A divide always has 2 sidesby ChemtestChaptersThe end of the beginningWhere, who, what, why, and how?LearningQuestionsTickets?Intermission 1: TestingIntroductions are in orderThe Harmonic BlastThe end of the beginningThe End of the Beginning The Divide is the harshest place you can find, a dead world lies in wait to drag you down with it. At first it was a promise, a place where civilization could start again. Made by one man, and the road he walked, his lonesome road. People sprung up around him, in that Old World graveyard, life formed over death, ironic when you think about it. The Bear and the Bull fought over this, two symbols of the new world fighting over one of the old. But in this wasteland we’ve become, nothing will last forever or be in its prime before it falls in a blaze of glory. The man who made this place was it’s death, even if unintentional. Old World weapons, scattered around and inactive, brought back to life. In one massive explosion another civilization fell just like the one before. Creaters from the ground, Tunnelers, building collapsing, and the men of East and West joining together with flesh melted off and having gone insane, Marked Men, the most terrifying creation. This is how the creator, killer, and aminisac man found it, Courier Six. He has traversed the Divide without dieing, one of two. The other was a man who saw promise in the Divide, believed in it, fought for it, and sought revenge for it. Searching everywhere for The Courier yet always being ahead, leading him to the Divide. A man of Caesars Legion, and another fighting for New Vegas. Two different flags, two different men, one a vigilante, one a killer. Bouncing off each other in a fight of symbols, until they reach the crossroads. A plan to burn the Mojave just like the Courier had done, coming to a head. Monsters of Bear and Bull outside. ******************************************************************************************************* “If we cannot prevent what comes, then let us make our stand here.Two Couriers, together, at the Divide.” I grab my weapon to start fighting, the Courier does the same. “I would be honored too, even if we die, the Mojave shall survive.” The Courier says. It is then the beasts flood in, ready to kill. But they face the two who survived, and both were ready to fight the Bear and Bull one last time. Using my 12.77 submachine-gun the ‘war drum’ from the White Legs, I mow down all who come from the main enternce, all put down in one final mercy. My Eyebots cover the left enterece, with the Courier moving all around. Luckily for me, and unlucky for them, I had an almost unlimited amount of ammo within my Pip Boy. The first clip that ran out caused a few to get too close. Grabbing Old Glory I quickly put down all who get near. The first received a surprising mashed skull. But as I did this, more flooded in. I could see the Courier rounding them to one area. Then when he got most over there, he ran. “DUCK!” The Courier shouts, pulling out the Lazer Detnator. It was at this moment I saw the warhead above them. I managed to get behind some consoles the second before it exploded. “BOOM BICHES!” The Courier shouts in glee. The display of gore was beautiful, and made me glad that I had on my rebreather. He seemed to enjoy it too much for a normal person, but in this world no one is normal, and explosions are a good way to get happy, he was even doing a little dance. “I get that that was great, but we are not done yet!” I shout back in reply, seeing about twenty more storm in. “Oh come on, that was fun!” A Marked Man reminded him of where we were by slapping him, “OW, FUCK, MOTHER FUCKER!” Have you ever seen someone putting C4 on an axe? Well I have now, he even put a reloading function on, and it didn’t break. I think I understand how he got through the Divide now. Well, the ridiculousness continues, as he pulls out a FUCKING INDUSTREAL HAND WITH BLADES REPLACED WITH GRANADES! HOW? HOW INSANE IS HE?! HOW DOES THIS WORK?! As I’m having an aneurism over his weapon, he kills all that are left. “Well, that’s that.” He says casually as he starts looting. “Don’t forget to blink Ulysses.” It’s now that I realize I haven’t done anything since he started killing. “Well, that’s something you don’t see everyday.” I reply as cool as possible. “It’s me your talking about, normal and me don’t have the best relations.” He says, “Besides, seeing the Divide you should know I love bombs, or is that a bit early and offensive?” “I’m glad your on my side and not their side.” I say. “Everyone says that, especially Benny and Yes Man.” He reply’s. I still don’t get how he can side with the man who shot him, but, hey, I’m doing the same. “Well, stop your looting, we still have a missle to disarm. Unless you want the Mojave to blow up.” I say sarcastically. “Oh! I knew I forgot something. ED-E!” “The missiles are about to launch, you are the only one who can do it. I’m sorry, you flew far, you flew fast, now you get to save the world.” “Goodbye, ED-E, I will meet you again even if not on this model.” “Sorry to interrupt, but we’re saving civilization! We have almost no time left!” I shout with urgency. It was then the eyebot, ED-E, flew up to the console and started, “We have to run now!”I shout to the Courier, and he follows my instructions instantly. We got to the Temple exit, explosions around us as we run. History being repeated and then stoped. As we were about to exit we got one more gift “GWWWWAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!” A Marked Man comes around the corner. Before I know what happened, I had a blade from my shoulder to my torso. The Courier killed him, but it was too late. “NO! ULYSSES!” He shouts,” Don’t die, not now!” He hurriedly shifts through his pack, looking for medicine. “Go, leave me, the Divide has left me its last gift.” I struggle to say. “No! You are going to live!” He says as he finds his Stimpacks. “Leave me! I shall be buried with those I fought for, Divide Natives and Legion Brothers.” I state finally. “The Mojave needs you, all I would do is watch over a graveyard.” “Fine, I will never forget you, or the lessons you teached. I will make it my duty for people to know and learn from history, and I shall enforce it.” He concludes. “Good” I barely whisper, as I watch him walk away. I know that the holotape will be waiting for him. My final words before I fade to the dark were, “Maybe I will finally find this gods land.” The dark takes over, as I’m surrounded by brothers, together in death. Together in insanity, together in our spirit, and together with forgiveness for the Courier, founder, destroyer, and finally savior. ******************************************************************************************************* Peace, at last, funny how this is the first time I felt it, in the darkness. That is, until a voice speaks. “Ulysses, hahaha, vigilante, courier, knower of history and philosophy. Truely you are a great man, just putting his ‘chips’ on the wrong color. One of two who survived the Divide, you are not done. I can revive you, send you somewhere with great darkness ahead, even though it may seem bright. Things that will boggle the mind, well, your mind. And, in order to save you from the illusion of free choice, you will go, no matter what. Goodbye for now Ulysses, you will see me again when stone breaks! Hahahahhahahahahhhahhahahh!” I feel a falling sensation. ******************************************************************************************************* Equestria, 6:00 AM, an unreported storm over Canterlot heads into Everfree Forest, Princess Celestia hopes that this shall not interfere with the Summer Sun Celebration in Ponyville. Author's Note Well, that took two hours. Chapters will be short because of the fact I write on a tablet. This was a random idea I had that sounded good. Again