Equestrian… good to know” I then saw that the oil from before was coming from some of his open wounds. “Is He Infected?! The guy stood up, “7 feet, definitely.” And walked right up to me. Fighting the urged to run thinking that if I did he’d think “FOOD” standing right in front of me he put one of his monster hands on my head, the other my shoulder. Moved them from head, down my face, neck then chest. The other from shoulder to shoulder. Thinking just what the fuck he was doing I Took a closer look at the scars on his eyes. “He’s blind” I then come to remember that this guy was infected. I mean sure I’m safe from the virus but I know Twilight’s not gonna be happy about this. Jerking back I moved away from him. The big guy in turn flinch a little but then moved his hands in the air looking for me. I then quietly as I could, walked away, thinking it best to go get Twilight & bring her here. With that said, I did feel bad for just up and leaving a blind man, even though it really looked like he could stand his ground with anything.
Leaving Everfree, I started to the library. A moment past when I kept seeing pony after pony gawk at me with confusion. At first I thought they didn’t recognize me, but I noticed it wasn’t me they were staring at. What ever it was. It was behind… Me. Looking back I jumped to find the big guy following me a few feet away. How someone his size can be so silent… Damn.
……………………………………………………………………………
“No!” Twilight told me when I jokingly ask her if we could keep him. She was looking at me with a mix of anger and worry. “Oh come on Twi, after all he did follow me home from Everfree.” I sighed. “No” she said again. I just gave her an Inquisitive look. “First off,” Twilight started. “He’s a Giant of a human. He haves at least a foot on you. Then he looks as if he’s been through much… Much more then you ever did. Next he looks sick, infected, a little crazy too…” As Twilight started to rant and list off all the cons in keeping him. He started to chuckle. That took both Twilight and me aback. Twi, dumbstruck to see a smile slowly growing on his face. Me, He just confirmed that I was right to call him NOT Equestrian. When he stopped he then proceeded to walk around the library. As voicing my thoughts “He isn’t from here… is he?” Twilight asked me. “Nope” I said in response. We jumped a little when the big guy knocked over a pile of books Twilight was looking over before I arrived with him. “You think he can understand us” Twilight asked me. “Only one way to find out."
We found out, yes. He can indeed understand every word we say. It was hard to know just what “he” was saying though. He didn’t speak a word but we made progress. Like, we found out he haves an “Owner” much like Twilight and me. A brand on his left of a symbol of some sort told us, and then we started calling him Joker from a brand on his right of a pair of Joker playing cards. Yes it was odd to have a pair of different brans on him but I digress. We also found out why he couldn’t talk either. He haves no tongue. It was ripped out of him from one of his ordeals. No we didn’t push the matter. Nether of us wanted to. But anyways. After learning of his owner, Twilight decided to find him. She started on a locater spell as I made tea. Soon after Twilight finished the spell. Turns out the pony was in the Everfree, maybe looking for his Human. We wanted to go and help him out. You know, Everfree and all, but Joker just laughed at that. He didn’t think he needed it. So we didn’t. We waited. Twilight did comment that he seemed to be heading straight to the library. Yeah I know, we even had a little scuffle but that ended with Joker sitting in front of the door. I don’t think Joker’s violent, just strong as all hell. Point is, we waited. As we did I decided to do some knowledge seeking. With his permission I measured him up, weighed him, took his temperature, 7”2, 476 lb., all muscle too, & a whopping 101.3 degrees, no he wasn’t sick, I asked. That’s just normal for him. “Meaning… dare I say it. no? anyways”
An hour later a knock on the door told us of his pony’s arrival. Opening the door, there stood a wrinkly old pony but pretty well built. A light gray coat, crimson red mane and tail with a few streaks of white flowing through it. His tail, half in a bun, samurai style. That symbol from before stood on the pony’s flank and his over all demeanor, aura, screamed Noble. Then he spoke… It scared me. I mean, it wasn’t evil scary but like his voice radiated power, with a wheezy gargle to it, & all it was “Hello Human… Is mine around?”
Ok, so here’s what we learned after he arrived.
Joker’s name in his native tongue is “Evaelk” A-vilk?, we kept calling him Joker, and he didn’t seem to mind. All his injuries happened after he came to Equestria say for his blindness, he said happened at birth. Well, Orphan said so. And he comes not from Earth, “right…” His blood is black as oil; just the way humans are, so he tells me. Never mind bout that though. When he first arrived on Equestria he was put through a similar situation as I was. Ponies found him, enslaved him but unlike me, Joker was force drugs and steroids that would’ve killed any normal Terran right away. Personally I don’t think those ponies even expected Joker to live at all. They just used him like a lab rat.
As for the pony. His name is Orphan, so he calls himself. 50 years ago he was apart of those experiments I mentioned earlier, He thinks. “50 years?” that didn’t seem right to me. But I guess that just cause ponies on Earth were lucky to reach 40. Anyways. I let him continue. He only remembers bits and pieces of his own past. Stable memories starts just about 5 year’s ago. Before that are just flashes or blurry images for him. He doesn’t even remember what his cutie mark means. “The symbol, now that I think about it, it looks familiar.” Regardless, we didn’t get to spend too much time with Orphan to get to know him properly. But honestly, other then that voice of his, he’s a nice pony to be around. Reminds me of Celestia and you actually. That whole Powerful, but humble vibe that you have. Even though he’s just a normal pony, he haves something radiant about him. “What?... what I say?”
“My Apologies Max” Luna said with a hint of fear in her eyes.
“What’s going on Luna?”
………………………………………………………............
“That wasn’t vary nice of you Evaelk.” Orphan said with a look of disappointment.
“Oh Come Papa, At least I didn’t lie to them. That counts for something.” Evaelk replied.
“You didn’t tell the whole truth either.” Orphan said, “That’s just as bad.”
“Like they would ever believe I came from a world were all this, was just a construct of the imagination.”
“And there you go again,” Orphan exclaimed, “Talking nonsense of make believe.”
“That’s just it!” Evaelk yelled. “I’m blind, how do I know exactly that you’re all pony’s in a world filled to the rim with MAGIC!? For all I know, you vary well could be a man standing there gawking at me for being a weirdo, or maybe some kid just so happen to be reading this on the web… Hell, how do I know if my Name is really Evaelk? I like the sound of “Joker” myself, let’s start calling me that yeah… Fuck! I bet this guy typing all this up it quite literally making shit up on the fly!”
Evaelk ended his rant with a sigh and a drop to the floor. Orphan slowly started to his human. “Shut up Evaelk.” He said bluntly. “You talk about this vary subject week in and week out, and I keep reminding you the same thing every time.” Orphan standing in front of his human. He then proceeded to punch Evaelk right in the face. Evaelk in turn ended up face first, in the wall behind him. “You feel that?” he said with a chilled expression. Orphan heard a muffled laugh inside the wall Evaelk was in.
Evaelk popped his head out and turned around. “And this isn’t me talking to you…” Evaelk stated, questioning how Orphan can know what he was thinking.
Orphan in turn just strolled up to Evaelk and sat down next to him. “Kind of depends what you mean by talking.” He said gently, and then chuckled a little. “The first time I heard your voice in my head, it was not pleasant, at all.”
“You said it was like some pony screaming in your ear.” Evaelk interrupted. “Apologies”
“Not to threat. You know I soon learned how to turn it down.” Orphan continued. “I come to learn after that we share much more then that.” Orphan perked up in mid thought. “Evaelk… Why you wonder off anyways?”
“I smelled something good.” Evaelk said plainly.
Orphan sighed. “And what pray tell was that?”
“I don’t know, before I got there I was attacked by manticores” Evaelk proclaimed. “Soon after I was found, was taken to a tree house… Library I think. Then you showed up and we came here…” This time Evaelk stopped in mid thought. “Where’s here anywho?” he asked.
“We’re currently in an Inn of a town called Ponyville.” Orphan said sitting up and walked to a window. Looking out, “I rather like it here.” He said. Evaelk just tilted his head in Orphan’s general direction. “It’s vary bustling for a small town. It’s a shame we can’t stay.”
“Right, our Quest…” Evaelk said standing up and slowly moving in the direction he last heard Orphan’s hooves stopped. Feeling around for Orphan, Evaelk kneeled on the wooden floor and found his head. It took a moment of silence before He heard Orphan mumble.
“Oh Buck I want to die.”
“And I promised that I’ll find a way to kill you” Evaelk replied.
Orphan smirked. “How?” he asked. “I mean you all ready tried to about a hundred times. Before I even found you, I tried about a thousand times. Death just doesn’t want me…” Orphan slouched a little. “Ah Goddess I miss my Family.”
“Your Family huh.” Evaelk started. “I wish I could remember a time of such a thing.”
Orphan perked up to look at Evaelk pushing his hand over. “Buck, My Apologies my good friend… I keep forgetting you were born an Orphan…” Orphan then proceeded to stare off in space for a moment. “Maybe I should change my name again…”
Evaelk just laughed… “Needn’t worry sir. I know the differences between a name and a word.” Evaelk then, with his other hand, felt around his side to find Orphan’s brand. A symbol of a fan of three hooks spinning counter clockwise. Thinking on it Evaelk knew just what this symbol means, and he frowned upon remembering. It didn’t seem to exist anywhere on Equus but on his world that vary symbol means Life, Death, Anew. (Birth, Death, Rebirth) Evaelk found it a little disturbing that Orphan’s specialty was to Die just to come back to life a moment later. “I mean if you’re gonna die… Stay dead damn it”
Orphan in turn was contemplating about Evaelk. A giant from a different world, maybe a different reality all together. Seemingly able to survive EVERYTHING thrown at him. I mean come on! Manticores, Timber wolves, Chimers, a Hydra, a Dragon, a Bucking Ursa major, well, infant, but still, and on top of all that a towns worth of Infected humans… the odd part however is that he made friends with them all. Yeah, all of them. The Infected included. Mind you, He killed them after so but my point is that he made Infected humans calm down enough to do so without incident. The disturbing thing Orphan thought, He’ll gladly rip and arm or a leg off his opponent and call it, “horrifying.” Basically, his personality doesn’t match his actions.
