This s**t again?

     I looked up to the storm clouds circling. "Three. I want three this time." I screamed.

     Three lightning bolts hit the ground, in unison, the voices spoke. "Hello Michael."

     "Master Cheif, Yoshimitsu, General Greivous."

     "You requested us, here we are." They all said in unison once again. Cheif pulled out an energy sword, Yoshimitsu unsheathed his two deadly blades, and after the General's arms clicked apart, his four lightsabers came to life.

     "So I did, now I am sorry to tell all of you, that you will be dead in a matter of seconds." My hand wrapped themselves around Corvo's folding sword, one in each hand. I danced the blades around my fingers, revealing the razor sharp blades. They had a yellow glow to them, allowing them not to break in contact with the energy sword or lightsaber.

     They started to circle me, waiting for me to look away. Waiting for me to fail before I even started. I kept an eye on two at a time, and sensing where the third would be. Cheif was the first to strike, trying to hit me from behind. I rolled away from the sword, and brought my right first crashing into his shields, popping them instantly. I heard Grevious about to swing his saber at me, I grabbed the cheif's arm, and using leverage, brought the Spartan between me and the cyborg. The saber cut through Cheif's armor like hot butter.

      "One down, two to go." I said to myself. I dropped the sword in my left hand, amd picked the one up from Cheif's corpse.

     I heard Yoshimitsu running to me from the side, I threw the blade in my right hand, landing it directly between the eyes. He collapsed to the ground. "Two, now I just have the General."

     We started circling one another. Waiting. Watching. Anxiety growing between us. I saw hate and death in his eyes. I just knew it would be a matter of time before he attacked me. I was ready foe anything. Or so I thought.

     "Michael! I must speak with you!" A voice came from behind me.

     I turned to see Luna, walking towards me. "What are you doing here? "

     Grevious spoke up. "I don't know if you can tell, but we are kind of busy."

     I glanced at Grevious, just in time for the floor beneath him to open, sending him to a bottomless pit. I laughed and looked back at Luna. "Sorry about that."

     "Michael..... Celestia and I have a problem..." She said, looking at the ground.

     "Oh?" I said, forming a walking stick to lean on. "And what problem would that be?"

     She sighed. "We have reports of a changeling army planning to try and attack Canterlot again."

     "Changelings? I haven't heard of those, what are they?"

     "They are creatures that can take the shape of any pony, and feed off of another pony's love for that pony."

     "What's the flaw?"

     "The flaw?" She looked at me curiously.

     "Yeah, where is their weak point. How can I know of it's a real pony of a changeling?"

     She thought for a second. "Changelings can take the shape of ponies, that doesn't mean they inherit their memories."

     I nodded. "Okay, how many are there?"

     She put her hoof up. "It is impossible to kill the whole army, they are like bugs, hundreds if not thousands are waiting to attack."

     I rubbed the back of my head. "Then what am I suposed to do?"

     She sighed. "You have to kill the queen. Chrystalis."

     I brought up a rather fresh memory in a box. "Not my first government leader I've taken down." A dictator was stepping out of his car, as soon as his foot touched the earth, his chest exploded. I quickly pushed it away before anymore images could show up.

     "So you can do it?" She had a concerned look on her face.

     "Will I get proper transport back to the castle?" I said with a smirk.

     She kinda smiled too. "Yes. I promise."

     The dream collapsed around us, slowly waking me up. I was met with a wide smile. "Good morning my princess."

     She just smiled more. "Good morning my prince." Her wings and hooves tightened around me.

     I kept my hand burried in her mane, and scratching behind her ear. Her head lowered into my chest, horn just centimeters from my face. "Luna, you said they were insects, right?"

     "Mmmm hmmmmm." Was all she could get out. She was still extremely tired.

     "Am I going to have to go into a hive?"

     "Hmmm mmmm."

     I let out a sigh of relief. If it's not in a hive, then I shouldn't be too woried about it. Right? I thought to myself.

     "A desert. A FUCKING desert." Was all I said as I let the pain succeed from the teleportation. I sighed and picked myself up.

     "You alright, Michael?" Celestia rang through my brain.

     "Yeah, I'm fine. Send it over." I said. I put out my arms in front of me. A large flash of light, and a weight was dropped on them.y Barrett. "Thank you. Be sure to monitor my head, once I make the shot, get me out of here."

     "Sure thing." She said.

     I started walking to the vantage point. When I reached the top of the hill, my jaw dropped. "Holy shit..." I said. The army was FUCKING HUGE!

     "I know what you are thinking, do not worry, as soon as you pull the trigger, I will teleport you back to the palace. But be prepared for the pains that usually follow." Celestia rang though my head.

     I gulped as I dug the sniper's legs into three sand. "Understood."

     "Remember, your target is an alicorn, my size."

