[Displaced] Gift with a twinkle

by Black-wolf

Rating: mature
Tags: Violence, Crossover, Alternate Universe, Human, Gore, Original Character, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Comedy, Other, Adventure, Equestria Girls, Profanity, Random
Length: 6763

When a guy finds himself in an unknown place in another body, he wants to find himself in this world and have fun.

A guy getting a strange burning ball is sent to the world which he or I should say she knows as the world of MLP. What will she do? To get acquainted with fellow bereavement? Will she take her new role?

My first story, I'm new and I write experimentally, do not count on much. Excuse me for the grammatical error and help correct them. Understand me, I live in Russia and my native language is Russian. But praise Google translator erasing language barriers.Since I know America only because of fan fiction and sereals, films expect America in my understanding and cranberries. I count on understanding. Thank!

Included in the universe of "displaced"

Open to offer crossovers.

Published 2018-12-30 15:00:01 UTC
Last updated 2019-01-15 14:33:30 UTC

Chapter 1 Prologue? Start? Call it what you want!

In the beginning was the word! Ammm ... No. At first there was a flame! ... Hen? No! Egg? NO! NO! NO! ... At first there was pain! A lot of a lot of pain, headaches. As with a mad binge.

The first thing that said our "HERO" "where am I fucking so drunk?"Said a female voice.

Do not open her eyes "Come on, do not mock."The same female voice.

"Dude, that's enough." Still female voice. Rusty Gears start working in her head. 'What the fuck' mentally said.

The deadly, scorching light of the sun brought more pain. "Agh ... who turned on the sun? ... Ass holes!"female voice shout. "You are serious?"

Opening her eyes, the first thing she sees is lush, fiery or blood-copper long hair. Looking and strongly twitching she screamed "AI, what the hell?"

Rust with gear instantly falling freeing out. Allowing how to think in any way. Brought her to panic mode. Crazy got up and looking around. She saw a very conveniently located lake.

Running up and looking at the crystal clear mirror surface, she screamed.

After a minute came the deathly silence, only the birds roared scattering from fear.

She fell unconscious face into the water.

&&&

Waking up again but with less headache, letting her think soberly. She looked around. Having seen a different scene than the first time.

Wooden ceiling. The first thing she saw was a wooden ceiling. "Didn't I fall in the woods?" ... "yeah, still a female voice, what's going on?" in whisper.

The surrounding room consisted of logs. Filled with bunk beds. "The place is cozy, I agree. But how did I get here?" Slowly sitting down and continuing to look around. "I see already late" in spite of the light of the moon passing through the window.

Going to the window. Looking at her reflection. Carefully examining her face. She recognized this face, these eyes of fire, that grinning smile, those pointed teeth. It was the face of a character that HE created all these years ago.

Carefully examining her new body. She grinned. Her body was perfect! Tanned muscles and ass. The hourglass shape. Her breasts are perfectly medium sized, holding a T-shirt. No, not a T-shirt, but a super-lightweight ballistic vest.

Immediately thought occurred to me. "Okay, check." Immediately sending a hand in a thong ... Mmmm, but the thong did not find anything there. Fell into a short panic ... stopping "yes, it is logical for women's things to look like women".

"I certainly like this body, but how did I end up like this?" sitting on the bed and trying to remember.

***

Perhaps it was time to introduce myself. My name is Danil, or so I used to be called before. Now call me Kate. And I will tell you that excessive kindness does not lead to good.

I graduated from the university at the Faculty of Industrial Programming, but I did not go to the specialty, but was engaged in freelancing.

He lived not rich, but enough for life. Although if you look from the side, I earned quite a lot. 'What do Russian programmers like for? They take a little, but they do everything, 'the lecturer said.

Maybe abroad is not much, but I did not complain. As the saying goes, ,'From the world on a thread - a shirt for naked.'.

Once out in the store for groceries, yes, for groceries. If it were not for an empty refrigerator, I would not get out of the hole in such a cold. Minus forty as in any way.

I would like to go by car, but this bastard did not start! I had to stomp on foot.