The pair jerked out of their stupor when a knock from their door told them “Room service?” Somepony said on the other side.
“No thank you mam.” Orphan replied. “We’re going to be leaving soon actually.”
“Vary good sir, we hoped your stay was to your liking” Evaelk in turn rippled what was left of his lips. It sounded like disappointment.
“Evaelk, Be nice to the mare.” Orphan said. “She’s just doing her job.”
“Yes Papa” Evaelk said, sheepishly smiling at Orphan.
Author's Note
Evaelk's Theme
Chapter 1: For Not...
For all who found this note. Congrats. No doubt you found the dead pony
A group of three ponies all stood in front of a piece of parchment, floating, gawking at it as one of them read out loud. They were all in the back passenger car of a train heading to Canterlot. The room itself was just a pair of seats with a window at it’s left, busted open from the inside, a door on the right, but it was big enough to house about a dozen ponies, easy. A corpse of a headless pony sat on one side of the room. It had a light gray coat, a crimson red tail, but that could’ve been blood soaked in it, ah, that’s right, blood splatted everywhere from the neck, and from all four limbs that where crush by what can only be hands. Huge hands. Huge human hands. Huge bucking monstrous hands. No way these were from a human.
The three ponies on the other seat staring off into space, speechless but for their own reasons. The one on the left, a rather thin pegasus stallion, green eyes, dirty white fur, spiky cyan mane and tail. He wore a green jumpsuit that really clashed with the rest of him. “We’re going to stop this thing right?” he asked.
The one in the middle, a unicorn mare with orange eyes, pale yellow fur, a straight, long and green mane and tail. Wearing a sloppy brown coat and top hat, shown she might have been rich but either lost it all or done something to it for reasons her own. “All in do time Spirit.” She said blankly. The note had more to say by she felt like she didn’t need to read anymore.
“I just hope we find it before it kills anypony else…” said the stallion on the right. A thick earth pony with green eyes, gold fur and a messy black tail. No mane at all. Only thing he wore were black straps, two on the neck, three on each leg, and then an open black vest. Looked like a bee actually?..
Meet Ritter Spirit, a stallion who can’t seem to stop being so negative, twenty-four seven. Next we have Jigsaw, her skills at puzzle solving are second to none, or so she says. Last we have Pep-on, the one that cares way too much…
“So, we chase it?” Pep-On asked with worry in his eyes.
“Well of course we do idiot!” Jigsaw barked. She then proceeded to make the parchment to vanish in a flash then strolled out the room with a smug like she knew exactly were the killer was. The other two she left behind just shrugged and followed her.
……………………………………………………………………….............
“Being blind isn’t that bad. But fuck it annoying! Especially when I never been to this Canterlot before!” I mentally yelled out. Hearing neighing, nickering, whinnying all around and hoofs running away from all around me as a walked through the city streets. “Or I think it’s the street. It sure as hell sounds busy enough.” I figured the reason why ponies all over were screaming at me too. I’m huge, scary looking, though... It could be because I’m holding the head of my friend in my left hand… yeah, I think it’s that.”
Walking, with my right hand currently sliding on a wall. A bumped into thing after thing. “Op, chair, op, table, op, my head, sign, op, fur, was that a pony”, ah Fuck.” Finally my hand slid off the wall to an opening, “An alley?” which I then proceeded to turn into. It was slightly colder in here. No one, No pony else would notice I bet. “Op, pile of boxes. Trash? Shit… That means I’m not quite there yet.” I kept moving forward and my hand led off the wall again. I continued to move straight till my hand was back on another wall. This time in front of me. “God damn baCK ALLEYS!”
Suddenly I heard a door open from my left. I just stood there and waited. A few seconds past as I heard some pony gasp. No doubt because of the head of a dead pony, but what I heard after was odd. “Come, you Come yes?” It was male… I turned my head in the direction of the voice just to hear another gasp. I nodded my head and started walking again, however… “No!, You Come now?” the voice franticly yelped. A hand then grabbed my kilt and tried pulling me to wherever it wanted me to go. “A Human?” I question as I let him lead. “Wait, I can understand you?” I thought to myself. “Wait… horse sounds… Not screams like usual?” As we walked I raised the pony head I was holding. “Welp, looks like without you. I can’t understand shit.”
It was slow going, not for the lack of trying. At first the human tried pulling me hard to move me faster but soon learn that wasn’t happening. Making me crash into a coatrack, a few wall corners the first few steps on a staircase. By that point he just let me walk my own pace. Walking up the stairs a hear a whiney. “His owner?” I thought. “Ok, being led by a human I wasn’t able to understand till now, to a pony I once understood till now, and no fathomable way to talk to either one of them.” I groaned as I reached the top of the stairs. A deafening whiney soon followed. “And there it be, I’m an Idiot…”
……………………………………………………………………………….
As Jigsaw ran through the streets of Canterlot following a trail a blood Evaelk clearly left behind. If that was deliberate or not, Jigsaw didn’t know. The other two slowly gaining ground on her. All of them saw ponies hiding all over the place as they ran past store after store. Some behind tables knocked over, more were seen on the inside edges of windows, one in a bush, another in a tree, more scattered from here and there. Finally the trail of blood turned in an alleyway. Jigsaw stopped, letting Ritter and Pep-On catch up. “Damn it Jigsaw” Ritter said out of breath. “I know we need to step up, but we, need a plan…”
“All ready have one.” Jigsaw said with a little annoyance. “Aren’t you a bucking pegasus? You should’ve been here way before me!”
“Hay now!” Pep-On stepped in before Ritter replied. “I know both you just gonna keep yelling at each other no matter what.” He yelled. “But if you two could hold out on that till we go in the dark alleyway and catch the monster that may or may not be waiting to kill us when we do?” He ended with a face of severe impatience.
“Buck.” Jigsaw sighed. “ok, let’s think for a tick.” The other two sighed but then went right in the alley without her. Remembering backwards what she saw from here to them. She clearly didn’t notice the others leaving. “Swinging sign, about 7 feet, a mess on just one side of the street, leaning on the wall, hurt maybe?” going back further showed. “ foot-print, big, left, missing pinky-toe… Human.” She glared at nothing. “Got caught on the glass after braking it. Headless pony, crushed legs, broken window from inside, then the note…” a purple glow around surrounded her horn and the parchment popped out of nothing. “Did it really write this?” Jigsaw just nodded at that. “Must of been it’s owner.” A Scream snapped Jigsaw out of her thoughts.
………………………………………………………………………………..
“What a bucked up mare” Ritter said as the pair of them entered the alleyway.
“Yup” Pep-On agreed. The pair were following the trail of blood from the train to here but at the same time, it was greatly reduced before they even ended up in the back alley. To the point where it just up and ended midway through. Meaning neither of them knew where to go from the fork in the back, left or right?
The pair looked at each other once they reached the fork. “So which way you think. I don’t know. Why ask me?” both said simultaneously. “Hay! Quit that! Stop it. Ah Buck it.”
“Left!” Ritter said.
“Right!” Pep-on said.
The pair glared at each other. Suddenly both jumped at a scream that came to the left of them. “Damn it” Pep-on said as Ritter looked at him with victory in his eyes, only to realize a second later, some pony just screamed. Something blurred right past the two then turned to the left.
“Are You Two Really That Dense?!” Hurry the buck up.” Yelled Jigsaw from ahead of them. The two stallions shook there heads and followed suit.
………………………………………………………………………………
“ok, so there’s this mare, Valley Bijou. She’s getting ready for a party right, but she needs help you know. Oh right, she’s a unicorn that can’t use magic. Oh don’t worry, she haves like a horde of humans in her house. How many? I don’t know, got to ask her. Anyways she was getting ready for a party when suddenly she heard a crash just outside her back door, downstairs. So she asked one of her helpers to go check it out. But what she didn’t expect was her human bringing in a stray but it wasn’t a normal human you know, like it was huge and deformed kinda and scarred up from head to toe.”
“Ok no!, let me stop you right there kid” Jigsaw said, clearly losing what ever patience she had with whoever this pony was. “You’re high off your flank, shut up.” She said turning away, headed inside the house, up the stairs and to her partners.
Pep-On and Ritter were questioning Valley Bijou, a unicorn with glazed eyes, pale green fur and a dead black mane and tail, long and disheveled. Most of it hanging in front of her face, and her horn was indeed broken. Looked as if it cracked over it’s own weight and fell off. The pair of stallions where trying to talk about what happened to her. “Oh no no, gentlemen. I only have three.” She said with a hardly legible accent.
“Fine, good, three humans, but mam, we’re not…” Ritter started to say, clearly just as frustrated by her as much as Jigsaw to the other pony. Pep-On just smiling at his discomfort.
“You saw the Beast with your own eyes then?” Jigsaw interrupted stopping in front of the trio. Bijou just nodded. “I was getting ready for a party and…”
“Nope… move past that. Where you see it?” Jigsaw interrupted again.
“Right there miss.” Bijou said pointing a hoof at the top of her stairway. “it was big and covered with…”
“bup bup bup.” Jigsaw interrupted yet again. “Tell me what happen after you screamed your pretty little head off.” She said with righteous discontent.
