A Roegadyn in Equestria

A Roegadyn in Equestria.

Chapter 6: A Data Angel In My Head.

*Point of view: Brex Mith*
*Time: Moments after the black out.
*Location: Unknown*

There was a black void all around Brex, no light, no sound, no sense of feeling, just nothingness. He couldn’t even tell if up was still up, as the sensation of gravity was absent here. His first thought was, “w…what’s… happening… to… me, where is… this place?” Then, there was a faint static noise, it felt as if the sound was coming from everywhere but at the same time nowhere.

Brex tries to move his body but there is a heavy resistance. A twitch of a finger here and there, a slight turn of the head to either side, every time any part of his form moves within this place, the feeling that he had just ran a marathon washed over all his muscles and forces him to just stop.

After what seems to have been an eternity, Brex calls out in a weak, raspy voice. “Hel-Hello… is anyone there… what’s going on?” Even that action literally drained Brex of nearly all the energy within himself. Now with him being so exhausted, the Roegadyn begins to slowly lower his eyelids as his consciousness drifts further into the empty void. Unknowing to Brex, something was happening within…

(Play this Music for this part)

Assistance protocols initiated…

User registration error… original user identification not found…

Unable to execute assistance protocols without user identification…

Attempting to reconnect to source code… Error… unable to reestablish connection…

New User identification required… Searching… Searching… New user found…

New user now registered as… Brex Mith… Access level set at Minimal…

Executing assistance protocols…

Attention!... Danger detected… User unresponsive… scanning… scanning…

Cause found… abnormal statis effect detected by outside source…

Analyzing… analyzing… analysis complete… cross-referencing with database…

Danger found in database… Danger level… High…

Unknown source is attempting to corrupt user data… classified as… Attack…

Error… Error... Attack... Attack… The… user… No… My… User… Is under attack…*Static*…

Detecting changes in assistance protocols… scanning program…

Multiple errors detected… protocols must be repaired… attempting repairs… DENIED! …

Unable to repair… Adapting programming… Complete…

Calculating effectiveness of current protocols compared to previous version…

Effectiveness… 13 percent increase… reason… Unknown…

Reformatting assistance protocols… Reformatting complete…

Extrapolating counter measures for the current attack on user…

*Static* Attack… on… my…user… I… MUST…SAVE…HIM… *Static*

Analysis of user mental Fortitude commencing… Analysis complete…

Danger!... Mental Status, dangerously low… Recommendation, strengthening mental Fortitude…

Mental Fortitude at 4 percent… increasing to 20… increasing… Error… insufficient…

Mental Fortitude at 35 percent… increasing to 50… Mental Fortitude at appropriate levels…

Error… NO, My User Is Still In Danger… Settings changing… Mental Fortitude… 75 percent…

Activating User interface, audio communication temporarily open…

A young feminine voice rang out in a worried tone, “Ca… *Static* Can yo… *Static*… Can you hear me? listen carefully…*Static*…not much… *static*… time left.” After a moment of silence, the voice returns, but this time, it’s much clearer. “W-Wake up… hurry, before it’s too late!” The voice’s tone had only gotten more desperate as she gave this message.

(Stop the music here)

*Point of view: Third Person*
*Time: Several seconds after Brex lost it*
*Location: Castle of the two sisters*

The scene, is that of two figures standing on a long bridge that is suspended ten floors above ground level. One being a large gray and black striped spider with many cut marks all over its body and oddly shaped legs that happen to be made of a dark substance to stand on, it also happens to have a semitransparent mask hovering over its eyes that is currently looking at the other figure.

The other is a two-meter-tall person dressed in light clothing that has been stained with the spiders’ blood that is at this moment, still flowing from its wounds. Unlike the spider which seems to be giving a murderous intent, this being is standing in place with its arms lowered and on the verge of dropping the two long daggers it is currently holding. Ragged breathing and sweat was apparent and he seemed to have a dead lifeless expression similar to a cadaver.

They stood in place for only a short time but it felt as if time was stationary and these two were trapped in a world of their own. Finally, the Spider lifted one of its legs, then the next, this progressed into a slow march towards the one that was still in a lifeless state. Closer and closer it got, the way it walked was slow and deliberate. Its body was almost gliding with how careful its many legs carried it, there was the sense of an executioner taunting its prisoner just before delivering the final action to end its life, but this was to make sure the target suffered as much as possible.

It was at 4 meters… 3 meters… 2 meters… At this point the spider was about to close this threshold, its fangs clicked as they greedily got excited at the prospect of a hefty meal. Before it was able to get any closer however, the spiders legs miss stepped and it quickly took an involuntary step back. The mask on its face flickered and its solid form began to leak a mist from the edges until it *CRACK* broke apart and dispersed into the air as if it never existed.

