The key of darknessby Tech_PriestChaptersThe new bodyRarity's heavenMission briefingDark side of the mindHiatus (again)The new bodyPicard was in what was probably the most surreal situation ever to be faced by a starfleet officer. He had just been turned into an equine for two days, saved a planet from being eaten by a giant space Kraken, and now one of those ponies from the previously mentioned planet had somehow transported themselves to his location. And she was asking for a bra. “What?” It was all he could ask. “Clothes!!! These things on my chest keep making me lose balance. Oh, they bounce!!!” She looked down. Only her head was on the screen, but they could still hear the small slap sounds. “Uh, miss, what was your name again?” Riker asked, somewhat unsure of how to react. “Pinkie! Actually my name is Pinkamena Diane Pie, but everypony just call me Pinkie” “Right. I will send someone there to help you. Picard out.” “Bye!” The screen turned off. Once again showing only space and the small ship. “What was THAT?” Worf asked, shocked. “I don’t have the slightest idea. Counselor, I think you are the only person here fit for the duty.” Picard said to Troi. “Alright sir.” She went to the turbo lift. “Data, was that anomaly exactly the same type of the one we came through?” “I need further data, but it appears so.” “Damn! What is Q up to this time?” “I am up to nothing.” They looked a Q, who was siting at Deanna’s chair. “I am actually doing someone a favor.” “A favor?” “I have been in a debt with her for about 4000 years, had to pay back somehow.” “Who is ‘her’?” Riker asked. “You will see quite soon. Bye!” He snapped his fingers and disappeared. _________________________________________ Pinkie was the only one up. The other five women were sleeping on the ground. And they all looked normal with the exception of their hair colors. Deanna took a moment to observe them. One had a dark indigo hair with a streak of purple and pink, two had pink hair, one light-straight and Pinkie with a dark-poofy. One had a short hair, with all the colors of the rainbow. One had a purple hair with design that was familiar to Deanna. The last one had a blod hair with a ponytail ending in a red ribbon, and brown cowboy hat on her head. “Hi! Thanks for coming. Did you bring the clothes?” “No, I am going to replicate them here. I just need to get your size.” “Okie-dokie-lokie!” Deanna looked at the sleeping ladies. “Why are they sleeping?” “I dunno. I think it is the natural reaction after having your DNA and body physiology changed so fast. Takes a lot of power, you know.” “I see.” The counselor looked at her. “Then how come you are not sleeping?” “Well, everypony always said that I have an awful lot of energy. Guess the whole transmutation thingy wasn’t enough to burn all of it.” Pinkie said with a smile. “Okay. I have to take the measurements, could you spread your arms?” Pinkie got her arms spread. “Okay. Computer, a pair of feminine underwear. Hip size L Bra size L.” The replicator made it’s work, and a set of underwear was left in it’s compartment. “Here, you get the bra on your chest, there two openings for each breast. The other you get on your waist.” She signalized, pointing at herself. “Okay!” She got dressed. “Now, for the test!” She jumped while looking at her chest. Then jumped again. “Yup! They wont be a problem anymore. What about the rest of the girls?” “We will have to dress them. Lets start with the rainbow hair one. Computer, a pair of feminine underwear, Hip size M Bra size S.” _________________________________________ “Troi to Picard.” “Picard here. How is it going?” “Good. I wish to teleport the six guests to sickbay for a check-up.” “Fine, do it. Picard out.” “Sir, the analysis is done. The anomaly is indeed the same type of the one that we came through.” Data said. “There is no doubt then: They are those 6 ponies.” Riker said. Worf sighed. “C’mon Worf. Don’t be afraid of your girlfriend.” Riker smiled. “I am not afraid. I just don’t know what she will think of me now that I am back to my real form.” “I don’t think she will mind it.” ________________________________________ “So, how are my friends?” Pinkie asked. The other five girls were sleeping at their beds at sickbay. Their life signs showing at the monitors on top of them. “They are fine, they just need a few hours of sleep and... Wait.” She looked at one of the monitors. “She is waking up.” “Applejack was always an early bird. Applejack, can you hear me?” Pinkie asked to the country girl. “Ah cand freet.” She was still a little doozy. “I am sorry, what?” Beverly asked. “Oh nelly! Ah can’t breath!!!” She said, in a much more alarmed tone, gasping for air. “What? But your life signs are nominal, everything is fine. You should...” *RIP* “Ah! Much better!” They looked at the torn up bra the she was holding in in front of her face. “What in tar’ nation is this?” “Silly filly! That is what keeps your boobies from jumping on your chest!” “Boobies?” She looked at her arms and chest, only now realizing that she wasn’t a pony anymore. “What happened to me?” “You have been transformed on a human, just like your friends.” Beverly pointed at Pinkie, who waved to Applejack. “You were the second to wake up. They will be back in no time.” “Okay. Where is my hat?” “Here.” Beverly handed the stetson over. “Thank ya kindly, I think I will sleep a little more.” With that, she lowered her hat so it would cover her eyes and fell asleep again. “So doc, is there anywhere I can go to pass the time?” The bouncy pink haired girls asked. “Go to Ten Forward. I think you know the way.” “Okie dokie then!” Pinkie said, as she happily skipped her way to the bar. A nurse aproached Beverly. “Here are the results of the blood work.” The doctor nodded and looked, her eyes widened at Pinkie’s numbers. “How come she isn’t in coma?” The numbers were clear. With a glucose level of 350.0 mg/dL, mere 5 times the normal count, she had to be at least passed out. But the numbers were high at the insulin levels too . It wasn't just hypoglycemia or diabetes, this girl took the whole blood sugar anomalies to a new level. She could die if she went a day without at least 1 kilogram of sugar.“Well,I guess I just discovered a new genetic disease today. I wonder what I should call it...”The Enterprise’s physician went into deep meditation, trying to pick the best name while asking herself what would get her a Daystrom medicine Award; the new genetic disorder or the data on the behavior of unicorn horns. Rarity's heavenThree hours had passed, and it was time for the sleeping woman to wake up. “Okay, lets do this.” Beverly said. She then injected each one of the 5 a small dose of stimulant. They began to wake up. The first one to react was Twilight. “What happened?” “You have been teleported to our universe. Your bodies have mutated to survive here and...” “MY HORN!!! WHERE IS MY HORN???” Twilight panicked as she ran her hands through her forehead, feeling the lack of the bony protuberance. “Calm down. Humans don't have horns.” “This is. The. Worst. Possible. THING!!!” Rarity said, now fully awake. “And Celestia forbid, but what kind of clothing is this?” She asked, removing her blanket and revealing the underwear. “It is your underwear. It helps you when you have to wear full clothing.” “Yeah!” Said Pinkie, coming out of nowhere. She was wearing a two piece grey suit with a green color on her shoulders. “They also help to control your boobies!!!”. “Well, ah don’t need it.” Said Applejack. “MY WINGS!!! WHERE ARE THEY???” Rainbow Dash had always been a heavy sleeper, and only now she had woke up. “Calm down.” Beverly said. “NO!!! WHERE. ARE. MY. WINGS?” She took a closer look at her entire body. “FOR THE LOVE OF CELESTIA!!! WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME???” “Hush now, quiet now it’s time to lay your sleepy head. Hush now quiet now it’s time to go to bed...” Rainbow fell asleep again. Everyone looked to Fluttershy. “Sorry, it’s just that you know Dash. She would keep screaming. Sorry...” “I had never seen someone fall asleep so fast just with a song. Did you sedate her while I wasn’t looking?” Beverly asked to the pink haired girl. “Well, I do have years of practice...” Fluttershy said in almost a whisper. “I see, as I was saying: You were all transported here by Q. And he said he would explain it later.” “I should have known Discord would be behind this.” Twilight said. “What now?” “Well, I would like to have a word with the tailor. I can’t wear this.” Rarity said. “Rarity!” “We don't have a tailor aboard. This clothes were all replicated.” Beverly said. “Do you have any kind of tissue laying around? I know my way around needle and thread.” “Well, I think I can ask Geordi to program a tailor’s shop program on the holodeck. You would certainly love it.” She said. Rainbow started to wake up again. “Oh boy...” “Fluttershy...” She said, then jumped on the bed. “What happened?!? I still want an explanation!” “Your bodies have mutated to survive here. You were all transported here by Q. And he said he would explain it later.” The physician said. Practically repeating her words. “And my wings?” “Humans don’t have wings. Although, you do have a very athletic body. You could be a hell of a runner.” “Oh man. My wings...” Dash was obviously shocked. “Calm down Dashie. You will get your wings back when we return.” Said Pinkie. “If you don’t mind Beverly, I would like to work on the clothes for me and my friends.” Said Rarity. “Okay. Nurse.” An Asian women raised her head. “Could you take her to Holodeck two? Also, tell Geordi to program a tailors shop for her.” The nurse nodded and came closer. “Okay. This shouldn’t be too hard.” Rarity sat up on the bed, leaving a small chuckle. “I look like Lyra.” She then got her feet on the ground and stood up, taking a few seconds to adjust to the new center of gravity. Then took a step. “You are doing good. Please put this on.” Beverly gave her a suit just like the one Pinkie had. “It’s just until you get to the Holodeck. Having a semi-naked women aboard could cause havoc, you know.” Rarity got dressed and followed the nurse. “What about you five?” “I know!!! We could go see Guinan!!! I told her we are here and I think she will like to see us!!!” Pinkie said with her usual rushed tone. “Fine by me.” Twilight said. “Okay, I mean, if that is okay with you...” “Ah am starving. I am going too.” “I really need a shot of whiskey now.” Everyone looked at Rainbow Dash. “I am going to drink a shot of whiskey! And none of you will stop me like last time!” _________________________ “Sickbay to bridge.” “Bridge, Picard