The Chronicles of Light 1: The ultimate crossover

As Marc was walking to AppleJack's house he kept pondering.

'Why is he making a move now. why is their spy in CPA, and what does he have to gain from this?' He thought to himself.

These questions would have to wait until tomorrow because he was finally at AJ's house ready to party. Ready to play along with the girl's attempt to find out truths they shouldn't even know of.

As he walked toward the front door, he took in his surroundings, planning a possible escape or pursuit routes should a battle ensue.

Next, he used his Eagle Vision to look for traps and threats the enemy might have laid.

Next, he used his hyperactive telepathy to sense threat his Eagle Vision could not.

When he saw, and sensed, no threats, he finally knocked on the farm house's door.

When it opened Marc saw standing in front of him was a teenager of age 17, he had red skin, orange hair, and green eyes.

"Big Macintosh I presume?" Marc asked although he knew the answer was yes.

"Ya 'presumed' right, you must be Marc, come on in the girls and other guests already inside and Granny Smith is cooking some supper." Big Mac said in a southern accent.

"Other guests?" Marc repeated as he walked in the living room. In there he saw two other women in the living room, Kelia and Morning Blade sitting on the couch as Velvet Breeze finished her report to the two ex-Assassins.

"Whoa." Morning Blade said when Velvet finished telling the girls about what happened earlier.

"Whoa, what?" Marc said.

"Nothing of your concern, Kurtzman," Kelia told Marc threateningly. It was obvious to Marc that Kelia did not like him.

"Jeez, Kelia it was just a query, nothing more," Marc said in defense, surprising the ex Assassin.

Then Marc's eyes found themselves looking at Morning Blade's katana.

"I love a good sword, don't you, young Morning Blade?" Marc asked trying to change the still atmosphere.

"Yeah, I guess a good Blade is nice." Morning answered unsurely.

Marc was staring daggers at the two ex-Assassins, trying to see a friend from foe.

After that, he put two fingers on his forehead peering through Kelia and Morning Blade's minds, prying loose whatever secrets he can.

After a full two minutes, Marc finally spoke knowing he can trust them he took his fingers off his temple and into his pocket.

"Morning Blade, no offense, but how did you get that eye patch?" Marc asked shocking her slightly, "Because, with your hair, sword, and eye patch, you look a little bit like Rose Wilson from DC comics."

"Uh, mugging in my home town, Trottingham." Morning Blade lied.

Marc didn't answer. He just stared.

Later they all sat down at the dinner table to eat, Rainboom and ex-Assassin alike.

The air was still stiff, Marc had aroused much fear.

Then, desperate to get his job done, Marc stood up and raised his glass of Apple family cider and began to toast.

"A toast to a great and timeless friendship in blossom," Marc said, hoping to lighten the still atmosphere again. "Friendship is a fickle thing, it is a light in our darkest hour, the thing that keeps us going. So, to friendship."

Every one kept exchanging glances at his words. Until Pinkie raised her glass in agreement. Soon they all followed repeating Pinkie Pie's movement, although still unsure about him.

But their dinner was not going unwatched.

In a nearby Apple tree, a man in red armor, with a white mask with a red visor in his right eye socket was putting together a sniper rifle, ready to fire.

As Marc was about to sit down in his chair when he heard a faint, unmistakable sound.

"Gunshot! GET DOWN!" Marc yelled in fear.

Everyone was thrown back as the bullet hit the table, scaring Granny Smith and Big Mac half to death, missing Marc by inches and bouncing onto the floor, all while Marc fell to the side. Marc picked up the bullet.

"The shooter's getting away!" Kelia yelled as she, Morning Blade, and Velvet Breeze ran to the window.

Marc saw the bullet and he knew who's it was and it shocked him to his core.

He got up off the floor and then turned to the three ex-Assassins and spoke.

"Ex-Assassins I want the shooter alive and don't ask why or how I know who you three really are. Just get him!" Marc ordered.

The ex-Assassins said nothing, they only nodded in agreement and went after the shooter.

