Author's Note

Ok, someone get this guy a computer. Also, enjoy, since he's been helping me for the last 3 hours with this, yay I guess.

Sincerely, Slendy

Lucaridis here, I have a slave! it's fun.

I hate you, asswipe.

Power to the people!

"Merry Christmas." I say as I hand Swift a box of ultimate fun time. I don't think see knows what Christmas is and considering the look on her face I may be more right than wrong. Either way, her knowledge on Christmas is irrelevant and she accepted my gift nonetheless.

"Thank you." No proplemo, Swifty. Thank me by opening the damn thing, I wanna know what's inside. Cautiously she opens the box and peers inside only to seem somewhat confused and underwhelmed but she does pull out a note before anything else.

"What does it say?" I ask for obvious reasons, if Loki put a serious note in their it'll be worth checking.

"It says that anyone incapable of shapeshifting will face irreparable genetic damage." Holy fuck, that sounds dangerous. Walking towards Swift I look inside the delicious box of goodness and see something... awesome, yet underwhelming.

"Huh, it's full of scouters." Taking a moment to think about it I suddenly realise the implications and then allow myself a teethy smile. "Swift, I know as of this moment that box belongs to you, but may I have a scouter." She looks really confused but I can't really blame her.

"Um, sure. what do they do, anyway?" gently taking a scouter I look at Swift with a grin.

"They tell you how strong someone is. In this case, however, I think something rather super might happen." By that I mean a there is a possibility of becoming one of the strongest races in the universe. Or just read power...yay, I guess. So, as Loki would want, I placed it over my left eye, and for a second. Nothing, well that was-HOLY SHIT, ITS OVER-wait...oh, ok, infinity.

"Well Swifty, turns out I'm an overpowered mess of a thing." At my response, she placed hers on her eye, and for a moment, nothing...surprise, surprise. Then next thing I know, my ass is flying through every wall of my home, Shit-Fuck-Ow-Balls. And finally, touch down.

"How the fuck are you stronger than me, I'm me!" I yelled from the other-side of the house. So in almost light-speed, Swift was in front of me, a worried look on her face, which was now covered with a golden aura, as her eyes turned to a brighter teal, even her hair was gold now. Bluebell would be proud. "Just because you're a super sayian, don't make you better than me."

"I'm a what?" You're a wizard, harry.

"Surprise, you have the power to turn into a very formidable force, and you can grow stronger with each fight, and any near-death experiences." I bluntly explained, as Swift looked over her body in wonder, as I brushed the stone, a possible blood off my stylish clothing. "Also, how duh fuck did I get knocked on my ass, but you stood up without a care?"

At my question, we watched as a small receipt flew out the side of my scouter, so I grabbed it, and held it up so I could read it out loud.

Dear, Rook

As you've probably discovered, you've been knocked on your ass, and are currently wondering what is going down in my town. Well, you both now have the power to grow and evolve into the evolutionary forms of the super sayians. Chris, you've got enough power to go super sayian blue, meaning only Gods can sense your God-Ki, or something. For Swift, yes, I know where you live.

Well she can progress through the levels as always, just try not messing with any death-related stunts, progression is a bitch, but not worth taxes.

Sincerely, Your most awesome God, Loki

"Wait. Who's Loki?" Good question. I still have to figure that out. Then she looked directly at me, as she own hair went back to normal, strange, she's still awake. "And better yet, what am I now!?"

"Ok-Ok, cool your Vegeta, you're....something, but still you, just a better you, strength-wise, not like appearance needed to change, that you have in spades." I explained, before her face lit up like my face a few minutes ago. Then something interesting caught my attention. "Hold the metaphorical phone....I've got God-Ki, right?"

"Y-Yeah?" Still recovering, got it.

"Then have a guess who can probably sense my power level."

Canterlot

Celestia was carefully looking through her notes, eyeing the boring concerns of the Nobles like usual, until she felt a wave of pure chaotic magic, on terms with a God wash over her like a tsunami. This caused her to shoot from her chair, her eyes widening from the sheer amount that pasted her.

"WHAT IN EQUESTRIA WAS THAT!!?" She yelled in fury, as she heard someone enter the room, before her own sister yelled out to her

"Did you sense that!?" She screamed. As Celestia gulped in terror

"I tasted that...."

Discord's Statue

As the wave past over Discord's prison, his own eyes grew within the frame of the stone, before his head snapped to turn towards the origin of the magic, as the stone snapped out of its hold, leaving his body to face the opposite direction, as he peered towards the town.

"What the fu-"

Frozen North

As the winds howled through the everlasting winter, a lone soul wandered endlessly through its grasp. Before its shadow turned towards the spike in magical power. As he snorted in disgust.

"Why do the good ones always get the good shit!?" Sombra spat in distaste, before he decided to make his way in the direction of the Empire, before he paused, and looked in the direction of the energy spike. "Hmm..."

Badlands

"Another-one bites the dust!" Ruin sung, as he let the two changeling bodies turn to ash, as their green souls joined his mass in wonder. But before he could progress any further, he froze mid-stride, before turning around with a twitching eye. "Is that me!? Is that me, stronger than me!? I'll fucking kill me!"

Then he paused....before his rage, turned to a laugh of pure joy.

