A Roegadyn in Equestria

A Roegadyn in Equestria.

Chapter 7: A very good night sleep.

*Point of view: Unknown*
*Location: in the dreamscape of Brex*

(Play this music)

In the void there is a small orb of light that is floating in place. Surrounded by a sea of faintly lit stars off in the distance. The closer ones are drifting around at a slow, random course that seems to shift now and then, they gave off the feeling that these things were alive in some form or another. With no real sound anywhere around, this would have made any that have found themselves here to be uncertain and a bit afraid in this situation, but for some reason it gave off a calming effect. One would call it a reassuring and tranquil environment even.

The orb, that was the one thing that stood out among this setting moved around by bobbing and making its way back and forth in a figure eight motion, then a semi-circle. This went on for some time and was shifting its colors from the light blue to a pink color, then back again. This was an unusual pattern of actions, but from another point of view one would think that this orb was in fact, dancing for some reason.

After what seemed like ten minutes, the orb then slowed and came to a full stop. The light that was being given off from said orb was getting stronger. Its form was then slowly but gradually becoming larger. When a full minute had passed, the orb that was but that of a small ball, the size of a golf ball, was now just larger than a watermelon.

When the time had passed the two-minute marker, the light had grown and began to shift its form to an oval shape and was about the size of one of those small body pillows that were around, three and a half foot long. At the three-minute marker, the light condensed and was now sharpening the outline of the new form.

As the time drew closer to hitting the four-minute marker, the light was dyeing down to a fraction of what it once had. Then as its form became more defined, a set of arms and legs were now being molded, this was proceeded by the rest of it showing areas that were getting thinner, while some other only grew and widened.

Once the time had reached five minutes, the light has grown weaker and was now only showing as a faint outline of what was now floating in the dreamscape. The form was of a young woman, if standing up right, one would say she was roughly at 4 foot, 10 inches tall. With flawless light pale skin, unlike Brex who was leaning to what could be seen on a vampire level, but she had that milky tone to it.

Her straight hair was raven black, this ran along enough to reach just past her hips but is cut over the area in front to keep it out of her eyes. The lips had a shade of pink lipstick on them. A petite body that had the allure capable of sending anyone that had a thing for the younger ones to start drooling at the very instant that they caught sight of her figure.

With a breast size that had to be an A-cup. This only added to the body as a whole for what could only be considered the perfect body frame for a Lolita goddess. After a few seconds of this new being coming into existence did the faint glow that was still present did something new, it began to cover the females’ body, as it did so, it takes on what could be considered to be a form fitting, white translucent body suit. When it had the chance to completely wrap its hosts body from the very head and all the way down to the toes, did it shine one more time, the light was strong enough that one would have had no choice to shield their eyes.

When the light died down, all that was present was a woman wearing long flowing black hair with a black ribbon as a hair ornament. The clothing is a reminiscent of Earth's Gothic Lolita culture, which were a black dress with red frills, black stockings supported with garters and on her feet were red boots.

With a small smile on those lips, the female parts her mouth open and lets out a content sigh, she also begins to stretch her limbs to the sides. After the light stretching, she brings both of her hands forward and in front of her face, with eyes of crimson red casting an appraising glance at the palms facing her, she gives them an experimental flex, the fingers move as she tests each one and forms them into a gesture, then another of hand gestures, a few being a flat hand, then the piece sign that was followed with a fist, she then moves on with the wrists as she turns them over, then back again to the first position.

(Stop the music)

(This picture is Rory Mercury.)

The young woman, then let out a gentle, innocent laugh, but in a delicate way it sounds as if it had a small amount of mischief behind it. She then says, “Oh, my. Well, this has turned out quite well I must say. HE, HE, and I do so love this outfit. Its both functional and stylish. How can something be so cute and sexy at the same time”. She then lets out a sqwee of excitement. “I can’t wait to show myself off to User. Wait, I can’t call him user, hmm. What should I say when I see him, this will be our first meeting so I’ll need to make a good impression.”