here.” “Our guests are awake. Five of them are at the Ten Forward. Rarity is at Holodeck 2.” “Why holodeck 2?” “She insisted that she had to make her clothes herself.” “I see. Seeing that we have a lot of people today, the meeting will take place in holodeck 4. Make sure our guests are there. Picard out.” “Make her own clothes?” Riker asked. “From what Pinkie told me, she always dresses in style.” Troi said. “She probably panicked when she saw the default civilian clothing. Pinkie told me that would happen.” ______________________________________ “So, what will it be today?” Guinan asked. “Water.” “Green tea. If that is okay.” “Apple pie.” “Blueberry juice!” “Whiskey. And I don’t want to hear a word about it.” “Very well.” “It’s funny Guinan. I thought you would be more different.” Twilight said. “Well, I am different. In the inside, but still. Different. I will get your drinks.” She went back to the bar. “So girls, what do you think about our new appearance?” Twilight asked. “It sucks. Hard.” Rainbow Dash said. “Ah don’t know. I still feel strong. Ah think that as ah never had fancy magic or wings helps me deal with it.” “It’s, uhm, nice. I just feel a little exposed.” Fluttershy said, looking at her own chest. The shirt had been a tight fit. “Yeah, about that: How come your boobies are so big shy? I though Rainbow or Rarity would take the prize!” Pinkie said, causing Fluttershy to blush violently. “No way I would have those things. They would slow me down. I like the fact that mine are small.” Dash said, pointing at her new breasts with pride. “I am more interested in why they exist. Are they useful for something? Or are they just like hair, compleately decorative?” Twilight asked. Guinan came back. “Here. A shot of whiskey. A piece apple pie. A blueberry juice. A cup a green tea and a glass of water.” “Guinan, can I ask you something?” “Sure, what is it?” “Do these boobs have any practical function?” “Ponies are mammals, right?” “Yes, but what does this have to do... Oh.” “What?” Dash asked. “These are mammary glands.” “So, this is what yer are supposed’ to use when feedin yer kin?” Said Applejack, taking a bite of her pie. “Yes.” “Well, that explains why Fluttershy’s are so big!!!” Everyone looked at Pinkie. “Pinkie, how in Celestia’s name is one thing related to another?” Twilight asked. “Well, Fluttershy is very kind and always takes care of everything. She would be an excellent mother. Mothers can't let their kids go hungry. Fluttershy has big boobs, so she can produce a lot of milk and feed them every time they need!!!” Everyone on the table stared between the shy girl and Pinkie. Fluttershy blushing violently. “Pinkie, that makes an terrifying amount of sense and is completely ridiculous at the same time.” Twilight said. “Rarity to Guinan!” “Rarity. How are you using the comm system?” “That nurse taught me how. Are my friends there?” “Yes, we are here.” Twilight said. “Good. Come here. I have finished my creations! Rarity out.” “Well.” Rainbow Dash drank the shot of whiskey in one gulp. “Lets get this over with." _____________________________________ The doors of holodeck opened, revealing an almost perfect replica of the carousel boutique. Several mannequins with bodies almost equal of their friend were there and a very happy looking nurse. Wearing a asiatic looking red dress with a simple design. “There. I hope you like it.” “Thanks. I wish I could stay, but I have to go back to sickbay.” The nurse said with a smile. “It is alright dear. Bye!” Rarity said. As the nurse went, her friends came. “Hi girls! You wouldn't BELIEVE how wonderful this place is! I made outfits for all of us!” “Ah hope it isn’t anything frou-frou.” “No my dear Applejack, it is not ‘frou-frou’ I think we should start by yours.” She pointed at a mannequin. It was wearing jeans pants with a leather belt. The shirt was orange with thin vertical and horizontal red lines. Its sleeves went all the way to the wrists and there was a handkerchief folded in a triangular fashion on the neck. On it’s feet, a pair of leather boots. No high heels. “So, what do you think.” “Ah have to say, Ah’m impressed. This thing looks like it could actually be used on a farm!” “But of course! Could you please dress up while I show Rainbow her outfit?” “Nope. Ah wanna see it.” “Very well. Dash, here is yours.” The mannequin had another jeans, but it was a little thighter this time. It was wearing an light-blue not very long t-shirt , leaving the base of the abdomen exposed. On top of it, an brown leather jacket with long sleeves. Four buttons could be used to close it. On the right side of the chest there was the emblem of the Wonderbolts. On its feet were a pair of white sneakers. “What do you think? I made it so you could still be fast while not being under dressed.” “It’s awesome!!! You even got the Wonderbolts symbol on it!” Dash was almost crushing her jaw from pressing her checks so hard with her fists. “Now, to Fluttershy’s.” The third mannequin was wearing an cream colored sweater. It’s pants were a dark blue, almost black. It was made from what looked like a mix of cotton and wool, but very thin, so it wouldn’t be too hot. It had a pair of heavy work brown boots, of the kind used to walk in dense forest areas, but its bootlegs were hidden inside the pants. “I made yours less conspicuous. But it is still beautiful.” “Thanks Rarity. You really didn’t need to...” “Nonsense dear. Now, To Pinkie’s.” The fourth mannequin had a pink t-shirt much like the one Rainbow dash had, also exposing the abdomen. But underneath it there was a blue shirt, whose sleeves went all the way to the wrists and covered the belly. The pants were also jeans and her feet had a pair of red sneakers. “ThanksRarityitlookssocooliwishitalsohadapartycanonbutithinkthatitwouldn’tfitand...” “Okay Pinkie, calm down. Now, Twilight’s.” Her mannequin had a purple sweater, but it was a tighter then Fluttershy’s, especially around the waistline. The pants were made of black cotton and the shoes were made of black leather, with a tine purple gem on them. The mannequin also had a unique feature on the face: a pair of tiny glasses. They had the form of a semi-circle and it’s frame made of what looked like a black plastic. “Wow Rarity, it is beautiful. But what is up with the glasses? I don’t need them.” “I know, they are only for aesthetic purposes. Every single time i searched for ‘librarian’ on the terminal, the woman would always have a pair of glasses. And if you don’t mind me saying darling, you would look rather cute with them.” “Okay, I will use the glasses. But it is only a test.” “Thanks dear. And now, my dress!” Unlike what Applejack was expecting, Rarity dress wasn’t as ‘frou-frou’ as they thought, it was a single piece of black silk, going from her right shoulder to about three inches under the knees. It didn’t have a handle on the left shoulder, only the right one. On the left side of her waist there were three transparent gems, organized to look like her cutie mark. It’s most singular feature: the gloves. They were white and went all the way to the elbows. “Wow.” It was all Dash said. “I know, right? I think it is one of the best things I have ever made!” There was a glow on Rarity’s eyes. “Picard to holodeck two.” The voice came from the console on the wall. “Holodeck two, Rarity here.” “The meting is about to start, get you and your friends to holodeck 4. Can you do that?” “I can, on my way.” She looked at the the five girls. “Well, we have a appointment.” The stood in place, “Get dressed up!” She said, waving her hands up as they ran towards their respective mannequins. Mission briefingThe holodeck had been programmed to resemble the conference lounge, but with more chairs. Everything was in place, and Picard, Troi, Riker, Worf and Data waited for the 6 visitors. “Sorry for our delay. I had to force Applejack to put her bra on.” Said a woman in a black dress. “Ah am telling ya, ah don’t need any bra!” Said the country girl. “You made all of these clothes in two hours?” Troi said, as all of the six guests had a custom outfit now. “I made seven. The first one I made for the nurse so I could get used to these fingers. What do you think darling?” “Impressive. You literally got their souls on their clothing.” “It is my special talent.” She looked at Worf. “Worf dear. You certanly changed.” “Yes, this is what a klingon actually looks like.” He said. Rarity was now by his side, examining his cranial ridges with an amazed look. She reached her hand to touch them. "Ahem! I don't want to interrupt the two lovebirds, but this guy's wanted to talk to us." Rainbow said. Rarity blushed while Worf seemed to not mind. "Very well. As you already know, my name is Jean-Luc Picard. This is the starship Enterprise. I must ask: do you know any possible reason of why Q would want you here?" "No." Twilight said. "That is because I have no reason." Q had appeared on the other end of the conference table. "Then why are we here?" Twilight asked. "I am paying back a favor. By the way Worf." Q looked at Rarity and left out a whistle. "Damn! I told you all the mares would want a piece. Let me just get her dressed." He vanished on a white flash. Rarity blushed again. "Who is 'her'?" Rainbow asked. "We don't know. He didn't say." Riker said. Q came back with a woman acompaning him. She was about only two inches smaller then Worf. She was wearing a dark grey cape with silver trim and an ornate metal scabbard on a belt around her waist that held a silver sword with a design much like the one used by musketeers. A second belt, black with a siver belt buckle that was shaped like a crescent moon. Her trousers a royal blue, tucked into the long boots that went halfway to her knees and were made of midnight blue tanned leather. Her shirt was a long, close-fitting dress shirt fastened in the front with mandarin buttons, Royal blue with silver trim. A mountain shaped tiara, made of black onyx, on her haed, but it was he hair that gave her identity away: It was translucent, blue like the night sky with small white dots on it. It was waving as if an impossible wind went by it. "Princess Luna!" Twilight and her friends bowed, exept for Pinkie. Who, forgeting that she had changed bodies, tried to bow as a pony, her head hitting the ground with a soft 'thud'. "It is an honor to have you aboard your majesty." Picard said, bowing as well. His embassador skills never failed him. "It is an honor to me as well to be aboard thy ship." The moon princess said. She started to examine her clothing. "Was this really necessary Discord?" "But of course Luna! You ARE royalty