As Jigsaw spoke the other two thought it best to look around, mainly because they knew not to annoy their paycheck. Ritter skimmed the walls as Pep-On sniffed around, like a dog… Both ended up glancing at two humans standing in the middle of the hallway. One male, one female, both dressed up like butlers, both pretty fit looking. For some reason both covered there faces up with their hands and they just stood like statues. Not moving an inch. “Well that’s not creepy at all.” Pep-On stated.
“Where’s the third?” Ritter asked Pep, moving to his side.
“You want to ask?” Pep-on replied, giving Ritter the (I Don’t) look.
“No…” Ritter said glancing at Jigsaw and Bijou. “She's going to tell us to look for it anyways.” The pair then proceeded with the search.
“Right then folks…” Jigsaw started before she heard a “On it!” from the two stallions. Jigsaw just sneered. “Then search faster!” She barked. Suddenly, a sound of something squishy being popped and crushed emanated from a door at the end of the hallway they were in.
“What the Buck!” Pep-On said with a jump. Ritter just gawked in the direction.
Jigsaw glared at Bijou for a moment before. “Well, Have at it boys” she said as she darted down the hall. The other two just ran after her. Rapping the door handle with her magic, swung it open, nearly tearing the door right off it’s hinges. There sat in the back of a closet was a monster. However Ritter turned on the light for it to show it was human, huge, scars everywhere. Blood all over him as if he smashed something squishy in his hand, which was shaking a little Jigsaw noticed. There was bone, fur, skin, and brain matter splattered on a part of him and part of the wall next to him.
……………………………………………………………………………......
After the scream. “I assume it was supposed to be” and a few whinnies later the human leading me started pushing me backwards. He wanted me to move but he pushed me to the floor instead. A nicker later and a female showed up. “Again I just assumed. It sounded the part.”
“Hurry hurry!” she said as she grabbed my arm and tried pulling me up. I helped with that. As I did the male pushed me along. We ended up just what felt like a few feet away of where I fucking started. A sound and a gust of wind told me one of them opened a door. “In, yes…” the female told me. I then proceeded to do so, bumping my head in the process. Hearing the door shut behind me I slowly walked forward reaching in the air for the back wall. Finding it a few steps further I turned and slid down. I heard the front door to this place crash open, followed by whinnies, nickers and a bunch of other pony noises I can’t name.
Sitting there I tried to ignore them. I sighed. “Well, here I am in eternal darkness, all alone, awaiting my fate. Fuck…” I thought as I heard hooves trotting up the stairs. Lifting my left hand, still holding Orphan’s head, “On one hand you’re free so long as your head stays intact.” I thought bobbing it a little. “But it turns out we share more to this link then we thought before. I can’t understand ponies no more. Side note, humans here are intelligible. Not by much but still.” I hung my left hand and raised my right. “on the other hand. It’s more or less likely I’m going to be killed, which means your head right here is going to go elsewhere, and eventually your coming back anyways.” I slouched at that. “And I guess the pony that I just so happen to run into, takes in stray humans… yeah, she’s going to prison.” I chuckled under my breath. “Only reason why I killed you here was do to you saying ‘Living wasn’t all that bad’ to me. Thought that might have been it.” I heard another pony gallop up the stairs and started making noises as if it was really annoyed at life itself. “Huh… Apologies my friend, looks like the experiment is over.” My last thought waved a little as I crush Orphan’s head. “What the Buck!” I heard feeling the oozing remains of Orphan
I awaited my fate as I heard “Well, Have at it boys”
“HA!” I thought. “Looks like I was right…”
Orphan woke up inhaling to put air in his currently empty lungs, only to start choking on thus air after so. One coughing fit later his breathing became steady and he took a look around. Orphan was in a near pitch black room and it was tiny. He was able to hit all the walls before any of his limbs stretched out half way. The only source of light was behind his hind legs and hardly noticeable to begin with. Lying on something metal with holes symmetrically placed. Taking a whiff, Orphan smelled burned flesh, fur and ash. “Did they cremate me?” he asked no pony in particular.
“Yeah, that sounds like a good assessment.” A voice echoed through out Orphans head, in turn just made him smile.
“Why hello Evaelk.” Orphan said. “So, how long was I out this time?” He asked.
“Not even a day, half that in fact.” Evaelk replied as Orphan started pounding away at the wall beneath his back legs.
“Huh…” Orphan sighed. “Longer this time around.”
“Not really” Evaelk said. “You came back at least three times before now.”
“Oh?” Orphan thought. “And one can only assume why I don’t remember those three times.”
“Well I could hanker a guess.” Evaelk timed in.
“By all means.” Orphan said, still pounding away at the wall.
“Ok, first off the reason why I killed you…” Evaelk said sheepishly. “You out of nowhere said that ‘I think I’m actually ok living like this.”
“and you thought that was the trigger in killing me for good. Letting me think I want to live.” Orphan said, giving up on the wall by this point. Taking a breath. “You could be right.”
“Come again?” Evaelk asked.
“Well a ponies thoughts can change in less then an instant. Faster then that sometimes. Orphan said.
“So when you saw me lunge at you… you went from wanting to live, to thinking you’re finally going to die forever.” Evaelk said with clear disappointment in the echoes of Orphans head.
“Yup, and who knows when my thoughts will come back to that.” Orphan said as he started pounding away once more.
“Well, with that then, I’d assume you came back the time first on the train.” Evaelk started, going back to his guess work. “But some pony got spooked enough to blast you to bits, you know, thinking shit like ‘GHOST!.” Orphan rolled his eyes at that. “Then you came back on the autopsy table where another pony cut your head off or something thinking among the lines of ‘ZOMBIEPONY!” Orphan held back a chuckle with that one. “The Last time maybe was just before you got roasted. By that point you were just ‘A Devil”
Orphan then slouched, giving himself another rest. “And what of your day?” he said.
“Honestly, I don’t know.” Evaelk started. “after I killed you, I fled the scene, ended up in a back alley, which then I was found by a human I can’ understand… OH! That’s right!” Evaelk yelled, causing Orphan to jump, bumping his head on the roof. “Sorry, but did you know I can’t understand any Pony without you alive?”
Orphan quickly thought on that just to realize. “I did not know that? Interesting.”
“Turns out this human was owned by a lover of humans or something.” Evaelk said. “She tried hiding me from the ones chasing me at the time, didn’t actually know I was being chased. But anywho, This mare’s going to go to jail, hands down.”
“Why?” Orphan asked plainly.
“Because I’m an Idiot.” Evaelk said. Orphan just glared at nothing. “Hay, Hay. I know, sorry. But you think you can help us out here?” he asked.
Suddenly Orphan heard a metallic door being slid from beyond the walls of his confinement. “Right. Where are you then?” He asked Evaelk, starting to pound away once more.
“In a courtroom I believe.” Evaelk said. “Yeah ever scents you woke up I started understanding ponies again. It seems that ponies think she ‘trained’ me to kill you. Fancy that.” Evaelk kept going as Orphan heard a latch from the outside being turned. A light flooded the enclosed space as something pulled whatever Orphan was laying on out to a bigger room.
Blinking a few times Orphan quickly getting used to the sudden brightness. He looks over to find his savior was a cyan haired pegasus with a green jumpsuit, and he looked like he was abut to scream his pretty little head off. He quickly jumped on the pony, ash and soot flew everywhere as Orphan pinned the other pony down, one of Orphan’s hoof in the ponies mouth. “Bark and you’re dead.” Orphan said.
“Arf!” Orphan heard Evaelk echo.
Orphan, annoyed but kept a frozen expression for the pony in front of him, whom nodded in agreement. “Good.” Taking his hoof off Orphan slowly got off Ritter whom then started to hyperventilate. Orphan just moved back a little.
“Feeling better?” Evaelk asked as Orphan shook off as much soot and ash as he could. “With all that out of the way, you think you can help me out here?” he asked.
Orphan just sighed. “So, filly, mind pointing me in the direction of the courthouse?” he asked looking at the pony in front of him. Ritter not realizing he was just asked a question. He just stared up at the old stallion that was supposed to be dead. “Hay!, Kid?” Orphan said a bit louder then before. “Court room? Now!”
“Y-y-ye-ye-yes…” Ritter sputtered. “It’s um, it’s up the stairs, out the front doors, and it’s the big ass building to your right!” he said whimpering near the end. “Please! Don’t eat my brains!”
Orphan stared at the cowering pony beneath his hooves. “You’re an idiot…” He said plainly, as he walked out the metallic door then proceeded to close it, leaving Ritter to cower in ignorance.
………………………………………………………………………………
In a court room there stood Valley Bijou in the middle of the room, being question by a persecutor, and a defender trying his flank off to help her. The pair of pegasi seemed like twins both tall and lanky, short manes, like a buzz. One had red fur and a yellow mane, while the other had the opposite. Evaelk sitting quietly in a corner, tied up, with six guard ponies holding the ropes tightly. Three on each side of him. Ponies riddled the galleries, and there stood Jigsaw and Pep-On in the back, next to the front doors. “Objection!” said the defender. “Whose to say that this…” he said pointing a hoof at Evaelk. “is in deed her human to begin with?”
“Oh, no no sir. He be mine then yes.” She said obliviously digging her own grave deeper and deeper.
The defender just slammed his head in the table in front of him. After a few seconds out popped his head and he shouted. “and how you know she’s just not saying shit?!”
The Persecutor chuckled. “Aren’t you supposed to be helping her?” he asked.
“Well it’s a bit difficult to do with that shovel of a mouth she haves.” The defender argued.
“ORDER!” yelled the judge on his bench. A unicorn stallion with shiny black fur and a bleach blond mane. “If you ponies would be so kind…” he said with clear annoyance in his voice. “to stop bickering and do your jobs. I mean the giant over there seems to be a Bucking kitten compared to the pair of you!” Everypony gawked at Evaelk for a moment. The human seemed to be just as oblivious as the mare on trial.