An old woman was sitting on the way to the store by the wall. She asked for alms and seemed to warm herself from the lighter. I did not have cash only card. I went by.

Buying products I was ashamed. I saw an ATM. And took some cash. For me, a little, but she can finally eat well.'From the world on a thread - a shirt for naked.'.

And here she is on my way. I wanted to quickly quit and get through. I threw money into the mug and immediately stopped. I could not move. I was scared. Out of the corner of my eye I see her stretching out her arms. I turned around.

What I took to be a flame lighter ... in general, it is not. It was a flaming ball.

The flame was so dense that it seemed to flow like water.Burning like a furnace of hell. When I began to peer, the fire started to burn brighter than before. He liked the way I look. This is the most beautiful thing I have seen.

The ball itself was flawlessly black. It seemed that it absorbs light like a black hole, I swear I could see the event horizon. He called me.

The old woman said, "This is yours! I see you have a good soul. Do good and it will return."

I watched. I wanted to take fire, but could not. "This is yours, you need it more," as I said it, the flame kindled more strongly, almost completely absorbing the hands of the old woman, without burning. She did not pay attention. She looked only at me.

Flames blazing like hell. The snow was burning around us. I wanted to take it. The fire itself wanted me to take it. He was reaching out to me.

She said "take it, don't be afraid."

I could not look away. I reached out. The sprout of fire has already touched my arm. It was not painful, even pleasant. He calmed my fears. He became everything I wanted. I'm lost in the fire.

Flame said "touch."

I reached closer, my hand burning. I was not afraid.

"shed and light the way in the darkness" and the old woman pushed the ball into my hand. I was in pain. Terrible pain. I burned alive. No passerby paid attention to the scene unfolding against the wall of the store.

I was in the creation when I saw my bones burn. I screamed. I immediately rushed into a snowdrift, and he immediately melted and evaporated.I rolled on the ground. I was burning. I was burning down.

Everything turned black! And I heard the same voice just younger, he said "light the way."

***

"Yeah, not a pleasant memory." I said sitting on the bed and looking out the window.

"Hah, memories with a twinkle," I said, with a stupid smile, showing dual top fangs.

"Wait a minute, am I dead?" checking the window "why is it summer outdoors? Where am I?"

"I didn’t check if there were any things when I woke up! I hope the one who found me took everything that was with me." searching everything around, under the bed.

"Backpack! Wow" Really camouflage army backpack. Kate is embroidered on it. "I hope this is mine.".

Opening the backpack "oh, the laptop is" yawning "I think today is enough."

"good night to me"

Author's Note

Prologue is over. Kate is sleeping.What will happen when she wakes up?
Try to guess where she got.

Yes, a little, but this is my first experience.
And from you I expect objective criticism. And some help and support (moral of course).
Help me improve!

Chapter 2 Summer camp

The sun. Spreading life and beauty throughout the room, and burning off the retina.
From the sounds heard the chirping of birds, merry tramp of rodents and quiet grumbling obscene expressions.

Gleaming copper-bloody hair stuck out from under the snow-white blanket.The hair was like a bonfire in the snow. Slowly moving, they came to life.

From under them appeared fiery red slit-like eyes. With bags under the eyes and fatigue in the eyes, they were awakening."Good morning ... to me."

Looking around with tired eyes. A thought came to mind, and the gaze fell on the backpack. "Well, let's find out where I am."

Opening the backpack, pulling out a black and red laptop. Opening the top cover of the laptop and pressing the power button. Push the power button. Touching the power button. "Fuck, he's dead." ... ... ... "if I am in the body of a character invented by me many years ago. Do I have her powers?"

Flick of a finger. The laptop is fully charged and ready to go. "Ha! It worked!" ... "It will be necessary to find out after what I can do more."The laptop turned on. "Now look where we are." ... "No Internet." Flick of a finger. "There is internet."

Looking at the desktop. "Here we are." Double click on the internet icon. In the search line 'exact location'. "And here I am ... I'm in the woods? More precisely in Everfree Camp. Familiar names."