"Why do you wanna take the shooter prisoner, Marc?" Twilight asked, "Why not let the Assassins do what they do best, even though I don't like it, it just means we won't see him again."

"Because the shooter is the man who never misses, DC comic's Dead Shot," Marc said much to Fluttershy's worry at the sound of the name. "And the scary part is he shouldn't even exist in our dimensional plane."

When Marc said that everyone was very confused and scared even more.

Velvet Breeze, Morning Blade, and Kelia jumped out the open window and ran after Dead shot.

"He NEVER misses, how is that even possible?!" Morning Blade asked in shock as she heard what Marc said about Dead shot. "Only fully seasoned Assassins has that kind of skill."

"You sure about that, eye patch?" A voice yelled from deep in the trees. "Cause I never miss a shot unless I wanna."

To prove his point he fired three bounce rounds off the trees while moving to a new one. The shots narrowly missed the three Assassins by inches. "See what I mean? Only when I wanna."

"Come on, keep talking so I can find you, you boasting bozo sharpshooter." Velvet Breeze said as she used her Eagle Vision to find him. She nodded to Morning Blade and Kelia to do the same. They followed her actions and activated their Eagle Vision as well.

After a full minute of warning shots and looking into the darkness, Kelia tapped her comrade's shoulders and pointed to the tree 3 yards in front of them. Morning readied her blade and stepped silently as Kelia saw what she was doing she went the other direction to help while Velvet kept distracting the sharpshooter.

"So, back there when Marc told us all to duck and you missed, was that deliberate too?" Velvet quipped, all while getting under the sharpshooter's skin.

"I'll admit when these guys told me not to underestimate this kid, I didn't expect him to hear a silenced gunshot." Dead shot said slightly shocking he Assassins with his words. "But that could explain why they want a kid dead."

"Silenced gunshot, he heard a silent gunshot?!" Morning asked in shock giving away her location to the sharpshooter. Which to her credit was still out in the open. She mentally cursed herself for the mistake.

He jumped from behind his tree and fired 4 shots at Morning Blade's arm and one off a tree. As expected Morning deflected the first four with her katana, but she was hit in her right forearm by the bouncer bullet, and she dropped her sword and knelt on the ground in pain, holding her wounded arm. Dead Shot then walked over to her and pointed his left wrist gun at her head and said "I don't usually kill girls or kids, but I already made one exception tonight. What's another to me?"

"Hey, Floyd!" A familiar female voice said, "Don't try it!"

Everyone was shocked to see Mirror Match standing on an Apple tree with her sidearm pistol aimed at Dead shot's head.

"Mirror Match! this isn't your kill, witch!" Dead shot warned her, remembering her from his time in Manehatten.

Mirror Match laughed at this.

"You really think I'm here to kill my former sisters, or Kurtzman or, even the Seven?" Mirror asked.

When she said 'the Seven' the truth dawned on Dead Shot.

"Your a Freedom Fighter agent, aren't you?" The sharpshooter asked.

Mirror Match only nodded at this.

Then Dead Shot shot at her, but then she teleported behind him and kicked him in the leg and vanished again as Dead Shot turned to shoot her.

"Changelings, always sneaky" Dead shot mused.

"Guilty as charged." Mirror Match admitted from the woods. "But we need to be to survive."

Then footsteps were heard and Dead shot turned ready to kill, but he stopped in his tracks when he saw his Daughter. He softened his tone and took off his mask to face her. "Zoe, what are you doing here?" he asked.

"One minute I'm in Blüdhaven doing homework, next a green flame sparked round me and next thing I knew, I was here," Zoe said.

"You shouldn't have my daughter into this, witch!" Dead Shot yelled in anger, but all he got was silence. "Here me! YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE BROUGHT MY DAUGHTER INTO THIS!!" Dead Shot screamed.

But then everyone was shocked to here Mirror's voice come from his daughter speak.

"I didn't," Zoe said in Mirror Match's voice.

Then a green flame flurried round Dead Shot's daughter for a few seconds, but after the flame died Mirror Match stood where Dead shot's daughter did.