“Yes your honor.” The stallions said simultaneously.
Suddenly the doors in the front of the room swung open and Orphan came walking in. “What the Bucks going on?!” Orphan said slowly walking the aisle. Evaelk in turn started to bark and chirp at the sound of Orphan’s voice. The six guard ponies struggling to keep the human sitting.
The judge took notice. “So, this big guy’s yours then?” he asked.
“Yes, he is indeed.” Orphan said stopping in front of Evaelk. “Sit.” Which Evaelk then did, still chirping a little. “sshhh” he hissed. Which again Evaelk obeyed. Everypony flabbergasted at the sight. “I believe you ponies are talking about just how this mare killed me?” Orphan said causing the crowd to start murmuring with each other. “With my own human?”
“No! no no, sir he be my human!” Bijou blurted out, clearly vary determine in her deception.. Orphan just tilted his head at her.
“Order!” the Judge said. Glancing at Orphan then to Bijou. “I was just witness to evidence that just made Everything you told us today, Invalid…” He said coldly. “A Stallion just waltz right in and in two words… Ha, a word and a half, controlled this beast.” He said glancing over at Evaelk. “that essentially took us the whole, Bucking, day.” He said gawking back at Bijou. “and that was only because we had to tie him up.” He sighed. “And you sir?” he said, snapping his head at Orphan. Orphan at this time was staring at the human. “What’s your name?”
“Orphan your honor.” He said plainly. Causing Bijou to stiffen up for some reason.
“Orphan?” the judge repeated.
“Yes, and presently, the way I see things at the moment, this meting is a fiasco.” Orphan said panning through the room, from pony to pony, ending at the judge.
The crowd went in a soft uproar at that. The judge just smirked. “Order!, ORDER!.” He yelled. “You know, I totally agree with you.” The crowd then went all out, screaming, yelling, pointing every which way. Everypony trying to be heard above the rest. Both Orphan and the judge sighed. “ORDER!” the Judge yelled, banging away with his gavel.
………………………………………………………………………………
Jigsaw and Pep-On sitting in the back, next to the front door.
Jigsaw feeling like the conversation up front seemed to be going nowhere. “This is a Fiasco!” she mumbled.
“So, you don’t think she did it, do you?” Pep-On whispered.
“I can safely say, she’s a moron.” Jigsaw said. “No Pep-On. She didn’t do a thing.” She said as the defender slammed his head on the table in front of him.
“And that’s why you wanted Ritter to check out the morgue?” Pep-On asked as the defender popped his head off the table.
“Yup,” Jigsaw said. “We definitely missed something… I don’t know what it is, but something’s been off ever scents the chase.”
Suddenly, as if on queue, the front doors slammed open and in walked a Light gray stallion with a crimson mane and tail. Looked old as dirt but built like a rock. “What the Bucks going on?!” he said as Jigsaw went wide-eyed.
Pep-On saw her distress and glanced at the pony walking up the aisle. “wait, and that is?” he asked no particular pony.
“That’s the dead pony from this mourning Peps.” Jigsaw said as the giant human obeyed the pony that just strolled in.
By this point the undead stallion and the judge were quickly becoming friends, the last thing she heard before going off into her own world was “Fiasco…” She needed to think on this current predicament.
………………………………………………………………………………...
“Ok, I’m here.” I heard as another sound of a pony slamming his head on wood. “How’d you like to proceed?” Orphan asked me.
“I am a dog.” I thought as Orphan swung doors from afar, open, which I then proceeded to bark and chirp as I saw fit. Wiggling around a little too, for extra effect. “What the Bucks going on?!” I hear him say. He was clearly annoyed at the situation we where in. The one I put us in. “Sorry friend… I did say I’m an Idiot right?” I thought.
“Yes, He is indeed.” Orphan said to the judge, but I knew it was aimed at me.
“So. What’s your plan?” I asked knowing full well he couldn’t answer me directly.
“Sit” Orphan commanded. I did just that laughing under my breath. “sshhh”
“Yes Papa.” I thought. I then just let the scene play out without me interrupting Orphan. Well, Up till I heard a mare in the back blurt out.
“What about the note?”
An awkward silence filled the room for a longer moment then I thought should’ve been. “You wrote a note?” Orphan asked openly.
“No…” I said questioning that. “I didn’t write a note… I can’t write!”
“Oh, that’s right, there was a note found at the scene.” The Judge said.
“What about her then?” I said, turning my head towards Bijou.
“Miss” Orphan started. “Did…”
“No no sir, we not scribble a thing to say.” I heard her say. She seemed afraid of something all the sudden. Afraid of Orphan? “I can’t rite in ur tongue. No no. sorry.”
“Judge…” Orphan started. “Clearly, ALL of THIS…” he paused for a second. “Is pointless… I vote to end it now, Let her go, she clearly didn’t kill me… Also my human is a bit denser then the typical human.” He verbally jabbed me in the gut. “And as for the note. That’s not related to this at all, well, not related to the point at hoof.”
“Agreed” said the judge. “Valley Bijou, you are released from all charges made directed at you today,” She just giggled. “However, you miss, needs help. Go to the psych ward soon or I will force you to go, I release the human in the custody of one Orphan,” I then felt the rope around me loosen and fall down to my lap. “and all evidence shall be dealt with accordingly. I find this meeting over.” He said banging his gavel once and stood up. It was a few seconds later when he spoke again however. “Oh. And if I find a single one of you in my court again. I will arrest you for wasting my time… Good day.”
Chapter 3: Crazy La Paint.
“How long you think she’s going to follow us?” I asked Orphan. Orphan in turn just shrugged. Ever scents we left the courtroom, Orphan said he spotted some pony following us right from the get go. He said he thinks that it was one of the ponies that found his body from before. “She wants to know why you’re not dead then?” I asked. Orphan just sighed. I took that as a ‘Yup.’ “Sorry…” I said.
Orphan stopped walking forcing me to do the same. The pony behind us jumped into something, a bush. But I can’t tell for sure. “Tell me Evaelk. Why do you think I’m mad at you?” He asked openly.
“Because I’m an Idiot?” I answered. Knowing no one else can hear me. Orphan just sighed again. “I’m wrong then?” I replied to my own answer. “Then what?” I asked.
“You most indubitably an idiot Evaelk. But you made me realize something with that whole mess.” Orphan said not caring if anypony was listening in. Me, just tilting my head in response. “I think it’s about time to show these ponies you’re not a monster.” I suppressed a chuckle at that. “At least show them you’re not dangerous…” again, made me chuckle. Orphan sighed. “You’re right, just want a way…” He stopped mid sentence when I think he was blind-sided by something.
“Orphan?!” I said a little panicky as I heard him smash into a near-by wall. Spreading my legs and putting up my hands like Orphan taught me I then heard hoof steps from the other way round, coming closer.
“Interesting.” I heard a mare say as she walked past me, keeping her distance from me in the process. “No pony should’ve been able to teach something like that to a human.” She paused for a moment as she stopped walking. “It even haves a perfect stance.” She said as I heard rubble shuffling downwards from Orphan’s current position. “I kinda want to know how you trained it to fake your death?”
“Wait a tik? She was the pony chasing me before, isn’t she behind a bush?” I thought out loud. “When she?..” I started listening for anything. However, I heard that bush every few seconds. “Some ponies still in there.”
Orphan’s hoof suddenly popped out of the rubble, then his head. “Miss.” He said. I heard him clearly aggravated. I guess that’s to be expected. He died like four times in a day. The first of which was all me. I guess the court didn’t help. “I would vary much appreciate it…” He started pulling himself out. “if you be so kind as to not try to kill me right now.” He said as I relaxed and sat down. I knew Orphan’s not a killer. No matter how pissed he gets. I heard him take a breath.
“That’s the kicker.” She said. “I don’t think you can.”
“Ooh?” Orphan question. I could only imagine a smile on his face.
“Before I thought about it, I went back to the crime scene.” She said, her voice sounded a little distressed. “The only evidence in the whole place was a broken window.” Orphan let out a small humph of amusement. “There’s nothing there! No blood, No Gore, No Bucking Carnage!” Wait, sorry, that rustling’s annoying. “And why would you go to court if you were going to fake dying?” I stood up and started walking to the bush. “It, wasn’t planned.”
“You’re vary astute, aren’t yah kid?” Orphan replied as I stopped in front of the bush. “Pardons, Miss?”
“Jigsaw.” She said as I kneeled down. “And you? No way it’s orphan.”
“Sshhh” I heard a pony behind the bush. Nope. I grabbed the pony with a hand and lifted. It had a lot of hair. “Hay!” the Mare yelped. “No no, please let go!”
“Bijou, hah, you still trying to kidnap me?” I asked. Knowing only Orphan capable of hearing it. I then stood up showing her off.
………………………………………………………………………………
It’s ok, It’s ok, It’s fine, I’m good, it’s all, really Bucked up!” Ritter Spirit trying to move himself from a back corner of a morgue. “What in Tartarus was that?!” Ritter took one last moment and took a few deep breaths. “It’s been hours scents the zombie pony left. Calm down.” He said to himself. “You should’ve let me at him.” He said as he changed his tone to his voice. “Buck no!” Changing it again. “I wanted too!”
“RITTER!” Some pony yelled at him, causing him to jump and gawk at Pep-On. “It’s. fine.” Pep-On said. “we need to go, you think you three can do that?” Ritter just nodded. “Good.” Pep-On said handing a hoof to Ritter.
“Sorry.” Ritter said as he took his friend’s offer. Pep-On pulled up Ritter as both a smile and a frown flashed almost simultaneously on his face.
“What does Jigsaw say to you all the time?” Pep-On asked.
