The New Era: Prologue

by CrystalSeeker

Chapter 3: Rough Awakenings

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"GAH?!?!"

"HOLD STILL!"

"THIS HURTS!"

"BECAUSE YOU KEEP SQUIRMING LIKE A CHILD!"

Within the apartment of Jaxson and Kylla, Jaxson was holding his head in pain as Kylla stood in a form that was the same height as him, currently giving the man a haircut. "I swear, you're such a child sometimes, Jax."

"Doesn't help that you have a rough touch on this thing!"

She raises her fist, vein appearing. "Rough touch huh?"

Jax's pupils dilate, and he shrinks in his place. "Mommy..."

And with that she starts beating the shit out of him as he cries out like a little girl, before eventually he's now sitting still in the chair, a black eye, bruised forehead, and a fork sticking out of the back of his head as streams of tears ran down his eyes. Meanwhile Kylla was finishing up her work on his hair, then gives his beard a nice trim. Once done, she puts her hands on her hips. "There, you'll look good in a little bit."

Jax grunts. "No thanks to your bad temper." She raises a fist, making him go into a defensive flinch. "SORRY! SHUTTING UP!"

She nods and sets the tools down as she yanks the fork out of his head, and goes back to the disk. Jax rubs his head, a few more tears. "She's terrifying sometimes..." He then blinks as he looked out the window, seeing a massive rip in the void over the city. "Oh sweet! Finally get to see one up close!" He watches as the rip in the void begins to slowly form until out comes a massive DBAC Flagship, the remnant void rip closes behind it as the massive Flagship is then taken to the Guardian Shipyards, probably to be part of the recent fleet. This made Jax rub his chin. "That'd make 240568 fleets now... Kinda small given how big the empire is..." He shrugs and slips on a shirt, then looks at the clock. "Oh god damn it."

12:28 PM

Jax jogs down the sidewalk within the Gal District, and stops in front of the local Cafe, the name reading 'Golden Ocean Cafe'. He enters into the cafe, and steps up to the counter, causing a Dragoness to step up in the usual clothes and an apron. She gives a nod as her hairstyle was a ponytail with some of her banes were brushed to the side over her forehead. "What can I get you, sir?"

"A Cinnamon Blast King with a Savory Scone."

She types onto the cashier with fluent ease. "Here or to go?"

"Here, need to get out of the house for a bit."

She gives a chuckle. "Just like you, Jax."

He gives a shrug. "Today's haircut day."

She winces. "That had to have hurt."

"No kidding, this time it was a fork."

She rubs her head, able to feel that just by hearing it. "Thank the Wind Gods it wasn't a chainsaw like last time."

"Don't remind me, those bills still put me in a bad mood."

She nods and sets the now ready cup down. "And a Savory Scone, dunked in cheese, and a couple slices of bacon in the middle."

"I hate that you know my usual by heart."

"Oh well, doesn't help you're here every week."

"Good point..." He sets down the 20 platinum coins.

She takes it and puts it in the cashier. "And my tip?"

"You're kidding? You don't Ask for one."

"But you always give me one for excellent service."

He scratches at his cheek. "It wasn't at it's best at this point of time."

"Oh, ow, my poor heart can't take that blow..."

"Oh fine." He pulls out a Bronze Glow-Crystal and gives it to her.

"Oooh, that earns a little extra." She gives him a couple Minty-Chip Cookies.

"Uh..."

She whispers. "So to make Kylla feel better."

He gives a nervous chuckle. "Yeah, thanks..." He takes the cookies, and sits down at the table nearby, taking a bite of his scone as he stares out the window, watching the many people pass by. 'It's a wonder that no one notices the Union Police since the days they came out... It's like they fit in as well as a dimension traveler.' He sips his drink as a Union Police outside was arresting a guy who stole a purse from an old lady nearby. 'And yet people are dumb enough to do crime anyways... Jeez...'

...

Dorn sips his canteen as he sat in front of the fire, the pot of Herv Stew being reheated in the pot as he did so. He was currently sitting in what he assumed to be the market of this kingdom, the place the supervisor called 'Canterlot'. The glowing blue lights helped with sight, but they didn't keep the place warm, hence the fire, while out the gate was simply dirt and stone leading down what was once a mountain, where they could see pockets of the blue lights, most likely where the many settlements or such would be at.

Dorn sips his drink again, then heard some ruffling in the tent. Looking over, he spotted the tall white pony step out of the tent. His eyes widened for a moment, but calmed as he had a feeling this'd come about eventually. When she looked at him, he motioned to the spot next to him. "Want to warm up and have some Herv Stew?"

She tilts her head, while her stomach growls loudly.

He chuckles. "Hungry, huh? C'mon, made sure not to add meat to it."

She nods and comes over, sitting down by his side as she sniffed the air, and had a pleased look.

"So... You're a pony..."

She nods. "Yes... And you are a... Human?"

He pulls the helmet off, revealing wolf ears. "I'm a Wolf-Kin, but close enough."

She was wide eyed for a moment, but nods softly as she looks at the land beyond. "...So... It became this while we were gone..."

He slowly nods. "Yeah... Pretty much."

She looks at him. "Do you and your kin live here now?"

"Well, not here, but kinda." He points a finger upwards. "We came from the surface, we excavated down here and found the place like this. Welcome to 200 million centuries in the future."

Her eyes were wide for a long time, before slowly nodding.

"Mind if I ask a question?"

"Go ahead."

"How do you know our language?"

"I silently cast a translation spell, and after you all talked a bit, I got the basics of the language... Alongside some other words."

He nods as he looks at the fire. "Yeah... Sounds about right."

"Does it? It sounds more like a fairy tale to me right now, given..."

"All that has happened and became of your home?"

She nods.

"I can understand that." He pours a bowl of the stew and offers it to her.

"So... What is a Herv?"

"A type of Fig, a vegetable's version of meat."

She slowly nods and starts eating, she smiles softly after the first bite and finishes the bowl. "That was better than expected."

"Well, it's not my first time cooking with Hervs."

She chuckles softly as she sits back. "Do you have something I could drink?"

"Sure. Water or Beer?"

She blinks. "Um... Something strong enough to knock a goddess onto her flank."

"The situations that bad, huh?" She nods. "Alright, I got just the thing." He pulls out a large bottle. "This is a special brew from back when the First Emperor was still around, it's called God's Blackout Moonshine."

She blinks. "Is it truly that strong?"

"Probably for you, but for our kin above, it's just a stronger version of whiskey, vodka, and moonshine mixed together."

She nods and takes the cup, which he pours some into. Upon taking a simple sip, her cheeks go beat red, her eyes roll behind her head, and she falls over in an instant knockout.

"And she's out." He sips his own cup. "Well, what did I expect, she didn't grow up with a strong endurance to alcohol like us... Ah well." He pulls his coat off and lays it on her, then goes to get some tools for work.

Celestia simply laid there, muttering in her sleep. "No... I'll have more cake please... Double the icing..."

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