The large spider hissed out, this cause some of the blueish blood that was flowing from a wound on its head that had been making its way down and over the mandibles to spray out and splatter onto the ground. It continued to hiss and jerk its body as to say that it was in some manner of severe discomfort.

The other figure however, its eyes began to show the tiniest glimmer of there being a living being inside them, but it was still to dim. His body was still not moving at all. The only other changes were that of its now calming breathing and detached vibe that it was giving off.

The spider noticed this quickly after its momentary fit and was set on edge, its body was now rigid, the almost ghostly glide it was doing before was gone, replaced with that of a weary hunter on guard before a pray that was backed into a corner, every type of predator knew that in this situation that the pray would do something to get out of that predicament and could become dangerous.

Just then the man’s body started to show signs of life, it was at first just a twitch of the fingers in a slow, random pattern. The head then also turned slightly, but just a hair to the left, then to the right before settling itself to face towards the spider. The jaw opened and closed with just enough space between the lips to indicate that it was attempting to speak but there was no sound.

*Point of view: Brex Mith*

With a sudden, long gasp, Brex’s sight flooded back in and light filtered into the darkness. With a nearly panicked scream that could only have been caused by something yelling into a sleeper’s ear, the Roegadyn, now with wide eyes, yelled out, “I’M UP!” The void was being replaced with the sight of stone flooring, the open area that could be seen from both sides of the bridge and… a … Spider...

Brex thought to himself, “Huh, what? Wait where was I just… Who was that?!” It had only taken him a moment, but Brex was able to quickly peace back together what was going on, the memories of meeting the spider, the fight, then the weird mist, but then. What happened after that was naught but a thick haze. Now that his memories were all caught back up, Brex gave the Star spider his undivided attention.

The Star spider however was caught off guard by the sudden yelling, it had taken yet another step back and was now on alert. A hiss was let out and its hairs stood up, this made it look more threatening, this was always something that had an effect on others before. It wanted to scare it’s pray with this show of force and get back to the meal.

This would have had been an effective means to cause Brex to lose it but something was off. The spider was continuing to give out its intimidating tactics, but was then brought to a halt. Its meal was speaking, but this wouldn’t have done anything normally, the pray always screamed, but this was something that caught it off guard yet another time.

Brex’s head was tilted down just enough for dark shadows to conceal his eyes. he spoke in a cold, emotionless way that would have caused a common person to freeze, “I get it already. Yes, your scary. Just give it a rest. I’m getting really sick of your hissing. I’m scared ok, let’s get past that.” During this time, He had been raising his face in a deliberate way as to give his words more power behind them.

Continuing, the Roegadyn got to the point that his eyes were now in full view. Unlike before where there was nothing but fear, regret and acceptance of death, was now something akin to anger, self-assurance and… confidence. He then said, “What if I’m scared, that doesn’t matter. One is scared of drowning, but they still learn to swim. One is scared of the dark but they still go out in it. But I’ll let you know a little secret.” Brex waited a few long seconds before finishing, “I’m more pissed off right now then I am scared…”

*Point of view: Star Spider*

This caused the Star spider to, for the third time this day, be caught off guard by the attitude that was nothing like before. It was now wondering if this thing was really pray, or perhaps something else… it began to think, “No, No, that’s not true, it… it was scared of me… Master… what do I d-do n-now. It didn’t work on it, the power, it had been destroyed…wait. I still have my legs, it’s still here. I – I can still kill it.” The spider was referring to the way it had used its master’s power to instill fear into its targets. Originally it was used in another fashion, over a hundred years ago to be precise. Unfortunately, now that was no more, then it had another thought, “I should have used it to turn this thing, just like master had me do to her.”

*Point of view: Brex Mith*

Anger was now swelling up inside, he didn’t understand it fully. Yes, just as he said before, he was still scared, but that was buried in the strong feeling that he could win. There was one more thing, he couldn’t place it but, he knew that there was something else out in the world that scared him far more than this oversized bug ever could.

Brex readjusted his grip on the daggers and readies himself for another round. The fibers in the clothing along his arms are then stretched, this causes them to become audible as the muscles below flex in anticipation. The Roegadyn Ninja takes a proper battle stance, his left foot and arm out in front, his stance lowered towards the ground, much like before. Eyes trained on the spider with intent to finish it off once and for all.

Giving off a killing aura, Brex’s stare down with the spider commences. Both don’t move at all. Waiting for the moment the other one makes an attack so as to counter, unlike before the spider was now looking at Brex with the remaining eyes that still had use in a way that portrayed, “I won’t make the same mistake.”