tablet so sorry for misspellings. Where, who, what, why, and how?I regain consciousness. Wait, wait, hold it there! I’m alive?! Well, in this weird world anything is possible I guess. Let’s save extitential crisis’s for later, I need to access my situation and feign unconsioness until I’m sure I’m safe. Right, I’m still wearing my duster, that’s good. The Thunderdrum is holstered, what about Old Glory? I reach out my hand to feel for it. Ah, there it is, weapons are on me so I’m either safe, or I’m dealing with idiots, maybe both. Now to anylize around me, I open my eyes and find I’m in a crater surrounded by trees. Well, that’s interesting, plant life, I seem to remember some voice after I died. I’m not in an afterlife, I feel pain, and the Mojave or Divide are out, forests shouldn’t exist, therefor I may have been brought to an alien world. I do remember seeing the Courier wealding a gun like one before, he called it an Alien Blaster. Never believed in aliens but that seems to be my case, the voice that spoke did say something about sending me somewhere, maybe this is the place that he meant. Well, no use sitting around, I’m gonna have to scout. It is only now that I notice it’s night, but my Pip-Boy says it’s 8 am. Either it’s wrong (impossible) or something’s wrong, I’m gonna put my chips on the latter. There seems to be a castle nearby, looks like it belongs in an Old World fairy tale or a midevil village. looks abondoned, but i can hear some noise from within. Well, let’s meet my new neighbors. I walk through the halls until I find a main room, filled with sounds of battle (and banter). Cautiously I pull out the Thunderdrum, and peak the corner. Within I find two fantasy creatures fighting, one purple, with a horn (unicorn) and a star surrounded by five others on its flank (I don’t remember that.) The other has a horn and wings, is a lot taller (about as tall as me) and wears armor. I think I remember Ceaser talking about that, an alicorn if I remember correctly. This one has a Moon with a purple splotch surrounding it as it’s flankmark. The purple one lowers her horn and starts to paw the ground like a Brahmin. This is about when I got surprised for a second time as the blue one speaks (well, talking mythical creatures, I feel as if i should be surprised.) The purple one charges, “Your serious?” The blue one asked, purple kept charging “Really?” Shes almost as insane as the Courier! What would he do? Probably go in guns blazing until he found who was the good guy. What should I do? I’m interrupted in my thoughts as the blue one appears behind purple. Magic, really? I guess the voice was right, my mind is throughly boggled. I start to hear voices behind me (shit!) I quickly and masterfully activated a Stealth Boy and hid. I saw five natives pass, one pink, one white, one orange, one flying blue, and one yellow. I hid until I heard talking, I couldn’t understand, so I decide to watch. Everyone but blue have a type of necklace on, and are floating. A beam of pure white connects them until it reaches purple. Then, all of a sudden, a rainbow bursts out and hits blue. When it cleared a blue, childlike alicorn stood there before collapsing. A white alicorn appears out of thin air and all bow (royalty.) as the Queen (looks female) talks to the other about reuniting and being lonely. The Sun rises as the moon falls. I check my Pip Boy, 9 o’clock, so much in so little time. Well, everyone is happy, perfect time to introduce myself. Turning off my Stelth Boy I walk out. I remain a respectful and safe distance away observing until noticed. After a stupid amount of time i am finally seen by the blue Pegasus (rainbow hair, interesting.) “Umm, girls!” She calls back, never taking eyes off me, “I think we have a monster!” It was then the others looked at me. Well, they aren’t attacking right away, very good. If I were approached by an alien dressed like me I would at least have weapons ready. Yellow immediately flies to me, holding out her arms (or legs) in front of me in a protective stance. “Didn’t we just learn that monsters don’t have to be evil!” She then seems to remember how loud she was “Oh, umm, I mean...” she starts muttering to herself. Time to shock them. “Hello, I’m Ulysses. Who are you?” Author's Note Hahahahhahahahahhhahhahahh! CLIFFHANGERS! LearningAs we start walking to this town of theirs nobody talks to me. So I turn on my raidio on the Pip Boy, and find a new station, Chaos Best Hits. I decide to tune in as I start thinking what brought me here, and a song starts playing. https://youtu.be/KVZJGCpp0JU Different than what plays in the Mojave, but I like it. i feel like there is something I should realize when hearing this, but whatever. by the time the song is over we have arrived at a small settlement. The white one turns towards me, “Now, Ulysses, stay here out of sight until we have found out who will house you.” “Fine, I shall wait.” They all walk out into the settlement, and start speaking. Firstly about some ‘Twilight Sparkle’ staying in Ponyville. Wow, original name there. Not much better than the Divide. and then continues on. “In the battle with Nightmare Moon, an unknown species introduced itself to us. His name is Ulysses, and has proved he is not a threat. But to understand him, and his culture, we invite him into our society with hospitality and care. And I leave him in the hooves of someone trustworthy, Twilight Sparkle. She will house him as she learns about his culture.” The croud goes silent, then applauds as White flies away in a chariot. The purple one approaches me, “Well, I guess I will take care of you. For introductions, I’m Twilight Sparkle. I know your already named Ulysses. Well, today was eventful but I think I’m still up for some afternoon studying, what do you say?” “For one willing to house me, and be kind some awnsers can definitely be provided.” “Then let’s go Ulysses! I have so many questions.” “So do I.” I say as we head off to a tree in the middle of the settlement. ————————————————————————————————————————————————————————— “Oh ho, even for one as smart as him, he still can’t see the awnser in front of him.” Author's Note For note, I feel like the Pip Boy has a ear bud like feature. You can listen to it, but you can play it out loud as well. QuestionsAs we arrive to the tree, Twilight announces, “Here we are! Try not to mind the clutter, I just moved in and one of my friends loves throwing parties, weather or not you want them.” She mutters the last part under her breath. “Spike! I’m home!” She yells out, “And I have someone for you to meet!” I then see something running down the stairs, looks like a purple and green gecko mixed with a pre war fantasy dragon. “So, is this a pet?” Remembering my time in Big Mountain I say, “Or a failed science experiment?” Turning to me, he then says, “I am neither of those, I am Spike! And I take offense from what you just said!” Twilight then says calmly to him, “You’ll have to forgive Ulysses, either he doesn’t know what a dragon is, or had encounters only with feral dragons.” Not wanting to get off on a bad foot I hastily say, “I am sorry, we have no dragons where I’m from, and not many intelligent species. I assumed that you were unittelgent because of that. I ask forgiveness for my mistake.” “Don’t worry, you apologized, more than most in Canterlot can say. I’m Spike nice to meet you.” “Ulysses, nice to meet you to.” “So,” He says, turning to Twilight, “what is he, a new boyfriend?” Twilights face lights up at that statement, almost as red as a Sheskabab. “No! Why would you say that! He is a project and nothing else!” I decide to play along with Spike, and do my best to help embarrass her, “I’m just a project!” I say, mocking hurt, “Why, it’s almost like you don’t want to know me!” She turns to me at neck breaking pace, “No! I mean, you are important in a non romantic