Behind the door was heard heavy footsteps. The door creaked slightly and opened. A voice came from behind the door, "Oh, you already woke up. Wait a moment, I will take the firewood to the fire and come after you." The steps began to move away. "Who is it?" Slightly surprised, mumbled.

Putting the laptop in a backpack and looking for something useful. "Nothing useful". Carrying a lighter, a pair of fully-loaded pistol magazines, smartphone, documents, and a wallet. "Why do I even need pistol magazines?"

Looking around the bed for clothing. I saw my supposed clothing. The clothes were on the next bed. Lifting the leather jacket out of it, there was an unloading with a pair of pistols and a lot of magazines.

The jacket was made of black leather, but it seemed to the touch softer than it should. Is the lining made from Kevlar? Too soft and underlay. Although it looks like Kevlar, but this is clearly not him. Inside the jacket was hung with different pockets and holders. Amendment, bottomless pockets. My hand climbed completely.
On top of it was covered with chains and studs. In biker style. In the regions of the chest and back there were plastic thickenings."Protective plates? Hmmm ..."There were drawings on the chest and back.

Pistols represented a kind of mixture of glock and five-seven red-black. The collimator sights mounted on them did not represent anything special. Magazines for thirty patrons sticking out of the handles.

I put on unloading under the jacket. Unloading did not even interfere, and if you do not look under the jacket it is not noticeable.I checked my pockets. I threw the phone, wallet and documents in them. I made the bed in which I slept. I went to the mirror. "I look awful!"

Awful. All the hair stuck out in different directions. The bags under my eyes made my restless sleep. On the delicate skin of the face there were unwanted folds of pillowcases. The lower lip is cut by the upper canines. The blood is smeared all over the chin.

“You need to be careful with new fangs,” Kate said with a breath and accepted to smooth her hair with her hands. Not that it was effective. That was kind of silly. Unable to deal with hair. I began to erase the dried blood from the chin. Glancing at her fingers, she gave a little grin. "Hah ..."

"Need to remember to use your new powers!" Still smiling silly.

At the click of my fingers, my appearance was transformed. Now I looked great. The hair flows from my shoulders. My red eyes looked fresh and cheerful. My clean soft cream skin is superb. The lips were whole, they were tender and soft.

The door opened and a cheerful male voice called me "It's nice to see you move." ... ... ... "Well, what are you staring at? Go or do you want to stay without breakfast?" Called Golas moving away.

"Stop!" I called a voice and ran after him.

A thought flashed through my head: "If he says, 'In short, Kate, I saved you and I will not play nobility: you will complete a couple of tasks for me - and we are in the calculation.' I will laugh" .

%%%

Coming out for a voice, I was outdoors. Looking back, I slept in the barracks. In front of me, I saw the owner of a mysterious voice. It was a tanned guy in a red T-shirt, in brown shorts and on his head was a dark gray hat. He was heading towards a richly glazed house. We were the only ones I saw.

Running to him. He looked back. He said to the semi laughing "You look better than yesterday." I just grinned at his comment.

"Well, well, you looked at me?" Looking at his face I said.Waiting for a response, I narrowed my eyes.

His reaction did not have long to wait. Turning away he blushed like beets. With a slight laugh, I said "I do not judge, I am beautiful ..." with a quiet sigh "... Woman." Only now it dawned on me that I somehow easily reconciled with this fact.

He felt my insecurity and asked, "Are you all right?" Turning to face me.

Only now did I take a good look at his face.Tanned, with green eyes and hair. He looked at me gently smiling. Instantly smiling so that he did not notice my embarrassment. I said, "It's okay." Smiling stupidly and showing my pointed teeth.

"You have unusual eyes, are these lenses?" He said looking into my dragon eyes.

Thinking quickly what to say 'If I say that these are lenses, he will start wondering why they are moving so realistically. On the other hand, I say that they are real ... an operation, yes, as if I had undergone an operation.' Quickly answering "I have undergone a retinal surgery." ... "Yes, surgery!" ... “Don't ask me about it anymore.” Pointing violently with your finger. "Do you understand?"

“Okay, okay, easy. Don't get excited.” He defended himself with his hands.