While pondering over her current predicament, the woman continued to float in place for a few minutes, during that time, she was talking to herself, all the while having a blush on her face reminiscent to a girl that has a crush. After a short time, the woman brings her hands up to cover her face and lets out an, “What am I thinking, I can’t do that, I-I-I can’t… can I? We hardly know each other. Well, I know him, thanks to having some time to look over his memories, but he doesn’t know me, um, but he does, no that’s not right, he knows this girl. Wait! I’m this girl now, right? No, I’m not her, but I’m almost like her.

She then shakes her head and gives off a determined look in her eyes, she then brings her right hand up and makes a fist before proclaiming, “What am I doing, I’m Rory Mercury now. I have the data imprinted into my being, so that makes me her! Therefore, why am I showing weakness, I know what I want, so I’m not backing down. I want to make sure my… my… M-M Master is happy!” With another Sqwee of excitement, the now named Rory covers her face with both hands once again and speaks past them, “Calling him master is not what Rory would say, I know this, but I can’t help it. Calling him that just sends shivers through out my body. Oh My God, this feels so good, oh that’s right, Rory has a god. Hmm, I wonder if it’s something that will have some effect in this world the… M-Master is in.” This sends her into another set of fits but this time she has a small spasm. With this her eyes widen and she grows even redder, along with what could only be a small amount of heat and steam coming off from her face.

After Rory had enough time to take back control of her body, she then looks inside herself to see just what has happened and notices something that catches her off-guard, deep inside her many layers of data is the program that controls the Anti-virus, along with the analyzing systems as well.

With an amused smile she lets out a small chuckle, “I see what you did there, integrating most of yourself into me while getting rid of the self-activating sub routines, Thanks for the help. But don’t worry, I’ll make the programmer proud for the two of us.” With a morbid laugh, she shakes her head lightly while holding her arms out in a shrugging gesture, she continues with, “Looks like I really am Rory the reaper, I already have one soul pass by me and onto the next place. But, unlike before, I won’t be asking for help, I’ll be the one that will be helping.”

Regaining her composure, Rory takes in a deep breath and with a motion like that of some one diving into a pool of water, she glides through the dream scape in search for the one she calls master. It was about time that she could finally meet him face to face.

*Time: 10 minutes later*

With an annoyed tone, Rory yells out, “Just how big is this place, also how can it be this hard to find my Master!” Freezing in place Rory reaches down and places both her hands over the skirts front and pushes it between her thighs. She then lets out a low moan, with a pained expression of some one trying to hold something in, the girl screams at the top of her lungs, well, the equivalent to what one may have in the dream scape of a Roegadyn’s mind.

“GAW! Where are you! What is with this feeling between my legs, it burns, also why do I have the need to rub my thighs together!” She couldn’t understand these feelings too well, with her only having a body for the first time for less than 15 minutes, the young woman had no idea what was going on with this new body.

All that she could think on this was that it had something to do with the real Rory’s nature, but that didn’t make sense, she wasn’t this…, it was then that she came to a realization that hit her like a falling house, she… she was Horny, not only that, it flared up when ever she had him on her mind and along with when she spoke of him, just like when she screamed out the word master. Eyes showing signs of moistness the girl re-doubles her attempt to find her… Master, but not without the feeling coming and going in bursts whenever he was on her mind too much.

Nearly thirty minutes had passed now, Rory was now breathing hard, sweat was dripping down her face, in fact one could tell it wasn’t just there, but her whole body seemed to show a small amount in the areas the skin was visible. Now and then she would let out a low moan as she pressed her thighs into one another. A thin line of drool was showing on the corner of her pink lips. The way she was traveling had been one a majestic swimmer when she had started the search. But now she was having a hard time keeping the needed movements, as this only caused her more frustration.