after all. I also had to repay you for that afternoon." Luna blushed. "I thought we agreed never to speak of that afternoon again." "But it was so much fun!" "What afternoon?" Pinkie asked. before either Twilight could ask her to leave the princess alone or Luna said that it was a private matter, Q answered. "That afternoon!" There was a white flash and an screen apearded on the air. It was showing a filly Luna, her hair still made out of real matter and eyes of a diabetes inducing size. "C'mon Lulu, let's do it! I can give you a gift, what about a favor?" A younger looking Discord said. The older Luna blushed heavily and tried to hide her face. "Only Tia gets to call me Lulu!" "Don't be shy. I know you want it." "No!" "Yes!" "No!" "Yes!" "No!" "Yes!" "No!" "No!" "Yes!" "Ha! I said you wanted it!" The filly shook her head. "You tricked me!" "What did you expect?" "Okay, I give up. But don't tell Tia! She will mock me forever!" "Fine." Discord had a glow on his eyes. "And it is the last time!" "Then let's do it in style!" Discord snapped his fingers and a paper triangular hat appeared. Luna got it on her head. Then the draconequus glowed on a white light, becoming smaler and mor young looking. Another paper hat on his head. "Whenever you are ready, general Cord!" He snapped his fingers, and several fake ponies, griffins and dragons made of cotton candy, marshmallow and other delicacies. To finish, each one got a wooden sword. "Lets do it. General Cord, are you ready?" "I was born ready your majesty!" "CHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGE!" Luna shouted as alicorn and draconequs ran towards the candy enemies. The screen dissapearded on a white flash. Everyone present looked at the princess and Q. While she was blushing and hiding her face with her hands, Q was cleaning the tears of joy from his face. "It was a beautiful day in the history of chaos." He snifed. "Don't you agree Lulu?" "Shut up." "But you have to admit you liked it. Those fake battles sparked your intrest for the dynamics of the battlefield. I heard that during the Pony-Griffon war you called some of your top commanders 'Genral Cord' more than once." "Just shut up Discord, you said you wouldn't tell anyone." "No, I said I wouldn't tell Celestia. And I didn't. By the way, I have to go. Some business on the continuum. Bye!" He vanished. The room stood on an awkward silence for about thirty seconds. Surprisingly, Fluttershy broke it. "You two were cute as foals." "Yeah, I think I need some insulin now. Those big eyes were diabetes inducing size." Rainbow said. "Could all please not talk about my foalhood?" Luna said, her blush still strong. "It is not the reason we are here." "Then what is?" Twilight asked. "We are looking for 'The key of darkness' Twilight." She gasped. "But that is just another Nightmare Moon myth! Isn't it?" "I am afraid not." "What is this 'key of darkness'?" Picard asked. "I think I should tell the complete story. ____________________________________ Equestria, 1001 years prior Ep. 1. "Milady." The unicorn in black robe called. Nightmare Moon. Luna's dark counterpart. She was looking at the latest reports from the battlefield. Her troops were holding against Celestia's, even though they were in smaller numbers. The fact that her army was openly taught dark magic and had permission to kill made a solider of hers worth ten of Celestia's. "Yes, apprentice of the night?" It was how she called her science division subjects, mostly because of their loyality to the cause and for their black robes. "Professor Richtofen wants to see you, he says it is urgent Milady." Richtofen. Nightmare never liked Richtofen. He was too... emotionless. The only moment she ever saw the stalion smile was when she started her army. They went to a village to get new recruits, and somepony loyal to Celestia thought that he could end the revolution by killing Nightmare. With a knife. As soon as he jumped to stab her, Richtofen turned to the loyalist and threw him at a wall. Before she could say anything, the professor took the knife from the stallion's hooves and stuck it in his eye. A loud cry of pain filled the air and, again, before Nightmare could say anything, Richtofen stuck the knife in the loyalist's throat. Blood flew through the air, hiting the professor on the face. Whe he turned around, a sinister grin was on his face. A few teeth red with blood. She congratuleted him. But deep inside, she feared his psychotic tendencies. A pony that enjoyed killing was something she didn't like. More than once she would hear the faint sound of opera records, echoing through the walls of her fortress late at night. And Richtofen would sing toghether. This would be a good habit if it wasn't the fact that he would sing at the midlle of night, While dissecting or sometimes, acording to stories the guards told, vivisecting enemy troops. Searching for a close look on injuries and developing new healing spells. "I will be on my way, thank thee apprentice." The unicorn bowed and steped out of the way. A she made her way to the professor's lab, Nightmare started to feel uneasy. That was very unsual to her. She also felt as if there was some sort of magical energy bulding up very close. One of his new spells. Nightmare thought. As the doors oppened, she saw Richtofen reading some scrolls. He had a Black coat and a dark gray mane. He had been born with a genetic disease and his irises were white, making his pupils the only spot of color on his eyes. "You requested my presence professor. This better be important." "It is, Milady Nightmarre." His accent made him allways pronounce the 'r' more then needed. "You see, while working on a new healing spell for broken bones three weeks ago, I came across a verry interresting piece of literature." He threw the scroll at her. "The key of darkness: design and problems?!" Nightmare's eyes went wide. "What are you doing with these? They are forbiden material!" Richtofen ignored the comment. "I fixed it's problems. herr Nightmare." Her jaw dropped. "What? But how?" "Doesn't matter. It is ready to be used. The night shall last forreverr!" "Richtofen, that machine is NOT to be used!" He looked at the misstress of the night. "Why?" "It was concieved as a weapon of bluff! I can transform the sun into a black hole! It can not be used!" "Why not Milady?" "It will consume the planet! Everything will die!" She shouted. "Yourr point?" He asked, unamused. The dark alicorn jaws dropped again. "WHAT DO YOU MEAN MY POINT?!?!? I WANT PONIES TO LIKE MY NIGHT! NOT DIE ON IT!" Richtofen sighed. "Then why eterrnal night? The eterrnal darrkness will kill everything." "I won't let it. I will personally keep an close eye and provide the plants just enough moonlight so they wont die. I will make ponies LIKE my night." "Too bad. I already activated the device." "WHAT???" Richtofen laughed. Not even Nightmare could make a laugh sound so diabolic. "I activated it, Milady. There is nothing you can do to stop it!!!" He uncovered the device that had been siting on the corner of the room. It shined in black, a series of gears and magic gems on it's inside. The whole thing reminded one of a canon. It had an opening on the front and was quickly charging. "YOU FOOL!!! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE???" Richtofen kept laughing. Nightmare knew it was hopeless, the weapon couldn't be deactivated. Unless... "RICHTOFEN GEISTESKRANKHEIT !!! I DECLARE YOU GUILTY OF THE CRIME OF TREASON AND CRIMES AGAINST PONYKIND !!! YOUR SENTENCE: BANISHIMENT!!!" "To where?" He stopped laughing, he was growling at her. "It doesn't matter now!!! EVERRYTHING SHALL DIE BY THE WORRK OF MY OWN HOOF!!!" "I HERE THEREFORE BANISH YOU AND YOUR CREATION TO THE VOID!!!" He stoped. "You wouldn't dare..." Nightmare's horn started to glow as a portal appeared on the middle of the room. "YOU CAN NOT DO THIS TO ME!!!" He shouted, as he started to fly toward the rip on the very skin of the universe. "You are foolish Richtofen. I just hope you have a quick death." The stallion grabbed the edge of a table. "I will revenge myself Nightmare!!! I SHALL SEEK YOU UNTILL HELL ITSELF FREEZES AND THE SUN GOES OUT!!! AND I. WILL. KILL. YOU!!!!!" His grip was lost and he flew toward the rift. His screams could be heard as he fell in the compleate nothing. The key of darkness shortly following. The dark alicorn closed the rift. How could I let this happen? She asked herself. A few scrolls about the device were still in the room. She burnt them down. "None shall have this knowledge." She said as the paper burned. ________________________________________ Everyone on the room was silent. "So, the key of darkness basically allows the one that posseses it to transform any star into a black hole?" Data asked. "Yes." Luna asked."I kept one of it's power crystals. It should provide us with a viable way to locate it." "And once we locate it?" Riker asked. Luna took a scroll with a picture of the device and opened it on the table. "We will take..." She removed her sword from the sheath and hit the table with it, piercing a hole through the scroll and sticking it in the table. "And finish this!" Dark side of the mindFalling. Falling and burning. Neither of these was really happening, as there was neither space to fall or heat to burn, but was the closest Richtofen’s mind could get to describe. And it feels incredible! There had been something about the whole prospect of eternal darkness and pain that he found to be somewhat, perfect. It was everything he praised throughout his life. Ironic to find it moments before my ‘death’… He looked to his side, the key of darkness still charging. Nightmare really thinks she can get away with this? Let’s see about that! Using his telekinesis he got the device closer. A few adjustments were made. He had read about theoretical intra-dimensional travel using the Void, but it was all theoretical. If any of that was right, my body will change to survive in the new universe. But I won’t give up my magic! He cast an intrinsic shield spell around his horn and brain. Incredibly painful, but would avoid them to be lost on the transformation. He could feel his body begin to lose cohesion and fade onto the void. “FIRRE ALREADY!!!” He shouted at the device, no noise exiting his mouth for there was no air to propagate the sound. The Key of Darkness glowed strong, and a vortex sucked both machine and pony. __________________________ Sector 688. 