“To not hold back.” Ritter Replied.
“And you didn’t think a pony coming back to life, wasn’t a good time to, Not hold back?” Pep-On questioned.
“It’s because he was alive!” Ritter raised his voice a little. “I didn’t want one of them to kill him for real!”
“Ok ok,” Pep-On said, sighing in the process. “Jigsaw went ahead, care to follow her, or you want to go home for now?”
“Home.” Ritter replied. “I mean, I go with you but…”
“Naah.” Pep-On interrupted. “Go home. We’ll be back for you later. How’s a week?”
Taking another deep breath. “Yeah, a week sounds nice.” Ritter said, then both he and Pep-On walked out of the morgue. As the both of them stepped outside, the pair spotted Jigsaw following the giant and it’s owner, and out of the corner their eyes, there snuck Valley Bijou. “That’s odd?” Ritter said.
“Agreed.” Pep-On replied. “I mean Jiggy following them is, normal. But that other pony…”
“Should we follow her?” Ritter said reluctantly.
“Nope.” Pep-On said. “You know how she is, and you know she can handle any type of shit thrown at her.”
“Oh Thank Celestia.” Ritter said relieved.
“I’m out, you coming?” Pep-On asked Ritter, turning away from the scene in front of them.
“Yeah, sure.” Ritter replied and followed Pep-On.
………………………………………………………………………………
“Why?.” Jigsaw said as she followed the odd pair, trying her best to keep out of sight. Eventually the pair stopped, so she ducked behind a bush then started to listen, “The stallion seemed frustrated” she thought.
“You most indubitably an idiot Evaelk.”
“Wait?” Jigsaw said.
“But you made me realize something with that whole mess.”
“Is he actually talking to that beast?” She questioned herself.
“I think it’s about time to show these ponies you’re not a monster.”
“Really? She mouthed.
“At least show them you’re not dangerous…”
“Fat chance at that you old coot.” She whispered.
“You’re right,”
“Wait?! Did he just hear me?! Buck.”
“just want a way…” He stopped mid sentence when She shot a beam of straight up energy at him, blindsiding him, crashing him through a wall. She then proceeded to walk out of the bush. She then saw something that she never expected in her life. The human just went into a stance as if he were about to defend himself. It was like some pony designed a fight style made for humans to use. “Interesting.” She said out loud.
………………………………………………………………………………
“He be mine.” Valley Bijou stated as she snuck from corner to corner, keeping out of sight from the ponies in front of her. “Why he not listening?” she asked her self. It was a few minutes when the pony in front and his human stopped and the mare behind them hid in a bush. “And what she want?” Bijou said just before she saw the unicorn shoot a beam of light from her horn, hitting the stallion into a wall. Then when she walked out from behind the bush, Bijou quickly, quietly scampered to it. “Coo… maybe they kill em selves soon?” she asked no particular pony. As the pair spoke to each other, Bijou giggling to herself when all the sudden she looked up to find the human looking right at her. “Sshhh” she tried to make the human not show where she was hiding, but a huge hand grabbed her mane and yanked her out.
“What the Buck?!” Jigsaw yelped as both her and Orphan looked at Bijou struggling to get out of the grip of this human.
Bijou herself was rather shocked at the situation. All her life humans adored her, loved her. Why not this one?
………………………………………………………………………………
Orphan just stared at the mare hanging by Evaelk’s hand, her legs flailing all over the place. “let go, let go, please yes? We’re not trying to hurt you boy.” Bijou said.
“Boy…” Orphan repeated. “Evaelk, if you be so kind to throw her over here please.”
Jigsaw with her own poker face at the moment, but behind it was amazement. The monster understood him perfectly as he threw the mare right to the stallion’s hooves.
Bijou lying on the ground she thought about what to do now. I mean, damn it she really wants Evaelk for reasons her own, and of course for some reason she thinks Evaelk doesn’t like you like, Every Other Human Ever.
Suddenly the sound of some pony screaming for in the distance. Every pony turned to see Ritter charging straight for Jigsaw. He looked pissed. The amount of rage on that stallion’s face was the polar opposite of what Orphan dealt with before. “Turret?!” Jigsaw yelped as she barely avoided Ritter’s head-butt. Evaelk wasn’t so lucky. Full on collision made Evaelk go flying upwards.
………………………………………………………………………………
“So, what you talking about?” Pep-On asked Ritter as the pair walked through a crowd of other ponies.
“Whaa.?” Ritter replied. “Not saying a word Pep-On.”
“Oh Please.” Pep-On said with a chuckle. “I known you long enough to see when you’re talking to yourself.
“Noo.” Ritter said. “Just shut it.” He said with a different tone.
“Ritter.” Pep-On said sternly. “I want to talk to you, not Turret.”
“No choice at the moment piss-ant.” Ritter said as he stopped in the middle of traffic.
“Turret?” Pep-On asked. “Maybe you shouldn’t stop here.” However Ritter just glared at him, which just made Pep-On back away. “Terrific” he thought. Ponies from all around them started complaining about how they’re getting held back by the pair in front of them. “Umm. You ponies don’t want to do that, please?” Pep-On said.
A random pony within the crowd spoke up. “and why not?” another pony from the other side then “Just move.” And one more so far. “What the deuce is going on over there?”
“Ok, Fine…” Pep-On said as he backed away from Ritter. “I warned you all. My conscience is clear. See you all in Tartarus.”
“GODDES BUCKING DAMN IT!” Ritter yelled in the air, causing Pep-On an every pony surrounding them to jump. “Who The Buck Do You Think I Am?!” he asked at no pony in particular as he turned around and stormed off.
Running back to Jigsaw and the rest. Pep-On thought. Letting out a groan as he thought “right… I guess I’m off… shit.” He then started his charge after Ritter.
………………………………………………………………………………...
“I’m in the air? I’m flying! Wait no, Falling now. Wait? Shit! Which way’s the ground?!” I said just before landing with a hard thud on the ground, dislocating my left shoulder. “Fuck! Oueh. Pain? Ahhhh” I thought as I sat up.
“Turret?! What the Buck you out for?” Jigsaw said.
“Turret?” I repeated. “Pony’s strong, and he didn’t feel that big or that built. Orphan?”
“You’re that pony I scared haft to death? Orphan said. “Where that back bone come from?” He asked.
“NO, no no danget, what’s all this? We just want him!” Bijou started ranting gibberish as I decided to look for a wall. Need to do something about my arm.
“Why you think I’m out?! Ritter’s to much of a coward!” Ritter said… Turret?
“Damn it Ritter.” Jigsaw sighed.
“op, found a wall.” I thought, then bashed my shoulder in it. It took two goes before I popped the joint back in place. However I then felt something vary uneasy. Orphan was at his breaking point. I could just feel the frustration in the air. “um, Orphan? I could go for a tic, if you like.?” I asked being careful not to actually get him pissed. Yes, I know what I said before, no, he will NOT kill, but that still doesn’t make him any less scary.
“Don’t Damn it me.” Ritter replied as he pounced at Jigsaw. The pair started a scuffle right in front of every pony.
“Oh come on Ritter!” Jigsaw yelled. “WAKE UP!”
It was a moment of Orphan just standing there, I felt the air thicken with his anger. “Enough.” I heard Orphan say. But no pony stopped.
“Shit!” I thought crouching down and covering my ears. I knew what was coming.
“I said, ENUOGH!” he roared to what can only be describe as, an Equestrian Voice. It shook the vary air for a tic. Scary… Every pony stopped after that. Jigsaw standing there, Ritter sounded as he was cowering in fear, wonder what happen to that back bone just now, Bijou sounded as if she was about to burst into tears, and me, well, I waited. “I’m going to go now, I would love it if everyone were to leave me alone.” He said.
“Every pony” Jigsaw mumbled.
“Don’t you dare test me miss Jigsaw.” Orphan said slowly walking up to her. “I’m well aware of what I said you sociopathic git. It’s your lucky day,” stopping face to face in front of her. “I’m allowing you to take my human off my hooves.” What? “Do what you will.” Wait? “that’s what you want, partly at least.” What’s going on? “say for harming him in anyway” Well… “If you do, I can’t guaranty what he’ll do.” Oh, so it’s on me then? “That’s just it Evaelk!” he clearly not caring in the slightest what the others were thinking of him right now. “You’re the one that started this whole bucking mess. Ah ah! No, don’t speak.” I gave him a deadpan glare.
“Some ponies crazy as buck?” Ritter mumbled.
OH! Don’t get me started.” Orphan continued. “you’re the bi-polor nut-job that attacks his own friend for, I assume, no good BUCKING REASON !” Ritter just quivered in place. “And how bout you?” I assumed he asked Bijou. “What’s your idiom huh? Why you so fixated on my human?” Bijou however silent with fear. “Spit it out!” he said.
“Well um, he not a good listener.” She said haft-hazard-ly.
“Elaborate. Miss. Bijou.” Orphan said clearly trying to culm down.
“Umm. Humans do what we say, all the time.” She said. “Not Him.”
Suddenly I heard hoof steps. Slowly getting louder. “Hay, Jigsaw? Is Turret with you?” Pep-On said from afar.
“Oh! I new player I hear.” Orphan started as Pep-On slowed to a stop near where Jigsaw stood. “What’s your gig? A pony always late to the party, right?”
“Hay, sir, that was uncalled for.” Pep-On protested.
Peps, not now.” Jigsaw said.
“AAAAHHHHH!” Orphan roared. But then took a breath. “Peps was it? My apologies.” He said emotionless. “You and your friends are going to leave me alone now. You three shouldn’t poke your pretty little heads in things you clearly don’t understand, but buck it, Evaelk, be a good boy will yah.” Huh? “Play nice with these three.” Fuck…
“Wait? What’s going on?” Pep-On asked.