Kate calmed down just walked in silence. The deathly silence was broken only by the birds and the wind passing through the leaves of the plants. Continuing to walk unhurried steps. The glass house is getting closer. "Where are we going?" I said.

"To the dining room of course." Looking into my face, his eyes were smiling. "You could have done it yourself"

"Of course I could, because I am here for the first time." He did not pay attention to my sarcastic remark. Still smiling eyes. I looked away. We have almost reached the dining room.

***

Gloriosa Daisy sat in the dining room and worked with documents. Behind the door heard heavy footsteps. They approached until they reached the opposite side became. Gloriosa took her eyes off the documents and turned him to a towering person. "Hello Mr. Filthy Rich, how can I help?"

The tall man glanced at the woman. Slightly pulled a tie and snapped "You have delayed the payment. Another month and I will take the camp from you and your brother."

"But Mr. Filthy this camp of roads to so many people who have been here in childhood," Gloriosa shook.

“Don't call me that, call me Rich or Filthy Rich,” he snorted. "You are lucky that by court order I cannot take it right away." The man took a look "Soon the camp will be mine" with a sigh, "soon." The businessman retired to the door.

Daisy shouted in his back "We will collect the money I promise." The leaving man did not even look back.
Before leaving, Filthy Rich noticed two approaching people, the already familiar Timber Spruce and a new girl.
Timber Spruce was clearly not happy to see him, and the girl just walked without giving it meaning. Filthy Rich just snorted and walked out.

The couple got to the same place where Filthy stood a minute ago, and saw the sad degeneration of the woman. Timber Spruce smiled and asked, "Daisy is all right?" Make her look at his face and briefly smile.

Her beautiful face with a light shade of pink, her green eyes lost among the purple hair. "Everything is in perfect" she replied by inviting the couple to the table, and she herself got up and asked "give you something to eat?"

"Yes, we came for breakfast." Timber answered with the same warm voice.
Seeing that his sister was trying to disguise sadness for a smile, he asked with a sigh, "Did Filthy Rich come at the expense of money again?"

“Yes, again.” She said with a tired sigh, not concealing her disappointment. Throwing a glance at another girl in the room asked "You must be Kate," the woman said already in a more cheerful tone. "And no, I can't read minds, don't look at me like that, it was written on your backpack." she answered dumbfounded Kate.

“HHM ...” Kate turned away flushing from her stupidity.

The dining room was filled with the laughter of sister and a brother. Having finished laughing, “Oh, how rude I didn’t even introduce myself. My name is Gloriosa Daisy, but call me Daisy. And this is my brother Timber Spruce" she pointed out the only man in the room.

Standing and digging in the kitchen among the products, she said, "We found you face in the lake and immediately ran to the body." turning to us already with the food, she continued "But fortunately we found that your heart beats and you are rather hot," she stopped herself at the table.

"Hot as alive or hot as a model?" Kate said with a grin staring at two.

Spruce smiled shyly, and Gloriosa laughed at her brother's embarrassment, "you owe me a twenty Timber," Gloriosa said laughing."But you do not worry, I did not allow him to undress you," even more laughing at him. Pulling the portions of the two.

Starting to eat, I asked "Daisy who is Filthy Rich?" I immediately noticed.

“You’re probably not local if you don’t know who Filthy Rich is,” said Timber.

"He is a big businessman who owns a whole part of the city. At the place of our camp, he wants to build a sanatorium." answered Daisy. "we cannot buy a plot of land which is worth our camp. If we do not have time to collect the necessary amount, the court will take our camp as it stands on state land."

Meditating on their position. I can help, I have the means, or I have the opportunity to create these means. Well, I think it’s not difficult for me, but I will help kind people. by pulling into a backpack and hoping that her strength works without clicking fingers. "YES" she thought pulling out wads of money and putting them on the table.

Drawing attention to the shocked faces of Gloriosa Daisy and Timber Spruce. "What?" said kate."I thought for a long time. About 30 seconds. And I decided to help." looking at open mouths. "Of course it will not pay for everything, but at least it will give a delay in order to collect the balances."