way!” Me and Spike share a chuckle at her expense, before he starts breaking out questions. “So, what can you do?” “Your going to have to be more specific.” “Can you shoot lazers from your eyes?” “No.” “Breathe fire?” “No.” “What type of magic?” “Magic doesn’t exist.” Before Spike can continue, Twilight intturupts, “Sorry Spike, but I’m the one who’s going to question him. Go back to bed or start organizing books.” He then walks off. Twilight pulls up two chairs, a bit small for me, but I’ve sat on worse. “So, I have a lot of questions for you, let’s go ahead and awnser them. Question one, what species are you?” “I am a human, science textbooks also say Homo Sapien, but I think that’s a different launge.” “Question two, what do you mean there is no magic?” “Magic is just unexplained science. You can explain what your horn does, correct?” “Yes, we can.” “Then it is not magic, next” “Question three, where did you come from? “Doubt you would know what I’m talking about, but whatever. I am from the Mojave Wasteland, more specifically the Divide, formerly the United States.” “Okay, I don’t know where those are, because there is only one wasteland, and it’s the badlands, we have explored it fully. But anyway, Question four, how did you get here?” “I died.” At this Twilight recoils harshly, “You died! But then how are you here?!” “I do not fully know, all I remember is taking a blade down most my body, then in the abyss of death I heard a voice, I can’t remember anything else.” “Who tried to kill you, and why?” “They didn’t try, they succeeded. The Marked Men killed me. The why is the Divide, they were driven insane, and I made sure that they would never get to the wastes.” “You mention a wasteland, why is it a wasteland?” “There was a time it was called the United States, when things lived and people prospered. But a valuable reasorse that powers almost everything was running out, oil. Two countries went to war over this, with a devastating weapon called a nuke. They blew the intire world up with that, but there were vaults that kept some safe, so not everyone would be a ghoul or dead.” It is then that we notice that it’s dark out. “Well I say that’s enough for today, let’s sleep and continue tomorrow. You get the guest bed on the third floor, goodnight. I go to my bed, and climb in. It is the most comfortable thing I’ve ever felt, and I fall asleep instantly. Tickets?I wake up, and start to freak out before realizeing where I was. Guess it wasn’t a dream. I don’t know if I should be releaved or terrified. This was apparently a peaceful land full of mythical creatures, and yet all of it was unknown. Should I be exited to share lessons with a new race whale living in peace? Didn’t really leave anyone behind, did much I could regret. Revenge on the Courier, and his words to me in the end have made me open my eyes to how I wasted my life. I could have been off, trying to end atrocities like the Divide, but instead I hunted one man, a man that overall should be congratulated for all he’s done. Maybe I was put here as a second chance, to help those around me. As I ponder over this, i start my daily routine. Gun, loaded, time, 8:05, day, must be a Tuesday, vitals, good to go. I decide to go downstairs, see if anyone else is an early riser. Finding no one, I decide to show good spirit, and find the kitchen. Most wouldn’t think so, but I make a killer Deathclaw Omlitte. I find what look like tiny Deathclaw eggs, and use them. As I start finishing up, I hear the pitter patter of claws on wood behind me. Taking a shot in the dark I say, “Hello Spike.” I hear the sound stop as Spike, apparently surprised, responds “Hey there Ulysses! How’d you see me?” “I could hear your feet on the floor as you walked. I have probably the best hearing of anything in the Mojave.” “That’s pretty cool. So, you know how to cook?” “Most wouldn’t think so, but yes, I can cook. Right now I’m making a Deathclaw ommilite.” “Deathclaw?” Spike asks, confused, “What’s that?” “One of the deadliest things ever. Eight feet tall, very thick hides, and claws long as machetes.” Doubting me, Spike says,”That sounds like something out of a comic.” “I have scars to prove it, if you want. Now, you mention comics, are you a fan?” “Yeah, do they have comics in your world too?” “Yes, I was forced to learn about them from a caravan I was on once.” Me and him then started talking about different hero’s, until Twilight finally woke up to eat. As I mention the Flash, Spike counters with, “Come on, Fili-Second could run through time! She has to be faster!” I counter with, “Nope, your Fili-Second can run through time, but Flash can run through dimensions.” This is what Twilight wakes up to. She decides to come downstairs then, “Hey there boys! Have a good morning of bonding?” We both simultaneously turn to her and say, “Too, you long enough sleepyhead.” Then we turn to eatchother, Spike says, “Thats creepy.” Meanwhile I say, “It was destined to be!” Twilight interrupts our exchange to say, “Well Spike, what have you made for us?” Spike turns to her and says, “Oh no, this wasn’t me, you have Ulysses here to thank!” “You can cook Ulysses?” “Yep, I hope you enjoy.” I say, handing out the plates. ******************************************************************************************************* “Wow, that was good!” Spike says after we’re done. Then,out of no where, he belched and out of the fire came a letter. Twilight took this, opened it, and read. Dear Twilight Sparkle, I am sure you know of the upcoming Grand Gallaping Gala, and I find this to be the perfect time to give you some tickets for it. There are 4 tickets in here, one for Spike, one for Ulysses, one for you. I trust that you will find out who the fourth goes too. With care, Princess Celestia. “Well,” Twilight says, “ I would love to ask you more questions Ulysses, but I promised Applejack to help. Hopefully these tickets won’t interfere with today, see you later boys!” Twilight then walks out the door. I turn to Spike, “So, want to talk history?” “Sure.” ******************************************************************************************************* Me and Spike discussed history until one of us got hungry. Spike turns to me, out of his comic book and says, “I’m hungry, let’s go eat at Sugercube Corner.” I look at my Pip-Boy. 12:30, “Sure, I could use some food.” So we walk on down to Sugercube Corner, where ever that was. As we reached a Gingerbread looking house, I saw outside a pink blur singing around Twilight, about some Gala and how it was the biggest party ever. I calmly walked up to them, and when the pink blur stopped and became Pinkie I calmly said to her, “I do not think that word means what you think it means.” She turned to me, “What do you mean?” “Well, a gala usually implies a fancy party, I.e, one that you would not like. To you it would be boaring and snobbish.” Pinkie processed this for a moment, “Well, you never know id you don’t go!” Then, a certain high class voice apparently spotted the tickets Twilight was holding, and went on a rant about how she should have them to find a prince. Just like Pinkie, I decide to tear into their argument, “Rarity, you know what this party is like at least, unlike Pinkie.” In the background I could hear someone yell “Hey!” But I continued, “But here’s the thing Rarity, do you know what this prince you talk about is like?” “No, but he’s a prince, he must be fine mannered.” “Wrong, right there, that is wrong. Everyone thinks the same about the Ultra Lux, that they must be perfectly clean because of their high class establishment.” “And what were they?” Rarity askes. “Cannibles, that what, they ate other humans so their Gormad would be popular.” Rarity looks like she almost faints from this,”Oh, that’s positivity barbaric! But that’s your world, not ours. It ha to be different.” As she says this, a