1 week before Nightmare Moon return. “ANOMALLY DETECTED ON SECTOR: 689. PROCEED TO EXAMINATE.” The collective’s voice roared through the Borg probe. Its occupants linked on a hive mind as the ship jumped to warp and arrived at the destination. “Life form detected. Enveloped by shield. Unknown species. Shield source unknown. Assimilate.” Richtofen was beamed aboard along with the device. “Where am I?” He looked to his own body. He was now a bipedal creature apparently. His front hooves had mutated to long extremities, five strange claws on each end. Probably for manipulating of tools. His hind legs went through a similar transformation, and the knee joint bent the other way now. He ran his hand on his head and let a sigh of relief. His horn was still there. “We are the Borg. Surrender yourself. Your biology and knowledge will be assimilated. Resistance is futile.” “How wonderfull! Is that a challenge? Do you think you can defeat me?” Fools. I will have a use for their ship anyways… “Resistance is futile. Do not resist.” The drone in front of him said, raising a hand to Richtofen’s neck. “No you don’t!” His horn glowed, and the Borg’s arm melted. The drone looked at his melted member. A quick analysis made by his ocular implant confirmed that the member of the species 9001 (as this new creature had been registered) had no known form of weapon. It also detected a high level of Psychokinetic energy coming from the creature’s horn. The Borg encountered species that could use telekinesis before, but never for such thing as agitating ones atoms to the fusion point. “Resistance is futile.” The drone said. Richtofen looked to his side; two other drones were coming his way. They work like a hive mind. They also seem to have technology attached to their bodies. Perhaps I can use that to my advantage… “Resistance isn’t FUTILE!” His horn glowed and exploded on light. As he looked around, the drones twitched on the ground. A seizure caused by a short-circuit on theirs implants. As I thought. An EMP spell and they are harmless. However, the Borg’s started to stop moving, and slowly regain control. Well, not so harmless. I can fix that… “Die.” He said, with a simple and calm tone. The drones started to shake again and their skin began to boil. Their implants turning into molten metal as his spell heated them up. They were dead, but Richtofen knew that there were more. He used a quick scan spell. 40 other creatures. This will be fun! But I think I may have to leave one or two alive. I need to know how to operate this ship. He cracked his neck. His horn glowed as a ball of fire came to live on his hand. Three other drones came through the corridor. “Herr Doctor is here!” ________________________________ The Borg probe stood still in the cold void of space. A small trail of smoke escaping his side. “Two fine specimens!” Richtofen announced. He had killed 41 Borg drones. Although he didn’t know, that was enough for him to be feared and admired all over the galaxy. In front of him two drones stood, paralyzed by his telekinesis; a Vulcan woman n her 70’s and a Romulan girl in her 30’s. The two drones had different implants. The Vulcan a servo-amature tool. The romulan an ocular implant and assimilation tubes. Suddenly, an alarm rang through the ship. “What does it mean?” He let go the telekinesis on the Vulcan drone, leaving it free to speak. “Vessel detected in an intercept course. Ferengi scout ship. Crew of 3 to 5. Prepare for boarding and…” He cut her off. “Let the prey come to the hunter…” A few seconds passed, and tingling noise was heard by the other side of the wall. “You mean there are only two Borgs?” One asked. “Yes, two Borgs and an unknown creature.” “That would be me.” Richtofen looked at the two pathetic creatures. They were smaller and painted an orange tone. Their ears bent all the way to their foreheads and were enormous, and they were surprised by his presence. “Oh! Another scavenger? Well, you are out of luck, seems like you have no ship. We could give you a ride out of here. For a price… My name is Nig, by the way.” The one on the right said. “Hello Nig. I am no scavenger. I need no ‘ride’ out of this ship. I killed its crew and took two as my personal servants. This is my ship now, and I don’t think you should be here.” “You killed 41 Borgs? You are naked! That is the greatest lie I’ve ever heard!” The left one said, pointing his disruptor at him. “And according to Rule of Acquisition number two: Keeping what you found is not stealing; I claim this ship for myself!” He shot, but the ray never hit Richtofen. “What the …” His gun was thrown to the ground, and he and his employee were floating a few inches from the ground. “I see you think you are dangerous. Ridiculous. I offer you a choice: You give me every piece of knowledge you have and get away from this place as fast as you can, or, I kill you now with a single thought.” “Okay, okay!!! It can be arranged!!! This is your ship now, right? We would be happy to sell your our library for a single dead Borg! What about that? You will still have forty of those left! Think about it!” The Ferengi was panicking. “Oh! You want to negotiate! Let me tell you my business proposition! You will give me all of your knowledge OR…” He looked to the ferengi on the right. Richtofen’s horn glowed and the man stated to scream, after a few seconds, his skin started to burn and the screams ceased.“…I will burn you from the inside out just like I did to that idiot over there and take it by force!” “Oh dear Grand Nagus forgive me! Okay, you can have it! For free!” He pressed a button on his clothes. “Beam me and the guest up Crav!” There were a few lights, and he stood now on the other ship. The sound of energy charging was heard. “Hands up you…” “STOP CRAV!!!’ The Ferengi with the disruptor looked at his boss. “Boss, he is unarmed. Where is Nig?” Before he could say anything Richtofen’s horn glowed, tossing the disruptor to the ground. “I burned that idiotic creature from the inside out, just as I was going to do to you. Thank whatever gods you believe that your boss stopped you from doing anything stupid.” “You what?” Crav asked. “He burned Nig from the inside! Now go! Get our pads! Get him the all the books!” “I would also like some clothing. It seems to be necessary to use them here.” “I will get the clothes!” The boss said. Dashing through the corridor just as Crav came back. “Here we have a little of everything. What do you want? We have manuals, schematics, novels…” “I said everything.” He stated. “Okay! That will be tw…” “I have no intention of paying.” “WHAT? You think I am going to let you rob us like that? I better…” Richtofen’s horn spoke for itself. The ferengi started to choke as a tight aura of magic squeezed his neck. “Oh, I am truly sorry. You were saying?” “For the love of all gold Crav! I told you to leave it be!” Richtofen’s let the ferengi go, looking to the boss. “Here, have this.” It was a simple tunic. Made of some kind of black tissue. “It is very comfy. Just please let us go!” “Ok. I am in a good mood today. Take me and this stuff back to my ship. One last thing…” “Yes?” Crav asked, his hand massaging his neck. “You wouldn’t happen to have some tulips, would you?” “You mean tulips as in flowers? I can replicate some…” The boss said. “Good. Send them too. And don’t come back.” There was another glow; He was back to the Borg probe. The stack of pads on his right and the tunic on his left. A few seconds later, a few tulips appeared. He grabbed one and took a bite. “Good. Now, where were we?” He said, looking to the two Borg drones. _______________________________ Sector 606. Present. He was proud of his work over the last 13 months. He had not only learned everything about this universe, but also had two servants and was about to fulfill his dreams . He named the two female Borg drones after the most powerful creatures form Equestria: the Vulcan woman became Celestia, with her higher stature and sneak thinking. The romulan girl became Luna, focused mostly on combat and assault attacks. It made him feel good, having the two alicorn sisters reduced to the post of mere servants of his. He had even painted them accordingly. Celestia’s armor plating was white with a sun on her chest and Luna’s was dark blue with a crescent moon. Their personalities were mostly unchanged however, still focused on serving him as he was the leader of the Borg. His ship also had changed. The original Borg probe design only on its core. 7 days after his arrival another scavenger ship came by. But this time he let himself go wild and killed the whole crew. It wasn’t hard, only 8 people. He learned to use the replicator and studied a few more days before he started to reprogram the drones. It was hard; one error and they would try to assimilate him, but Richtofen succeeded. The two servants worked for him and welded the two ships, making an entirely new design out of the simple geometric probe. He called it Die Dunkle Herz, The Dark Heart in its mother language, Germane. It acted as a mobile base of operations for him. The base of the Void Reich as he called it. Another ship came by a month later. A pirate ship looking for an easy prey. It was also defeated and from its components the Die Glock was built. Every month he would go to a space-port and buy supplies. Turns out borg components are very expensive and a good source of profit. His quarters were more like a science lab them actual quarters. Borg components and scavenged tech lying around, tables that he used for medical experiments on anyone foolish enough to attack him. His library, his pride. All the knowledge of the Borg on it. Everything they knew, he knew. On top of it, there was the panoramic window. Covering almost the entire wall, it gave him the relaxing view of the cold space outside. The key of darkness sat on the center of Die Dunkle Herz, waiting for energy. In Equestria it would use the ambient magic, sucking it out of anything living as a parasite sucking a victim’s blood. Here, it needed something else. “Milord?” “Yes?” Richtofen asked. “We’ve found a suitable power source for the device.” Celestia said. “It is in a federation research station on Clathe IV. A dark-matter fusion reactor.” “Very good. Prepare the Die Glock for it. Bring it here. Take Luna too, I don’t want to risk.” She nodded. The Die Glock was the scout ship he used to get supplies. A perfect ship for hit-and-run, even against a federation outpost. It would be perfect for the act. He watched the ship leave from the window. With a touch on the panel on the side of it, music filled the air. Soon. Hiatus (again)I am really sorry guys, but I will have to put this story on hiatus again. I have lots of ideas, but no way of making them fit in a storyline. I need time to put them together. I just ask for you not to be mad at me.