“He just dumped his human on us.” Jigsaw said.
“What?” Ritter asked.
“Oh.” Orphan continued. “You might want to arrest this mare. Throw her in the funny farm and make sure she doesn’t meet that minty unicorn, they might become friends. I don’t think any pony wants that.”
“She really that crazy then?” Pep-On, asked.
“Maybe…” Orphan said. “I don’t rightly care. I’m going to go now. And yes, I just realized I said that twice… good bye strangers.” He said as he turned and started to walk away.
“And I don’t get a say in this?” I asked.
“Buck No!” “Orphan said a ways away.
Dear Diary, Today I found you in the hands of a human we took in yesterday. Y Jiggy would take in 1 is beyond me, let alone 1 so huge & banged up. I’m just glad it seems docile as a lamb. That’s just Lucky. I think it’s because its Blind but it’s still scary. Haves these injuries all over its face that makes it look like a clown. I hate clowns, sorry. But moving on. I think I’m going to use you to record a few things in here about it. That things Jigsaw’s focus at the moment so I think I should be the same, the it, not as much as her. That’s just stupid to me.
Day1: so yeah, going back a little, we were investigating a crime scene of an old stallion that looked murdered, found a note and everything. That wasn’t the case at all. The guy lived and just up and abandoned his human on us, & for reasons I can’t understand at all, Jiggy decided to take it in. I guess she wants to pick its brain apart but I’m not happy. Nor Ritter but the boss is BOSS -_- But granted, Jiggy actually got the thing to communicate with us. Here’s the thing. Can’t read do to blindness, can’t write, doesn’t know hoof lingo, (I don’t either but still) but able to understand us perfectly. We ultimately resorted to yes and no questions. Well, it doesn’t know much, but I didn’t think so to start with. But now, I’m out. Gotta go clean up the ever-growing mess it’s making. Blindness, sad… but currently annoying.
Day 2: It’s a Pig! No offence to pigs. I just got back putting away the food I had to buy cause it ate Everything in the fridge being as big as it is, guess it can’t help itself but it shouldn’t make it bottomless. Jigsaw better pay me back for all this. That was just this morning. After our lack of breakfast, Jigsaw thought it best to bring the thing along with us. That was a mistake. It got in the way. A lot. 1st, we couldn’t question anypony, to scared of the thing. Then, it’s clumsy, Blindness, I get it, but it still hurts when 500 pounds falls on you, at least it feels like 500 pounds. Later at Joe’s, it picked me up, & of course every pony panicked, well, not Jiggy, (or Joe?) I heard shit like, “Monster” “It’s Feral” & the oh so famous “ AAAAAHHHHHHH” but it turns out all it wanted was my Bavarian cream. And there went my lunch, as unhealthy as it was. I let it have the donut, so? However, once it finished, the look that it gave me was odd. Looked disappointed. As if it wanted me to fight back. Didn’t think humans could make a face like that.
Day 3: So, we’re making headway on this case that’s been a major headache for a while now & we solved it today. Ok. So, while eating breakfast we talked about it. The Case: for months now there’s been a series of Rape charges. We think all done by the same stallion. No deaths so far. Everypony claims that the guy was huge & it hurt them… (I don’t think any of these mares will ever have children now. Mental scars are there yes but the physical damage I saw, Not, Pretty…) Right, so after saying that, the big guy just up and left. Ritter stayed behind as we followed. Ok, so this human is scary. He walked away as if it wasn’t blind then after Jigsaw mentioned about the odor left behind on the victims; every now & again he sniffed the air. After a while, he just darted off. The Damn thing’s fast! It was hard to keep up but, when we caught up to it. He was choking a stallion to death, 1 handed, up in the air. Luckily enough he stopped & through the stallion away… Not so lucky was when he went after a mare… Oh yeah. The guy’s daughter was with him at the time.
Day 4: At a Guards station. The stallion was arrested, the human currently in the cell with him, Jigsaw’s idea. Plus no pony could find a big enough cage. We found out today that the guy’s kid was the one doing the deed… with her whole hoof, all while her dad was watching. 1 of the nastiest things I will ever imagine… I care not to know the mind set of these deranged ponies capable of doing such things. The mare did get away yesterday and Jigsaw made that the excuse to get the human back. I don’t know Y she’s so obsessed with this one. She says we need him to catch the girl. Oh well, I just hope to Celestia she knows what she’s doing. She just finished the paperwork to finally get out of here.
Day 5: Yesterday when we got home, we find out Ritter made a pair of Geta’s for the big guy. Y? IDK. Today however, the human attack Ritter, which then Turret retaliated, & the big guy just took it head on & then Spirit came out to play, then. The human started laughing. The one thing I was taught humans will never do. It sounded like Spirits laugh, that high pitch squealing. Doesn’t match the guy’s physique at all. Point is. Chaos soon followed. I’m beat. I’m sore. I’m now in bed. Good night.
Day 6: Joker is Dangerous! We started calling him Joker because we found out he was branded by 2 different ponies. One was joker-cards so, yeah… No, so Joker is Bucking with us! We know he’s smarter then normal for humans but no pony didn’t realize he’s been playing a game of chess with us. Till this afternoon. The mourning he started messing with Jigsaw. It started with him just walking around the main room passing by her door with a different face every time. Harmless enough & it was funny seeing Jiggy getting a little rattled. But then, jumping all around, running in place, banging on all the walls randomly, screaming at the top of his lungs. It was getting ridiculous. We tried stopping him but he only did so when Jigsaw came out. However when she went back in her room, he started the process all over again. It was 3 times of that before Jigsaw had enough. Then we found out just how Bucked up strong the bastard was. Jigsaw went all out trying to hold Joker down with magic and even with Ritter & me helping, we just managed to slow him from getting to Jigsaw, once in front of her, he upped & kissed her, right on her snout. Needless to say, we were all pissing ourselves for realizing something. If Joker were to ever go feral for real. It’ll take an army to stop him.
Day 7: Joker’s being vary helpful today & I don’t know what to think about it. I mean he’s doing it to make up for yesterday I would think, but IDK if this too is an act. & Jigsaw was avoiding him at all cost but he help Ritter with all his stuff today, & help me with my chores, he did as much as he could at least. I also noticed he’s not bumping into things as often has he did. Sure every blind pony will remember where things are eventually, but Joker here, it’s like he’s mapping everything out. Jigsaw & Joker are currently downstairs staring each other down. It’s actually pretty intense…
“Hay there?” Pep-On Jerked back a little as Ritter startled him, throwing his quill upwards and almost knocking over the inkbottle. “What you writing about?” he asked.
“None of your business Spirit.” Pep-On said picking up and putting the quill back on the table in front of him. “What does Jigsaw want?”
“I O no,” Ritter replied. “Just that she figured it out.” Chuckling at the end. “Wonder if she’s going to give up soon?”
“Doubt it” Pep-On replied as he walk up to Ritter, then the both of them went down stairs to find Jigsaw and Evaelk still staring at each other.
………………………………………………………………………………
“I wonder if she thinks I’m not really blind?” I asked sitting there in the middle of the room.
“Miss Jigsaw does seem to be much more of a thinker then I thought before.” Orphan said. I currently don’t know where he is.
“And that Knight fellow seems to have a extreme case of Bipolar…. It hurts a lot.” I said inadvertently growling a little. I heard Jigsaw growl back. Oops…
“Sir Ritter? It’s more like a multi-personality disorder.” Orphan said. “What you tell me of it anyways. It could vary well be something else like more then one soul inside that body, but I’ll figure that out later. He’s the one that seems to be the most useful out of the trio.”
“And Pep-On?” I asked.
“We don’t need a push-over.” Orphan said bluntly.
I then hear a pair of ponies walking down some stairs. “So Jiggy, what you want?” Pep-On said. Ritter chuckled a little at that.
“That might be a problem Orphan.” I said. “These three seem closer then we thought before.” I said turning my head in the direction of the noise.
“Yes” Jigsaw started. “I think I figured Joker out.”
That make me chuckle under my breath. “What?” Orphan asked.
“That’s twice now that ponies started calling me Joker.” I said. “But on Peps, the other two I believe won’t help you if he’s left out.”
“And pray tell, that would be?” Pep-On asked as I heard the pair stop behind me.
“Terrific” Orphan said annoyed.
“Joker’s crazy as buck.” She said which made Ritter and I laugh.
“Huh?” Orphan commented.
Jigsaw continued. “Or, he’s being ordered around, even now.”
“Well, she got you there.” I said to Orphan smiling which then I heard three gasps all around me. Before Orphan asked anything. “Jigsaw just figured out we have a connection.”
“Interesting?” Orphan said. “I wonder how she figured this out but not the case about that Rapist?”
“I’d imagine you were right in calling her sociopathic.” I answered. “Rape is boring to her.” I heard that our talk was being mirrored outside my head.
“So um, how you figure this out but it took us forever to catch a Rapist? Pep-On asked.
“Because, Rape is boring.” Jigsaw said coldly. “ It happens pretty much daily.” I heard Pep-On sneer at her. “But this…” She said putting a hoof on my shoulder. “Is a one of a kind thing.”
“So Orphan. Are we done here?” I asked him, pushing Jigsaw forward and the other two walked to be side by side of her.
“No, not quite yet my friend.” Orphan said. “I’m actually on my way back to Canterlot. I have a new friend, and a um, old, friend, with me. They’ll be helping out too.”
“If that’s the case. How you think he’s communicating with whoever?” Ritter asked.
“And how you figure that out to begin with?” Pep-On added.
“I’d love to know that too miss puzzler.” I thought.