She had access to the Roegadyn’s memories, but for some reason there were some that she just couldn’t get into. In attempting to search for an answer during the hunt for her master, she only hit one wall after another, but something just kept preventing the needed information from her grasp. Maybe she had to get to her master so the info can be granted. This was just torture for the woman.

At that moment, Rory noticed something that was coming into her field of vision, it was small, in fact if she hadn’t looked in its direction at that moment, she may have missed it and had flown by it completely. She approached it quickly and then stopped right In front of it. What she had seen was a small door, the kind one would see inside of a person’s house, it was an egg white color, the handle was a brass type where you simply pull the handle up or down to open it.

With a trembling hand, Rory takes hold of the doors handle and push’s it down, a small click was let out from the mechanism and the door opened just enough to make a small crack that could allow someone to peek into the room.

From just outside, Rory was leaning over, this caused her butt to stick out and allowed the sight of a pair of dainty thighs that seemed as if the concept of not rubbing themselves was a foreign idea. But at the same time, the mini skirt was still able to conceal her private area.

Rory was currently peeking into the room with her crimson-colored right eye, she squinted as to try and get as much of the room into her mind as thoroughly as possible. Much to her surprise, the room was barren aside from her master, who was at that moment laying on the ground in what seemed to be a pile of leaf’s and twigs. She then realized that this must have been how he had to sleep while in the Everfree woods.

This sight caused the woman to clench her hand into a tight fist, how tight one might ask, well consider this, take the idea of an empty soda can and was then crushed in a strong man’s grip, ok, now take that cans fate, but in place of a can, think of an object that was made of a solid piece of titanium having it self be in Rory’s grasp right now. In other words. She was pissed off.

In her mind, Rory had this to say, “Master doesn’t deserve this treatment, even in his own mind this is unacceptable. Not even a pillow to lay his tired mind down on, he has a room, but no bed, there isn’t even any furniture. Does he think so little of himself to even consider that he is privileged to common comforts?” A single tear cascades down Rory’s face, unlike earlier, this was not one from a form of sexual frustration, but of pure sympathy.

She then opened the door all the way, but did make an attempt to not cause enough noise as to wake her master from the deep slumber to which he truly needed right now, even the idea of waking up his dream self was an affront that she couldn’t bring herself to do.

Taking a few tentative steps towards her Master, Rory approaches without making much noise. Her footsteps left a light thud with each step but along with each one of these her heart began to beat much faster. Soon her own heartbeats overlapped those of her footsteps, it was then that she realized that her heartbeats were so loud that it was all that she could hear.

(Play this music)

Rory thought to herself, “I need to calm down, I need to calm down, oh please don’t wake up, please don’t wake up.” She was getting much more excited than she realized. The mantra that she was reciting was having very little effect on the situation.

With a shake of the head, she looks away from her master and glances at the empty room. Then thought, “Hmm. If I’m in his mind, then that means I’m one with him…” this sent a series of jolts and waves of heat that she had yet to experience before to course through her body like some sort of flood gate had gotten torn down.

Stifling a moan, she bites her lower lip and wraps her arms around the upper part of her own body as if this would help in containing this new wave of emotions. Rory’s knees couldn’t help but nearly buckle but she was able to prevent herself from collapsing to the floor like a sack of rocks.

She had intended to lead her last line of thinking to say something along the lines of, they are connected, so that means that she could be able to affect this dream scape, thereby doing some renovations to her master’s room. Unfortunately, she wasn’t in the right state of mind to consider going through with the whole thing, but instead she looked towards her master and quickly waved her right hand across the room, the gesture was that of some one saying, Begone with you, I need something else now!

This however was not something she had meant towards her master, no, this was to the disgrace of a sleeping arrangement under him. The pile of leaf’s and swigs finished without a trace and a large bed appeared below Brex, it then slowly lifted him as it raised from the ground until it was at an appropriate height.