The new bodyPicard was in what was probably the most surreal situation ever to be faced by a starfleet officer. He had just been turned into an equine for two days, saved a planet from being eaten by a giant space Kraken, and now one of those ponies from the previously mentioned planet had somehow transported themselves to his location. And she was asking for a bra. “What?” It was all he could ask. “Clothes!!! These things on my chest keep making me lose balance. Oh, they bounce!!!” She looked down. Only her head was on the screen, but they could still hear the small slap sounds. “Uh, miss, what was your name again?” Riker asked, somewhat unsure of how to react. “Pinkie! Actually my name is Pinkamena Diane Pie, but everypony just call me Pinkie” “Right. I will send someone there to help you. Picard out.” “Bye!” The screen turned off. Once again showing only space and the small ship. “What was THAT?” Worf asked, shocked. “I don’t have the slightest idea. Counselor, I think you are the only person here fit for the duty.” Picard said to Troi. “Alright sir.” She went to the turbo lift. “Data, was that anomaly exactly the same type of the one we came through?” “I need further data, but it appears so.” “Damn! What is Q up to this time?” “I am up to nothing.” They looked a Q, who was siting at Deanna’s chair. “I am actually doing someone a favor.” “A favor?” “I have been in a debt with her for about 4000 years, had to pay back somehow.” “Who is ‘her’?” Riker asked. “You will see quite soon. Bye!” He snapped his fingers and disappeared. _________________________________________ Pinkie was the only one up. The other five women were sleeping on the ground. And they all looked normal with the exception of their hair colors. Deanna took a moment to observe them. One had a dark indigo hair with a streak of purple and pink, two had pink hair, one light-straight and Pinkie with a dark-poofy. One had a short hair, with all the colors of the rainbow. One had a purple hair with design that was familiar to Deanna. The last one had a blod hair with a ponytail ending in a red ribbon, and brown cowboy hat on her head. “Hi! Thanks for coming. Did you bring the clothes?” “No, I am going to replicate them here. I just need to get your size.” “Okie-dokie-lokie!” Deanna looked at the sleeping ladies. “Why are they sleeping?” “I dunno. I think it is the natural reaction after having your DNA and body physiology changed so fast. Takes a lot of power, you know.” “I see.” The counselor looked at her. “Then how come you are not sleeping?” “Well, everypony always said that I have an awful lot of energy. Guess the whole transmutation thingy wasn’t enough to burn all of it.” Pinkie said with a smile. “Okay. I have to take the measurements, could you spread your arms?” Pinkie got her arms spread. “Okay. Computer, a pair of feminine underwear. Hip size L Bra size L.” The replicator made it’s work, and a set of underwear was left in it’s compartment. “Here, you get the bra on your chest, there two openings for each breast. The other you get on your waist.” She signalized, pointing at herself. “Okay!” She got dressed. “Now, for the test!” She jumped while looking at her chest. Then jumped again. “Yup! They wont be a problem anymore. What about the rest of the girls?” “We will have to dress them. Lets start with the rainbow hair one. Computer, a pair of feminine underwear, Hip size M Bra size S.” _________________________________________ “Troi to Picard.” “Picard here. How is it going?” “Good. I wish to teleport the six guests to sickbay for a check-up.” “Fine, do it. Picard out.” “Sir, the analysis is done. The anomaly is indeed the same type of the one that we came through.” Data said. “There is no doubt then: They are those 6 ponies.” Riker said. Worf sighed. “C’mon Worf. Don’t be afraid of your girlfriend.” Riker smiled. “I am not afraid. I just don’t know what she will think of me now that I am back to my real form.” “I don’t think she will mind it.” ________________________________________ “So, how are my friends?” Pinkie asked. The other five girls were sleeping at their beds at sickbay. Their life signs showing at the monitors on top of them. “They are fine, they just need a few hours of sleep and... Wait.” She looked at one of the monitors. “She is waking up.” “Applejack was always an early bird. Applejack, can you hear me?” Pinkie asked to the country girl. “Ah cand freet.” She was still a little doozy. “I am sorry, what?” Beverly asked. “Oh nelly! Ah can’t breath!!!” She said, in a much more alarmed tone, gasping for air. “What? But your life signs are nominal, everything is fine. You should...” *RIP* “Ah! Much better!” They looked at the torn up bra the she was holding in in front of her face. “What in tar’ nation is this?” “Silly filly! That is what keeps your boobies from jumping on your chest!” “Boobies?” She looked at her arms and chest, only now realizing that she wasn’t a pony anymore. “What happened to me?” “You have been transformed on a human, just like your friends.” Beverly pointed at Pinkie, who waved to Applejack. “You were the second to wake up. They will be back in no time.” “Okay. Where is my hat?” “Here.” Beverly handed the stetson over. “Thank ya kindly, I think I will sleep a little more.” With that, she lowered her hat so it would cover her eyes and fell asleep again. “So doc, is there anywhere I can go to pass the time?” The bouncy pink haired girls asked. “Go to Ten Forward. I think you know the way.” “Okie dokie then!” Pinkie said, as she happily skipped her way to the bar. A nurse aproached Beverly. “Here are the results of the blood work.” The doctor nodded and looked, her eyes widened at Pinkie’s numbers. “How come she isn’t in coma?” The numbers were clear. With a glucose level of 350.0 mg/dL, mere 5 times the normal count, she had to be at least passed out. But the numbers were high at the insulin levels too . It wasn't just hypoglycemia or diabetes, this girl took the whole blood sugar anomalies to a new level. She could die if she went a day without at least 1 kilogram of sugar.“Well,I guess I just discovered a new genetic disease today. I wonder what I should call it...”The Enterprise’s physician went into deep meditation, trying to pick the best name while asking herself what would get her a Daystrom medicine Award; the new genetic disorder or the data on the behavior of unicorn horns.
Rarity's heavenThree hours had passed, and it was time for the sleeping woman to wake up. “Okay, lets do this.” Beverly said. She then injected each one of the 5 a small dose of stimulant. They began to wake up. The first one to react was Twilight. “What happened?” “You have been teleported to our universe. Your bodies have mutated to survive here and...” “MY HORN!!! WHERE IS MY HORN???” Twilight panicked as she ran her hands through her forehead, feeling the lack of the bony protuberance. “Calm down. Humans don't have horns.” “This is. The. Worst. Possible. THING!!!” Rarity said, now fully awake. “And Celestia forbid, but what kind of clothing is this?” She asked, removing her blanket and revealing the underwear. “It is your underwear. It helps you when you have to wear full clothing.” “Yeah!” Said Pinkie, coming out of nowhere. She was wearing a two piece grey suit with a green color on her shoulders. “They also help to control your boobies!!!”. “Well, ah don’t need it.” Said Applejack. “MY WINGS!!! WHERE ARE THEY???” Rainbow Dash had always been a heavy sleeper, and only now she had woke up. “Calm down.” Beverly said. “NO!!! WHERE. ARE. MY. WINGS?” She took a closer look at her entire body. “FOR THE LOVE OF CELESTIA!!! WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME???” “Hush now, quiet now it’s time to lay your sleepy head. Hush now quiet now it’s time to go to bed...” Rainbow fell asleep again. Everyone looked to Fluttershy. “Sorry, it’s just that you know Dash. She would keep screaming. Sorry...” “I had never seen someone fall asleep so fast just with a song. Did you sedate her while I wasn’t looking?” Beverly asked to the pink haired girl. “Well, I do have years of practice...” Fluttershy said in almost a whisper. “I see, as I was saying: You were all transported here by Q. And he said he would explain it later.” “I should have known Discord would be behind this.” Twilight said. “What now?” “Well, I would like to have a word with the tailor. I can’t wear this.” Rarity said. “Rarity!” “We don't have a tailor aboard. This clothes were all replicated.” Beverly said. “Do you have any kind of tissue laying around? I know my way around needle and thread.” “Well, I think I can ask Geordi to program a tailor’s shop program on the holodeck. You would certainly love it.” She said. Rainbow started to wake up again. “Oh boy...” “Fluttershy...” She said, then jumped on the bed. “What happened?!? I still want an explanation!” “Your bodies have mutated to survive here. You were all transported here by Q. And he said he would explain it later.” The physician said. Practically repeating her words. “And my wings?” “Humans don’t have wings. Although, you do have a very athletic body. You could be a hell of a runner.” “Oh man. My wings...” Dash was obviously shocked. “Calm down Dashie. You will get your wings back when we return.” Said Pinkie. “If you don’t mind Beverly, I would like to work on the clothes for me and my friends.” Said Rarity. “Okay. Nurse.” An Asian women raised her head. “Could you take her to Holodeck two? Also, tell Geordi to program a tailors shop for her.” The nurse nodded and came closer. “Okay. This shouldn’t be too hard.” Rarity sat up on the bed, leaving a small chuckle. “I look like Lyra.” She then got her feet on the ground and stood up, taking a few seconds to adjust to the new center of gravity. Then took a step. “You are doing good. Please put this on.” Beverly gave her a suit just like the one Pinkie had. “It’s just until you get to the Holodeck. Having a semi-naked women aboard could cause havoc, you know.” Rarity got dressed and followed the nurse. “What about you five?” “I know!!! We could go see Guinan!!! I told her we are here and I think she will like to see us!!!” Pinkie said with her usual rushed tone. “Fine by me.” Twilight said. “Okay, I mean, if that is okay with you...” “Ah am starving. I am going too.” “I really need a shot of whiskey now.” Everyone looked at Rainbow Dash. “I am going to drink a shot of whiskey! And none of you will stop me like last time!” _________________________ “Sickbay to bridge.” “Bridge, Picard here.” “Our guests are awake. Five of them are at the