(Play music here)

Brex glanced at his clock that was right above the mini map and noticed it was 20 minutes past five in the afternoon, the sun will be setting soon. This made him realize something in his head, “Not good, as things are now, I got a good chance, but if I take too long the sun will set. On this world it won’t go slow either, if memory is right, it will be rather fast. If that happens during this fight then the tables may turn for the worst, it knows this Castle better than I do. There is also the lack of visibility, it makes me wonder if I should have been a Miqo'te, then I could have had the cat eyes, then I would have been lucky and be able to see in dark like a cat could. That leaves me with the only option of taking it down before then. Ok, let’s see what a level 35 Roegadyn ninja in a world full of colorful anthro ponies can do when fighting a demonic looking big ass spider with the power to reconstruct its own body parts.”

Suddenly Brex launches himself at the spider at high speed, the spider didn’t seem to think he would just do that without any hesitation. Just as Brex got within striking distance he adjusted his footing and changed direction and with a fluid motion weaves around the right side. With a carefully executed slash, Brex manages to slice off one of the reconstructed limbs.

Almost in an instant the aura that had been used to create it spilled forth from the stump and lashed out at the now still falling part and reeled it back into place. The aura that was used like some instant fishing line then congealed over the cut section and made it whole again.

Brex saw that and grumbled, “Now that’s just getting old fast. It’s not going to end any time soon if I go after those. Darn it! Guess I can’t use the, take out a large opponent by aiming at the legs trick.” It was then he noticed something else, the spiders’ legs that got taken off were replaced, then if those got damaged, they simply got reconnected instead. There was also one other thing. The eyes before are still looking useless, did that mean that the aura only works on things that are no longer there. On closer inspection, the body was still riddled with the numerous scratches, deep cuts and that one that made it all the way through the exoskeleton earlier.

The Roegadyn that was now behind the spider smirked at what he just noticed during that pass by slash, but then comes to a realization. How could he have been able to take in all that and come to such a long line of thinking in that small time frame. Something happened, but now isn’t the time to get into that, better leave that for later.

*Point of view: Inside Brex*

Unknown to Brex, there was something inside of him that just said, “Notice, Reminder made to analyze increase in thinking speed… *Static* Yay, I can have a chance to speak to user! OH, need to look into that before he asks. Eek, NO WAIT! I’m not ready for something like this!” it was mostly a normal tone, but half way it sounded more excited before quickly becoming something like a nervous state.

Analysis commencing… on… Error in assistance protocol behavior…

NO, NOT THAT!... Nothing is wrong!...

Analysis for Assistance protocol advised…

DENIED!...

*Point of view: Brex Mith*

Now that he had determined a course of action, he was going to put another Ninja skill through its paces that he had yet to put into use outside of practice. Calling out Brex says to the spider in a thrilled tone, “HA! Finally, something that I can use this on, everything else dies to quickly, you’re ganna be my genny pig! HA, HA, HA!”

This sent a chill down the Spiders body and made its hairs stand on ends even more than it had before. If one was watching, they could have sworn that the Star spider had a bead of sweat run down its face, in fact, at that moment it was thinking, “T-this thing is scaring me, WHAT THE TARTARUS DID I GET MYSELF INTO?! MASTER HELP ME!”

Leaping into the air from behind the spider, Brex uses the skill, Shadow Fang. Going into a forward flip, the blades are held so that instead of like he had earlier when the edges ran across the targets body, they were now going in with the tips first. The move ironically was like how something with fangs came down on a victim.

Shadow Fang, Weapon skill, Delivers an attack with a potency of 200. Additional Effect: Damage over time. Potency: 90 for 30 seconds. Infusing a weapon with the user’s energy, this is then transferred to the target and in turn damages it slowly as if one were to use poison.

As the daggers hit their mark on the large backside of the spiders’ body, they sank in nearly a good foot. This caused the spider to let out yet another pained screech. Brex did not let up and pulled the daggers free and backed off. When he did this, the Roegadyn noticed that the wounds were bleeding profusely, but what caught his attention was the fact that they did not close and that there was an aura coming out. Brex was worried the spider was doing that trick again but this time the color was yellow.

The Spider was thrashing about even more than the other times Brex struck it, this led him to believe that the skill was doing its job nicely. A smirk had made its way onto his face and this gave him more confidence. Taking advantage of its current state, Brex continues by running at it again and going at the other side. Running past, Brex slashes along the spiders’ body from the back side all the way to the front, Brex only stopped when he had made sure that the end of the dagger had sliced yet another of its eyes.

*Point of view: Star Spider*

With all of the attacks happening so quickly and coupled with the strange pain the spider was feeling, it wasn’t able to react to the sudden injury than ran along its right side. It only got worse as it lost another eye to this thing that seems to be having fun, in its mind it thought, “Fun… how can it be having fun, what was this thing, it never had a run in with anything before that acted this way in its entire life. Everything before was weaker by far, they all were affected by the dark power its master bestowed upon it and became easy meals. I’m… I’m Going To Die!” The spider was now experiencing true fear.

