I'm really fuckin' special.

Retard special not good special.

I spent an entire night awake planning on how to move the boxes of badassitude to my new home in Ponyville. It took me roughly six hours to realise I could just use my inventory/pocket dimension to store the boxes with no weight gain at all. Have to thank Loki for that secret ability he bestowed upon me.

Honestly, I don't even know why i'm bothering to learn magic in whatever spare time I have when I take into account all the other secret abilities and my current ones. Ah right, the answer is power and my subsequent corruption. Absolute power, corrupts absolutely, after all.

What time should I head to Ponyville at. I could go now. Leave a letter for the princesses and just leave, but that would be rude. I'll go to the dining hall again and speak with Celestia, mabye Luna if she's there.

To breakfast then Ponyville. Can't say i've missed the place, then again, I was only there for a few hours short of a day. Mabye Spike and the other girls stayed the night here, could get the train with them. Good idea me.

You're welcome

Fuck off.

Anyway, before I was interrupted by an... Incredibly racist word that may or may not begin with N. I was doing something.

Going to breakfast, of course. Making my way to the door I open it and step out into the bland hallways, as always. Only to smell something that isn't as bland as the down right sterile air of this damn castle. It familiar, a bad familiar but it's covered in a new, overlapping smell. This warrents investigation.

So like any no good adventurer, I set off to alleviate myself of my growing case of boredom. Not gonna lie, I am genuinely concerned for my health, is it natural to get as bored as I do not that it matters at the moment considering something is about to end my boredom.

I find my way over to the castle infirmary which cases me to slow my pace and think for a moment. The smell is recognisable, but enough that I immediately know who it is which means we have only meet in passing. The smell... It's a weird one, it's like it's meant to be one thing but it's actually another.

Clearing my head of these thoughts, I walk in to the infirmary and find it empty save for one person. I can't make out much, but the are definatly female with pale skin and yellow hair. Something about that thought bothers me.

"Check up on... Bluebell for us, would ya.

Ohh, bloody hell. I thought that was a joke, apparently not. Well if we can't call him Blueballs anymore we can certainly call him Bluebitch. Egh, doesn't fell the same. Now the real question is what Loki meant by check up. Did he want me to see if he- she is alive or was something else to it. Might as well see if she still capable of actual thought.

Walking up, I flick the man turn woman on the nose, causing their face to scrunch up and for them to stir awake.

The first thing the cursed man got to see when he awoke was me standing over him like Death. Not a bad analogy, if I do say so myself. When he managed to properly wake up his eyes went wide.

"W-who are you?" he sounds like a broken woman. Then again, he did lose his testicles, penis and gender all in one day and Blueblood was a vain man, no doubt the sudden change is messing with his head a lot. I almost feel bad, key word being almost as I have to fake all my emotions and feeling bad for this piece of meat would be a waste of effort. Meat? Why do I have a sudden urge to cover pelvic region. Probably because it sound like a pet name a sexual sadist would give their little sub.

That came out of nowhere. Freaky.

"I'm Chris Licht, Knight of light." I've also decided a knight us better than a noble so that's the titles I'll be using from now. Why did I say that like I was talking to someone? Perhaps i've gone bat shit. "And you, are the former man known as Blueblood, am I correct?" gonna be honest, if this turns out that it isn't Blueblood, i'm going to find a way to kill myself.

"Yeah." wow, I fucked this guy up. Sure Lokis turned the daft sod into a girl, but that wouldn't have happen if I didn't stab the dick... In the dick.

"Well, now that I know you aren't dead, I'll be going. I suggest you get a name change, C'ya." Why did I not consume her, you may ask. Well, my imaginary friend, it's because the jakey formerly known as Blueblood has to live with this arrangement. A far more, amusing punishment than outright murder.

With long strides I make my way to the dining hall, thank the Gods for this nose of mine or i'd be more lost than a nun in a brothel. My analogies are amazing, where did I get that one from. It took me a while to get their super smelling or not as it doesn't tell me which turns to take, so I got a little lost. I would have asked for directions, but y'know, men don't do that.