Ten Forward. Rarity is at Holodeck 2.” “Why holodeck 2?” “She insisted that she had to make her clothes herself.” “I see. Seeing that we have a lot of people today, the meeting will take place in holodeck 4. Make sure our guests are there. Picard out.” “Make her own clothes?” Riker asked. “From what Pinkie told me, she always dresses in style.” Troi said. “She probably panicked when she saw the default civilian clothing. Pinkie told me that would happen.” ______________________________________ “So, what will it be today?” Guinan asked. “Water.” “Green tea. If that is okay.” “Apple pie.” “Blueberry juice!” “Whiskey. And I don’t want to hear a word about it.” “Very well.” “It’s funny Guinan. I thought you would be more different.” Twilight said. “Well, I am different. In the inside, but still. Different. I will get your drinks.” She went back to the bar. “So girls, what do you think about our new appearance?” Twilight asked. “It sucks. Hard.” Rainbow Dash said. “Ah don’t know. I still feel strong. Ah think that as ah never had fancy magic or wings helps me deal with it.” “It’s, uhm, nice. I just feel a little exposed.” Fluttershy said, looking at her own chest. The shirt had been a tight fit. “Yeah, about that: How come your boobies are so big shy? I though Rainbow or Rarity would take the prize!” Pinkie said, causing Fluttershy to blush violently. “No way I would have those things. They would slow me down. I like the fact that mine are small.” Dash said, pointing at her new breasts with pride. “I am more interested in why they exist. Are they useful for something? Or are they just like hair, compleately decorative?” Twilight asked. Guinan came back. “Here. A shot of whiskey. A piece apple pie. A blueberry juice. A cup a green tea and a glass of water.” “Guinan, can I ask you something?” “Sure, what is it?” “Do these boobs have any practical function?” “Ponies are mammals, right?” “Yes, but what does this have to do... Oh.” “What?” Dash asked. “These are mammary glands.” “So, this is what yer are supposed’ to use when feedin yer kin?” Said Applejack, taking a bite of her pie. “Yes.” “Well, that explains why Fluttershy’s are so big!!!” Everyone looked at Pinkie. “Pinkie, how in Celestia’s name is one thing related to another?” Twilight asked. “Well, Fluttershy is very kind and always takes care of everything. She would be an excellent mother. Mothers can't let their kids go hungry. Fluttershy has big boobs, so she can produce a lot of milk and feed them every time they need!!!” Everyone on the table stared between the shy girl and Pinkie. Fluttershy blushing violently. “Pinkie, that makes an terrifying amount of sense and is completely ridiculous at the same time.” Twilight said. “Rarity to Guinan!” “Rarity. How are you using the comm system?” “That nurse taught me how. Are my friends there?” “Yes, we are here.” Twilight said. “Good. Come here. I have finished my creations! Rarity out.” “Well.” Rainbow Dash drank the shot of whiskey in one gulp. “Lets get this over with." _____________________________________ The doors of holodeck opened, revealing an almost perfect replica of the carousel boutique. Several mannequins with bodies almost equal of their friend were there and a very happy looking nurse. Wearing a asiatic looking red dress with a simple design. “There. I hope you like it.” “Thanks. I wish I could stay, but I have to go back to sickbay.” The nurse said with a smile. “It is alright dear. Bye!” Rarity said. As the nurse went, her friends came. “Hi girls! You wouldn't BELIEVE how wonderful this place is! I made outfits for all of us!” “Ah hope it isn’t anything frou-frou.” “No my dear Applejack, it is not ‘frou-frou’ I think we should start by yours.” She pointed at a mannequin. It was wearing jeans pants with a leather belt. The shirt was orange with thin vertical and horizontal red lines. Its sleeves went all the way to the wrists and there was a handkerchief folded in a triangular fashion on the neck. On it’s feet, a pair of leather boots. No high heels. “So, what do you think.” “Ah have to say, Ah’m impressed. This thing looks like it could actually be used on a farm!” “But of course! Could you please dress up while I show Rainbow her outfit?” “Nope. Ah wanna see it.” “Very well. Dash, here is yours.” The mannequin had another jeans, but it was a little thighter this time. It was wearing an light-blue not very long t-shirt , leaving the base of the abdomen exposed. On top of it, an brown leather jacket with long sleeves. Four buttons could be used to close it. On the right side of the chest there was the emblem of the Wonderbolts. On its feet were a pair of white sneakers. “What do you think? I made it so you could still be fast while not being under dressed.” “It’s awesome!!! You even got the Wonderbolts symbol on it!” Dash was almost crushing her jaw from pressing her checks so hard with her fists. “Now, to Fluttershy’s.” The third mannequin was wearing an cream colored sweater. It’s pants were a dark blue, almost black. It was made from what looked like a mix of cotton and wool, but very thin, so it wouldn’t be too hot. It had a pair of heavy work brown boots, of the kind used to walk in dense forest areas, but its bootlegs were hidden inside the pants. “I made yours less conspicuous. But it is still beautiful.” “Thanks Rarity. You really didn’t need to...” “Nonsense dear. Now, To Pinkie’s.” The fourth mannequin had a pink t-shirt much like the one Rainbow dash had, also exposing the abdomen. But underneath it there was a blue shirt, whose sleeves went all the way to the wrists and covered the belly. The pants were also jeans and her feet had a pair of red sneakers. “ThanksRarityitlookssocooliwishitalsohadapartycanonbutithinkthatitwouldn’tfitand...” “Okay Pinkie, calm down. Now, Twilight’s.” Her mannequin had a purple sweater, but it was a tighter then Fluttershy’s, especially around the waistline. The pants were made of black cotton and the shoes were made of black leather, with a tine purple gem on them. The mannequin also had a unique feature on the face: a pair of tiny glasses. They had the form of a semi-circle and it’s frame made of what looked like a black plastic. “Wow Rarity, it is beautiful. But what is up with the glasses? I don’t need them.” “I know, they are only for aesthetic purposes. Every single time i searched for ‘librarian’ on the terminal, the woman would always have a pair of glasses. And if you don’t mind me saying darling, you would look rather cute with them.” “Okay, I will use the glasses. But it is only a test.” “Thanks dear. And now, my dress!” Unlike what Applejack was expecting, Rarity dress wasn’t as ‘frou-frou’ as they thought, it was a single piece of black silk, going from her right shoulder to about three inches under the knees. It didn’t have a handle on the left shoulder, only the right one. On the left side of her waist there were three transparent gems, organized to look like her cutie mark. It’s most singular feature: the gloves. They were white and went all the way to the elbows. “Wow.” It was all Dash said. “I know, right? I think it is one of the best things I have ever made!” There was a glow on Rarity’s eyes. “Picard to holodeck two.” The voice came from the console on the wall. “Holodeck two, Rarity here.” “The meting is about to start, get you and your friends to holodeck 4. Can you do that?” “I can, on my way.” She looked at the the five girls. “Well, we have a appointment.” The stood in place, “Get dressed up!” She said, waving her hands up as they ran towards their respective mannequins.
Mission briefingThe holodeck had been programmed to resemble the conference lounge, but with more chairs. Everything was in place, and Picard, Troi, Riker, Worf and Data waited for the 6 visitors. “Sorry for our delay. I had to force Applejack to put her bra on.” Said a woman in a black dress. “Ah am telling ya, ah don’t need any bra!” Said the country girl. “You made all of these clothes in two hours?” Troi said, as all of the six guests had a custom outfit now. “I made seven. The first one I made for the nurse so I could get used to these fingers. What do you think darling?” “Impressive. You literally got their souls on their clothing.” “It is my special talent.” She looked at Worf. “Worf dear. You certanly changed.” “Yes, this is what a klingon actually looks like.” He said. Rarity was now by his side, examining his cranial ridges with an amazed look. She reached her hand to touch them. "Ahem! I don't want to interrupt the two lovebirds, but this guy's wanted to talk to us." Rainbow said. Rarity blushed while Worf seemed to not mind. "Very well. As you already know, my name is Jean-Luc Picard. This is the starship Enterprise. I must ask: do you know any possible reason of why Q would want you here?" "No." Twilight said. "That is because I have no reason." Q had appeared on the other end of the conference table. "Then why are we here?" Twilight asked. "I am paying back a favor. By the way Worf." Q looked at Rarity and left out a whistle. "Damn! I told you all the mares would want a piece. Let me just get her dressed." He vanished on a white flash. Rarity blushed again. "Who is 'her'?" Rainbow asked. "We don't know. He didn't say." Riker said. Q came back with a woman acompaning him. She was about only two inches smaller then Worf. She was wearing a dark grey cape with silver trim and an ornate metal scabbard on a belt around her waist that held a silver sword with a design much like the one used by musketeers. A second belt, black with a siver belt buckle that was shaped like a crescent moon. Her trousers a royal blue, tucked into the long boots that went halfway to her knees and were made of midnight blue tanned leather. Her shirt was a long, close-fitting dress shirt fastened in the front with mandarin buttons, Royal blue with silver trim. A mountain shaped tiara, made of black onyx, on her haed, but it was he hair that gave her identity away: It was translucent, blue like the night sky with small white dots on it. It was waving as if an impossible wind went by it. "Princess Luna!" Twilight and her friends bowed, exept for Pinkie. Who, forgeting that she had changed bodies, tried to bow as a pony, her head hitting the ground with a soft 'thud'. "It is an honor to have you aboard your majesty." Picard said, bowing as well. His embassador skills never failed him. "It is an honor to me as well to be aboard thy ship." The moon princess said. She started to examine her clothing. "Was this really necessary Discord?" "But of course Luna! You ARE royalty after all. I also had to repay you for that afternoon." Luna