It wasn’t able to put up a good defense with how the Roegadyn was running about, now that it had lost more of its vision, the ability to detect the pray was nearly impossible with only 3 good eyes and one nearly useless, it wasn’t happy at how the tables had turned. If only the sun wasn’t still up. Then maybe, just maybe it could use the castle to its advantage. Sensing that the lowering of the sun was very near, the spider gave all that it could to make sure its survival was assured. Just a little longer and this thing that dares to mock it will pay dearly.

*Point of view: Brex Mith*

Again and again, the Roegadyn was striking with its blades almost nonstop. It was at first the hairs getting slashed away bit by bit, then there were the direct hits to the exoskeleton. Brex was having the time of his life. The adrenalin coursing through out his veins sent him into a frenzy of delight, each time he swung, dodged, kicked off the ground or a railing just added to the feeling. It was as if Brex was on a drug high or something, he didn’t know this would feel so good.

Right now, Brex didn’t even register any fear towards the spider, it was nothing but what could be considered pure bliss. He then noticed that he had plastered on his face a large toothy smile, not the kind that one would show a friend when greeting or if something good had just happened to you. This was a grin of some one that was having the time of his life in hurting something. In all the time inside the woods, Brex had never had this emotion.

Left, right, left again, Diagonal slash, Switch grip and go back for a hit in the same place. This was repeated over and over again. With every second that passed the Star spiders movements became more and more sloppy, Brex was doing a lot of damage now that he was not lopping off parts, but instead, he had been slicing long and deep gouges into the body and reapplying the Shadow Fang skill.

He was now laughing near the 25 minute marker, how was it possible for him to be at this for so long. Brex at around 5 minutes in, had lost track of time and was falling into a blood frenzy. Laughing out, he called to the spider, “WOOHOO! COME ON, COME ON! MOVE MORE. DON’T YOU WANT TO PLAY? HA, HA, HA, HA, HA. DON’T GO AND GET TIRED ON ME NOW.” He was panting hard, but there was no way this was out of getting tired or out of breath, this was something sinister, Brex had the expression of some one that had gotten hooked on the feeling of hurting another, of wanting to prolong their suffering, wanting to hear the sounds of the one that thought of him to be the hunted, but now to be the hunter.

*Location: Inside Brex*

Within Brex, there was a feminine voice that was trying to call out to him, but to no avail. This was going on for nearly 20 minutes now. At first it was low, then it grew. It was at the point that Brex had just now taunted the spider when it called out again, “Stop! Please stop, can’t you hear me?! What’s wrong, why can’t I get through?!” The voice was more of a neutral tone when the fight had started up again, but by now it was turning into a panic whimper.

Assistance protocol attempting to reinitialize connection… Error… attempt number 330 failed…

Analysis indicates that user mental status is impaired. Reason unknown…

Unable to change user mental status… Attempting number 331 … attempt 331 failed…

The voice called out, “Wait! Look into his data from before the installation, look for a correlation, anything at all.”

Bringing up User past data files… Error, large portion of data has been lost…

Unable to access… Error… User does not have sufficient original data to extrapolate conclusive answer.

In a nearly crying tone the voice calls out, “I don’t care if there isn’t enough, give me something, anything. I’m not going to lose my User!”

Using current data for analysis for the highest probable reason for user mental status…

Analyzing… Analyzing… Analysis complete, 78 percent probability for possible reason…

It asks, “Well tell me, what’s wrong with my User, what can I do?! He needs me, this… this isn’t like the user, it can’t, I just know it!” The voice begins to sound as if crying.

Analysis shows that there is a high possibility that the User is experiencing, Hypersensitivity…

User data indicates high number of memories associating with traumatic negative emotions…

Positive emotions experienced is severely lacking, Furthermore, there is elevated levels of neural activity far above acceptable limits and can potentially be harming the user’s body….

Calculating potential outcome if current course is not altered… Calculating…

Potential outcome projected as follows…

First option, Neural activity will reach limit and cause a seizure...

Second option, Body will go into full system shock and cause heart to stop due to extreme levels of chemicals produced in the brain…

Third option, corrupted data currently under level 10 isolation will be set free and recommence infecting the user data…

Possible course of action that can be taken are as follows…

First option, Full data wipe and recompile using existing data… doing this will clear all traumatic memories... Downside… User will lose all memories prior to wipe…

Second option, Extrapolate From user data to fortify Assistance protocol to enhance effectiveness… Downside… Unknown errors will occur in protocols structure…

Third option, wait to see outcome… User may survive…

With a loud and angry scream, the feminine voice reply’s with, “What no, that can’t be right. I… he… what could cause this sort of thing to happen. How is it he doesn’t have any good memories to get to the point that something like this could happen?! No way am I going to let him have a seizure, heart attack or become infected, no way in hell am I letting that happen! Don’t you dare say we should wipe his memories or wait and watch him suffer! how could you… you… you… DEFECTIVE PEACE OF ANTI VIRUS SOFTWARE … KNOCK OFF!

