Let me tell you a story... (currently rewriting)

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Twenty years… That’s how long I’ve been in this place, this… cage. The Elders encased me, afraid that I could use my powers for evil… or so they said. What kind of people encase a five year old child, to train it to become a ruthless killing machine. I was blind as to what these people were doing, but yesterday… something snapped inside of me.

A visit from one of my old palls, Kimbley, or as people call him, The Prophet. He’s an elderly man, always in a good mood, I feel that if he ever gets mad the world will end. He made me see the light, as to what The Elders were doing, and I did not agree. And now here I am… waiting for the right moment to break free. They might’ve encased my true power… but I’m far from powerless.

I have had enough! The tattoos of chains, constantly reminding me of my imprisonment, began glowing in an azure tone, the ever reminding color of what could’ve been. The light was enough for one to see my body, fully covered with these chain tattoos. The black hair, the azure eyes… one could see every single detail from the intensity of the light.

The chains attaching me to the walls of this room were no match for my newfound strength as they were hastily absorbed by these bindings printed on my body. My screams of pain echoed throughout my chamber as the painful absorption was beginning to take a toll on me. The pain continued even after I absorbed the chains, but I couldn’t care less… I was free

I ran as fast as I could towards the door, slamming against it and taking out whatever poor apprentice was guarding it. I dashed through the halls of the building, heading towards the garden, where some equipment was put by Kimbley for the day I escaped.

A door slammed open as I ran through it and walked into a room filled with mages, apprentices and masters were talking peacefully until that moment. All eyes turned towards me… I had to fight through this one.

One of the mages rushed forward, trying to immobilize me with a shock spell. This was easily dodged by me, as I countered with my own spell. The chain tattoos flared to life as I encased my assailant in the chains I had summoned. I turned towards the crowd as all prepared to take me down. I launched a chain against one of the apprentices, only to be met by a confused stare. This did not last for long as I pulled myself against him and kicked his face.

I turned just in time to dodge a lightning bolt. I saw several spells coming against me and, with another burst of light, a wall of chains formed around me. With a wave of my hand the chains extended forwards, hopefully hitting someone. Due to the sheer number of enemies, hitting someone was easy enough. I once again launched a chain against another one, this time pulling him towards me and smashing him against his allies.

As soon as I landed I launched my chains and used them as whips, hitting everyone within their radius. I was too distracted, though, to see the icicle behind me. I was unable to dodge and was pierced right in the shoulder. The moment I fell from the pain the other mages launched several spells at me.

Consciousness was beginning to leave me as all spells hit. No matter what happened I was not letting them take me again, I was not going back to that cage. I focused all the power I could muster as numerous chains came out of my back, and from the sheer speed, managed to pierce the mages’ bodies, killing them.

With that attack I somehow felt… renewed. Almost as if... I stole the life of these mages. I couldn’t handle the guilt, I had to get as far away as possible. I felt just like new as I continued my run towards the gardens, leaving the bloody battlefield behind, trying to forget the lives I had taken.

I got to the gardens and opened the chest that was in a hidden space, safe from prying eyes. Inside it I saw a sword and some clothes, designed to hide most of my body. I put on the black trench coat and a pair of brown gloves along with a scarf and a wide-brimmed hat to cover my face. Only my eyes could be seen. I stored the sword within my coat as I launched a chain towards a nearby tree, swinging myself into, hopefully, somewhere I could live free.

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<…>

“So… Why is there a party?” Duncan asked.

“I throw a party for every new pony in town!” Pinkie replied.

“Rythian… I’m not sure what to say, but I think that, when we leave, our sanity will never be the same.” Duncan muttered to the Enderborn.

“I second that opinion.” Rythian said, pointing at Pinkie, who had just eaten a whole cake in one bite.

“Do you mind if I ask you some questions?” Twilight jumped into the conversation.

“Go ahead.” Duncan motioned for her to continue.

“How’s it like in your world?” She asked.

“Well there are pretty much three factions: Honeydew Inc., which consists of me, a dwarf named Simon and a spaceman called Lewis. There is Sips Co., made by Sips and Sjin, they usually work with Honeydew Inc., tough. And then there is Blackrock, of which are part Rythian, a dinosaur called Teep, and a girl named Zoey.” Duncan explained.

“But there are several people who live apart from the factions. They, however, don’t have much impact in the Tekkit worlds.” Rythian completed. “I can’t help but wonder, tough, why was Minecraftia so cubic when there are worlds with curves everywhere?”

“What do you mean?” Twilight asked.

“In Minecraftia EVERYTHING is cubes! Just don’t question it and you’ll be fine, much like you said about your pink friend.” Duncan said.

“Changing subject, what kind of magic do you have there?” She asked. Rythian took out a few crystals, red, blue, grey, yellow, green and purple.

“We use these shards to fuel our magical power, each charged with one element except for the vis and the dull ones.” He said pointing at the purple and grey crystals. “Through these shards we can create objects that allow us to understand the world through magic.”