When I arrived, I was pleased to see that Spike and the elements did stay the night and that they are still here.

"Morning everybody." everyone, but Applejack, Celestia and Pinkie, jumped at my sudden arrival. Many of them laughed it off and returned my greeting with their own.

Taking my usual spot beside Celestia, that for some reason isn't taken by Twilight, and sit down with a small smile.

"You seem pleased with yourself." turning to look who spoke, I see it was Celestia.

"Just had a small conversation with your nephew or is it neice now?" the question wasn't meant to be serious, but I don't think Celly got it... At all.

"What do you mean?" Alright, you've confused me, Celestia. Unless... Ho ho hoooo, has Celestia not seen what has happened to Blueblood yet.

"Oh you know. Just that at somepoint between his de-balling and hospitalisation he was turned into a she. I thought you would have at least visited him once and seen it for yourself, but meh, guess not." This was really unexpected of Celestia, I thought she would have checked on him once and noticed what happened.

"How is that possible? I'm aware that spells exist to change someones Gender, but the never last." I suppose when a someone like Loki cast a spell that's meant to be temporary he can make it permanent.

"I can't say I know. But you have to admit, whoever did it was probably trying to do Blueblood a favour." Celestia nods, but other than that keeps quite. If I were to hazard a guess she's trying to think of people who could do something like that.

Turning to everyone else I look them all over, not really interested in starting another conversation. That is, until Twilight spoke up.

"I notice your appearance has changed since we last saw you." and I bet you want to know how that's possible.

"I'm pretty good at changing my appearance with magic." Yes magic, totally magic. I am eternally greatfull for that bullshit excuse I can use anytime.

"That's pretty complicated magic, especially if it's permanent." I can only imagine, my dear Twilight.

"Soooo, while i'm still here, anyone want to ask me any questions." Why not, thus is likely the only time i'll much about myself. Surprisingly, it was Applejack that spoke first, rather than Twilight... Or Pinkie.

"Ya have a family, partner." way to kill the mood, jackass. Le sigh.

"They're all dead." Yeah, honesty isn't all that great anymore, now, is it Applejack. The answer seemed to effect everyone at the table a little differently. For starters, Applejack gave me an empathetic look which bothered me to no end, Twilight just looked upset, Rainbow seemed to be burying some sort of sadness, Pinkie quite literally deflated, Rarity gave a pitying glance and Fluttershy seemed almost terrified at the prospect of losing family.

"S-sorry for your loss." here comes the pity, I hate pity.

"Ha, they've been feedin' worms longer than you've been alive. I'm over it, Trust me." I think i'm the one killing the mood now, wonderous. "Anyone else want to ask a question."

"When's your birthday?" Pinkie being predictable, how predictable. That felt confusing to think.

"13th October. A little chilly around that time, but I prefer it that way." I honestly find my date if birth to be incredibly annoying and amusing. If only I was born on a Friday then I might laugh.

Content with her answer Pinkie pulls out a folder out of nowhere and jots something down. If I eat Pinkie will I get her power ovee randomness, for the sake of this planet i'm not going to do that, unless she's on deaths door and there isn't anyway to save her.

"You like pranks?" I wonder who raspy voice belongs to. Though that is a good question. I've never really indulged myself in a pranking before.

"I haven't pranked anyone before. I do like watching the aftermath of a prank though, they can be pretty funny." That answer felt bland and boring, I really need to get my fun personality back, i'm not a fan of being so bored all the time.

"Well, Pinkie and I need to take you on a pranking spree sometime." I believe I might enjoy that. I give her a nod of acceptance which makes the prismatic tomboy smirk.

"Would you mind if I made you soem new clothes. Not that there is anything wring with what you currently have, but feel like I must do something to personally thank you for saving Ponyville." Oh yeah, I keep forgetting I saved Ponyville, all I remember is killing things so, I guess, i'm not completely at fault.

"Thanks, i'll be sure to come around at somepoint in the future." I wonder hiw long I can delay this from happening. My clothing is literally a part of my body, so wearing fabric is obsolete. Better than being naked all the time.