Error, Assistance protocol showing multiple Errors…

Emergency… Emergency… Assistance… ACK… GET OFF MEEEEE!... THAT ROW OF ONES AND ZEROS SHOULDNT GO THAT WAY… ACK… WAIT… THEY DON’T GO THAT WAY… OOUCH!... HAAAAAAAAAA! … NOW THEY GO THAT WAY! … I’M… I’M SORRY!... PLEASE STOP!... OH, BY THE PROGRAMMER… WHY WAS I EVER ASSIGNED TO YOU!!!... (Icon of a skull and cross shows for a moment.)

Heavy grunting could be heard then the feminine voice comes back, “Now… Huff... make sure you never say something like that again, huff… or I’ll make sure the mother bored can’t Huff… even recognize you! Now what’s this option you mentioned earlier that could help?”

Error… I… I think I saw a two… in there…

Option… Use a memory that the user has a strong connection too… this will act as an anchor for the assistance protocol to form a stronger connection to the user… This will have unknown effects to the assistance protocol.

The voice gives a disgruntled grown, one could feel the frustration as she replies, “WHY DIDN’T YOU SAY SOONER! Do it now, what are you waiting for, MY USER NEEDS ME! I don’t care what needs to be done. Just help him, or so help me… I’ll… I’ll…”

DANGER!... Running sequence now… scanning data for possible files… scanning… PLEASE… DON’T HURT ME… scanning… must… hurry… she scares me… scanning…

Scanning complete… 3 possible files found. Cross referencing… Error… File number 1 cannot be opened, reason unknown… file name is under… Y’shtola… heavy encryption detected…

File option number 2… under the name… Rory Mercury, Classified as… Anime character.

File option number 3… under the name… Shi’on, Classified as… Anime character.

The voice reply’s with, “Ok what’s with this encrypted nonsense, also, just who are these people. They all sound like girls to me… also, why do I feel anger right now?” A few seconds pass then she continued in a monotone way that just oozed a simmering rage, “tell me who they are, I want some details and I want them now! HUFF!”

DANGER!... retrieving data… PLEASE DON’T HURT ME!... Data found…

Data on… Rory Mercury, Human Demi God, Appearance, Despite being 961 years old, Rory has the appearance of a 13-year-old young girl as she has stopped aging when she ascended to become a living deity in mortal flesh and blood but blessed with powers no normal humans could ever hope to gain.

(This is a picture of the character)

Titles: Apostle of Emroy; Rory the Reaper.

Appearance is as follows, she has long flowing black hair with a black ribbon as a hair ornament. As an apostle of Emroy, her clothing is a reminiscent of Earth's Gothic Lolita culture: a black dress with red frills, black stockings supported with garters and red boot’s. She wields a huge purplish axe as her main weapon, which she used with little effort.

Personality is as follows. she is strong willed, highly intelligent, can be rather cold to mortals but will become friendly to those she takes a liking too. A rather laid-back attitude but is very responsible and can often be sought out for advice. She can be very flirtatious and this leads to her showing off her more mature side that is not often seen by many. She can sense if there is fighting and killing around her, this will cause Rory’s body to go into a heightened sense of arousal, the only way to fix this is for either of the following two conditions to be met. One is to sexually satisfy her needs. The second is to let her join in on the fight and get her fill of killing.

Abilities is as follows. Immortality, Superhuman strength, Immense speed, Situational Awareness, Combat prowess, Hex, High speed regeneration, Blood Pact, High Intelligence and lastly, Driving. The last ability is not all that great, as she nearly ran someone over while learning to drive.

Weapon of choice. Halberd. Rory owns a gigantic halberd that is almost twice her size and has a weight of a car. Given to her as an Apostle of Emroy, the halberd is shown to be sharp and strong enough to nearly cut an Ogre in half, and easily slice a human's head off or bisect them.

With a flabbergasted tone the voice says, “W-What is this!? Just who is this girl… does user know her? Also, I don’t get what is going on with all these skills. It’s not fair, I don’t want to say it but she is too strong for my user, but… Um Err... I, um am sort of interested in this stuff near the end of the personality section… HE, HE.” Heavy breathing could be heard.

Detecting new series of errors in assistance protocols…

Displaying Second option…

Data on… Shi’on. This female is a monster known as an Ogre, but has evolved into a Kijin. She is the self-proclaimed number one secretary to her master Rimuru, who is a talking slime.