     "Got it." I looked down the scope on the rifle. I could see all the different changelings, but the looked almost the exact same. I scanned, looking for the alicorn that would soon meet their demise. Poor bitch. My train of thought was cut short by a raspy voice.

     "You do not belong here!" I then felt a sharp pain in my left ass cheek.

     I rolled over, to see a changeling with a broken spear thing. I grabbed it by the throat, bringing it down onto my new blade. It'ssIts screames muffled by my chest, the green blood spilling onto my desert camo gear. I rolled back over, picking the pain out of my ass. A sharp rock with a yellow tint. "Fuck..." I said. I was becoming rapidly drowsy.

     "Michael! That is very pois..."

     I looked down my scope, I saw an alicorn jump through a door, a psychic connection with her fallen "child" alerted her. She looked right towards me. I pulled the trigger. Her head exploded into a bloody mess. The entire army looked right at me. "Get me out. Now." I said. Everything was getting blurry, then a flash enveloped my vision. Pain and nausea overwhelmed my body. It was getting worse each time. It didn't last long though. I was soon met by the darkness of sleep.

     I opened my eyes. Nothing. I tried to look around. Nothing. That's all I saw. All that was there. Nothing. I was in a void. An infinite realm of nothing. I laid there. Waiting. For something. Anything. Only to be met with more nothingness. I eventually spoke. "Am.... am I dead?"

     I heard a gunshot. Very loud, but not my Barrett. I wipped my head over to see a bullet slowly flying through the air. It passed right over my nose, reflecting my image on the shiny side. I watched as it disappeared into the nothing. "What is this!" I screamed, standing to my feet.

     "Just the beginning." A voice echoed.

     I then heard a small voice. "Daddy!" I looked over to see Scootaloo running towards me as fast as she could.

     "Don't worry Scoot, I'm right here." I said as I ran to pick her up in my arms.

     She was about fifty meters away. "I'm scared!"

     "Me too, baby. Just come here." I got low enough to scoop her up as soon as she got close enough.

     "Ok..." she started. She was only three inches away. THREE FUCKING INCHES! When the bullet from earlier tore through her side.

     "No!" I took a step to the now, almost dead, Scootaloo.

     "Daddy?" She started. Her blood was staining her orange coat, and purple tail. A trickle of blood seeping out of the corner of her mouth.

     "Y-yes?" I tried to hold back my fear and tears. It was hard. So hard.

     "Am I going to be okay?" She got out. A tear forming in the corner of her eye.

     I couldn't hold it anymore. I let everything go. I burried my head in her mane. "I don't know." I tried to apply pressure on the holes in her sides. With no luck. "I... I am so sorry. I couldn't keep my promise."

     "It's okay. I forgive you." She started to close her eyes.

    "No. No! NO! NO!" I screamed.

     She opened her eyes fully. "Don't worry about me. I never cared for you anyway." She then slipped from my arms onto the ground.

     "W-w-what?" I collapsed into the fetal position. Sobs overwhelming my body. Life left hers.

     I looked up to see Luna walking towards me. I tried to stand up and move towards her. I only got a strange look. "What are you?"

     "Luna! Please! He..." I was cut off by magic shutting my mouth.

     "Don't speak to me like that you beast" She said as she walked around me.

     "Lu! Pl..."

     Magic threw me down, collapsing my legs. "Don't you dare approach me!"

     "But... I..." I just sit there as she continued to walk away.

     "Get up, bitch." A voice sounded behind me.

     I turned, a human. "Ben!" I stood up, giving the fellow Marine a hug.

     "You know, I never got to tell you..." He started.

     "Tell me what?" He gave me a blank stare. "What?" No reply. "What dammit!" His body went limp, collapsing into my arms. A hole in the back of his head. "No!" I screamed. I dropped him on the ground, backing away. I heard a loud noise behind me.

     I turned to see a helicopter lifting into the air. "RPG!" Ripped through the void. Everything went into slow motion. The rocket crashed into the side of the helicopter, flames engulfing it. I cringed and tried to look away from the destruction, only to be met with a Marine on the ground.

     "Don't be proven otherwise." Is all he said.

     I collapsed to my knees. Hands between my hands. I eventually looked up to see a line of people. A long line of people. And ponies. The first came up to me, and landed a fist right under my jaw. "My name was Jorge Rodriguez. I had a wife and two children." He then vanished.

     Then the next. A knee to the gut. "My name was Adam Roberts. I had a beautiful son."

     This went on for ten minutes. People beating my body to a bloody pulp. Saying their name and family. I just lay there and took the blows. They eventually ended. Leaving me alone once again. A metallic voice came over. "Isn't it great when I have control?"

     "Sub, why?" I got out. Tears streaming down my face. Pistols wouldn't form in my hands to end this nightmare.