“My suspicions started the moment the old guy was talking to Joker here.” Jigsaw said. I don’t know how the other two reacted. “I could go in a long winded speech on how I figured it out but I’m trying to be nicer so, day 1. It understands us, perfectly, day 2. He tested you Peps, Day 3. He’s smart enough to go on his own and haves enough common scents to not kill any pony, day 4. Way to much patience for any human to bare, day 5. Tested Ritter’s resolves for, I don’t know just yet, day 6. Tested me, my magic maybe, my soul I think. And day 7. He’s making up for all the crap he pulled.”
“Oh I wish you could hear all this Papa.” I said.
“Hum?” Orphan questioned.
“Jiggy here seems to love to pick away at ponies brains… I think she rather enjoys it actually.” I replied.
“That explains her cutie mark.” He said. “A brain being pulled apart like a jigsaw puzzle.”
“Ok, so what do you think we should do Jigsaw?” Ritter asked.
“I don’t know at the moment.” She replied. “You’re talking to him right now? Aren’t you?” I jerked my head up at that. “Thought so.” The other two gasped.
“And we just been caught.” I said.
………………………………………………………………………………
“Orphan? What’s the word?” a griffon said to the pony in frond of him, both currently riding a dragon, just a little over midd-sized. Onyx colored scales, thick horns starting at the top of it’s forehead, going straight back to hook upwards at the tips, pretty well built but more top heavy. As for the griffon. Average looking it not for the steampunk right arm, hoof like in appearance, then the pair of steampunk legs, lion-like, the left was just half while the right was the whole thing, a sheet of metal covered one third of his body, mainly on the right side, and finally his right wing was gone, a mechanical one resting below his side. The three were currently passing over Apple Loosa.
Orphan looked over his shoulder at the griffon. “The word, Toh Mak, is there maybe two to three more coming on board.” He said.
“Huh!” the dragon chimed in. “Meaning I’m going to carry more of you?” She asked.
“Oh goodness no.” Orphan replied. “You have nothing to worry about Darjza, Apologies for making you think that.”
“Nah, I think I could manage it, if it were just a few more.” She said. “And sir,” she started timidly. “I’m sorry for, well, killing you when we met.” Orphan just chuckled at that. “It still baffles me that you’re still here, ya know?”
“Darjza please.” Orphan said patting her back. “If you did kill me, I’d be the most grateful pony ever.”
“Wait?” Toh Mak gasped a little. “You let her kill you?” Darjza stiffened up at hearing that, causing a little turbulence.
“Sure.” Orphan replied. “I kinda wanted to see what her curse was made of.” Toh Mak laughed at that.
But Darjza… “Damn it old man! You know just how much stress you gave me with that stunt!?”
“WAIT!” Toh Mak yelled. Causing more turbulence. “You’re actually a cursed dragon?”
“Toh Mak…” Orphan said sternly.
“Oh Please. Feelings can wait.” Toh Mak said. “Rare as Buck to find any curse anything and here we have a living specimen!”
“Toh Mak!” Orphan repeated.
“It’s ok.” Darjza started. “If he really wants to be killed by my Gift, I’ll be happy to let him.”
Toh Mak frowned. “No you wont. You got upset killing the Immortal here, no way you’ll have the guts to purposefully do it to one that can’t come back.” Toh culmed himself. “However, I was being insensitive, I’d still love to know what it is… At some point.”
“Ok…” Darjza said, feeling defeated for some reason.
By this point the trio was way past Apple Loosa and heading straight to Canterlot. “So,” Toh Mak started. “You’re still trying to die. Why then, you want us for?”
“Dying isn’t going to happen to my knowledge.” Orphan said. “So I’m going to focus on other things for now. Like regaining my memories.”
“And you need us for that?” Darjza asked.
“Oh no…” Orphan said. “No, you two are here for a utterly different reasons.” The other two just looked at him. “No, I believe Jigsaw can help me with my memory problem.”
“And Jigsaw is?” Toh Mak asked.
“One of the ponies Evaelk is with.” Orphan replied.
“Ah, That monster of yours.” Toh Mak remarked flinching his wing.
“Oh…” Darjza commented. “Sounds like you had a horrible past too.” Toh Mak glared at Darjza’s head. “Maybe talk of yours then I talk of mine.” She said. “Agreed?”
“Like you, maybe later.” Toh Replied. Orphan chuckled at him. “What? It was your freak of nature that tore me apart!”
“Wasn’t all his fault though.” Orphan retaliated. “You did try to eat him.” Orphan said smiling, Toh Mak shrugged and Darjza just baffled at the direction of the conversation.
The rest of their trip from that point… Dead silence.
………………………………………………………………………………
Day 8: So, Guess whose back! & He wants to hire us? 1 could only fathom.
Chapter 5: Outcast Part 1: Cursed.
Something has gone wrong. We don't seem to have an archived copy of that chapter. Chapter 6: Outcast Part 2: Crippled
Day 4: Somewhere off in the mountains behind Griffonstone, stood a house made of copper, brass, iron, and other assorted metals. Other then what it was made of, it looked like a small run of the mill cottage. A windmill perched on top of the whole thing. Inside, there sat a one armed, one winged, no legged griffon. The places where limbs should have been were replaced with a brass ring with divot and holes inside it. He had a top hat on, a lit pipe and reading a book. Machines and inventions riddled through his home, all there own shape and size, all looked like they did something different, all of them on, and half lighting up the house. Suddenly he jerked up, his eyes wide, his breath heavy and a little sporadic. He dropped the book and tried to grab his other arm just to remember it wasn’t there. he calmed himself after that. He then glanced at his limbless body and spotted the metal sheet he wore on his right side. Scowling, he through his arm up in protest only to lower it a second later. “Will these phantoms ever stop?” He mumbled to himself.
He then heard the faint sound of flapping wings off in the distance, getting closer. However, not griffon wings, no feathers. The flyer getting closer, the griffon pushed himself up and started hopping to one of the walls of inventions that looked like he treated as trophies. Taking the one currently in front of him, a robotic limb of a pony. It had spikes sticking out of the upper end. The griffon proceeded to smash it in his shoulder where those holes were. He winced in pain as he screwed it up the rest of the way. The flapping outside stopped, followed with a little Thud. “Um? Hello? Toe toe. I mean, Toh, Mak?”
The griffon intrigued to hear a females voice just outside his front door. Intrigued because nothing comes up to bother him, less if was important. Well, Important to whomever. “Be there in a minute madam.” He said as he grab a pair of lion like robot limbs and put them on. Finally standing up he strolled to the door, opened it, to find a dragon at his doorstep.
………………………………………………………………………………
Orphan waking up in his usual way and gawked around expecting the rock lands but instead saw what could only be, space. No seriously. Utter darkness only lightened up by balls of burning gas far, far away. There were billions of them. A few galaxies of these fireballs could be seen here and there, however Orphan know what he was looking at, wasn’t space, but maybe a void of some kind. Firstly, he was breathing, second, he was not frozen, and third, there was a purple hew of light pulsating in his peripheral vision. “So, Not an End All type curse then.” He said. Suddenly the whole place started to shake violently. Orphan even felt a push and pull sensation being so strong. On top of that, Orphan was greeted by a thunderously deafening noise all around him. It was loud enough that it could blow the head off any normal ponies head. Luckily, Orphan isn’t normal. After a few seconds he realized the noise was fluctuating. Forming words.
“What?! Who? Who was that?”
Orphan laughed out loud. Twice in two days Orphan was eaten, thee it this time was much more interesting. An entire universe inside of a dragon’s belly. “This is definitely a cooler curse then mine I’ll tell yah.” He said.
The shaking started up again as the thunder bellowed “What?!!!” This time it was loud enough for Orphan’s head to pop into dust and gunk do to the pressure.
Waking up a moment later, he cracked his neck a few times. “We’re going to half to work on that voice of yours miss Darjza.”
That shaking started up once more but the thunder that followed wasn’t so strong this time round. Still a bit deafening but this time, tolerable. “Oh… Umm, sorry? I just never had any other voices in my head talk back to me…” Darjza said. Orphan laughed again. “What?” she asked.
“Nothing miss, just that I was inside another dragon yesterday. He and I had the vary conversation we are. More or less.” Orphan replied.
“Wait a second… you that pony that helped me earlier?” Darjza ask almost blowing Orphan’s head off again.
“Darjza please… you’re a lot louder in here then you realize.” Orphan said rubbing his temples getting a little annoyed. “And yes madam, I am.” He said.
“Oh my lord…” She gasped. “And how are you still…”
“Alive.” Orphan interrupted Darjza. “I’m curse too, same as you.” He said.
“WHAT!” Darjza yelped. The thunder made Orphan’s head pop once more.
Waking up yet again. “You think you can help me find a way out of here?” Orphan asked.
“I don’t know if there is a way out…” She replied. “I mean so far you’re the only thing that lived after being sucked in… I didn’t actually know this was possible, talking like this.”
“Huh… interesting.” Orphan said.
………………………………………………………………………………
“And that’s when he suggested that I could help…” Toh Mak said puffing on his pipe sitting on one side of his front door. Darjza on the other side, pacing back and forth. Toh Mak pondering the reasons why a dragoness were to fly all the way to him, even if that pony that ruined his life was inside her head. “Fine.” He said. “I’ll give it a go.”
“Oh thank the ancestors.” Darjza exasperated, hanging her head a little.
“Don’t be so excited just yet.” Toh Mak said standing up. “I said I’ll help… doesn’t mean I can.” He said walking over to a table.
“Of course.” Darjza said. “Just that no one ever survived where I put him.”
“Huh… so then why we trying to help him?” Toh Mak asked as he rummaged through the drawer of the table. “If this place normally kills things then why bother?” he asked taking a little disk looking device with a big red button in claw.