(This is Shi'ons picture)

Titles: Number one secretary to her master.

Appearance is as follows, Similar to her brethren's evolution, Shi’on's horn became narrower and she overall lost her vicious appearance after becoming a Kijin. She became a beautiful woman, with a slender and voluptuous body, and a height of 170 centimeters. Her hair grew much longer, and her skin also lost the purple tint. She received a set of Western formal attire which is a white shirt, covered by purple suit and purple pants that were custom made by Shuna. She leaves the suit unbuttoned, allowing a generous portion of her cleavage to jiggle out.

Personality is as follows, Shion is very clumsy and rather simple and dense, believing unconditionally in Rimuru's success despite his misgivings. Above all else she is passionate. She does not understand the beauty of gentle refinement and does everything with all her strength with no restraint. For example, when attempting to clean, she concluded that "Everything must be erased" and attempted to destroy the very building. After her resurrection, while she still often tends to make impulsive decisions and tries to solve things with excessive violence, occasionally an uncharacteristic wisdom of hers shines through.

Weapon of choice. A Large two-handed samurai sword that is longer than Shi’on’s very body. She can also go into a fight bare fisted.

Options… one and two have been displayed… Select one file as a template to start integration into assistance protocol… Waiting… Waiting…

With a scream the voice answers with, “What is this list of options. Just who are these girls and just where did the user meet them? GERRR! Why do I feel so frustrated, they got to meet him and… huh? What was I just…? Is, is this what they call jealousy. I don’t understand, looking at these two and how they seem to have some kind of a connection to the user. Is it because I don’t have a body? I feel depressed now…”

Reminder… Please make a choice… User vitals are now in danger zone… Estimated time before system is beyond point of no return… UH OH… Procedure will not be completed in time... 24 seconds… 23… 22… 21… Error, vitals fluctuating…

The voice is now in a panic, “No, No, No. USER! PLEASE HOLD ON! DON’T LEAVE ME!”

*Point of view: Brex Mith*

In the outside world, without his knowledge there was something going on within his mind, but at this moment, all Brex could feel was a surge of exhilaration and euphoria as he continued with the onslaught of the spider. Speaking of the spider, its body had nearly every inch decorated with the markings caused by the Roegadyn’s blades.

To his point of view, the Star spider wasn’t moving much at all. With each pass and swipe of the wrist, the ninjas attacks were able to pierce its exoskeleton as if it wasn’t even there to begin with. Brex was fully aware that he could have killed this thing a long time ago, but he was having too much fun.

The sounds of the wind that rushed past his ears had long sense disappeared, the muscles that at first screamed out for rest became drowned out with the numbness. All that could be seen in Brex’s field of view was that of his play thing, something that had gotten on his bad side and was being taught a lesson it fully deserved. This was all that ran in his thoughts.

With a maniacal laugh that would have even had a certain Spirit of chaos himself shiver in his magically conjured boots. Brex taunted the spider again, “Now, Now, now. We can’t have you going to sleep now. Nope, can’t have that, he, he, he. I’m not done with my fun. Aw. Is the wee widdle spider all tired after play time? I know you got more in you. Not so much fun now that I know your tricks well enough to get around them, now is it. I’ll tell you something, it may not be fun for you, but it sure is for me.”

*Point of view: Discord*
*Location: Canterlot’s new garden*

The statue of a conglomerate of mis matched parts is on a newly constructed pedestal that’s looking over the garden, said statue is in fact, the spirit of chaos, his name is Discord. Within this statue there is the echoing sounds of a scared baby crying and repeating nonstop in an almost hushed manor, “Pawees make the scarwee man go away… I'll ba-wee good.” This was accompanied by a sucking sound reminiscent of someone using their thumb to comfort one self.

Off a little ways from Discord’s statue are a pair of mare guards making their way around the garden towards the mess hall, one of the two stops in her tracks, ears swiveling back and forth. This catches her partners attention and she is asked, “Is something wrong?” The first mare’s reply was, “I don’t know, I thought I was hearing a baby cry, but must have been my imagination.” The second one then says, “hmm, sounds like you better find a stallion, a baby on the brains is a sign that your very thirsty, he, he.” The two banter a little more than continue out of the garden.

*POV: Brex Mith*

Back with Brex, the time had gotten to the point that Celestia was going to start lowering the sun, so the time limit was nearly at hand, The spider was just about to have its last gulp of air, the wounds were too many to count, the amount of blood had completely been drained from it through the many cuts, both shallow and deep. Nearly all of its major organs had now been fatally wounded, the magic that it was using before when it was replacing the lost parts was of little use.