white rabbit picks up the ticket, and brings it over to a yellow pony standing away from the others. I identify her as Fluttershy, and she starts to go off about how she could see the animals and plants in the garden, if Twilight didn’t choose someone else. Turning to Twilight i say, “See, now she is who I would give the ticket to.” At this Fluttershy starts blushing and hiding behinder her hair. The others put out sounds of shock, “ Really, she seems to be the only one here who isn’t a bitch about someone else getting a ticket.” They all gasp at my curse. Then, I turn to Spike and say, “Well, let’s eat.” We go inside the gingerbread house, that was apparently Sugercube Corner, and got some muffins to eat. Before we finish, it starts raining outside, and as we prepare to run back to Twilights house I turn to Spike, “Let me carry you, it will be faster and I will get less wet.” “Okay, seems like a good idea.” And so we left, me giving a ride to a dragon. Where had my normal life gone? We manage to get back to the tree house not absolutely soaked. And as we walk in, we find Fluttershy leading her animals around with her voice to clean up. “Hello Ulysses and Spike, you want to pitch in?” She askes. Me and Spike exchange a look, having a mental conversation It’s probably for the tickets Spike thinks to me. Yeah, but I like her better than the others. She is helping us as well with this. So, we both break the conversation and awnser, “Yeah sure, we’d be glad to help.” “Wonderful!” She responds. And so we did help, and managed to get the place clean. Somehow Spike spilt glitter everywhere, so it was almost carttonishly sparkly clean. We were just finishing by the time Twilight proofed into existence, startaling all off us. “I have had enough! Everyone is going crazy over these tickets! I’ve been chased around all day by people doing favors, and now I find you two help with another! How did she convince you, huh? Did she tell you this was all for my good huh?! Let me guess, the others tried to do this-“ Twilight started ranting too much, seeing this I did the only lodgical thing. I slapped her to snap her out of it. “Twilight! Calm down! Me and Spike here weren’t ‘convinced’ by Fluttershy, we helped because we could. Now, there are two options, get rid of the tickets, or give them to someone! These are not good for you.” This seems to get her mind on straight. “Y’know” Twilight says, “I could just ask the princess for more.” “Yes,” I say, “do that.” And she did as I suggested, gathered her friends and gave them all a new ticket she received from Celestia. Maybe I am going to be good here... Author's Note Sorry for long waits and typos, tablets are hard to write on. Intermission 1: TestingAfter Twilight was done with the whole ticket freakout, I look at the time, 4:30 p.m, Twilight them turns to me and says, “With that whole mess out of the way, I was hoping to test you a bit.” “Sure.” I reply. And so we started some physical exercises, and I preform at about the average pony, advanced human, physicalness. Then we moved on to a ‘magic’ exam, brought on by saying,”You say magic dosnt exist on you world, or that it doesn’t exist at all, how about we test how the magic affects you.” And with this, I was hooked up to a machine to test ‘magic’ inside me. After about 5 minutes of scans Twilight gets results and tells me them, “According to the results, you are absorbing the ambient magic in the air, it appears that you can control this, and that your body uses it for energy.” “What does that mean for me? Will I be more energetic?” After considering it for a few seconds she announces, “We will just have to preform a few tests.” Leading me to a empty area, she casts a ball of light, “Now, listen to your body. Absorb the magic that ball is made of.” And, from the reading I’ve done, I decide to just stick my hand out and try. It surprisingly works, and the ball of magic enters my hand, going through my skin. “Woah, that feels wonderful, I feel I can do so much more!” I then can see a dim shine on my face, and feel the magic rushing up there. “Ulysses, your scars, they’re gone!” I reach up to feel at the familier feel of the scared tissue, and feel nothing. All the while Twilight is in the background ranting about the implications of this power, one part had my attention, “If you wanted too, you could even drain Celestia of the majority of her magic! As of now, Ulysses... your the most powerful thing to ever exist. I must preform one more test!” She then charges up her horn and fires it at me. The power! Oh, all that power! I could feel my blood, my bones, my every nerve! I could think, think things faster and smarter than anyone! I can see, every hair on Twilights body, every flaw, everything! I feel the sudden need to start rearranging everything misplaced. And I do so. Everything in the room becomes ordered properly, and the best thing! I didn’t even spare much thought into it! No hand movement required, my mind just... made it! Twilight stares awed and flabbergasted at my use of her magic, when she recovers she is only able to say, “You can preform magic as well. That was to be a simple stun spell! The Princess must hear about this. SPIKE! Take a note!” I could hardly care about that, my mind is still to busy, and I stand there watching Twilight go up as I think and rearrange and preform. Author's Note Think of magic absorption like Cole McGrath from Infamous. Introductions are in orderLet it settle in. I give them about 5 seconds. 5 4 3 2 1 Brain.exe has rebooted. All of them stare at me in a different way. The purple and pink one look at me with smiles that are creepier than a Fiend with Jet. The white unicorn stares at me, seemingly disgusted, honestly, for what I’ve been through, I look good, great even. The blue Pegasus along with the orange one stare at me with looks of confusion, defenseness, then agressevness. The white tall one looks judgemental at me, either sizing me up, or threatening me. The blue alicorn and yellow Pegasus both hide so I can’t see. Looking to the white one, I calmly say, “If you’re trying to intimidate me, don’t. I can prove I will be of no threat, I don’t know how things are here but I would have already killed me if I were you. Just how I could kill you right now, or when you comforted the other one.” After what I said, reactions came flooding in. Purple, “Who do you think you are to talk to the Princess like that!?” Blue, “You think you could kill me? It looks like you would fall with one kick!” White, “Such a barbarian! Did your mom teach you to speak that way?!” Orange, “You threaten one of us, you threaten all!” Pink, is no longer there? And yellow dosnt even respond, just cowers more. “To awnser all you ask, I’m Ulysses, the Divide walker. Yes, I could kill you easily, I have faced tougher. White one, I will not even offer a response. And finally to you Orange, I have not issued a threat, I have stated fact. Now allow the grownups to talk.” I say, turning to the White one. “You are brave to speak like that, a type of brave I haven’t seen in some time. But you are not a threat, I saw you watching almost invisible from the corner of the room. If you wanted to attack us, you would have. Now I’m sorry to say, but we have a schedule to keep, even in the case of unexpected events.” “Then what shall you do? An unknown species appears, what will you do, push it aside?” I question. “Not at all, we just will move you until after the welcoming parade. Follow me my little pony’s, you to Ulysses, just stay out of sight in town.” Left with such little choice, I follow. The Harmonic BlastIn a far away universe, Elements are reunited by Champions. The blast across all the universes has many effects. —(???)— I wansnt coming back anyway, so you know what? He’s dead. Ulysses died and the entire world was just a dream before he passed on. The end.