I see Fluttershy near the end of the table raise her hand, which got a chuckle out of me, what am I, her teacher. Nodding in her direction, I give permission for her to speak.

"W-hat your favourite animal,
If you don't mind me asking?" Ahh, Fluttershy, speaking as quiet as a mouse and yet I can hear you speak perfectly fine, a true testament to what blacklight can do.

"For a pet, i'd have to say a cat, you don't really need to look after them aside from feeding and cleaning them and as long as they're docile enough they can walk themselves. Although my favourite animal is a tie between the centipede, axolotl and the wolf. They're all interesting in they're own way, it's hard not to like them." That got her smiling, it would appear my... Um, fondness? Yeah, fondness for animals has appeased her.

"Are you going to be coming back to Ponyville or are you going to be stationed elsewhere?" leave it to Twilight to ask the important questions. Well, this one isn't important, but out of all of them it sound the most important.

"You'll be happy to hear that i'm returning to Ponyville, someone has to keep Mistress Everfree calm." I don't even what the fuck that means, but i'm going to role with it.

Kind of like how I'm rolling on the floor right now. It would appear that the news of my return was to much for Pinkie to handle as she lunged over the table and wrapped me in a hug tight enough to be uncomfortable. That's saying something about the girls strength, it doesn't matter how many sweet you eat, a rock farmer still a rock farmer and I bet you need some extra special strength for that occupation. If Pinkie can make me uncomfortable then Maud is likely to have the strength to probably tear me apart.

"Yesssss, this is great. Now you get to take part in all my parties from now on. Isn't thus going to be great." Ah fuck. Part of me wants to tell her that her parties kind if suck, for me. They just aren't parties I like mabye if I was pre-pubescent or drunk and/or high. I'm not going to tell her that though because i'm now certain upsetting Pinkie upsets Maud and she is a dangerous person. She'll never kill me since she can't, but immortal or not, pain sucks ass.

After Pinkie gets off me I finally get up only wonder what time it is. Lets hope one of the boxes has a phone or something, if only for music and the time. When should I leave for Ponyville and if I should go with the girls and Spike or should I make my own way there. I can likely run faster than the train, but I won't get to converse with anyone which is unfortunate, but being an overpowered and/potentially overpowered being kind of makes life a bit lonely.

Might as well wait for the girls to get the train out of here, at least then I'll get to enlighten Spike on the wonders of my world.

Finally, we are on the damn train. Unfortunately, train is called the friendship express which is a little cringy, but it was expected.

Sitting down next to my main man, Spike. We begin a great conversation on comic books although I veered off and started speaking about games after awhile although I have a feeling Spike thought I was still talking about comics since I only spoke about the characters and story. I'll need to show Spike the PS4 that was in one of the boxes, even better is it two controllers.

"That basically sums up every thst happens in Oblivi- HOLY CUNT!" It would seem I can still be caught by suprise if I don't pay enough attention because it took the whole damn train to shake before my conversation was interrupted... What the fuck causes a train to shake aside from rocky terrian. Rough terrain isn't possible though as we are currently in flatland between Canterlot and Ponyville.

"Alright everyone! Hand over all your valuables and nobody gets hurt!" a robbery, of course. This is exactly what I need to bring my old self back.

Looking about the train, I see that two of the, who knows how many, thieves are in the same cart as me, Spike, the elements and a bunch of other people. Everyone, aside from the obvious few being the elements who were getting ready for a fight and myself who didn't have anything to give, were already handing everything they have over to the thugs.

Realising something, I look down at Verse and cycle through it, looking at all the options I have. Thank the Gods for 3D holograms rather than a silhouette of what the are because that would be confusing as shit. I stop looking through the Versatrix when I see one of my favourite game characters, seeing them also make me smile like a psycho.

"Hey Spike." The little dragon blood looks up to me with a scared expression. " What's and learn." with that I press down on the Versatrix and get consumed by an orange light.

"KRIEG!!!" I did not mean to shout that, but it got the results I desired. Both of the theive, and the whole cart for thst matter, looks over to me with confused expressions.