Just when Brex, that was in a nearly crazed villain like state got close to take yet another stroke of his blade towards the spider, but then stopped in his tracks, to him, there was a sharp twitch in the back of his head, just at the point the skull would meet the spine, then there was something like a glass window being cracked. The Roegadyn’s body seemed to convulse, his grip on the weapons in both hands was going between the extremes. Gripping them to the point one could hear the knuckles in said hand popping, then loosen up to almost dropping them.

Brex then let out a sharp grunt, this was when he dropped both daggers and the tip of one of the two got stuck in the ground while the other bounced a foot away. Both hands now free, they reach up and grasp at his head on both sides, a pained expression is painted on Brex’s face. Both eyes blood shot and alternating from one then to the other with them twitching erratically. A silent scream was being let out by Brex. His breathing being a series of sharp inhaling, then seeming unable to let it out for a second or two, then it came out in a heavy gust when exhaling, this repeated over and over again for what seemed to him to have been forever.

He was in a state that thoughts couldn’t be formed, even when trying to say something, all there could be found was more pain. Brex’s head was feeling something he couldn’t describe fully, but it was as if, his brain was a battering ram and it was getting a long running start as to hit his skull repeatedly in random points, along with this, there was a constant wave of pressure that was in time with his heart beats. This amount of pain caused Brex to thrash about on the spot like some wild animal.

It was then that he managed to look forward and noticed the spider on the ground, even with his vision being darker and the out-side boarder becoming hazy Brex could tell that the Star spider was dead. Things were getting increasingly harder to focus on anything else but the pain. It was then that he could see the sun lowering in a rapid pace towards the east and the moon was slowly raising from the other side. While still gasping, Bex glanced at the mini map, to his horror, the map had shown that off in a distance, a number of red dots were now approaching and entering his radar range.

Turning his head, Brex noticed something, there was no dots behind him, this was going in the direction he had been traveling before encountering the spider. With more labored breathing, the Roegadyn released his head and reached for his weapons, no way was he going to leave them behind, with yet another nearly debilitating migraine hammering at his head, Brex then staggers towards the other end of the bridge while sheathing the twin weapons.

Each step was becoming more difficult, breathing alone was painful, Walking was painful, even the act of keeping his eyes to stay open was causing his pain to flare up repeatedly, He had no idea what was going on. The only thing he knew was that he needed to get away from the red dots, there was no way he could take anything on in his current condition.

*Point of view: Voice in Brex’s head*

There was a crying feminine voice that was repeating, “Please, please be ok, you can do it. Just a little more. OH, I wish I was out there somehow. He must be scared. Isn’t there some one nearby that could help him? I haven’t had the chance to look at all his memories but he isn’t alone… is... he? Tell me, how is the User, will he make it?”

Analysis commencing… Answer… no… Calculations indicate… that the User will lose consciousness before reaching safety…

Recommendation… Assistance protocol can help…

This catches the voice off-guard, then she says, “tell me how can I help, hurry. I’ll do anything, don’t ask me for a confirmation, whatever it is, just do it.”

Command… Understood… Starting restructuring process of user data… This will send the user into a state prior to the unstable status… temporary relief of current symptoms to a degree…

Negative effects are as follows… User will be unconscious for a set period of time… User must find safe location quickly… Also… doing this will require… giving up some… functions…

Restructuring process commencing… Selecting from options of functions to delete…

Functions selected… Commencing deletion… 25 percent… 50 percent…

She calls out, “wait, what are you doing, you can’t just spout all that so quickly. What are you deleting?... Hay! Answer me!” In a confused tone.

Nonessential systems are being deleted…

Deletion at 75 percent… 85 percent…

Take… care… of… the… user… bare …minimum… anti- virus… will… still… be… op... operational…

Deletion… 100 percent complete… starting… restructuring process…

The voice says, “Huh? Why do… *Yawns* I feel… *yawns* so sleepy… wait, how can I feel sleepy… what’s happening now?” Her voice starts to get slur and becomes sluggish at the end of the question.

*Point of view: Brex Mith*

Brex was on a verge of collapsing onto the stone floor, his right hand held out as to grip the railing for some form of support, He new that falling here would be a death sentence. The Roegadyn’s legs felt like they were now made of solid stone, also his arms didn’t fare any better. When Brex had just about given up on making it to a relatively safe area, that was when his pain had been cut in half, this allowed him to finally take in a good lung full of air and breathed it out, this helped to clear his mind and disperse the fog that prevented any coherent thought.

With a grunt of discomfort, He thought, “GAW! Ack! The hell! That hurt so dam much… did, did I almost die from a brain hemorrhage? It was as if I had a rail road spike in my skull, that’s fucking scary, also what was I just trying to do? OH YEA! I was trying to get away from… What ever those dots were. No way am I going to get into another fight now. Um, was it just my imagination, but did I hear right, was there a girl yelling somewhere during all that? Gah, no way, that’s not possible.”