The end of the beginningThe End of the Beginning The Divide is the harshest place you can find, a dead world lies in wait to drag you down with it. At first it was a promise, a place where civilization could start again. Made by one man, and the road he walked, his lonesome road. People sprung up around him, in that Old World graveyard, life formed over death, ironic when you think about it. The Bear and the Bull fought over this, two symbols of the new world fighting over one of the old. But in this wasteland we’ve become, nothing will last forever or be in its prime before it falls in a blaze of glory. The man who made this place was it’s death, even if unintentional. Old World weapons, scattered around and inactive, brought back to life. In one massive explosion another civilization fell just like the one before. Creaters from the ground, Tunnelers, building collapsing, and the men of East and West joining together with flesh melted off and having gone insane, Marked Men, the most terrifying creation. This is how the creator, killer, and aminisac man found it, Courier Six. He has traversed the Divide without dieing, one of two. The other was a man who saw promise in the Divide, believed in it, fought for it, and sought revenge for it. Searching everywhere for The Courier yet always being ahead, leading him to the Divide. A man of Caesars Legion, and another fighting for New Vegas. Two different flags, two different men, one a vigilante, one a killer. Bouncing off each other in a fight of symbols, until they reach the crossroads. A plan to burn the Mojave just like the Courier had done, coming to a head. Monsters of Bear and Bull outside. ******************************************************************************************************* “If we cannot prevent what comes, then let us make our stand here.Two Couriers, together, at the Divide.” I grab my weapon to start fighting, the Courier does the same. “I would be honored too, even if we die, the Mojave shall survive.” The Courier says. It is then the beasts flood in, ready to kill. But they face the two who survived, and both were ready to fight the Bear and Bull one last time. Using my 12.77 submachine-gun the ‘war drum’ from the White Legs, I mow down all who come from the main enternce, all put down in one final mercy. My Eyebots cover the left enterece, with the Courier moving all around. Luckily for me, and unlucky for them, I had an almost unlimited amount of ammo within my Pip Boy. The first clip that ran out caused a few to get too close. Grabbing Old Glory I quickly put down all who get near. The first received a surprising mashed skull. But as I did this, more flooded in. I could see the Courier rounding them to one area. Then when he got most over there, he ran. “DUCK!” The Courier shouts, pulling out the Lazer Detnator. It was at this moment I saw the warhead above them. I managed to get behind some consoles the second before it exploded. “BOOM BICHES!” The Courier shouts in glee. The display of gore was beautiful, and made me glad that I had on my rebreather. He seemed to enjoy it too much for a normal person, but in this world no one is normal, and explosions are a good way to get happy, he was even doing a little dance. “I get that that was great, but we are not done yet!” I shout back in reply, seeing about twenty more storm in. “Oh come on, that was fun!” A Marked Man reminded him of where we were by slapping him, “OW, FUCK, MOTHER FUCKER!” Have you ever seen someone putting C4 on an axe? Well I have now, he even put a reloading function on, and it didn’t break. I think I understand how he got through the Divide now. Well, the ridiculousness continues, as he pulls out a FUCKING INDUSTREAL HAND WITH BLADES REPLACED WITH GRANADES! HOW? HOW INSANE IS HE?! HOW DOES THIS WORK?! As I’m having an aneurism over his weapon, he kills all that are left. “Well, that’s that.” He says casually as he starts looting. “Don’t forget to blink Ulysses.” It’s now that I realize I haven’t done anything since he started killing. “Well, that’s something you don’t see everyday.” I reply as cool as possible. “It’s me your talking about, normal and me don’t have the best relations.” He says, “Besides, seeing the Divide you should know I love bombs, or is that a bit early and offensive?” “I’m glad your on my side and not their side.” I say. “Everyone says that, especially Benny and Yes Man.” He reply’s. I still don’t get how he can side with the man who shot him, but, hey, I’m doing the same. “Well, stop your looting, we still have a missle to disarm. Unless you want the Mojave to blow up.” I say sarcastically. “Oh! I knew I forgot something. ED-E!” “The missiles are about to launch, you are the only one who can do it. I’m sorry, you flew far, you flew fast, now you get to save the world.” “Goodbye, ED-E, I will meet you again even if not on this model.” “Sorry to interrupt, but we’re saving civilization! We have almost no time left!” I shout with urgency. It was then the eyebot, ED-E, flew up to the console and started, “We have to run now!”I shout to the Courier, and he follows my instructions instantly. We got to the Temple exit, explosions around us as we run. History being repeated and then stoped. As we were about to exit we got one more gift “GWWWWAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!” A Marked Man comes around the corner. Before I know what happened, I had a blade from my shoulder to my torso. The Courier killed him, but it was too late. “NO! ULYSSES!” He shouts,” Don’t die, not now!” He hurriedly shifts through his pack, looking for medicine. “Go, leave me, the Divide has left me its last gift.” I struggle to say. “No! You are going to live!” He says as he finds his Stimpacks. “Leave me! I shall be buried with those I fought for, Divide Natives and Legion Brothers.” I state finally. “The Mojave needs you, all I would do is watch over a graveyard.” “Fine, I will never forget you, or the lessons you teached. I will make it my duty for people to know and learn from history, and I shall enforce it.” He concludes. “Good” I barely whisper, as I watch him walk away. I know that the holotape will be waiting for him. My final words before I fade to the dark were, “Maybe I will finally find this gods land.” The dark takes over, as I’m surrounded by brothers, together in death. Together in insanity, together in our spirit, and together with forgiveness for the Courier, founder, destroyer, and finally savior. ******************************************************************************************************* Peace, at last, funny how this is the first time I felt it, in the darkness. That is, until a voice speaks. “Ulysses, hahaha, vigilante, courier, knower of history and philosophy. Truely you are a great man, just putting his ‘chips’ on the wrong color. One of two who survived the Divide, you are not done. I can revive you, send you somewhere with great darkness ahead, even though it may seem bright. Things that will boggle the mind, well, your mind. And, in order to save you from the illusion of free choice, you will go, no matter what. Goodbye for now Ulysses, you will see me again when stone breaks! Hahahahhahahahahhhahhahahh!” I feel a falling sensation. ******************************************************************************************************* Equestria, 6:00 AM, an unreported storm over Canterlot heads into Everfree Forest, Princess Celestia hopes that this shall not interfere with the Summer Sun Celebration in Ponyville. Author's Note Well, that took two hours. Chapters will be short because of the fact I write on a tablet. This was a random idea I had that sounded good. Again tablet so sorry for misspellings.