“But I think you’re forgetting that our science is also very advanced! When I and Sjin work together we can make basically any machine you can think of! Including Doomsday devices!” Duncan cackled maniacally as a thunder bolt fell just outside. All of the sudden Rainbow appeared at the door.

“Did I do it right?” She asked.

“Thank you Rainbow, your timing was perfect!” Duncan said, suddenly serious. Out of nowhere a scream was heard.

“Monster, at the border of the Everfree, everypony run for their lives!” Duncan and Rythian looked at each other and with a nod they were off. The confused ponies following soon after.

“Where is this Everfree?” Rythian asked.

“It’s that way!” Twilight said, pointing in the direction of the forest.

<…>

Monster… that was what I was called by that pony. Are they just not used to humans, or did it see just the blood-thirsty war machine the elders tried to make me? Whatever happened, I didn’t care. I followed the road Kimbley told me to, hopefully guiding me to him. It would be good to start a new life with an old friend by my side.

I resumed walking towards the town, in which frenzy could be seen. Ponies ran everywhere for their lives but my attention was focused on the group heading towards me. Two humans and six ponies. The humans’ clothes were a bit tattered, so I assumed they were engaging in a battle against something, or each other, before I arrived. I took my hand inside my trench coat and let it rest on the hilt of my sword.

“Who are you?” The human in black cape asks.

“Depends on who’s asking.” I reply tightening the grip on my sword. I saw the two humans looking at each other, confused. I did not take notice, however, of a pony approaching me.

“Hello my name is Twilight Sparkle, and you are?” She asked.

“I go by the name Alligat. And if you don’t mind I need to keep going.” I said. I had no time to lose for I didn’t want to keep Kimbley waiting.

“Can you tell me where you’re going?” She asked. I searched within my coat and took out a map. I showed it to the pony. “Why would you want to go to Canterlot?”

“A friend is waiting for me there. And he is very powerful, with abilities unlike any other. That’s why I mustn’t keep him waiting.” I answered.

“Maybe you could go with us! I was going to ask for a audience between the princesses, Rythian and Duncan tomorrow, to try and figure out on how to get home anyway.” She said. I pondered my options for a moment. On one hand, if I went with them it would probably be faster as they would have a means of transportation. On the other hand, would it make up for the time lost?

“Hey we can get home ourselves! I just need the materials to rebuild the machine, and that should be ready with a few hours of mining!” The human in labcoat exclaimed.

“Just take the help Duncan.” The other said.

“Mark my words Rythian! We shall get home with science not magic!” The one named Duncan snapped back.

“Why not both?” I barely heard the yellow pegasus, ignored by everyone but me.

“Are you usually ignored like this?” I asked, startling the pegasus.

“Oh, uhm… I’m not being ignored, usually everypony doesn’t hear me, due to my low voice.” She explained.

“Then allow me.” I approached the fighting humans. “Why not overclock the machine with magic, taking you back to your world?” They both stopped and looked at me.

“That… might work.” Duncan said, rubbing his chin.

“Thank the yellow pony.” I said, pointing at her with a gloved hand.

“How have you learned about machines in a world that has very underdeveloped technology? From what I’ve seen at least.” Rythian said.

“That is something I’m not willing to talk.” I areplied.

“One more thing. How come you trust us this easily?” He asked. This drew curious stares from the others.

“Yeah, you don’t look like you would just be this friendly to somepony so easily.” A blue pegasus added.

“Because I can tell by the way you act and the way the humans dress that you do not work for the Elders. That is all I will say for now.” I jumped on to a roof. “And for the record I do not trust you just yet. You’re just a means to an end… at the moment.” I added, lying down and trying to sleep.

<…>

A few moments later, in Canterlot Celestia received a letter from her student. The letter told of three humans, staying in Ponyville for the night, and it also requested for an audience with her. The name of the last human made her eyes widen. “Well I must say I’m a bit impressed, Kimbley. Your powers have not decayed at all in the past few years.” She said.

In front of her stood another human. This one was a bit aged, with light grey hair and a bushy mustache. His large brown eyes looked at Celestia in amusement. “Did you ever doubt my skill Celly? I’m not called the prophet in vain.” He chuckled while straightening his brown vest and white shirt.

“I never said that. But powers usually decay with age.” She replied. This resulted in a light laugh by Kimbley.

“In five-thousand years my powers have stayed the same. But tell me, who are the other humans with him?” Kimbley asked.

“According to what Twilight says in the letter, they’re called Rythian and Duncan.” Celestia said. Kimbley took out the glove on his right hand, revealing the drawing of an eye. The eye began glowing green.

“And Tempes is almost out too! I’m sure that the Azure Flame and the Crimson Wind will make a great team! And we’re gonna need it too, for The Primordials will soon strike, led by The Elders. As for the Mad Scientist and the Enderborn… let’s see if we can get them on our side.” Kimbley said.

“Let us hope that they are powerful enough.” Celestia replied.