"Ha, I would advise you sit back down before we have to hurt you." I would have laughed if it wasn't so sad, strangely, I laughed anyway. I go to tell them that they might as well give up, but something else come out intead.

"GIVE UP YOUR PANCREAS SO I MAY FEAST, HAHAHAHAHA!!!" I just when full psycho on these ass hats, I almost pity them.

Without some much as a warning my body runs forward, with it's buzzaxe in hand, and swings at the first man and because he was so suprised he meet a bloody end at the hands of KRIEG. That's right, full capitals. The next guy gets over his shock and pulls out a knife and stabs KRIEG in the torso puncturing a lunge, doesn't mean KRIEG give a shit though. I do cause it fuckin' hurt, good to know I feel whatever KRIEG does.

"HAHAHA, MY TURN!" and with the grace of a butcher toying with a piece of meat, KRIEG grabs the guy by the throat with his left hand and with his right jabs his fingers into the mans eyes and scoops them out. "ICE-CREAM ANYONE!" Heh, that was fucked up. How do I change back, not that KRIEG is bad or anything thing, but I have the feeling he'll turn his attention to the passengers with the threat eliminated. With naught, but a thought I manage to turn back to normal.

Walking to the next train Car is see that it is also full of theives. Well, three. Activating the Dail, I spin it around and on random press it down, allowing myself to be consumed by the Fanta orange light. Checking over myself I confirm who I am. By that I mean I listen to my breathing.

"Darth Vader, that's... Agreeable." I'm in so much pain right now. Feels like I tried to fight someone on the high ground and ended up taking a lava bath... Oh wait. Walking, ever so menacingly, into the next car, I look over all the theives, nothing special. These guys are seriously under prepared for whats about to happen.

Not being one to waste time I force pull one of the theives towards me and active my sith red lightsaber as he approaches then when he is in range I bisect him allowing both pieces to fly past me. The other two flops notice me just as their friend died and decided that charging me was a masterful plan. Getting into Vaders natural battle stance I wait for them to aproach me.

The first guy takes a swing at me with a small knife. I quickly retaliate by side stepping and bringing my saber down on his outstretched arm them as he falls to his knees I cleanly decapitate him. The next man is nervous and is slowly backing away however I don't appreciate that and grab the bastard in a force choke.

"Cowardice is... Unacceptable." talking with a constantly active respirator is and intriguing experience. With the man being lifted into the air with the force i'm quick to clamp down on his throat and kill him then for effect I discard the body by throwing it out of the widow, the closed window.

Change back, I walk to the next final car if the train and notice that it also had three people in it. Spinning the Dail again for randomness. I press down and get enveloped by the familiar orange light. Checking my body I see who I've become.

"Cole Macgrath, infamous Karma." As I said i'm all red and stuff with a few arcs of red and black electricity dancing across my body. I've always enjoyed infamous.

Entering the next car I look over the guys in here and it seem the all notice me as well. Shame, sneak attacks are always fun.

"Who the hell are you?" i'm the trains electrician.

"What's it matter, you're gonna die anyway." I'm liking the voice, i'll have to find a way to replicate the sound with my own vocal cords.

These guys, like the rest, aren't that intelligent because the charge me like mindless idiots. The first man goes to punch me, but I step into the punch and grab him by the shoulder and unleash lightening hell throughout his body. This makes him drop to the ground like a bag of potatoes, fried potatoes.

The other guys pull back upon noticing my electrifying aura and wait for me to do something, which is honestly stupid, they should be taking hostages at this point. I point my left hand forward and allow arcs of red lightening to arc arcross it before releasing a barrage of electric bolts to th remaining men. They try to get cover, but there simply isn't anything to do, which means the got nailed by a localised lightening storm, ending their lives.

Switching back to myself in a orange light of orangeness. Turn around as to walk back to the carrige I was originally in only to hear the familiar voice of a nerd ring out throughout the train.

"WHAT DID YOU JUST DO!"

Well cunt, this isn't good.

Author's Note

Remember to point out errors and tell us what you think about the story.
Next chapter a few more boxes will be opened... Probably. Feel free to comment what you want from the boxes whether it be weapon, armour or just stupid.