Where, who, what, why, and how?I regain consciousness. Wait, wait, hold it there! I’m alive?! Well, in this weird world anything is possible I guess. Let’s save extitential crisis’s for later, I need to access my situation and feign unconsioness until I’m sure I’m safe. Right, I’m still wearing my duster, that’s good. The Thunderdrum is holstered, what about Old Glory? I reach out my hand to feel for it. Ah, there it is, weapons are on me so I’m either safe, or I’m dealing with idiots, maybe both. Now to anylize around me, I open my eyes and find I’m in a crater surrounded by trees. Well, that’s interesting, plant life, I seem to remember some voice after I died. I’m not in an afterlife, I feel pain, and the Mojave or Divide are out, forests shouldn’t exist, therefor I may have been brought to an alien world. I do remember seeing the Courier wealding a gun like one before, he called it an Alien Blaster. Never believed in aliens but that seems to be my case, the voice that spoke did say something about sending me somewhere, maybe this is the place that he meant. Well, no use sitting around, I’m gonna have to scout. It is only now that I notice it’s night, but my Pip-Boy says it’s 8 am. Either it’s wrong (impossible) or something’s wrong, I’m gonna put my chips on the latter. There seems to be a castle nearby, looks like it belongs in an Old World fairy tale or a midevil village. looks abondoned, but i can hear some noise from within. Well, let’s meet my new neighbors. I walk through the halls until I find a main room, filled with sounds of battle (and banter). Cautiously I pull out the Thunderdrum, and peak the corner. Within I find two fantasy creatures fighting, one purple, with a horn (unicorn) and a star surrounded by five others on its flank (I don’t remember that.) The other has a horn and wings, is a lot taller (about as tall as me) and wears armor. I think I remember Ceaser talking about that, an alicorn if I remember correctly. This one has a Moon with a purple splotch surrounding it as it’s flankmark. The purple one lowers her horn and starts to paw the ground like a Brahmin. This is about when I got surprised for a second time as the blue one speaks (well, talking mythical creatures, I feel as if i should be surprised.) The purple one charges, “Your serious?” The blue one asked, purple kept charging “Really?” Shes almost as insane as the Courier! What would he do? Probably go in guns blazing until he found who was the good guy. What should I do? I’m interrupted in my thoughts as the blue one appears behind purple. Magic, really? I guess the voice was right, my mind is throughly boggled. I start to hear voices behind me (shit!) I quickly and masterfully activated a Stealth Boy and hid. I saw five natives pass, one pink, one white, one orange, one flying blue, and one yellow. I hid until I heard talking, I couldn’t understand, so I decide to watch. Everyone but blue have a type of necklace on, and are floating. A beam of pure white connects them until it reaches purple. Then, all of a sudden, a rainbow bursts out and hits blue. When it cleared a blue, childlike alicorn stood there before collapsing. A white alicorn appears out of thin air and all bow (royalty.) as the Queen (looks female) talks to the other about reuniting and being lonely. The Sun rises as the moon falls. I check my Pip Boy, 9 o’clock, so much in so little time. Well, everyone is happy, perfect time to introduce myself. Turning off my Stelth Boy I walk out. I remain a respectful and safe distance away observing until noticed. After a stupid amount of time i am finally seen by the blue Pegasus (rainbow hair, interesting.) “Umm, girls!” She calls back, never taking eyes off me, “I think we have a monster!” It was then the others looked at me. Well, they aren’t attacking right away, very good. If I were approached by an alien dressed like me I would at least have weapons ready. Yellow immediately flies to me, holding out her arms (or legs) in front of me in a protective stance. “Didn’t we just learn that monsters don’t have to be evil!” She then seems to remember how loud she was “Oh, umm, I mean...” she starts muttering to herself. Time to shock them. “Hello, I’m Ulysses. Who are you?” Author's Note Hahahahhahahahahhhahhahahh! CLIFFHANGERS!
LearningAs we start walking to this town of theirs nobody talks to me. So I turn on my raidio on the Pip Boy, and find a new station, Chaos Best Hits. I decide to tune in as I start thinking what brought me here, and a song starts playing. https://youtu.be/KVZJGCpp0JU Different than what plays in the Mojave, but I like it. i feel like there is something I should realize when hearing this, but whatever. by the time the song is over we have arrived at a small settlement. The white one turns towards me, “Now, Ulysses, stay here out of sight until we have found out who will house you.” “Fine, I shall wait.” They all walk out into the settlement, and start speaking. Firstly about some ‘Twilight Sparkle’ staying in Ponyville. Wow, original name there. Not much better than the Divide. and then continues on. “In the battle with Nightmare Moon, an unknown species introduced itself to us. His name is Ulysses, and has proved he is not a threat. But to understand him, and his culture, we invite him into our society with hospitality and care. And I leave him in the hooves of someone trustworthy, Twilight Sparkle. She will house him as she learns about his culture.” The croud goes silent, then applauds as White flies away in a chariot. The purple one approaches me, “Well, I guess I will take care of you. For introductions, I’m Twilight Sparkle. I know your already named Ulysses. Well, today was eventful but I think I’m still up for some afternoon studying, what do you say?” “For one willing to house me, and be kind some awnsers can definitely be provided.” “Then let’s go Ulysses! I have so many questions.” “So do I.” I say as we head off to a tree in the middle of the settlement. ————————————————————————————————————————————————————————— “Oh ho, even for one as smart as him, he still can’t see the awnser in front of him.” Author's Note For note, I feel like the Pip Boy has a ear bud like feature. You can listen to it, but you can play it out loud as well.