Daisy first came to life. "It is very generous. We cannot accept so much." She said, turning her head in to a shocked brother. "It's too much".

"Come on, take it for now." holding out wads of money to the brothers. "Do not make me tie stones to them and throw you at the windows! You only go bankrupt on the windows!" winking my left eye.

"You're definitely not some kind of demon? With your eyes. With free money. Where is the catch?" Timber Spruce said.

"No, I am not a demon at all! And there are no traps here! I am from the heart. What can you do to help a good man?" I said indignantly.

“My brother and I need to discuss this,” Daisy said.

%%%

While they were discussing my proposal, I thought. Familiar names, but how do I know them? Everfrey, Timber Spruce, Gloriosa Daisy.
I seem to understand. Looking around, I see what was shown on the EQG show.
The same houses as in the cartoon, shone in the sun right in front of my eyes. They did not look cartoony, they looked quite normal.

My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of footsteps beside me."We will take the money, we are very grateful for such a generous donation," said a joyful female voice.

I just smiled and handed the money. Giving money, I got up from the bench. “I think I should go now.” I said heading for the exit.

I was interrupted by a male voice "exit in the other side"

"Oops ..." and only an uncomfortable smile followed. I changed direction.

A laughing voice said, "Timber could lead you to the city." He was followed by a confused grumble and even more laughter.

Without thinking twice I said "I did not think I'm going to, I'm stroll. "And on the way we planned to train my forces.Continuing on, I raised my hand and waved goodbye. Going out the door, I could feel the heat in my chest and a surge of energy. I smiled.

***

Still smiling, I was walking along the road. Glancing here and there. Looking at the green spruce on which jumped a lot of animals. The birds were singing their song. And I tried to remember the sequence of actions in EQG.

Since I came up with my character for a long time, I tried to remember what powers I had.
Remembering a bit, I decided to train what I already have.

Clicking fingers, I called random items. Finding that clicks help focus on the use of power, I decided to practice without using clicks.

It has become much harder to concentrate. I'm not calling the items that I wanted. I walked and trained until it got dark.

So before reaching the city with my unhurried pace, I decided to take a halt. Looking around and seeing nothing but the sleeping forest. I left the road to the forest.

Listening to the chirping of crickets. I studied my intended lodging place. Clicking fingers and finding that nothing happened. I need to improve my control. Looking around again, I called the chainsaw.

Chainsaw as in DooM. Passing my fingers along the chain, feeling the obvious power flowing through it. I pulled the starter thread and the chainsaw roared. I always wondered what the chainsaw had forgotten on Mars.

Chopping down a bunch of trees in just two minutes. Wow, cuts like a knife - butter. Transforming scraps of trees in a decent camp. I sat down to rest at the tents.

Examining the already transformed part of the forest. In the center of the big campfire there was a large camouflage tent. Still feeling the energy, I decided to do something.

Remembering a couple of pistols hanging under the jacket. I decided to do some shooting. Coming out of the camp. I stood face away from the road. Seeing what is in front.

Seeing a hemp in a dark forest, I placed a couple of clicks out ten soda cans on the stumps. Another click. A working diesel generator with a building light connected to it appeared. Light aimed directly at empty cans.

Pulling the gun in my right hand, I aimed. I direct the barrel to one of the cans.

Bang!

I got! ... not where I was aiming.

Bang!

Miss ...

Bang!

Bang!

Miss ... Miss ...

&&&

After spending an hour practicing shooting, I decided to return to the camp. Realizing that a long time did not eat. Summoned a plate of juicy crusty steak.

I have always loved meat. Biting off a piece ... I immediately spat out. It tastes like paper. Slipping my fingers and thinking about the taste, I bit off again. Divine taste. rolling his eyes from ephoria.

Having finished eating and finding yourself extremely tired. I crawled into the tent. Crawling into a sleeping bag. Too lazy to undress. I instantly fell asleep.

Chapter 3 Town.

Gently, tossing and turning in the bag, I reluctantly got up. Looking at the empty wrist. Click and I already look at a watch.

