Edited by: BlackJack22

"EDNA!" A voice yells as it echoes through the tunnels "Dammit EDNA! Wait up!" The noise of power armoured feet are heard clanking against the steel railroad tracks. The hissing of hydraulics are also heard as the man runs after his runaway eye-bot

*Beeb Bleep Beep!* the eye-bot EDNA sounds out as she buzzes along the tracks, stopping at a large collapsed segment of the metro tunnels, just hovering there waiting for her companion, who arrives later, a man clad in T-49 power armor wielding a tri-beam laser rifle in his hands, his light on his helmet glows emitting light so he can see. This man being the Storyteller, a man with no name who is part of the brotherhood. He comes up to the Eye-bot and speaks, panting a little. "EDNA girl.. why'd you run off like that?" She beeps in response "Project: Phenix? You found it?" He asks a little surprised as he looks at the heap of rubble that is blocking their way "Only some explosives or pre-war machinery can clear that away." He says offhandedly.

Behind him, a raider who followed them for some time, catches them by surprise "Time to die, Tin can!" She yells firing the weapon, missing them by a hair hitting the rubble, destroying it clearing a way for the man and his Eye-bot. The Storyteller getting knocked to the ground onto his knees from the shockwave grunts and shakes his head gaining a small headache in the process remarks "Damn Raiders." as EDNA turns to the raider firing her red fiery lasers at the raider. One beam hitting its target in the left arm, burning and melting through the flesh and bone causing her to scream in agony.

"Fuck!" She yells in rage as tears well up in her eyes "Your fucking dead!" She yells pulling out a plasma pistol opening fire at the two as she's crying in pain. Storyteller stands back up aiming his gun firing a scattered shot of fiery hot laser beams at the woman "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" She yells In agony and pain as the string of flesh holding her arm in place snaps and her now severed arm falls to the ground "Fuck you! I'll be back later!" She yells in rage as she shudders in pain as she runs off. EDNA then lets out a series of beeps.

"Well at least we have our passage cleared." He says to his companion who then stops her beeping then nods and beeps "Yes EDNA, we can proceed. So anyway I informed you about the history of this place right?" He asks EDNA, who once again beeps and nods. "Good, I wasn't expecting it to be hidden in a place so obvious, But let's get going." Him and EDNA proceed forward walking (EDNA hovering) into a surprisingly clean and intact part of the subway. Several trains sit still in the tunnels, dormant and functional as well as a military post set up in front of the entrance with all the necessities, but the strange thing is the absence of any skeletal remains "Strange, I figured that someone would have died here." He asks as he walks over to a steel door behind the post with a terminal and a card reader on it "Hmm.. lucky I found this card up in the ruins of the White House." He inserts the card allowing the machine to read it, once it's done several doors open, the first being a maintenance like door but the others being like mini vault doors, 10 to be exact. "Ahh high security doors, must have been extremely well protected." He says before stepping in and walking down into the main entrance area which has a security checkpoint.

EDNA hovers past the system scanning the place. The Storyteller walks over to the window to see a few pristine guns, one of those being a Watts 2000 laser rifle "I haven't seen one of those in a while, Watts was the original creators of the laser rifle but..." he trails off about the the lore of the the gun to no one as EDNA explores. she stops and lets out a loud beep attracting the Storyteller "EDNA what's up girl?" He asks walking away from the window and down the hall to an intersection. He turns right to see EDNA hovering over nothing "Um EDNA...?" He asks her.

*Beep!* she then shakes and hovers down the hallway to an elevator with Storyteller in tow. She stops as well as him as he speaks "It's surprising that the place stayed intact for all this time, so much history is held here." He comments as he presses the down button and the elevator opens up and they board.

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Ten minutes later the elevator stops, letting them off into an observation room crowded with terminals, desks, paperwork and whatnot. "looks as if the war never even happened." He remarks stepping forward past a desk decorated with miniature giddyup buttercups "Seems someone was obsessed with them, that brings me back to that one vault." He says as he passes the desks and stops at the window overlooking Project: Phenix "Wow.. she's beautiful." This comment gets an angry beep from EDNA "What?" He asks as she hovers off to collect the data from the terminals for later reading.

"EDNA, I'm going to look further into the teleporter, see how it works." He says walking out into a large chamber under several large wires connected to the large teleporter. In the center of the catwalk is a stairway leading down to a platform underneath Project: Phenix, he takes a left and walks down it soon reaching the platform underneath the large array of machinery that makes up the teleporter. He walks up to a terminal and logs into it, humming as he goes to hit the manual, but little does he know that what caused the disappearance of the team was a simple mislabeling and presses it. The walkway retracts causing alarm in the Storyteller's mind "Shit! EDNA!" He exclames to EDNA who comes bolting towards him instead of trying to shut it down "EDNA no, try and shut down the machine!" He yells as the terminal descends into the base and EDNA not listing. "Goddamnit!" He yells as the device sparks and discharges materializing him and EDNA taking them to God only knows where.

Meanwhile Twilight Sparkle the Princess of friendship sits in the Canterlot archives, studying a long lost spell "No, that's not it." She says as her horn flickers with magic. She looks at the scroll once more reading up on how to cast the particular spell that starswirl created. "Yes.. ok hmm. Do I focus on this particular thing." She says to herself but gets cut off by a loud crash and and shelf falling right behind her "Ahhhhhh!" She screams and teleports away on instinct.

She appears up on a balcony overlooking the large room to see the domino effect being played out with shelves housing ancient history and lost spells. "No! No! No!" She yells in shock and disbelief "This is not good!" She looks all around at the piles of books and scrolls littering the ground.

She just stands there hyperventilating and pacing around for Minutes on end, just pacing around until she stops ana head over to walks over to the railing and looks over the catastrophe that played out in that very room to spot a bipedal figure clad in all black armor and a strange spiracle object laying on the ground limply and her eye twitches with rage and she teleports down and stands over the figure "You..." She grits her teeth as smoke rises from her ears "YOU BUCKED UP ALL THESE BOOKS!!!"

Author's Note

I really enjoyed writing this, I'd like to hear your thoughts on this story. This was a small idea I had fora bit and its bacicly a question I had in my mind 'What If Storyteller was in equestria?'

P.S.
I'll try and update this story as often as I can.