     "Because, you thought you could just snatch control away from me! This is my dream, not yours! I choose what happens, not you! And that poison just helped me take control."

     I heard a rumble in tge distance. "You don't have control much longer. It's almost over."

     "While that is true, let's make your entrance back into reality shocking shall we?" Lightning struck me in the chest, sending me into a massive state of pain. It eventually burned all my internal organs, waking me up.

     I shot up in the bed, sweat dripping down my body, as well as tears from my eyes. I looked around the room. Another hospital. This time however, two bodies lay in chairs next to my bed. I saw a orange body slowly rising and falling. I gently picked her up, and brought her as close to me as possible. This woke her up. I didn't care. She rubbed her eyes, and when she realized what was happening, tried to crawl even closer to me. Tears stsrted pouring from my eyes. "Scootaloo, remember that promise I made?"

     "Yes?" She looked into my eyes.

     Luna had woken also. Her eyes containing tears as well. "Michael!" She yelled as she jumped up snd ran over to me, wrapping me and Scootaloo in her wings.

     "Luna, this goes for you too. I promise, I will never let anything hurt you. But, you have to make ME a promise."

     They both looked into my eyes, and in unison, asked "What?"

     I pulled them even closer. "That you never lie to me, and you will always love me. No matter where I'm at, or how long."

     "Deal." They said. I brought them closer to me, but still not close enough.

     Thirty minutes passed, and Scootaloo was asleep on my chest, Luna reading a book. I was to stay in the hospital overnight, and I planned on staying up with Luna and sleeping on the train back to Ponyville. No way I was teleporting. Luna sighed out of nowhere and looked at me. "I am so sorry, Michael."

     I looked over in confusion. "What for?"

     "I tried to stop him. But something, I think it was the poison, it wouldn't let me interact with you in your dream. That Luna in your dream, that wasn't me." She said, placing her book on a nearby table.

     "Don't worry, Lu. I know that it wasn't really you. It was just a dream."

     She lowered her head. "I know, but you were in so much pain. I had to leave when I saw all those people and ponies kicking and hitting you. I couldn't stand to see you like that." A tear formed in her eye. "You promise to protect us, but only ask for trust and love."

     I motioned for her to come closer. When she was within arms reach, I started scratching behind her ear. "Because that's all I need. I can protect myself. You and Scootaloo have both proven that you can care for yourselves, but it's difficult. It is beneficial for me to be with you."

     "I know, but I just..."

     I cut her off. "You just don't think it's fair. I know. And I understand. But don't worry Lu." I said with a smile.

     She smiled back. "You know, I won't be able to see you as much in Ponyville."

     I sighed. "True. That is true." I desperately tried to make a connection with Celestia. I had to wake her from her slumber.

     "What are we going to do?" She asked. Already sticking out her lip a little.

     "Michael, I hope this is important." Celestia rang through my head.

     "Teddy bear, Luna's room, teleport it to my left hand."

     She squeed a little. "Ten seconds flat."

     I looked back at Luna, she was confused at me zoning out. "I have an idea on how I can stay in Canterlot just a touch longer."

     "Oh, and how's that?" She had confusion on her face.

     I heard a muffled pop, and felt a new sensation in my hand. "Whenever I was in the dream, the nightmare, I realized something."

     "What's that?" Even more confusion appeared on her face.

     "I realized, when you walked away from me, I was hurt. Badly hurt. Torn apart."

     "What are you getting at?"

     "Usually, the only time I feel torn when someone leaves is when I have a connection with them." I tear formed in my eye. "My mother.... My squad...."

     "So you feel a connection with me?"

     I clutched the bear in my hands. "If someone would have told me that I would love a princess that raises the moon, I would have called them crazy. Yet, here we are."

     She smiled and blushed. Wrapping a hoof around my neck. "Michael, what are you saying?"

     I pulled the bear from under the blanket. "I'm not saying anything."

     Her smile went ear to ear. "Michael! Are you serious?"

     "As a heart attack."

     She started bouncing up and down. I could only smile. I heard a very loud gasp from my left. I looked over to see a pink body sticking out of a tissue box. "You're getting married for REAL this time!"

     "Pinkie.... how did you..." I pointed at the tissue box

     "No time to explain! I have to tell Twilight!" She then sunk back down into the box.

     I reached over, tearing it to little bits. "How the fuck did she..."

     "That's just Pinkie being Pinkie." Luna said. Still bouncing. "I have to tell Tia!" She then ran out of the room. Slamming the door behind her. Waking Scoots.

     She yawned. "What time is it?" She asked.

     "Night."

     She punched my chest in the location of the moon. "I asked the time. And what was that noise?"

     "Luna slamming the door." I said. I started scratching behind Scootaloo's ears. She laid her head back down.

     "Why'd she slam the door?"

     "She was exited."

     "Why was she exited?"