9 am. Too early for me, but I could not sleep anymore. Lazily getting up on my legs. I decide where to go next. I wanted to go to the city.

On a nearby tree, with a knife, I cut out "KwH." Taking my backpack, I leave the camp.

Stepping onto the road, looking in both directions, I tried to remember which way the city was.

Lazily moving along the road. Kicking the rocks in front of me. I was impatient to see the city.
Why not find out how long I have to go. At the click of his fingers, a navigator appeared ... ... The navigator appeared several dozen meters away from home. He fell right on my head. Devilish forces. Why they can not work as I need. Looking at the navigator lying on the road. Yes, a few tens of meters of the fall did not give nothing useful. Screen in smithereens.

"Aaaah ... damn!" New click and new navigator. This time I hold him tight. Super tight! Where are we? Required myself. Looking at the screen and trying to find me on it. Oh, here I am. 24 km left. Irritated sighing. C'mon, I won't get to that evening.

Genious idea. In my mind. How have I not thought before? Car! I can make a car. I have a driver's license. Hope here the same driving rules. I need to choose a car. I always wanted an American Muscle car. There is some Chevrolet Impala 69 or ford mustang 70 or Pontiac GTO 69. To be pathos and all black matt with flames on the front part.

After long discussions and discussions. Naturally with the main spitsialist available to me on these things. Ie by me. Well, I'm alone on this road. If there was someone else here, I would have demanded to ask their opinions. This is the Pontiac Firebird 1978. One thought and he is already standing before me. Flick your fingers. He became black dull with tongues of flame. OOOOOO ... He's so awesome!

Getting under the hood. original engine at a maximum power of 290 bhp. Why do you mean trifles? Prarah clicks on the site of the original engine stood a 24 cylinder engine. The click and body properties have changed. Over durable body. Trying to close the hood. The hood does not close. Crackle! Closed.

Opening the door, I put the navigator in its place. Quickly climbing inside, sitting on the leather seat. Inside was extremely good. Rubbing the steering wheel. "Damn, let's do it." I turned the key in the ignition, the engine roared like a wild beast. Frightened birds fluttered in panic from nearby trees.

Speeding up the highway. I headed towards the city.At a speed of 180 km / h, I rode past the cars in front. A couple of minutes and I almost got to town. Driving into the city I had to slow down.

Driving past the cottages, I see a lot of people. Vaughn and two storey house Filthy Rich. There are three sirens. By the way, they have a model appearance. They are sitting at the table on the veranda.

On the sidewalk I meet three girls. As soon as I approach them, slowing down to see better. One of the girls pushes her friend in the bushes. Carefully looking closer, I recognized them as Daimomd Tiara and Silver Spoon. Remembering the MLP, the girl who flew away into the bushes is Babs? My assumption is beating like glass when a head looks out of the bushes. Head- Screw ball. Her pupils look creepy. How does she see with these eyes? With the exception of eyes and hair splendor, it is an exact replica of DT.

My stomach reminded me that I hadn’t eaten anything since last night. I just have to go sugar corner. Just meet with one of the mane six. This is not MLP, but EQG, so it’s not a fact that it will throw me a party.

I was driving on the navigator, the sugar corner was not so far away. By parking my beast at the entrance I get out of the car. My expectations were not fulfilled sugar corner does not go like a witch's gingerbread house from Green's fairy tale. The building looked like a ... bilding? The only thing remarkable is the unusual color. I will not hesitate and perhaps I will come.

Inside was exactly the same as shown in the animated series. Miss Cake melted at the counter. My belly urged me on. I went to the counter. Examining the cakes on the shop window. Miss Cake caught my attention.

“Hello, you are probably the first time here? I’m Miss Cake and you are in a sugar corner. ”The smiling woman said. Her smiling purple eyes looked at my face and hair. "You are not a relative of Sunset Schiemer? You just like her very much. Even your style of clothing is similar. If it were not for the hair with eyes, I would take you for her.” A smile is still on her face. "If Pinky were here, she would have given you a family reunion party or something like that."

I interrupted her. “No, I'm not her relative. In this world, I have no family. ”Roughly speaking, my whole family is in another world. I did not lie to her. I looked at her sad look. Her smile was replaced by a sad expression.