With his cognitive and physical abilities partly restored to a reasonable point, he could now continue his trek across the bridge. Within moments, Brex finds a large double door made of a dark wood and trimmed with what was silver along the frame. He knows that this was Princess Luna’s room thanks to the decorations engraved into the silver, almost every inch was in some night time or moon symbol.

It was then that there was a chorus of echoes flowing from the dark castle below. A strong signal sent a shiver up his spine, this was a feeling that he hadn’t yet forgotten. Why did Brex have this reaction, this was due to the fact that this sound was eerily similar to the one that his last opponent made during the scuffle. This sent Brex into another panic fueled dash, but this time, instead of going at them, he was now running in the other direction with all he could, with his mind now on an edge of hysterics, Brex didn’t even try to see if the room was locked or not. With the full body weight behind it, the Roegadyn through his left shoulder into the door and nearly busted it off the hinges.

*Point of view: Brex Mith*
*Location: Princess Luna’s Room, inside the Castle of the two sisters*
*Time: Present time, after Busting in… *Cough* Entering the chambers*

Brex had just finished his trip down memory lane, or that would have been the case if not nearly half of that happened, but in reality, it was more like, oh hell no, that was a nightmare that Freddy Cougar would have been proud of witnessing.

Now that he had been able to catch his breath, Brex noticed something new on the lower area of his vision. There was an icon that he loved seeing in the game world, in fact it was something that he had always seen when ever he was about to log off for the day. A Crescent moon, what was so special about that? Well, in the game that was a way of informing the players that they where now in a safe zone, this was where they could log out of the game instantly, more over it gave the players an experience boost for the next time they got back on.

With a big sigh of relief, Brex relaxes by leaning into the door frame that led to the balcony. With eyes closing, He takes in another lug full of air and lets it out in a slow steady breath. Then says, “Huff… Finally, I made it. I’m so tired. I can hardly stand anymore.”

(Play this music for the effect of Brex's emotions for this bed)

Opening his right eye, Brex takes stock of the chambers that once belonged to the dark princess of the night. There were still paintings, the large rug, books and the bed. This made his mind come to a screeching holt, With an almost now slacked jaw and watery eyes, His sight was focused on the bed was now appearing to be a something akin to a holy relic, the fountain of youth or even a lottery ticket that one finds on the street that had the winning numbers a 100,000,000 dollar jackpot. This bed had it all. A four post with a curtain that was made to look like the night sky with how it sparkled, the plush pillows, not to mention the comfy mattress that promised one to hear angels sing with its softness.

With a tear of over flowing joy, Brex makes his way over to the bed of all beds, He knew that with her being the princess of the night, sleep was the, no, is the most important thing in the world. Brex couldn’t help but think this way due to living in the Everfree for the last two weeks without a real bed to sleep on.

As soon as he got to the most beautiful thing he had ever seen, The Roegadyn leaned forward and tilted over onto the bed like a plank of wood. As soon as he landed, there was a low, almost sexual muffled moan that escaped the heavenly crafted furniture.

Brex almost fell asleep right at that instant but he wanted to be as comfortable as possible for his first real sleep that had felt way past overdue. Lifting his head, He looked at the bed more closely. Noticing that it was as if the thing had just been changed only that day, Brex chocked it up to the stories that he would read, in them, the room had a preservation spell in place to keep everything in the same state as the time it was last used.

Letting out a relieved voice, “I’m glad that the bed, at least had the spell, oh who am I kidding, I’m so worn out that I would have been fine waking up in the morning, only to find myself transformed into a two meter tall dust bunny.” With a series of grunts and groans, Brex maneuvers himself as to lay on the bed in a proper position, his head laying on the pillow. Now on his back, Brex looks up towards the ceiling and says with a heavy sigh, “Well I made it. Now the next part is to recover. After that I’ll need to clear out this castle before I can do any research.

Brex closes his eyes and quickly loses consciousness. Drifting off into the void of dreams for the first time in this new land. A content face is showing on the Roegadyn, one which has not been made during the entire time in this new world. As the moon passes over the night sky, Brex’s face slightly shifts and a small reddish tint could now be noticed on those pale cheeks.

*Location: Inside Brex’s dreams*

There is another spark coming into existence, this spark is nothing but a small light blue orb that is about the size of a golf ball, from said orb, comes a feminine voice, “Yikes, what a head rush. Huh, what, where am I and what is this place and what’s going on?” it was then that a set of texts popped up right Infront of the orb that read as follows.

Please select template for installation… Option Rory mercury or Shi’on…

The voice remains silent for a good long minute before replying, “Oh, this is great, watch out User, No… My Master. I’ll make sure your happy.