She instantly noticed that her masters face had shifted from that of some one that was just dealing with how uncomfortable they were to that of one in bliss. This sent a new shiver down her spine, this one how ever was not of the sexual nature, but it did give her the same feeling none the less.

Rory then approached her masters newly made bed and stood off to the side, she was now near his head and gazing at her master’s face with her own that resembled that of a very hungry female, face flushed red, and heart racing even faster, the area below was now burning so much that she could have sworn that it was moist, she wasn’t sure if this was from sweating or something else. Noticing this she shakes her head and begins to chastise herself.

In her mind she says, “what’s gotten into you, you’re acting like some crazed animal. Uh, Gaw, Nuuw, what is all this, I can’t think stra-te any…more~” a thick line of drool escapes the right side of her mouth and lands on the beds edge. Her whole body is on fire, along with all this, Rory’s mind is becoming hazier.

The young woman staggers a little in place and by mistake, leans in and lands on the bed. This puts her in the following position. Her master laying on his back in the center of the bed, check mark there. Rory is now half way on the bed and facing down, her face looking right at Brex’s that is but a few inches away, check mark there too. She can almost feel the small vibrations on the bed that is caused by his breathing, she could see the large muscular chest raise and fall. She could see his face so close up now. This sends Rory’s mind into melt down mode.

With her mind in a thick hazed state, she slowly climbs onto the bed and sits right next to her master, her big, strong looking master. This sight only deepens her haze, Rory’s breathing is becoming haggard and heavy. The woman’s body was now nearly convulsing with what could be called excitement of a carnal nature.

She was reaching with her right hand towards her master’s waist, her fingers were just about to make contact when she snapped out of it enough to pull back her hand. Rory had now a terrified face, she looked to her very hand that was about to do something and then back to her master’s face. She then thought, “What was I about to do to him! I, I, I was about to... while he was sleeping… I’m, not going to do something like that to him. He, he would hate me if he found out that I was about to rape him while he slept!”

That very thought caused Rory to snap back to her senses and calm down to a manageable point. The very idea that her master may end up hating her was something that she didn’t want at all. This was as sobering as a drunk person at a party suddenly being told that their parents showed up and are looking for them.

This quickly made it possible for the young woman to regain control. Even with her body now under wraps, Rory was still showing a dejected and self-loathing face, the once red blush that was prominent on her cheeks was now a ghostly white with fear. She thought, “I could never do something that would make him hate me. I don’t want that at all, I’ll respect his wishes and hold off. If he should ever ask… no, I wouldn’t consider it a question, all he has to do is tell me and I would let him do anything that his heart wanted.”

Rory then takes a large gulp and ready’s herself, she then thinks, “ok, I just need to calm down, master has just gone through a lot, he is hurting, I-I-I am just going to lay with him and try and sooth him so he can get a good night sleep, yea! Ha, ha, ha, that’s right, that’s all I’m doing.” A new blush appears on her face as she gets closer. “We are still fully clothed, there is nothing going on here, *Gulp*. I’m just snuggling, with our… body’s… in… contact…, dam it Rory, control yourself! I don’t think the character that this body was modeled after was meant to be so horny.”

After a very lengthy internal discussion, she snuggles up to Brex and positions her petite body so that he was pressing her self along his left side, her head laying on his arm as to use it as a pillow for herself. Making sure that she was pressing everything onto her master, she leans in and places her left arm across his stomach while her left leg straddles his.

With a harder blush, Rory’s eyes look into a random direction and says in a low whisper as to not wake up her master…” what, I said I wouldn’t rape him, but this will make him feel good none the less, also I… can... get… something… too.” She then press’s harder into her master’s body and lets out a content sigh. Rory’s hand begins to gently rub Brex’s stomach through his clothing, this elicits a change in his face. In turn Rory’s face going from that with a sexual lust that was kept in check to that of one with hearts in her eyes as she feels as she did something for her master.