blushed. "I thought we agreed never to speak of that afternoon again." "But it was so much fun!" "What afternoon?" Pinkie asked. before either Twilight could ask her to leave the princess alone or Luna said that it was a private matter, Q answered. "That afternoon!" There was a white flash and an screen apearded on the air. It was showing a filly Luna, her hair still made out of real matter and eyes of a diabetes inducing size. "C'mon Lulu, let's do it! I can give you a gift, what about a favor?" A younger looking Discord said. The older Luna blushed heavily and tried to hide her face. "Only Tia gets to call me Lulu!" "Don't be shy. I know you want it." "No!" "Yes!" "No!" "Yes!" "No!" "Yes!" "No!" "No!" "Yes!" "Ha! I said you wanted it!" The filly shook her head. "You tricked me!" "What did you expect?" "Okay, I give up. But don't tell Tia! She will mock me forever!" "Fine." Discord had a glow on his eyes. "And it is the last time!" "Then let's do it in style!" Discord snapped his fingers and a paper triangular hat appeared. Luna got it on her head. Then the draconequus glowed on a white light, becoming smaler and mor young looking. Another paper hat on his head. "Whenever you are ready, general Cord!" He snapped his fingers, and several fake ponies, griffins and dragons made of cotton candy, marshmallow and other delicacies. To finish, each one got a wooden sword. "Lets do it. General Cord, are you ready?" "I was born ready your majesty!" "CHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGE!" Luna shouted as alicorn and draconequs ran towards the candy enemies. The screen dissapearded on a white flash. Everyone present looked at the princess and Q. While she was blushing and hiding her face with her hands, Q was cleaning the tears of joy from his face. "It was a beautiful day in the history of chaos." He snifed. "Don't you agree Lulu?" "Shut up." "But you have to admit you liked it. Those fake battles sparked your intrest for the dynamics of the battlefield. I heard that during the Pony-Griffon war you called some of your top commanders 'Genral Cord' more than once." "Just shut up Discord, you said you wouldn't tell anyone." "No, I said I wouldn't tell Celestia. And I didn't. By the way, I have to go. Some business on the continuum. Bye!" He vanished. The room stood on an awkward silence for about thirty seconds. Surprisingly, Fluttershy broke it. "You two were cute as foals." "Yeah, I think I need some insulin now. Those big eyes were diabetes inducing size." Rainbow said. "Could all please not talk about my foalhood?" Luna said, her blush still strong. "It is not the reason we are here." "Then what is?" Twilight asked. "We are looking for 'The key of darkness' Twilight." She gasped. "But that is just another Nightmare Moon myth! Isn't it?" "I am afraid not." "What is this 'key of darkness'?" Picard asked. "I think I should tell the complete story. ____________________________________ Equestria, 1001 years prior Ep. 1. "Milady." The unicorn in black robe called. Nightmare Moon. Luna's dark counterpart. She was looking at the latest reports from the battlefield. Her troops were holding against Celestia's, even though they were in smaller numbers. The fact that her army was openly taught dark magic and had permission to kill made a solider of hers worth ten of Celestia's. "Yes, apprentice of the night?" It was how she called her science division subjects, mostly because of their loyality to the cause and for their black robes. "Professor Richtofen wants to see you, he says it is urgent Milady." Richtofen. Nightmare never liked Richtofen. He was too... emotionless. The only moment she ever saw the stalion smile was when she started her army. They went to a village to get new recruits, and somepony loyal to Celestia thought that he could end the revolution by killing Nightmare. With a knife. As soon as he jumped to stab her, Richtofen turned to the loyalist and threw him at a wall. Before she could say anything, the professor took the knife from the stallion's hooves and stuck it in his eye. A loud cry of pain filled the air and, again, before Nightmare could say anything, Richtofen stuck the knife in the loyalist's throat. Blood flew through the air, hiting the professor on the face. Whe he turned around, a sinister grin was on his face. A few teeth red with blood. She congratuleted him. But deep inside, she feared his psychotic tendencies. A pony that enjoyed killing was something she didn't like. More than once she would hear the faint sound of opera records, echoing through the walls of her fortress late at night. And Richtofen would sing toghether. This would be a good habit if it wasn't the fact that he would sing at the midlle of night, While dissecting or sometimes, acording to stories the guards told, vivisecting enemy troops. Searching for a close look on injuries and developing new healing spells. "I will be on my way, thank thee apprentice." The unicorn bowed and steped out of the way. A she made her way to the professor's lab, Nightmare started to feel uneasy. That was very unsual to her. She also felt as if there was some sort of magical energy bulding up very close. One of his new spells. Nightmare thought. As the doors oppened, she saw Richtofen reading some scrolls. He had a Black coat and a dark gray mane. He had been born with a genetic disease and his irises were white, making his pupils the only spot of color on his eyes. "You requested my presence professor. This better be important." "It is, Milady Nightmarre." His accent made him allways pronounce the 'r' more then needed. "You see, while working on a new healing spell for broken bones three weeks ago, I came across a verry interresting piece of literature." He threw the scroll at her. "The key of darkness: design and problems?!" Nightmare's eyes went wide. "What are you doing with these? They are forbiden material!" Richtofen ignored the comment. "I fixed it's problems. herr Nightmare." Her jaw dropped. "What? But how?" "Doesn't matter. It is ready to be used. The night shall last forreverr!" "Richtofen, that machine is NOT to be used!" He looked at the misstress of the night. "Why?" "It was concieved as a weapon of bluff! I can transform the sun into a black hole! It can not be used!" "Why not Milady?" "It will consume the planet! Everything will die!" She shouted. "Yourr point?" He asked, unamused. The dark alicorn jaws dropped again. "WHAT DO YOU MEAN MY POINT?!?!? I WANT PONIES TO LIKE MY NIGHT! NOT DIE ON IT!" Richtofen sighed. "Then why eterrnal night? The eterrnal darrkness will kill everything." "I won't let it. I will personally keep an close eye and provide the plants just enough moonlight so they wont die. I will make ponies LIKE my night." "Too bad. I already activated the device." "WHAT???" Richtofen laughed. Not even Nightmare could make a laugh sound so diabolic. "I activated it, Milady. There is nothing you can do to stop it!!!" He uncovered the device that had been siting on the corner of the room. It shined in black, a series of gears and magic gems on it's inside. The whole thing reminded one of a canon. It had an opening on the front and was quickly charging. "YOU FOOL!!! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE???" Richtofen kept laughing. Nightmare knew it was hopeless, the weapon couldn't be deactivated. Unless... "RICHTOFEN GEISTESKRANKHEIT !!! I DECLARE YOU GUILTY OF THE CRIME OF TREASON AND CRIMES AGAINST PONYKIND !!! YOUR SENTENCE: BANISHIMENT!!!" "To where?" He stopped laughing, he was growling at her. "It doesn't matter now!!! EVERRYTHING SHALL DIE BY THE WORRK OF MY OWN HOOF!!!" "I HERE THEREFORE BANISH YOU AND YOUR CREATION TO THE VOID!!!" He stoped. "You wouldn't dare..." Nightmare's horn started to glow as a portal appeared on the middle of the room. "YOU CAN NOT DO THIS TO ME!!!" He shouted, as he started to fly toward the rip on the very skin of the universe. "You are foolish Richtofen. I just hope you have a quick death." The stallion grabbed the edge of a table. "I will revenge myself Nightmare!!! I SHALL SEEK YOU UNTILL HELL ITSELF FREEZES AND THE SUN GOES OUT!!! AND I. WILL. KILL. YOU!!!!!" His grip was lost and he flew toward the rift. His screams could be heard as he fell in the compleate nothing. The key of darkness shortly following. The dark alicorn closed the rift. How could I let this happen? She asked herself. A few scrolls about the device were still in the room. She burnt them down. "None shall have this knowledge." She said as the paper burned. ________________________________________ Everyone on the room was silent. "So, the key of darkness basically allows the one that posseses it to transform any star into a black hole?" Data asked. "Yes." Luna asked."I kept one of it's power crystals. It should provide us with a viable way to locate it." "And once we locate it?" Riker asked. Luna took a scroll with a picture of the device and opened it on the table. "We will take..." She removed her sword from the sheath and hit the table with it, piercing a hole through the scroll and sticking it in the table. "And finish this!"