QuestionsAs we arrive to the tree, Twilight announces, “Here we are! Try not to mind the clutter, I just moved in and one of my friends loves throwing parties, weather or not you want them.” She mutters the last part under her breath. “Spike! I’m home!” She yells out, “And I have someone for you to meet!” I then see something running down the stairs, looks like a purple and green gecko mixed with a pre war fantasy dragon. “So, is this a pet?” Remembering my time in Big Mountain I say, “Or a failed science experiment?” Turning to me, he then says, “I am neither of those, I am Spike! And I take offense from what you just said!” Twilight then says calmly to him, “You’ll have to forgive Ulysses, either he doesn’t know what a dragon is, or had encounters only with feral dragons.” Not wanting to get off on a bad foot I hastily say, “I am sorry, we have no dragons where I’m from, and not many intelligent species. I assumed that you were unittelgent because of that. I ask forgiveness for my mistake.” “Don’t worry, you apologized, more than most in Canterlot can say. I’m Spike nice to meet you.” “Ulysses, nice to meet you to.” “So,” He says, turning to Twilight, “what is he, a new boyfriend?” Twilights face lights up at that statement, almost as red as a Sheskabab. “No! Why would you say that! He is a project and nothing else!” I decide to play along with Spike, and do my best to help embarrass her, “I’m just a project!” I say, mocking hurt, “Why, it’s almost like you don’t want to know me!” She turns to me at neck breaking pace, “No! I mean, you are important in a non romantic way!” Me and Spike share a chuckle at her expense, before he starts breaking out questions. “So, what can you do?” “Your going to have to be more specific.” “Can you shoot lazers from your eyes?” “No.” “Breathe fire?” “No.” “What type of magic?” “Magic doesn’t exist.” Before Spike can continue, Twilight intturupts, “Sorry Spike, but I’m the one who’s going to question him. Go back to bed or start organizing books.” He then walks off. Twilight pulls up two chairs, a bit small for me, but I’ve sat on worse. “So, I have a lot of questions for you, let’s go ahead and awnser them. Question one, what species are you?” “I am a human, science textbooks also say Homo Sapien, but I think that’s a different launge.” “Question two, what do you mean there is no magic?” “Magic is just unexplained science. You can explain what your horn does, correct?” “Yes, we can.” “Then it is not magic, next” “Question three, where did you come from? “Doubt you would know what I’m talking about, but whatever. I am from the Mojave Wasteland, more specifically the Divide, formerly the United States.” “Okay, I don’t know where those are, because there is only one wasteland, and it’s the badlands, we have explored it fully. But anyway, Question four, how did you get here?” “I died.” At this Twilight recoils harshly, “You died! But then how are you here?!” “I do not fully know, all I remember is taking a blade down most my body, then in the abyss of death I heard a voice, I can’t remember anything else.” “Who tried to kill you, and why?” “They didn’t try, they succeeded. The Marked Men killed me. The why is the Divide, they were driven insane, and I made sure that they would never get to the wastes.” “You mention a wasteland, why is it a wasteland?” “There was a time it was called the United States, when things lived and people prospered. But a valuable reasorse that powers almost everything was running out, oil. Two countries went to war over this, with a devastating weapon called a nuke. They blew the intire world up with that, but there were vaults that kept some safe, so not everyone would be a ghoul or dead.” It is then that we notice that it’s dark out. “Well I say that’s enough for today, let’s sleep and continue tomorrow. You get the guest bed on the third floor, goodnight. I go to my bed, and climb in. It is the most comfortable thing I’ve ever felt, and I fall asleep instantly.
Tickets?I wake up, and start to freak out before realizeing where I was. Guess it wasn’t a dream. I don’t know if I should be releaved or terrified. This was apparently a peaceful land full of mythical creatures, and yet all of it was unknown. Should I be exited to share lessons with a new race whale living in peace? Didn’t really leave anyone behind, did much I could regret. Revenge on the Courier, and his words to me in the end have made me open my eyes to how I wasted my life. I could have been off, trying to end atrocities like the Divide, but instead I hunted one man, a man that overall should be congratulated for all he’s done. Maybe I was put here as a second chance, to help those around me. As I ponder over this, i start my daily routine. Gun, loaded, time, 8:05, day, must be a Tuesday, vitals, good to go. I decide to go downstairs, see if anyone else is an early riser. Finding no one, I decide to show good spirit, and find the kitchen. Most wouldn’t think so, but I make a killer Deathclaw Omlitte. I find what look like tiny Deathclaw eggs, and use them. As I start finishing up, I hear the pitter patter of claws on wood behind me. Taking a shot in the dark I say, “Hello Spike.” I hear the sound stop as Spike, apparently surprised, responds “Hey there Ulysses! How’d you see me?” “I could hear your feet on the floor as you walked. I have probably the best hearing of anything in the Mojave.” “That’s pretty cool. So, you know how to cook?” “Most wouldn’t think so, but yes, I can cook. Right now I’m making a Deathclaw ommilite.” “Deathclaw?” Spike asks, confused, “What’s that?” “One of the deadliest things ever. Eight feet tall, very thick hides, and claws long as machetes.” Doubting me, Spike says,”That sounds like something out of a comic.” “I have scars to prove it, if you want. Now, you mention comics, are you a fan?” “Yeah, do they have comics in your world too?” “Yes, I was forced to learn about them from a caravan I was on once.” Me and him then started talking about different hero’s, until Twilight finally woke up to eat. As I mention the Flash, Spike counters with, “Come on, Fili-Second could run through time! She has to be faster!” I counter with, “Nope, your Fili-Second can run through time, but Flash can run through dimensions.” This is what Twilight wakes up to. She decides to come downstairs then, “Hey there boys! Have a good morning of bonding?” We both simultaneously turn to her and say, “Too, you long enough sleepyhead.” Then we turn to eatchother, Spike says, “Thats creepy.” Meanwhile I say, “It was destined to be!” Twilight interrupts our exchange to say, “Well Spike, what have you made for us?” Spike turns to her and says, “Oh no, this wasn’t me, you have Ulysses here to thank!” “You can cook Ulysses?” “Yep, I hope you enjoy.” I say, handing out the plates. ******************************************************************************************************* “Wow, that was good!” Spike says after we’re done. Then,out of no where, he belched and out of the fire came a letter. Twilight took this, opened it, and read. Dear Twilight Sparkle, I am sure you know of the upcoming Grand Gallaping Gala, and I find this to be the perfect time to give you some tickets for it. There are 4 tickets in here, one for Spike, one for Ulysses, one for you. I trust that you will find out who the fourth goes too. With care, Princess Celestia. “Well,” Twilight says, “ I would love to ask you more questions Ulysses, but I promised Applejack to help. Hopefully these tickets won’t interfere with today, see you later boys!” Twilight then walks out the door. I turn to Spike, “So, want to talk history?” “Sure.” ******************************************************************************************************* Me and Spike discussed history until one of us got hungry. Spike turns to me, out of his comic book and says, “I’m hungry, let’s go eat at Sugercube Corner.” I look at my Pip-Boy. 12:30, “Sure, I could use some food.” So we walk on down to Sugercube Corner, where ever that was. As we reached a Gingerbread looking house, I saw outside a pink blur singing around Twilight, about some Gala and how it was the biggest party ever. I calmly walked up to them, and when the pink blur stopped and became Pinkie I calmly said to her, “I do not think that word means what you think it means.” She turned to me, “What do you mean?” “Well, a gala usually implies a fancy party, I.e, one that you would not like. To you it would be boaring and snobbish.” Pinkie processed this for a moment, “Well, you never know id you don’t go!” Then, a certain high class voice apparently spotted the tickets Twilight was holding, and went on a rant about