Just as her mind was being affected with the feeling of fatigue, she closes her eyes and lets her mind drift off to sleep. Well, that’s what would have happened if it wasn’t for the fact that her masters left arm had shifted a little and was now laying his big… strong… hand on her rump. This causes a barely contained lustful moan to escape from Rory’s lips.

Brex’s hand that was now on Rory’s butt was in the act of groping her assets slowly. She couldn’t tell if this was intentional or accidental. But this wasn’t an unwanted sensation. At first all he did was squeeze, but after awhile Rory’s face was getting flushed again, she could tell that she was now drooling and it was getting on her masters clothing on the upper section of his shirt.

The next to happen had caught Rory completely off guard. Her master’s fingers that seemed to be content with the groping was now doing something else, this new act as of them slowly going under her skirt, this wouldn’t have been too much for her to handle. But the fact that a finger was now making its way between her ass cheeks and is now forcing its way closer to her private area.

One could now see Rory’s breath as she exhales, sweat was showing on her face. Her legs where currently squirming but she was still trying not to move too much to wake her master up. She then thought, “Is, is he doing this on purpose, no, he’s asleep in both out there and in here, this Huff, Huff… must be his subconscious. Oh, why does this feel so good, I’m so dam excited… could it be I’m turned on with this situation… what was it called, I know it was in his memories some place, Huff, I can’t stand it.”

She continued to try and understand, why was it that she was so turned on by this. The fact that she was being molested by her master without him even knowing, the fact that she herself has to try desperately and not wake him up or make too much noise. This was driving her mad and she couldn’t figure out how it was that she loved it only fueled her fire.

Rory screamed in her mind, “MORE, DO MORE PLEASE. THIS IS SO DAM HOT.” As luck would have it, her master’s hand had just then, used a finger to lightly brush up on her panties, the spot that he had just made contact was right over her most intimate area which was also at that moment soaked with her fluids. The so-called Rory the reaper, was now, in a way, having her soul reaped from her as the touch sent a new, more intense bolt of lightning into her nethers.

Her eyes where now wide as possible, tears streamed from the sides. She was biting her lip, which was nearly drawing blood. From behind her closed mouth there was a low type of high-pitched shriek, she was now breathing heavily from her nose. Her hand that was on her master’s stomach, is now clutching at the fabric with all her hand strength to the point her knuckles were now turning white.

As for her legs, they where now twitching almost uncontrollably as they try to hold still, one could see that even with the red boots on, her feet must be painfully straight at this point. When it came to her hips, now that was a whole other matter entirely. There were times that it shuttered, then jerked as Rory attempted to get some pleasure from making contact with her master’s leg. Then there were a few times that it was basically vibrating.

Inside Rory’s mind all she could do was bathe in the foreign feeling that had just assaulted her. She was in the body of what could be one of the most powerful females known, and yet she was just taken down by her master, more so that he had done so without realizing it. She didn’t mind that at all. She then thought to herself as the pleasurable experience was causing her mind to have trouble keeping her train of thought, “Dam, is this… what its… like to… have… a… body?” Just as she was about to black out, her masters finger moved again.

Rory quickly noticed this and with how sensitive she was right now all she could think was, “Oh, MY…Huff, this… is…Huff, going to be… a long… night~” Now with an ecstatic grin, the formally known as Rory the reaper, was now rolling her eyes into the back of her head and a line of drool was leaving her mouth as her tongue hanged off to the side. Another wave, just then crashes into Rory and causes her mind to go blank.

(Can stop the music now)

*Point of view: Break Down*
*Location: Canterlot, Inside the guard’s barracks *
*Time: Forty minutes past midnight*

Inside the barracks for the Solar Guards, there is a brown haired and lighter brown mane stallion sitting on a plush, amber colored sofa that could have seated four. The individual went by the name, idiot, moron, and most commonly of all, a bucked-up dick of a stallion. Formally however, He goes by Break Down.