Dark side of the mindFalling. Falling and burning. Neither of these was really happening, as there was neither space to fall or heat to burn, but was the closest Richtofen’s mind could get to describe. And it feels incredible! There had been something about the whole prospect of eternal darkness and pain that he found to be somewhat, perfect. It was everything he praised throughout his life. Ironic to find it moments before my ‘death’… He looked to his side, the key of darkness still charging. Nightmare really thinks she can get away with this? Let’s see about that! Using his telekinesis he got the device closer. A few adjustments were made. He had read about theoretical intra-dimensional travel using the Void, but it was all theoretical. If any of that was right, my body will change to survive in the new universe. But I won’t give up my magic! He cast an intrinsic shield spell around his horn and brain. Incredibly painful, but would avoid them to be lost on the transformation. He could feel his body begin to lose cohesion and fade onto the void. “FIRRE ALREADY!!!” He shouted at the device, no noise exiting his mouth for there was no air to propagate the sound. The Key of Darkness glowed strong, and a vortex sucked both machine and pony. __________________________ Sector 688. 1 week before Nightmare Moon return. “ANOMALLY DETECTED ON SECTOR: 689. PROCEED TO EXAMINATE.” The collective’s voice roared through the Borg probe. Its occupants linked on a hive mind as the ship jumped to warp and arrived at the destination. “Life form detected. Enveloped by shield. Unknown species. Shield source unknown. Assimilate.” Richtofen was beamed aboard along with the device. “Where am I?” He looked to his own body. He was now a bipedal creature apparently. His front hooves had mutated to long extremities, five strange claws on each end. Probably for manipulating of tools. His hind legs went through a similar transformation, and the knee joint bent the other way now. He ran his hand on his head and let a sigh of relief. His horn was still there. “We are the Borg. Surrender yourself. Your biology and knowledge will be assimilated. Resistance is futile.” “How wonderfull! Is that a challenge? Do you think you can defeat me?” Fools. I will have a use for their ship anyways… “Resistance is futile. Do not resist.” The drone in front of him said, raising a hand to Richtofen’s neck. “No you don’t!” His horn glowed, and the Borg’s arm melted. The drone looked at his melted member. A quick analysis made by his ocular implant confirmed that the member of the species 9001 (as this new creature had been registered) had no known form of weapon. It also detected a high level of Psychokinetic energy coming from the creature’s horn. The Borg encountered species that could use telekinesis before, but never for such thing as agitating ones atoms to the fusion point. “Resistance is futile.” The drone said. Richtofen looked to his side; two other drones were coming his way. They work like a hive mind. They also seem to have technology attached to their bodies. Perhaps I can use that to my advantage… “Resistance isn’t FUTILE!” His horn glowed and exploded on light. As he looked around, the drones twitched on the ground. A seizure caused by a short-circuit on theirs implants. As I thought. An EMP spell and they are harmless. However, the Borg’s started to stop moving, and slowly regain control. Well, not so harmless. I can fix that… “Die.” He said, with a simple and calm tone. The drones started to shake again and their skin began to boil. Their implants turning into molten metal as his spell heated them up. They were dead, but Richtofen knew that there were more. He used a quick scan spell. 40 other creatures. This will be fun! But I think I may have to leave one or two alive. I need to know how to operate this ship. He cracked his neck. His horn glowed as a ball of fire came to live on his hand. Three other drones came through the corridor. “Herr Doctor is here!” ________________________________ The Borg probe stood still in the cold void of space. A small trail of smoke escaping his side. “Two fine specimens!” Richtofen announced. He had killed 41 Borg drones. Although he didn’t know, that was enough for him to be feared and admired all over the galaxy. In front of him two drones stood, paralyzed by his telekinesis; a Vulcan woman n her 70’s and a Romulan girl in her 30’s. The two drones had different implants. The Vulcan a servo-amature tool. The romulan an ocular implant and assimilation tubes. Suddenly, an alarm rang through the ship. “What does it mean?” He let go the telekinesis on the Vulcan drone, leaving it free to speak. “Vessel detected in an intercept course. Ferengi scout ship. Crew of 3 to 5. Prepare for boarding and…” He cut her off. “Let the prey come to the hunter…” A few seconds passed, and tingling noise was heard by the other side of the wall. “You mean there are only two Borgs?” One asked. “Yes, two Borgs and an unknown creature.” “That would be me.” Richtofen looked at the two pathetic creatures. They were smaller and painted an orange tone. Their ears bent all the way to their foreheads and were enormous, and they were surprised by his presence. “Oh! Another scavenger? Well, you are out of luck, seems like you have no ship. We could give you a ride out of here. For a price… My name is Nig, by the way.” The one on the right said. “Hello Nig. I am no scavenger. I need no ‘ride’ out of this ship. I killed its crew and took two as my personal servants. This is my ship now, and I don’t think you should be here.” “You killed 41 Borgs? You are naked! That is the greatest lie I’ve ever heard!” The left one said, pointing his disruptor at him. “And according to Rule of Acquisition number two: Keeping what you found is not stealing; I claim this ship for myself!” He shot, but the ray never hit Richtofen. “What the …” His gun was thrown to the ground, and he and his employee were floating a few inches from the ground. “I see you think you are dangerous. Ridiculous. I offer you a choice: You give me every piece of knowledge you have and get away from this place as fast as you can, or, I kill you now with a single thought.” “Okay, okay!!! It can be arranged!!! This is your ship now, right? We would be happy to sell your our library for a single dead Borg! What about that? You will still have forty of those left! Think about it!” The Ferengi was panicking. “Oh! You want to negotiate! Let me tell you my business proposition! You will give me all of your knowledge OR…” He looked to the ferengi on the right. Richtofen’s horn glowed and the man stated to scream, after a few seconds, his skin started to burn and the screams ceased.“…I will burn you from the inside out just like I did to that idiot over there and take it by force!” “Oh dear Grand Nagus forgive me! Okay, you can have it! For free!” He pressed a button on his clothes. “Beam me and the guest up Crav!” There were a few lights, and he stood now on the other ship. The sound of energy charging was heard. “Hands up you…” “STOP CRAV!!!’ The Ferengi with the disruptor looked at his boss. “Boss, he is unarmed. Where is Nig?” Before he could say anything Richtofen’s horn glowed, tossing the disruptor to the ground. “I burned that idiotic creature from the inside out, just as I was going to do to you. Thank whatever gods you believe that your boss stopped you from doing anything stupid.” “You what?” Crav asked. “He burned Nig from the inside! Now go! Get our pads! Get him the all the books!” “I would also like some clothing. It seems to be necessary to use them here.” “I will get the clothes!” The boss said. Dashing through the corridor just as Crav came back. “Here we have a little of everything. What do you want? We have manuals, schematics, novels…” “I said everything.” He stated. “Okay! That will be tw…” “I have no intention of paying.” “WHAT? You think I am going to let you rob us like that? I better…” Richtofen’s horn spoke for itself. The ferengi started to choke as a tight aura of magic squeezed his neck. “Oh, I am truly sorry. You were saying?” “For the love of all gold Crav! I told you to leave it be!” Richtofen’s let the ferengi go, looking to the boss. “Here, have this.” It was a simple tunic. Made of some kind of black tissue. “It is very comfy. Just please let us go!” “Ok. I am in a good mood today. Take me and this stuff back to my ship. One last thing…” “Yes?” Crav asked, his hand massaging his neck. “You wouldn’t happen to have some tulips, would you?” “You mean tulips as in flowers? I can replicate some…” The boss said. “Good. Send them too. And don’t come back.” There was another glow; He was back to the Borg probe. The stack of pads on his right and the tunic on his left. A few seconds later, a few tulips appeared. He grabbed one and took a bite. “Good. Now, where were we?” He said, looking to the two Borg drones. _______________________________ Sector 606. Present. He was proud of his work over the last 13 months. He had not only learned everything about this universe, but also had two servants and was about to fulfill his dreams . He named the two female Borg drones after the most powerful creatures form Equestria: the Vulcan woman became Celestia, with her higher stature and sneak thinking. The romulan girl became Luna, focused mostly on combat and assault attacks. It made him feel good, having the two alicorn sisters reduced to the post of mere servants of his. He had even painted them accordingly. Celestia’s armor plating was white with a sun on her chest and Luna’s was dark blue with a crescent moon. Their personalities were mostly unchanged however, still focused on serving him as he was the leader of the Borg. His ship also had changed. The original Borg probe design only on its core. 7 days after his arrival another scavenger ship came by. But this time he let himself go wild and killed the whole crew. It wasn’t hard, only 8 people. He learned to use the replicator and studied a few more days before he started to reprogram the drones. It was hard; one error and they would try to assimilate him, but Richtofen succeeded. The two servants worked for him and welded the two ships, making an entirely new design out of the simple geometric probe. He called it Die Dunkle Herz, The Dark Heart in its mother language, Germane. It acted as a mobile base of operations for him. The base of the Void Reich as he called it. Another ship came by a month later. A pirate ship looking for an easy prey. It was also defeated and from its components the Die Glock was built. Every month he would go to a space-port and buy supplies. Turns out borg components are very expensive and a good source of profit. His quarters were more like a science lab them actual quarters. Borg components and scavenged tech lying around, tables that he used for medical experiments on anyone foolish enough to attack him. His library, his pride. All the knowledge of the Borg on it. Everything they knew, he knew. On top of it, there was the panoramic window. Covering almost the entire wall, it gave him the relaxing view of the cold space outside. The key of darkness sat on the center of Die Dunkle Herz, waiting for energy. In Equestria it would use the ambient magic, sucking it out of anything living as a parasite sucking a victim’s blood. Here, it needed something else. “Milord?” “Yes?” Richtofen asked. “We’ve found a suitable power source for the device.” Celestia said. “It is in a federation research station on Clathe IV. A dark-matter fusion reactor.” “Very good. Prepare the Die Glock for it. Bring it here. Take Luna too, I don’t want to risk.” She nodded. The Die Glock was the scout ship he used to get supplies. A perfect ship for hit-and-run, even against a federation outpost. It would be perfect for the act. He watched the ship leave from the window. With a touch on the panel on the side of it, music filled the air. Soon.
Hiatus (again)I am really sorry guys, but I will have to put this story on hiatus again. I have lots of ideas, but no way of making them fit in a storyline. I need time to put them together. I just ask for you not to be mad at me.