“How sad to hear that. But I see you are not worried about this. ”Her smile returned to its place. “Wait a bit, here Pinky will be back from the games of friendship. She will cheer you up. ”Without paying much attention to her words, I continued to look at cupcakes.

“That chocolate cake and that one with strawberries. ... Did you talk about any games? Can you tell me more? ”I smiled and looked at Miss Kake. Her mischievous smile widened as she began to speak.

“Friendship games are held annually between the Canterlot High School and the Crystal Academy. The Crystal Academy has always won before, but this year the Knterloth Higher School has every chance of winning.

"Thank you" I took the buns and sat at the table. Looking around people around. From familiar faces, I see only Octavia and Vinyl Scratch. There were few people. Without considering me and the owners, there were four people. Calmly eating a bun, a guy sits down next to me. He has purple standing hair, a yellow jersey and worn blue jeans.

“Hello Sunset!” He says and looks into my face. By his expression and my emotions, I realized that I did not smile at all. “Okay, calm. Now you can burn me with a look. ”He said excitedly. “I admit misunderstood. At first glance, you really look like her. "

With a calm, calm voice, I ask. “And whom?” Deciding to say in advance, “And no, we are not kin."

“Well, you have a similar style of clothing. And the hair is very similar. If you do not look into your eyes or mouth, you will not notice the difference. ”He said very nervously. From the show I do not remember him. Who is it at all?

"Who are you? And what is your relationship with Sunset Shimer? ”I asked, still calm. Smiling a bit to calm his nervousness.

“Oh, I'm a fellow Sunset Shimer. My name is Fire Stalker. ”With a hint of pride. He hit himself on the chest. "Ok, I have to go," he said, running out the door. Outside the window, I saw him jump into a yellow van. Car brand was Doge Ram. The van accelerated sharply away from the store.

Well, that was fast. I don't remember Sunset having a boyfriend. Maybe in the cartoon did not have time to show it? Or is it just not important to the story. Although Flush is shown. Shoving the last pieces in my mouth, I went out the door. Bypassing my car heading to the driver's place. I heard a buzzing sound. I stopped at the trunk. The sound is clearly heading towards me. Turning my head to the left, I see a blue scooter rushing at me. I managed to catch her at the last second by the scruff of the neck. There was a loud crash and the whole scooter spread over my car.

The girl was shaking with her hands over her eyes. She gave about my age. Rather the age of my body. Somewhere about eighteen? The girl had pale skin and blond hair. She wore white sneakers and a typical postman with short shorts. The blue form was complemented by a postman bag. I have already guessed who it is, but out of politeness I decided to ask. “What is your name?” I said in a gentle tone. I tried to say what Celestia would say.

She opened her eyes and said “Ditzy Doo” almost in a whisper. I just noticed that people were standing around us and looking at us. Ditzy said something But I didn’t pay attention. I vomited a tight embrace from my thoughts and shout “Thank you! Thank! Thank you! ” My whole face was covered in kisses.

“For what?” I asked in surprise.

“For my salvation! How can I thank you? ”She screamed happily. I noticed that people were coming up with a television camera. I really don't want to deal with the media. It is necessary to throw.

“Um ... let me go?” I said, confused by her actions.

"Yes, right. I'm sorry. ”She said releasing me. I immediately began to erase the drooling and lipstick from my face. The camera was seen better and better in the crowd. I quickly got to the car. She took it and quickly went the same way as the van had recently left.

Driving into the alley, I stopped the car and turned off the engine. I sat for about thirty minutes calmly. What should I do? I asked an inaudible question. The answer to the question was the sound of the arrival of SMS.

Pulling the phone out of your pocket. “Who can write to me?” I did not give my number to anyone. Looking at the number of the sender. Phone number - & $ _- @ - +! #. Probably some kind of glitch? The text read, “Do you remember playing DS?” You need to create a call sign. Only subject. Send him to another world. If you're lucky they will call you.