Before Break Down, there was a coffee table that was the same length as the sofa. Just after that is another sofa of the same design. On said other sofa, sat another stallion that had on a uniform that showed off a number of metals that ranged from commanding others, to being honored for bravery in combat.

The one wearing it was called Beat Down, this would happen to be Break Down’s father. The two were at this moment looking towards one another without saying a word. The seconds went by as the large standing grandfather clock within the room, was going Tick, Tock, Tick, Tock. With each passing sound from the grandfather clock, Break Down was, well, he was breaking down.

With a large amount of sweat running down his muzzle, Break Down didn’t look all that great. With his eyes quickly darting to the coffee table, then back up to his father, the son appeared to be in a scene where the parents had found a bad report card from school and was about to reprimand the child. Witch in this case, wasn’t all that far off.

The father, Beat Down looked towards his son with eyes of a parent that was not disappointed, no, it was of anger. He then talked in a cold tone that just oozed with malice, “Care to tell me, just what it is that I see on the table tonight?”

Break Down responded with a trembling tone, “It, It’s a letter. I think.” This did not gain a reaction from his father. In fact, the room only felt emptier, as if the life within the air had just been slain. It was then that Break Down wanted more than anything, that the hydra from that day earlier had eaten him. That would have been far more preferable to this scene.

Beat Down, after a long pause, let out a shallow breath and leaned in, elbows resting on his knees and hands clasped before his chest. Narrowing eyes fell on his son. Then in a whisper he said, "It is a letter, to be more precise. An official letter for reporting the conduct of those in the guard. If you’re not aware, these can be sent into the higher ups by even the lower ranked member within the solar guard.”

Break Down had just then let out a gasp. He then asked, “What does it say then?” he was not sure what could have been said. If he was in this room and it involved the letter, then some one must have been slandering his impeccable stainless name.

The father Beat down, reached for the much talked about item and opened it slowly, while doing so, his eyes never left his son. Beat Down then cleared his throat before saying, “Well now, shall we both have a gander? Now let’s see, ah yes, here we go.”

He then clears his throat again, “To Captain of the guard, Spear head. I have a grave matter to inform you on. Earlier today, while on patrol, my patrol group which is comprised of the three standard members, one commanding officer, and two lower rank officers who are myself, Swirl Sugar and Shadow Lily as the lower officers, along with our commander Break Down. Did in fact have an encounter with a hydra. We did get away, but there was some light damage. However, the real reason I have sent this letter is due to the actions of our commander Break down during the escape.”

Beat Down paused and looked up to his son, who was now sweating so much, one could have confused him of just stepping in from outside while a heavy storm was raging on. The father then slowly looked back down and continued with the letter’s contents.

With a light cough, he said, “During the escape, I was beside Shadow Lily and the commander was directly behind, after giving an unrealistic order, which was in short saying. Stop and fight the hydra to protect me. I will not use the exact wording, as it would not be proper. But, after giving the order, the commander used a spell on an exposed root that was along our path and caused it to wrap around Shadow Lily’s hoof, this caused her to fall.”

Glancing back up to his son, Beat Down paused yet, again before saying, “I take it that you can guess the rest of what is in this letter. It is very fortunate that this came into my hands before the captain had gotten the chance to read it. Your very lucky…” There was a subtle tone that projected to Break Down that he should just nod.

Of course, Break Down did just so, while nodding franticly, he said, “Yes father, very. As for the letter I think I can guess…” Gulping, the son tries to get his composure and speaks. “It-It’s slander, I did no such thing, in fact I have the proof that I did confront the beast.” That was when he reached up and pointed out the rather large lump on his head.

The truth was that that. *air quote* large lump, was in fact a small bruise. Also, it was not from the, *air quote* fight with the beast, as it was more so with the, confrontation with a rock wall. Of course, this did not persuade the father one bit.