     "I gave her something."

     "What'd you give her?"

     I sighed. "You really want to know?"

     "Well duh." She said. Her eyes closed, drifting off to sleep.

     "Luna's going to be your step-mom very soon."

     Her eyes shot open. "What!?"

     "I proposed, Scoot. I really like Luna. I want to be with her for a long time."

     "But why her? Haven't you heard the stories and myths?"

     "Scoot, Nightmare isn't an issue. Twilight and her friends delt with her a while ago. There's nothing to be afraid of."

     "But haven't you heard the myths? The Nightmare never really leaves the pony it occupies, until the pony dies... Luna is immortal."

     "There's a reason that they are called myths and rumors, Scootaloo. It's because they aren't real."

     She looked around the room, then replied. "Just last year, you were a rumor. But here we are."

     I was frozen. It was true. I was a creature of mythology to them. But to me, they were creatures of mythology. I sighed. "Well then, let's hope that it doesn't resurface in our lifetime."

     She curled back into a ball. "You're still going to fo through with it, aren't you though?"

     I ran my fingers through her mane. "Most likely, yes."

     "You realize you will be related to Prince Blueblood?"

Fucking DAMMIT! I sighed. "Well I never thought of that until you just brought it up."

     She just smiled. "Goodnight, Daddy."

     "G'night Scoots." I replied. Her breathing quickly became a steady rise and fall. I laid my head on the pillow. I had a single thought running through my mind. Fuck Blueblood. After about an hour, Luna still hadn't returned. I let sleep overtake my body, after thirty minutes of laying completely still. The weight fell on my chest, and the dream began.

     "You're an idiot, you know that right?" The metallic voice rang through the marble room. I was putting the last few pieces of my combat armor on.

     "Fuck you." Was all I said as I placed the box knives on my hip, and grabbed the AA-12 on the wall.

     "Fuck me? Look at you! You are about to marry a pony! A horse!"

     I started towards the door that would lead me to the arena. "And your point is...?"

     "It's unheard of! Imagine what people back on Earth would say if you told them you married a pony."

     "I'm not going back to Earth, so it doesn't matter." I opened the door, the arena already had storm clouds, waiting for my request.

     "Why don't you want to go back? I don't understand."

     "I like Equestria, it's peaceful. Now, give me a sniper."

     "A sniper?"

     "I didn't studder. Give me a sniper."

     "One sniper, coming right up."

     The clouds shook as a bolt of lightning hit the ground. "Hello Michael "

     "Really? I ask for a sniper and you give me him? I actually wanted a challenge. No offense, Church, but you aren't exactly the greatest shot."

     He seemed to get angry. "Oh yeah? Eat this!" He pulled the trigger four times.

     "Still here. I guess you'll work, haven't used my AA in a while." I started walking towards the petrified sniper.

     "Dammit! Wait, let me reload!" He dropped the clip, and tried to insert another. With no success.

     "It's backwards, dumbass." I said as I tried to remember if he had shields or not.

     "Oh..." He flipped the clip around and popped it in. "Suck my dick!" He screamed as he pulled the trigger four more times.

     Every shot missed. "Alright, I'm just going to put you out of your misery." I brought the automatic shotgun with the bottomless clip up to my shoulder, and pulled the trigger. The shots ripped through his armor, leaving no chance of survival. I let around fifty shots enter him before I let go of the trigger. I sighed. "Sub, what am I?"

     "What are you? An idiot."

     "You know what I mean." I said as I jumped into the stands, taking a seat to talk with my subconscious.

     "Well, seeing that I am the opposite of you, if you know who I am, then you know who you are."

     "How am I to know who you are, when I can't see you?"

     "Michael, does my personality not give you enough to know who I am?"

     "It helps if there's a face to put with it."

     "We both know damn well that's not possible." I sat in silence, letting the dream's energy flow through my veins. "You don't trust her."

     "Tell me you aren't just now figuring this out."

     "I've always had a hunch, but your response just answered it for me."

     I looked up at the strange clouds. "I thought you knew everything about us?"

     "I know what you know, but don't know. I have no ties to the conscious part of your mind."

     "You know, I fucking hate you." I said as I heard a muffled rumble far away.

     "I hate you as well, Michael. Ever since you learned how to steal control from me."

     "I had good reason."

     "Scared of what was really going through your head at night?"

     I stood up and made my way to the center of the arena. "Not scared, not hiding either. I felt as though with me knowing what's going on, I thought you might be a little more compassionate towards what I want to know."

     As the dream started collapsing the arena, Sub spoke once more. "I only act how you expect me to."

     As I started to protest, a bright light blinded me. The sun.

     I opened my eyes to be met with an empty hospital room. I had a bad feeling about it, I just sighed and came to a realization over something I heard a long time ago. "Every day is a good day, some are just better than others."