“Well actually, he scared me…” She said sitting down as she saw Toh Mak coming back to the door.
“ah, so, accident.” Toh Mak said disappointed. “Just throw this down whatever trap he’s in and make him push the button in the middle here.” He said handing the device to the dragon.
“And this will save him? Darjza asked taking it from Toh Mak.
“Unfortunately.” Toh Mak said as he walked up to his chair.
“You have something against Orphan?” Darjza asked absentmindedly as she popped the device in her mouth without Toh Mak seeing it.
“Oh yes.” Toh Mak said sitting back down, with clear annoyance in his voice. That pony’s the one that did this to me.” He said gesturing to himself, taking a puff a second later.
“And um, where’s he going to end up?” Darjza asked a little more cautiously.
“Right over there.” Toh Mak said pointing over to the other side of his house. There stood a bigger disk with a light in the middle, on the floor surrounded by bookshelves. And speak of the devil a flash of light came from the disk. Orphan stood there, looking around. Darjza freaked a little, just barely seeing him with the angle of sight she had.
“You’ve been busy.” Orphan said, still looking around. Suddenly he blew up, blood and guts splattered everywhere.
“I had time to kill.” Toh Mak said suddenly holding up a device with a small dish on the front, smaller nicknaks riddled all over the thing and a glass ball that held electricity bouncing all over the inside.
“Why you do that?!” Darjza yelp as she poked her head through the door.
“Don’t threat.” Toh Mak barked back annoyed, knowing just what Orphan is. Well, Toh Mak thinks he’s a monster, maybe even a demon. The pair of them stared at the gore all over Toh’s small library just to see it vanish in a blink of an eye, and there laid Orphan. After a moment of nothing, Orphan suddenly took a deep breath in, spooking Darjza, making her hit her head on the top of Toh Mak’s door frame. Bending it a little in the process.
“Feel better?” Orphan asked, getting to his hooves then swaying a little.
“No…” Toh Mak said bluntly, a look of anger and trepidation on his face.
“Miss Darjza.” Orphan blurted out snapping his head to the door. “I must apologies to you.” He said trotting up to her.
“For what?” She asked. Rubbing the top of her head.
“Because he haves a proposition for me.” Toh Mak interrupted. “And judging by his tone, he wants my help.” He said standing back up.
“He’s right.” Orphan continued. “And it may take a day or two.” He said looking over to Toh Mak for a few seconds. “You’re the reason why I went to dragon’s country to began with Darjza.” He said looking back at her. “But now that I’m here, I think he’ll be useful for us.” Toh Mak in turn just harrumphed. “However, if you think I’m wasting time here, we can leave.”
“Honestly…” Darjza started, hesitating for a moment. “You saved my life. If you think whatever this is… is worth it, I can wait.” She said sitting up and smiling at Orphan.
………………………………………………………………………………
For the next two days Orphan and Toh Mak stayed inside that house as Darjza coming and going as she pleased, periodically checking up on the pair. For the pair inside, Orphan made a deal with Toh Mak. If he were to keep Orphan dead with whatever Toh Mak can think of then that was that. However if Orphan won this bet, Toh Mak were to forever work with Orphan, for the rest of their lives. With that Orphan did sweeten the deal with an ultimatum. Orphan gave his permission for Toh Mak to keep trying to kill him, whenever he wants, so long it wouldn’t harm anyone in turn. As for Darjza, she flew around the mountain of Griffonstone, enjoying her freedom. Before that she did wait for Orphan. She got bored after a while so that was that. As she flew she came to notice that other creatures that saw her, was afraid of her. At first she did think it was because of her curse but after a few hours she came to lament the thought to her being a big scary dragon. That is, in till she came across a pair of griffons. The pair were hunting at the time. Darjza in turn tried to talk to them only for the griffons to attack her. Then started to chase her, talking among themselves about a bet the two of them just made. Who’d nab it first?
A few minutes of them chasing Darjza, with a few narrow escapes from time to time. She got fed up with it quickly. So she opened up her mouth in front of them. The pair expected fire. What they got terrified them. The black hole sucked them close enough for Darjza to catch them by the throats. “Leave me alone.” Was the only thing Darjza said before letting go. The griffons fell a little, still in shock, but snapped out of it soon after then flew off as fast as they could. “At least I know that my curse isn’t the reason why everything fears me…” she said sighing.
………………………………………………………………………………
Day 7: the morning… “AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH! FINE!” Darjza woke up by Toh Mak screaming behind the door of his house, which then slammed open causing Darjza to wince. Toh Mak then stomped out cursing up a storm. Orphan soon followed with a look that screamed “Finally”
“Morning miss Darjza.” Orphan said, sighing in the process.
“I’m not done yet.” Toh Mak argued. “But for now, I’ll abide by our deal.” He said storming back inside.
Orphan took a breath then flopped on the ground. “Damn it that took to long.” He said out loud as Toh Mak slammed the door behind him.
Darjza just watched the scene play out before walking up to Orphan. “So, what we doing now?” She asked.
“Well actually, now that I have a moment.” Orphan said sitting up. “I wish for you to come with me, of a quest of mine?” He smiled at her for a second before frowning a little. “I know that’s a bit selfish. So I wouldn’t hold…”
“Ok, why not?” Darjza interrupted.
“Huh…? That was easier then I thought.” Orphan said smiling again. “I mean, I was going to go through this whole speech about the reasons why I needed you and all but…” Darjza started to chuckle a little. “I mean, that un to itself would be hard to explained but still.”
“Orphan…” Darjza said, which in turn made Orphan snap out of his rut. “What do you mean hard to explain?”
“Because I’m sad to say…” He stopped for a moment. “I don’t remember.”
………………………………………………………………………………
Inside Toh Mak was scrambling around, pushing, throwing, and dropping things, he was looking for something. As he searched, he contemplated little things but most the questions he asked himself were about, “Why am I doing this?” Orphan clearly isn’t his friend. Toh Mak was agreeing to be dragged all over Equestria for his vengeance, and it’s not like Orphan wants to live, not to mention that he would be able to invent new and better stuff then the “Shit” he had surrounding him at the moment. “Found it.” He said to himself. Currently standing on his kitchen table. Using it as a stepstool, reaching at the fan above. The four wings on the fan where all different, one of which was a wing for flight. He popped it off and hopped down. Looking at the mess he just made and just shrugged it off for later.
Opening the door he came out to Orphan saying, “I don’t remember.”
“Remember what?” Toh Mak asked shutting the door, carrying a metal wing. The pair gawked at Toh Mak. “What?” he asked.
“Nothing…” Orphan said looking down at the wing, frowning after so. “That was just a bit faster then I thought.”
“True… but I don’t need much when it comes to you Orphan.” Toh Mak replied walking up to Darjza. “And he can’t remember what?”
“The reason why he wants my help.” Darjza said.
“Ahh. Yes.” Toh Mak grimmest. “However I wouldn’t worry about something like that when it comes to him.” He said smirking. “I don’t think he even remembers the reason why he thought I could help him out now.” Orphan smiled sheepishly at that. “See.” He said. Darjza in turn just nodded.
“So then, shall we be off?” Orphan asked the pair.
“First things first.” Toh Mak said. “Dragon?” he said looking at Darjza.
“Darjza…” She said tilting her head. “What is it griffon?”
“Fair enough.” Toh Mak said. “I’m warning you here and now.” Darjza lowered her head to meet with Toh’s “you need to watch yourself around this pony.” He said softly. The pair looked towards Orphan, he seemingly spacing out. “He’s a master manipulator.”
“Why?” Darjza asked plainly.
“He’s the one that made me into this.” Toh Mak said gesturing to his limbs. Darjza went wide-eyed for a moment as Orphan smiled at her.
She took a breath. “Right.” She then perked up. “I’m ready. Orphan, where to?” she asked.
“Canterlot.” Orphan said as he walked up to the pair.
………………………………………………………………………………
Day 8: “Show me the bits or no deal.” Jigsaw said through an open door, Orphan on the other side, a cyborg griffon on his left and a dragon in the back. Ritter on Jigsaw’s right and Pep-On walking down the stairs. And Evaelk, dancing in the background, in the Electric swing, for no real reason in the slightest.
“Why should we take the job anyways?” Pep-On asked stepping to the left of Jigsaw. “Dumping your human on us in a senile rage like that.”
“He got you their Orphan.” Toh Mak blurted out.
“What does he want anyways?” Pep-On asked.
“He wants help finding his memories.” Ritter replied.
“Yes, he does in fact know, just how that sounds.” Jigsaw chimed in. “Before I agree to anything I want to ask something first.”
“Ok” Orphan said as everyone started glancing at each other before fixing their eyes on Jigsaw, say for Evaelk whose still dancing.
“What’s with the Note?” Jigsaw said before a flash of light revealed a piece of parchment floating in her magic.
“Huh…” Orphan said looking at it. “I totally forgot about that.” He said snatching it away from Jigsaw. He looked it over for a bit, leaving everyone else wondering.
“Sooo?” Darjza spoke up, making the three ponies on the inside gasp. “Is it anything important?” she asked slowly moving up to Orphan. Ritter cringed, Peps moved back a little.
And Jigsaw, intrigued with all of this pony’s friends. First a human much more then the monster he looks like, a griffon with metallic limbs, and a dragoness that’s not destroying anything, in fact she’s way to polite to be a dragon. Then we got the pony himself, Immortal, and not an Alicorn. “All right.” She said, causing everyone to gawk at her. “I’ll find your memories for you.” She said, Ritter and Pep-On gasping, Evaelk laughed, still dancing, and the rest didn’t do a thing. “I still expect to be paid however.”
“Understood.” Orphan replied nodding.