Dead shot tried to shoot Mirror Match, but Mirror was too fast for him and did several punches and palm strikes, each one to quick for Dead Shot to counter.

In the end, Mirror defeated him and said "I may have the skill of one, but I'm no Templar. I don't kidnap kids as a distraction."

They all returned to the house to question Dead Shot and to see the seemingly reformed Mirror Match.

"Mirror Match, are you really no longer a villain?" Kelia asked in disbelief.

"Indeed, I'm a Freedom Fighter agent now," Mirror said.

"Freedom Fighter?" Fluttershy asked, "What's a Freedom Fighter."

"Strangely enough, It's not that different than being an Assassin, Just that they know their stuff when it comes to magic, and they are much, much older then the Assassin's Creed and the Templar order combined."

"Awesome, Mirror!" Rainbow Dash complemented.

"Don't so quick to trust this witch, she kidnapped, principle Celestia." Morning Blade said in anger to the ex-Templar as Marc treated her wound.

"WHAT!!" everyone asked in anger towards the Changeling.

"I knew that Psithyra did that." Marc said as he put away the first aid kit, receiving another "What" from the girls and ex Assassins.

"Wow, I know we meet up sometimes, but I had a feeling you didn't change much from when I first met you, 'Light Sparker'." Mirror Match said while snickering.

"Well, you changed a lot since when I first met you 'Moon Tide'," Marc replied.

"Wait, you two know each other?" Sunset asked confused.

"We met each other in the Middle Ages, even though I'm from the present," Marc answered.

"How?" Twilight asked in light of this news.

"During the battle of Masyaf, when the explosion detonated, the resulting energy made a temporal rift. As for what I was doing there, I was exploring the castle, but when I saw the rift I was sucked through and sent to the past," Marc explained.

"Whoa." Everyone said impressed.

"And I befriended Moon Tide, but I'll tell you that story later. Alright?" Marc said.

"What do you mean by the fact they know their stuff when it comes to magic, Mirror Match?" Sunset asked.

"They are extremely skilled in magic, so skilled they gave me full Equestrian Changeling magic on earth," Mirror said. "And Equestrian magic isn't the only magic their skilled in. They pretty much make Star Swirl the Bearded look like a Kindergartener when it comes to their knowledge of magic, and seeing I worked with him, I know what I'm talking about. And when it comes to Freedom Fighter power with magic, well let's just say they make the Pieces of Equis look like mere trinkets."

"Whoa." Everyone, but Marc said in unison.

"Anyway I gotta question Lawton," Mirror said as she stood up and walked away.

At the sound of that name, everyone asked "Who?"

Seeing the girl's dumbfounded faces, Marc explained.

"Floyd Lawton AKA Dead Shot," Marc answered. "The man who never misses."

"Aaaaaaaah." Everyone said.

About an hour past before Mirror came back. Marc was explaining to everyone how he knows who they are and where he's from.

"Let me get this straight, your from another dimension?" Twilight asked in awe.

"And there, our adventures and Princess Twilight's are a group of movies and a TV show?" Asked Sunset in shock.

"And I, Kelia and Morning Blade are OCs in an Ebook Fanfic?" Velvet asked in dismay. "And the writer is a guy named a Bag of Plums?"

"And the rift opened in your world's Masyaf castle, and about a year after LOF?" Twilight asked.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes and yes," Marc answered.

"That's how ya knew which name is which afore we told 'em to ya." Applejack said.

"Yes," Marc said.

"Seems you told the girls a bit about your self. Eh, Marc?" Mirror Match asked.

'Only what they needed to hear.' Marc said using his telepathy before saying aloud. "A bit yes."

"How goes the interrogation with Lawton, Mirror Match?" Twilight asked.

"Not well, that's actually why I came out here," Mirror answered. "I need Sunset's help."

"Me?" Sunset asked, "Wouldn't you like the help of one of the ex-Assassins?"

"No, I need you because of your Telepathic powers." Mirror Match explained.

"Go ahead." Marc encouraged.

"Alright, I'll help," Sunset said seeing Mirror's logic. And they walk off toward the garage.