Sms sent me obviously crazy. Why should I make a token? Immediately after these thoughts, I wanted to do it. OK. Actually, why not? After much deliberation that it will be, I came to a decision.

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According to my decision, my token should be functional, and not some kind of trinket.

It was a gun. As planned, he must take the form in accordance with the style of the owner of the battle. Caliber, model, colors, attachments - it all depends on holding it in your hands, but a few things are unchanged. The muddy side of the handle is always the inscription - ‘I am demoness Kate! If you need help, I am always glad to give it, but remember that in your hands and do not forget to use! To call for help throw the gun into the fire. ’. And as a nice bonus, the gun has a non-removable store whose size depends on the shape of the gun at the moment, plus 33%. The number of patrons is restored once a day.

Pleased with my work, I looked at my creation. In my hands it was a red-black Glok-18 with a collimator sight and a tactical flashlight. Honestly, I had to think longer what sign to make than to create it. All my creation is a snap of my fingers ... although considering that before I got here, I couldn’t click my fingers - this is a big deal! My fingers ran through the metal of the weapon. It now remains to send. Clicking with my fingers the gun burns out leaving nothing.

Looking around in the alley, I sit and wait, when they call me. Interestingly the call acts like in Dark Souls? ... Okay, I tired of waiting, how to remove the call sign? Mmmm ... yes, I did not think it over. Okay, then I'll figure it out, after all, this is the problem of the future Kate, not mine.

Starting a car, I drive to the main road. My next goal is Canterlot High School. I hope I did not miss anything interesting. According to Miss Cake, friendship games are taking place there now. I am incredibly interested in everything will be as shown in the show? Although I count myself Brony, but I have seen all eight seasons, plus the whole EQG. Should I follow the canon or can the world itself be striving for the canon even if I interfere. Ok, let's not philosophize anymore soon I will learn everything. In any case, the school is already around the corner.

Turning the corner in front of me opens the portal. The speed is too fast, the portal is too close. I do not have time to slow down. My best chance is to have time to turn. And yes ... no. Having traveled the first portal, I got into another.

When I drove through the portal, I received a strong acceleration. I flew forward, leaving a trail like a comet. An outside observer might think that I am a shooting star in the night sky. Stop really in the animated series did not show Equestria through the portals? I swear there was a day! If I hadn’t been pressed into a chair, I would have thought better, but the earth is coming. It is a pity in the dark it is impossible to see where I'm flying.

My eyes widened and my face froze in horror. I'm going to crash on the ground. Immediately I became a believer. In all religions at the same time. And he began to pray to all the gods known to me to save my miserable sinful skin. The result was instant. My flaming bird dug its beak in the sand at a sick speed. I was so weakly shaken. Airbags worked. The crunch and everything went dark.

Author's Note

Hello everyone, glad to see you read this chapter. Leave your opinion in the comments, please! Tell me if I poorly describe the environment?
You do not seem that my letter is dry?
If you have questions on the product, I am happy to answer in comments.
I also noticed a lot of discerning reviews, but not one comment why. Tell me why you didn’t like it? (Objectively, please!)

Advantages and disadvantages.

Her strength is tied to the concept of managing mothers and energy. Can create matter and energy from nothing.

May create sub-universes.

She can not interact with time. Any movement in time is impossible when it is in your world. With the exception of the ability to rewind time ago (they only work if they unwind time everywhere, not just in the area.)

The physical body can be killed, but after death it instantly ignites and burns to ashes. Almost immediately after death, a ball of fire is formed nearby from which the body is restored.
You can prevent the restoration of the body by putting out or preventing the creation of a flame.
It will fade and wipe elsewhere.

She can be teleported, but her teleportation imitation works on the principle of destroying and creating a new body. You can prevent as well as recovery.

Can imitate most abilities (with the exception of temporary.)
Labeled abilities look the same or almost the same as the original, all attacks have either a physical or energy impact.

In a relaxed state has resistance to magic.
In the sleeping state, has complete immunity to magic.

Can not create life.
Can not revive the dead.

Since she is a demon, countermeasures against demons act on her (With an efficiency of 25% of the standard.).

In the future, this list may be updated.