As soon as Malice appeared, this wasn’t good. Pharynx and I scrambled up on our feet and back the hell away from the little filly.

This little bitch here...is bad news!

The world around us started to glitch in black and white. Hearing a loud screeching sound ringing out. We covered our ears, forcing our avatar bodies to the ground.

No doubt all sensors of the suit were going off cause the suits were reacting to what was happening. The lush fields of Avalon glitched out, reconstructing itself to appear a sight that I swear to the Gods, is a sight of a satanic circle in a dark cave, fire circling around us.

Trapping in the circle.

“Oh fuck this shit!” I shouted after we were able to stand.

Staying on the keys I tried to log off quickly.

What was happening was a fucking monstrosity of a glitch in the game. This would be my second time experiencing the glitch, and Silk-Pharynx first. A year or so ago, the game was hacked, the usual someone stealing actual money in other people’s accounts in the game. The company attempted to fix the damage the hacker did. The fucking hacker left a virus in which if you see the gray filly named Malice, it would take you into this place where a creature is summoned from that circle….

And our avatars get brutally killed and all of our bank ingame - gems, gold, copper - are drained.

First time I was with two others, random ponies.

Either way, this will suck major ass.

“Um, okay, why can’t I fucking log off??” Pharynx called out, trying to log off the game and take off his headset, but it was proved to be impossible.

“It’s the virus, I can’t log off either!” I responded, trying to virtually rip the headset off of my head but it was like they were stuck.

As we tried to pull out, the cave started echoing a demonic chant, disembodied voices casting a spell that lit the circle up in a neon green light.

“Blacklight, what the fuck is going on?!”

“Silk, I’m sorry but we’re in for a horror shit fest.” I murmured. I tried using my spells to help us out but nothing was working.

Before my partner grabbed his flute, this black tentacle shot out of the circle, wrapping us up with it.

We shouted and cursed, struggled to get our avatars to break free, the sensors on the body suits were going all haywired. The chanting grew louder and louder, we didn’t know where the voices were coming from, it sounded like it was all over.

As we struggled, something came out.

Crawling out of the green light, a tall red mare with demonic crimson eyes and long black mane came out. Her ghastly yellow teeth were at a sharp point, her face was contorted and demonic looking. She was nude so we saw her cutie mark..

It was a gruesome mark of a head of a pony that had been decapitated with a knife pierced between the eyes, wearing a party hat and three balloons floated around it.

Kyra….

When she attacked both of us, we couldn’t do anything to defend ourselves. When she lunged at us, giving us a major heart attack, my vision turned black for a moment.

I quickly ripped the headset when I was able to off my head and threw it back on the computer table, heart beating out of my chest.

Whoever made this virus is going to die a horrible death!

While trying to get my heart stabilized, I quickly logged back into my account and grimaced.

The fucking bitch took everything from my inventory and placed my character all the way back to Lvl 1 of Avalon! She even reseted my stats that I worked so hard for the past six months to regain from the last time Kyra attacked me was back to 0.

I have to start all over!

“I’m going to kill this hacker.” I growled, my horn sparking as a result of me being pissed off.

Seething in rage and plotting this hacker’s demise, Silk...Pharynx messaged me.

SilkBlackRose3641

Blacklight, u there?

U alive?

I stared at the screen for a long time when he contacted me. At least he was ok, but I hesitated on replying back to him.

Despite what the heck just happened, I just found out that this guy I have been talking to for two years happens to be the prince of the changelings. It's not something one hears everyday.

SilkBlackRose3641

Blacklight, pls, pls talk 2 me.

Pls.

Unibat098

Yeah, I'm here. Just taking a moment.

SilkBlackRose3641

Hey, can we call? Pls?

Unibat098

Why should I?

The sound of my phone ringing scared the living shit out of me. The picture on the screen was of Silk….Pharynx’s avatar pic posing with my avatar.

Crap. A part of me forgot the fact I gave him my personal phone number.

Shoving all of anxiety, I grabbed the phone, answered it. “....Pharynx?”

“Holy shit, you actually picked up.” Pharynx responded on the other side. “Are you okay?” he asked me then.

I waited a moment before sighing. “Yeah, a little pissed off that the virus took all of our inventory…”

“What?!” After a few moments of rustling, he groaned. “Dammit. My flute is gone. You know how much hell I went through to get that?!”

“Yeah, one hell of a virus…” I grumbled. Feeling a little uncomfortable.

“I’m just glad you’re alright…” Pharynx sighed, I could hear the disappointment in his tone. “Man, I can’t believe my shit was jacked!”

“And we have to start all over to Lvl 1.”

“Cock suckers…” he growled before sighing heavily. “Hey… I’m sorry about earlier...about my brother...and…”

“Finding out that you are The Prince of the Changelings? Yeah, no kidding.”

“Look, I don’t know if you heard all what was said or not… but I really do like you.” Pharynx admittedly. I could hear by the tone of his voice that he really doesn’t do much of the lovey dovey gushy stuff. “And we have been chatting for two years…”

“Silk….” I stopped a moment in realizing that I can’t basically call him by his avatar anymore. “Pharynx, who you like in Avalon… like what your brother said, I’m not what it seems. I’m not a bad ass assassin.” I told him. “I’m not confident, I’m afraid of leaving my apartment. I’m honestly the type of pony that you would shove in a locker if we attended the same high school.”

“You are a badass. Heck, you’re a badass just for talking to this changeling again without flinching...you aren’t flinching, are you?”

“Nope, no flinches. Because I know beyond the screen, you are sometimes an idiot.”

“Even after realizing that I’m a prince, you still don’t give a shit. Not afraid to kick my ass.”

“Which I probably could if we actually wrestle.” I chuckled, finding myself smiling at this.

“Look… I want to see where this takes us. I do want us to meet up…”

I closed my eyes, leaning up against the chair. “I… I don’t know…”

“We’ll start slow...a face-up then. On the computer.”

I thought for a moment. “You probably won’t like what you see.”

“I think that’s up for me to decide. I ended up liking a sexy mare like you behind a wall of pixels, I won’t care what you look like.” Pharynx said.

“I don’t know…”

“Heck, if you don’t like what you see, just tell me to piss off and we go on with our lives.”

I groaned.

“At least tell me your name. You already know mine.”

Shit.

I waited for a long time, contemplating on what to do. I do know Pharynx’s name. I don’t hold any grudge against the changelings. I just think their colors are a bit of an eyesore but that has nothing to do with anything. I know life between virtual and IRL can make ponies be just about anything they dreamed about.

I just don’t want this blowing up horribly at my face.

Then again, I talked to him for two years. We talked on and off Avalon. Hell, if it was two seconds longer, Pharynx and I would have been fucking and not having to deal with that Celestia awful glitch/virus.

Gripping on my phone, I counted to three.

“Nocte...Nocte Moon-Star.” I told him before hanging up on him and covered my face and moaned.

What had I just done??

Author's Note

Malice and Kyra belong to ---> This guy here