Consciousness. Tommy never thought he would ever feel that again. But there was more. He felt... There were more of him. Three to be exact.

Consciousness. Tommy felt it again, from another being. Memories, something flashed by; a man with greying hair. The man was hit by the owner of these memories, the man picked him up and called him an inbred cumroach. He tried looking around. Only to see a most beautiful and at the same time disgusting environment, a massive mess of tentacles and other fucked up shit like constantly moving creatures ranging from deformed beasts to popcorn-like three-foot monstrosities... What was that word? He never knew it. monstrosities is he being smart

pain another being has awoken. This time unlike any other. Millennia of pain, trillions of souls in pain. Blackness

The being suppressed the pain he inflicted, trying to stop it from affecting the newcomers

‘oh he passed out’

“What was that?” kik the changeling, was the only one that was able to take the pain at the moment. And somehow not freak out right now.

‘now now what are you’

“Uh, kik... Um who are you”

‘... Just call me Grave’

“Ok well, that makes sense. I mean because... All those ponies”

‘Ponies?’

It was at this moment kik started hyperventilating

[sometime later] [and a few new bodies] [mental breakdowns] [and a bored gravemind]

Tommy came to a start while he woke up. Looking around to try to see if it was a dream, he was disappointed when he heard the two voices

“Um, Tommy right?” a voice. It sounded like two people talking. Sitting up he saw kik but a bit more freakish. Well, you see he knew him because of his memories. He knew everything about them. Their past experiences. Now they know an uncomfortable amount about each other. He unknown to them they're like brothers basically, but this... Looked... Instead of him looking like a bug-pony, he looked more like a praying mantis fucked an arachnid then making a child. Giving the appearance. Clad in blood red chitin and seven feet tall.

“I heard you” hearing his thoughts he was offended

Tommy just screamed.

“Oh, sweet bucking Tartarus!”

‘thats new’ another voice this one sounded. Disembodied. Like... His ears were being raped by a diamond-studded stun baton.

“Shut it” the bug. Still trying to calm the child, shushed the creature that made them new bodies. When he asked all he had to do was wait until he made their bodies the only problem kik cannot do magic but still can transform. Tommy has gotten a bit older mentally and younger physically, and gained the transforming ability

You see it was a lucky shot that if Grave new how to do that. He knew them too but they know him and his... Atrocities

[the blood jungle] [Rak the kig-year] [Kar his sister]

The kig-yar. Five days in and already going into piracy... Wow that took longer than he expected

Rak was sent to scout out the nearby structures

Anyways Rak was approaching a weird beacon when he heard a scream coming from the tunnel he passed. Unlike his sister Kar who at this moment was chasing a rat-like creature for breakfast, like helping the innocent, activating his point defense gauntlet and readied his needler as his sister activated her targeting headgear, a little dot appeared were her type-51 carbine was pointed. She started to talk in broken English

“Human scent, go hunt, get weapons! ” ever since the covenant started a war with the humans somehow, covenant soldiers/mercs learned to talk human and wanted to talk like them. He never understood why the prophets wanted war but he and his clan were just hired guns. No questions

Heading down the tunnel first was his job, hence the shield. He heard yelling and turned a corner. There in all its frightening glory sitting by a screaming human hatchling was a creikt alpha matriarch guard... The biggest and worst though this one was young

”Rak Run” Rak said as the thing screeched Kar fired two bolts at the bug, Rak fired is own needles as they ran away

As they ran out the tunnel they bumped into a confused Sangheili zealot “Greshvo Kig-yar!” Rak understood half of that but was still running.

He soiled himself as he heard the pained scream that was the old warrior. he glanced back to see a parasite that was a meter big start strangling the zealot. the elite tried his best but the parasite used its sharp barb at the end of its head to peirce the skin and move inside and snap his neck. killing him. bone was shifted to form a three razor sharp blades. biomass shifted to form... something, the warriors head was lazily hanging by a thread to its back.

it was horror

I started ’talking’ “I am a monument to all of your sins” it said “stay away and we shall not take another ”

The more he watched the transformation he could never get those words out, one should never come here. Kar and rak made it back home safely and told they’re war chief/father

there were signs put up in more than three languages

Bob

Bob sat on his couch of human leather watching the events happening on the ark. The ring was somewhere in the void with the other gravemind he didn't care.

Discord was watching on his elevated view of pink clouds

The things that happened so far is: the kig-yar became pirates. The Sangheili made an uneasy pact with the humans not to kill each other, much to his disappointment. The ponies started freaking out because they’re magic was useless against the nature of the ark they also isolated themselves from the others but had no idea about the humans, kig-yar, Sangheili or the creikt. the Griffins were more successful than almost all the others. Making a dictatorship in three days and found the kig-yar. the flood lay dormant... Kinda. The changelings were killed in the panic from the ponies, sadly. Then there's the creikt, he expected less but they apparently made a city, a hivemind-like society in one day. One. Day. on the planet in the planet mining zone, they made a city. as long as the ponies don't touch the cartographer, they won't be responsible for genocide

Then now the boy and his... ‘brothers’ are getting better, even though the flood turned a warrior and the gravemind is half his power...

“Not exactly how I planned this but ya know fuck it”

[the potato]

The ‘potato’ as Tommy liked to call it, was a Proto-Gravemind, except this one will produce more spores. Grave and Kik agreed to this after they were attacked. tommy was working on a device that will work as a repellant to these rat-like creatures that eat metal... sounds metal, heh

alien that was infected was patrolling when a pack of more aliens and some humans came. they put a sign that read

those who enter be weary monsters roam, and infect all who enter.

all of that was in ten languages. only one he understood

“almost done?” kik asked this time however he looked like a changeling... but red and large wings

“This takes time”

“Quiet brothers it is born” Grave roared through the structure. oh yeah, he had a voice now, and boy it was better than before. he had a voice that had a deep tone, and a small weird noise that can be heard at the end every time he talked, Grave said it is the other minds that were used to create him.

They noticed it finally formed an orb on a stalk. at least it is better than Grave’s massive venus fly trap look

They failed to notice the invisible quadruped moon goddess that accidentally stumbled upon them, and a single infection form was the only one who saw her...

Author's Note

OoOoh~ comment what you want to happen,

anyways I hope you enjoyed this and see you later

also, the chapter names will be random shit I make up

To Be Continued...

in case you never heard of the flood (click here)