how she should have them to find a prince. Just like Pinkie, I decide to tear into their argument, “Rarity, you know what this party is like at least, unlike Pinkie.” In the background I could hear someone yell “Hey!” But I continued, “But here’s the thing Rarity, do you know what this prince you talk about is like?” “No, but he’s a prince, he must be fine mannered.” “Wrong, right there, that is wrong. Everyone thinks the same about the Ultra Lux, that they must be perfectly clean because of their high class establishment.” “And what were they?” Rarity askes. “Cannibles, that what, they ate other humans so their Gormad would be popular.” Rarity looks like she almost faints from this,”Oh, that’s positivity barbaric! But that’s your world, not ours. It ha to be different.” As she says this, a white rabbit picks up the ticket, and brings it over to a yellow pony standing away from the others. I identify her as Fluttershy, and she starts to go off about how she could see the animals and plants in the garden, if Twilight didn’t choose someone else. Turning to Twilight i say, “See, now she is who I would give the ticket to.” At this Fluttershy starts blushing and hiding behinder her hair. The others put out sounds of shock, “ Really, she seems to be the only one here who isn’t a bitch about someone else getting a ticket.” They all gasp at my curse. Then, I turn to Spike and say, “Well, let’s eat.” We go inside the gingerbread house, that was apparently Sugercube Corner, and got some muffins to eat. Before we finish, it starts raining outside, and as we prepare to run back to Twilights house I turn to Spike, “Let me carry you, it will be faster and I will get less wet.” “Okay, seems like a good idea.” And so we left, me giving a ride to a dragon. Where had my normal life gone? We manage to get back to the tree house not absolutely soaked. And as we walk in, we find Fluttershy leading her animals around with her voice to clean up. “Hello Ulysses and Spike, you want to pitch in?” She askes. Me and Spike exchange a look, having a mental conversation It’s probably for the tickets Spike thinks to me. Yeah, but I like her better than the others. She is helping us as well with this. So, we both break the conversation and awnser, “Yeah sure, we’d be glad to help.” “Wonderful!” She responds. And so we did help, and managed to get the place clean. Somehow Spike spilt glitter everywhere, so it was almost carttonishly sparkly clean. We were just finishing by the time Twilight proofed into existence, startaling all off us. “I have had enough! Everyone is going crazy over these tickets! I’ve been chased around all day by people doing favors, and now I find you two help with another! How did she convince you, huh? Did she tell you this was all for my good huh?! Let me guess, the others tried to do this-“ Twilight started ranting too much, seeing this I did the only lodgical thing. I slapped her to snap her out of it. “Twilight! Calm down! Me and Spike here weren’t ‘convinced’ by Fluttershy, we helped because we could. Now, there are two options, get rid of the tickets, or give them to someone! These are not good for you.” This seems to get her mind on straight. “Y’know” Twilight says, “I could just ask the princess for more.” “Yes,” I say, “do that.” And she did as I suggested, gathered her friends and gave them all a new ticket she received from Celestia. Maybe I am going to be good here... Author's Note Sorry for long waits and typos, tablets are hard to write on.
Intermission 1: TestingAfter Twilight was done with the whole ticket freakout, I look at the time, 4:30 p.m, Twilight them turns to me and says, “With that whole mess out of the way, I was hoping to test you a bit.” “Sure.” I reply. And so we started some physical exercises, and I preform at about the average pony, advanced human, physicalness. Then we moved on to a ‘magic’ exam, brought on by saying,”You say magic dosnt exist on you world, or that it doesn’t exist at all, how about we test how the magic affects you.” And with this, I was hooked up to a machine to test ‘magic’ inside me. After about 5 minutes of scans Twilight gets results and tells me them, “According to the results, you are absorbing the ambient magic in the air, it appears that you can control this, and that your body uses it for energy.” “What does that mean for me? Will I be more energetic?” After considering it for a few seconds she announces, “We will just have to preform a few tests.” Leading me to a empty area, she casts a ball of light, “Now, listen to your body. Absorb the magic that ball is made of.” And, from the reading I’ve done, I decide to just stick my hand out and try. It surprisingly works, and the ball of magic enters my hand, going through my skin. “Woah, that feels wonderful, I feel I can do so much more!” I then can see a dim shine on my face, and feel the magic rushing up there. “Ulysses, your scars, they’re gone!” I reach up to feel at the familier feel of the scared tissue, and feel nothing. All the while Twilight is in the background ranting about the implications of this power, one part had my attention, “If you wanted too, you could even drain Celestia of the majority of her magic! As of now, Ulysses... your the most powerful thing to ever exist. I must preform one more test!” She then charges up her horn and fires it at me. The power! Oh, all that power! I could feel my blood, my bones, my every nerve! I could think, think things faster and smarter than anyone! I can see, every hair on Twilights body, every flaw, everything! I feel the sudden need to start rearranging everything misplaced. And I do so. Everything in the room becomes ordered properly, and the best thing! I didn’t even spare much thought into it! No hand movement required, my mind just... made it! Twilight stares awed and flabbergasted at my use of her magic, when she recovers she is only able to say, “You can preform magic as well. That was to be a simple stun spell! The Princess must hear about this. SPIKE! Take a note!” I could hardly care about that, my mind is still to busy, and I stand there watching Twilight go up as I think and rearrange and preform. Author's Note Think of magic absorption like Cole McGrath from Infamous.
Introductions are in orderLet it settle in. I give them about 5 seconds. 5 4 3 2 1 Brain.exe has rebooted. All of them stare at me in a different way. The purple and pink one look at me with smiles that are creepier than a Fiend with Jet. The white unicorn stares at me, seemingly disgusted, honestly, for what I’ve been through, I look good, great even. The blue Pegasus along with the orange one stare at me with looks of confusion, defenseness, then agressevness. The white tall one looks judgemental at me, either sizing me up, or threatening me. The blue alicorn and yellow Pegasus both hide so I can’t see. Looking to the white one, I calmly say, “If you’re trying to intimidate me, don’t. I can prove I will be of no threat, I don’t know how things are here but I would have already killed me if I were you. Just how I could kill you right now, or when you comforted the other one.” After what I said, reactions came flooding in. Purple, “Who do you think you are to talk to the Princess like that!?” Blue, “You think you could kill me? It looks like you would fall with one kick!” White, “Such a barbarian! Did your mom teach you to speak that way?!” Orange, “You threaten one of us, you threaten all!” Pink, is no longer there? And yellow dosnt even respond, just cowers more. “To awnser all you ask, I’m Ulysses, the Divide walker. Yes, I could kill you easily, I have faced tougher. White one, I will not even offer a response. And finally to you Orange, I have not issued a threat, I have stated fact. Now allow the grownups to talk.” I say, turning to the White one. “You are brave to speak like that, a type of brave I haven’t seen in some time. But you are not a threat, I saw you watching almost invisible from the corner of the room. If you wanted to attack us, you would have. Now I’m sorry to say, but we have a schedule to keep, even in the case of unexpected events.” “Then what shall you do? An unknown species appears, what will you do, push it aside?” I question. “Not at all, we just will move you until after the welcoming parade. Follow me my little pony’s, you to Ulysses, just stay out of sight in town.” Left with such little choice, I follow.
The Harmonic BlastIn a far away universe, Elements are reunited by Champions. The blast across all the universes has many effects. —(???)— I wansnt coming back anyway, so you know what? He’s dead. Ulysses died and the entire world was just a dream before he passed on. The end.