Beat down then said, “I’m disappointed with you. Not only did you give such an order, but you tried to sacrifice a member of your patrol group. I don’t know what to say…” He paused again, then continued with, “I’m disappointed that you didn’t do something to the Swirl Sugar as well. You had the perfect opportunity, a hydra, which is known to devour ponies whole right there.”

Bringing a hand to the bridge of his muzzle, the father continued, “it couldn’t have been more laid out for you to get away and look like a hero. There wouldn’t have been anything left that could have linked you to making them die in your place. Then after, you could have reported the beast and led the group to kill it, this would have gained a positive reputation.”

Lowering his hand, he went on more, “just think of it, my son, the survivor. Getting back and alerting the guard about what happened, how the other members of your group stayed behind to slow it down so you could return with the information. Then you could have looked like an honorable knight and killed the beast for your fallen comrades. Only Celestia knows how far that could have boosted your standing with the nobles.”

Break Down looked at his father with an expression of shock and mock dismay. “Father! How could you even say such things, I can’t bel- Pift! HA, HA, HA… I just couldn’t hold it in.” While trying to control his bout of laughter, the son nearly falls on his side onto the sofa.

Beat Down lets out a heavy sigh, then says, “This is no laughing matter son. This could have turned into a huge scandal. Even if the letter can be called out as a lie on its own, all this Swirl Sugar has to do is appear In front of the princess and tell her what happened while under the effects of a lie detection spell.”

The father then continues with, “you know what you have to do now right? It will take at least three days before this Swirl Sugar mare realizes that nothing is happening. That’s when she will go straight to the captain and give the report face to face. When that happens, it will be too late.”

Break Down Nods to this and reply’s, “I understand, from what I have been told, we won’t be placed onto active duty for another two days due to this incident. On the third we can go back out on patrol, that’s when I’ll erase the problem.”

The father Beat Down looks towards his son and gives a slow nod of approval. Then says, “just make sure it’s done right. We can’t have the family name be tarnished after all this time.” He then looks down to his uniform and plucks off one of the metals and shows it to his son.”

He then asks, “Son, do you know how I got this particular one?” Break Down leans in and squints his eyes to look at it closely. Before replying, “No, I’m sure you have yet to speak of that one, how did you get it?”

With a creepy grin, the older pony bares his teeth. Before saying, “forced a group of griffons into a cave, I and along with a full group chased after them. The fighting was long and difficult, but due to being underground, those bird brains couldn’t use their wings too well.”

Turning the metal over in his hands, his gaze lingered on it as if looking into a crystal ball and seeing the scene play out. “There was a sudden cave in, it killed them all. The only one to survive was me. I limped all the way back, then I became a war hero. Ha, HA.”

Suddenly, Beat Down just up and drops it onto the coffee table and laughed even more, after a minute, he then said, “Well that’s the official tale. The truth of the matter was, I had caused the cave in with numerous magic blasts to the supports and brought it down on the griffons, the rest of the group I commanded tried to escape when they realized what I was doing from the mouth of the cave while they were inside.”

Break Down looked at his father, it was not a look of fear, or disgust. He was showing in his eyes that he fully understood what his father was saying. The family he belonged too was a prestigious one. On the higher tier compared to most nobles. The commoners really were nothing but tools to be used.

It was then that the two concluded their little meeting, but not before exchanging a few words on how the earlier problem could be settled with…

*Point of view: Unknown*
*Location: Unknown*

Within a strange place, there was a sky that seemed to be made of random streaks of colors that changed every few seconds. Under this sky was a vast ocean of pure white and gold, was a large oval shaped table that was at the height of three feet, the length could have been close to around ten feet and the table’s width was at about five feet wide. It was made of polished wood that seemed to give off a shine that could have made one think this table was in fact made of metal.

Standing on one side, was a figure shrouded in a white and gold mist. While on the other is a smaller mist like figure, but this one’s color was that of a mix of light blue and purple. They both seemed to be nothing but a gaseous type of life form by the reasoning that they did not move around or dissipate.