"Oh, now that is cute. Adorable even!" He mused, as he felt his connection grow ever-so-stronger

Tartarus

Among the darkened parts of the world, a creature stood within his cage, as the monsterus being stood watch over his frail body. But nothing could prepare the two for the overwhelming force of nature that washed over the two beings. The Cerberus growled in defence. But the creature within the cage grinned sickly, as his eyes watched over the crimson horizon.

"Interesting...."

"Chris?" Ah, so she finally speaks. I was beginning to think patching holes killed her mind, I know it worked on me, then I replaced those cells, with regenerated cells. Anywho, back to the now nervous girl before me, strange, she seems to be rather frightened. Did my face melt off?

"What." I muttered, not really focusing as I finally patched the last irritating hole up within my home, and yet I didn't ask the maids. Fuck me.

"You knew I was in that...place, back in Canterlot." Ah, so that's what that was...well, this got fucking awkward fast

"Well, you know, Blacklight. enheightened senses, so picking up on your presence wasn't a chore, but the guards were." I rambled, as she looked away from me, but then she answered

"I didn't want to be there, Blueblood....he promised me a promotion, then I would have been able to live a better life, but...he only kept me around because I was a girl, nothing more. Then, you showed up, and well, the rest is history." She explained as I kind-of phased out a little, but I got the memo.

"Yeah, he's a she now, so you're all good." I replied, as Swift blinked at that, before actually laughing, good, less awkward.

"Still, I just wanted you to know that." Why? "Because you actually made my life alot better." Oh. "So thank you, for everything."

Wait. Did my heart just skip a beat? Wait, I have a heart? Questions for later. So, instead of an awkward hug or some shit, I just patted her on the head, although, she didn't mind, I guess. I've been guessing alot lately. Ooh, idea! Will it work? Meh. So, I quickly grabbed Swift's hand, and pulled her through my repaired wall, as I felt a tear roll down my face. All that work... Why would I do that!? I have maids for Loki's sake!

"Chris, where are we going?" Swift asked, as she flew beside me now, as I ran down the streets towards the massive tree-library-thing. The Treebrary. Then I saw her look at me with a deadpan look. "Also, you know I can fly, right?"

"Details Swifty. Right now, how do you feel about making this a threesome?" And like that, she nearly met the dirt in a way that seemed fun. Then she recovered, her face turned red. "No! Not like that, unless you're in to that, but right now, how do you feel about having a dragon?"

But before she was allowed to even comprehend my question, I saw the house in sight, so I held my arm in front of me, as I picked up the pace, forcing all my mass into my arm. Ok...

3...

2...

1...

And within the time-frame, I collided through the door, sending splinters and dust through the walls like arrows. And as I rolled, Spike looked at me with confused-horror, as he dropped his comic in surprise. Then, without any consent, I grabbed his tail, and pulled him out the door, Swift narrowly avoiding my charge.

"Spike. Follow. Now. Threesome. Fun!" I worded angrily, as I pulled the wood fragment from my throat, throwing it away. And so, the fun began!

"Ok Spike. That's the rundown. Wanna be number one?" I asked curiously, as Swift sat on my bed, as Spike tried to collect his thoughts, and mouth off the floor. It was progress. But I didn't really care, so I pulled out from under Swift, three boxes. Mind you, I have absolutely no idea what's in these, and I couldn't care less, my face was melted last time...oh shit, which one was that?

"Ok, you got three choices, and mind you, one of these may kill you, so worry about that bridge later." I waved off, as he finally spoke

"Wait-Wait-Wait! So, not only are you from another world, you have powers that make you more powerful than Celestia. And you want me to join you because of the promise you made me ages ago?" Spike nut-shelled, and I just shrugged

"Well, I'm not training a dragon, I'm training a Dragon that can shout like a Dragon, and have the power to kill a drag-" And like that, he lost me

"Heck yeah! Count me in!" He cheered. Not noticing my blinking face. "I hope Twilight won't be too annoyed about this..."

"Wait what!?" Me and Swift replied in absurdity, as we looked from each other, than to Spike. Ok, kid's got balls

"You do realize, that one of these boxes may very well melt your face off." I reminded, but he shrugged

"Well....that does sound bad, but it also sounds cool!" Ok, I like this kid, but seriously, what part of 'melting face off' sounded remotely interesting, to the point of reaching the level of 'cool'. A super computer could take decades and not comprehend the amount of fucks this child did not give.

"Fuck it. Take your pick." At that, I shoved them over to him. But Swift looked worried.

"Are you serious?" No, that takes time to replicate. Mere seconds woman. "Chris, I don't think-"

"What is this?" At Spikes words, we looked to see a small red gemstone, as it seemed to give off a strange aura. But what happened next made a small grin appear on my face, then, the gemstone vanished into the drake's arm. "Ahh! Where'd it go!?"

"So, that's what you got." I muttered, before Spike looked at his hands as if they were broken. "Dragon Slayer Magic."

"Dragon Slayer...?" Spike and Swift echoed, as I cracked my neck, until my spinal cord snapped. Shit's about to get crazy.

"Right then. Who wants to cause World War 5?"

To Be Continued...

Swift's Abilities:
-Sayian Blood (Able to obtain and control super sayain forms)
-Zenkia Burst (Stronger with every near-death experience)
-Avious (Can fly and control the weather)

Spike's Abilities:
-Fire Dragon Slayer Magic (Natsu basically)
-Second Generation Dragon Slayer (Slightly stronger than 1st)
-Dragon's Blood (Attributes of dragons, tougher skin, immune to fire etc.)