The only sound was that of the ground, that happened to be moving somewhat like the calm service of a water and shimmering slightly. The calm silence only continued on, but back to the table and the two mist like figures. something was happening.

The darker one was now inching its way around the oval shaped table in a counter clockwise direction. However, the white and gold one just started to do the same thing, this only ended with the two, after a short time to take the place of the other.

Then this strange act occurred again, then again, each time this was done, the speed of the two only increased. Soon they changed the rotation and started to go in the clock wise direction along with their speed only causing them to become a blur.

It was only until the speeds of these two moving became so much that they appeared to have melded into a solid like line that had been going around said table, did they finally stop so quickly that a small shock wave was created and the one calm ground was disturbed and a wave was sent outwards, soon the ground was back to its former state.

It was then that a female voice was heard that came from the light blue and purple mist. It was talking in a rather annoyed tone, “Just… what… did… you… do… old… man?” there was an underline threat buried in there that promised pain if the reply wasn’t favorable.

With a nervous chuckle, the white and gold mist said, “He, He, He. I have no idea what you’re talking about. I didn’t do anything. I was just looking at the table is all. In no way did I do anything at all… Hee-hee~ I do hope your not insinuating that one went behind your back and poked around on the thing. I’ll remind you that I don’t have a clue as to how the two of you use the dang thing. How could you say that I fiddled with one of the people of a world and lent a hand, and how could you say I went and also downloaded something onto them. I don’t play favorites.” There was a smile and somehow a halo appeared over the mist.

The other just stayed there in its place and didn’t say a thing. Then in a deadpan tone, it replied with, “I didn’t say anything along those lines… care to run all that past me one more time?” this caused the air to feel thick as the larger one’s halo made a cracking sound and it broke in two before it faded into nothingness.

There was a clearing of one throat and then that was followed by a heavy Gulp sound before the first one said, “I-I-I-I uh. May have uh.” *GULP* It was at first in a deliberate slow speed. This felt as if the white and gold mist was trying to buy some time to figure out it’s words.

There was a Tap, Tap, sound that came from the second mist that could have been taken for some one tapping their foot impatiently. Finally, as to figuratively bite the bullet, the white and gold mist figure blurted out the next string of words like a heavy gatling gun in one breath.

“I talked to a girl called the merchant and got her to send one of the intended beings on her list that was intended to be sent to a version of Equestria and asked her to send one that had a relation to the problems going on within a world that I have been watching. But they found out and sent one of their kind over to kill the merchant but as it turns out the one in question interfered and was killed by them.” The mist then takes in another quick breath as to not to lose his momentum.

“Unfortunately, the one that was to be sent turned out to have gotten injured by a powerful artifact and this not only did harm to the body, but the soul as well. The merchant some how already knew what the kid would have gotten and had the items on hand but while in route…” The mist takes in another breath, now around the area where a face should be, it seemed to be turning a shade of purple. At this point its voice was getting a little squeaky.

“The kids’ soul was too badly hurt so we couldn’t send everything with him and I had to hold onto the stuff until said time he was healed, but they had something waiting at the castle of the two sisters and it nearly killed him again so I used the table and hit some symbols and this led to that, a number of windows opened and closed.” Now leaning over with half its form on the table for support, the mist takes another breath of air.

“The table said some things I didn’t understand and asked me a yes or no answer question and I said yes then it did this and that and something was replaced, then repaired, and some things got downloaded and the connection I have with the kid was lost and here we are…” The white and gold misted figure then slides off the tables and lands on the ground. Instead of a thud one would expect, there was a small splash that could have been from hitting a small puddle.

From the second mist like being, there was silence, then more silence, then again, more silence. Finally, it yelled in a very loud and exasperated tone, “DADY!!! WHAT WERE YOU THINKING!!!”