What If: My Second Life

CHAPTER 30: Part of me

Author's Note: So, if you have been paying attention, the cover has changed! From Black Gold to Jace and Black Gold! That picture was done by my friend Isaac, or Inoeitall. He did the cover art for Coal and also drew Copper. I really wish I could draw...He's really good. Anyway, here's a link to his DeviantART! GO SPAM THIS GUY WITH THANK YOU!!

“FUUUUUUUUUUUCK!” Was the only thing that came out of Jace's mouth as he fell through the sky. He yelled at the top of his lungs, flailing and kicking as he tried to grab hold of something in his dangerous free-fall. His eyes started to water as he kept them open to watch the ground get closer and closer as he descended. He closed his eyes when he was pretty close to the ground.

'Goodbye...World,' his thoughts were saying goodbye as he smashed into the ground, leaving Jace face first in dirt. He groaned and lifted his head, his nose bloodied. He spat out the dirt and sat up, his back sore. He cracked his nose back into place. 'Broken it again. Shame, easier than the first time.' He looked around his area and found a sign that said, 'PONYVILLE, 0.5 MILES.' The sign was in the shape of a giant arrow that pointed to the left. Jace turned his head that way and saw the small town.

He stood and brushed the dust off of him, trying to clean the blood on his face. He scratched his head, looking for his hat. He turned around and smiled as he found the black cap laying in the grass. He walked over, and donned the hat, adjusting it so it was backwards on his head. He turned and started his trek to Ponyville. 'Hopefully somepony will tell me what the hell is going on...'

His thoughts kept him company as he walked into the town. The ponies that he first encountered...Ran. He raised a brow at the sight as ponies ran into there homes and locked the doors. 'What in the hell is going on? I've been in this town for almost two months, these ponies know me...'

“No, they do not...”

'What th- Aksheal? Is that you?'

“Yes Jace, it is. I've been watching everything from here. You are inside a different Ponyville, one that hasn't seen a human in..Well, ever.”

'WHAT?! A different Ponyville?! Like a different dimension?'

“Not exactly, I thought you of all people would have remembered this Ponyville. After all, it is the home of your greatest fears and nightmares...”

“FEARS AND NIGHTMARES?!” He yelled out instead of thinking it. “WHAT IN THE FUCK IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?!!?” He looked around and saw everything to be in perfect shape! 'Nothing scary about this place...'

Aksheal's voice piped in. “No, because you are not having a nightmare. This is an area in my- err.. Our realm that is home to your worst fears and nightmares..I watched through the first time you've been in here in a long time. Before, I was being created, when you had the nightmare about Vinyl kill-”

'NO! I don't want to think about that again!' His thoughts were scared, and had a hint of sadness in them. 'Never...Again...'

“Well, this is where you were sent. The pony you had become was your personal pony that had been created when you were a brony back on Earth.”

'How do you kn-'

“I have all your memories in the office on the top floor of the tower Jace, everything you know, I know. Anyway, yes, that is none other than-”

“Black Gold...” Jace finished out loud. “Ohhh, fuck!” He ran off down the street to the path that lead to Vinyl's mansion. He ran at his top sprinting speed, getting there in under five minutes, a new record he set for himself. Something strange though, his asthma wasn't kicking in. At this point, he should be gasping and wheezing, but he wasn't! He was perfectly fine. 'Must be the realm I'm in. I did create this place..'

Getting the the gates, the guard stopped him. “hold on there mis..ter?” The guard pony took a couple steps back. “Oh buck,” he whispered, “p-please don't hurt me! I have a wife and two foals!” The pony lifted up his hooves to protect his face as he fell back on his haunches. Jace walked over calmly and pulled him into a hug. The pony tried to squirm and flail, but Jace held firm. The pony seemed to calm down after a while.

I moved from him after a while and looked into his eyes. “Frank, I'm not going to hurt you..”

“H-How do you know my name?” He looked at the strange creature standing in front of him with a look of bewilderment.

Jace cleared his throat, “Now, is that anyway to greet an ol' friend there boyo?” He put on the thick Scottish accent he remembered Black Gold having. Franko was wide eyed, mouth agape. He looked like a statue as he sat there, just staring. Jace blinked and poked him in the side and it toppled the police-pony. “Well, fuck..Guess this is where parkour comes in...”

Jace walked back down the trail, then stopped a good bit away. He turned and faced the gated mansion. He narrowed his eyes and threw off his hat, throwing his hood up and taking a starting stance. He stared at the surroundings for a bit before going off at a full sprint near the guard box. He ran up the small shack, getting onto the roof with relative ease. He stepped back a bit and then took off at a sprint, jumping off the guard-box and wall running the golden fence. It was quite difficult with all the bars not being connected together, but he managed to get up high enough and jump over the dangerously sharp spikes on the top of the gate.

He rolled when he hit the ground to make the landing a bit softer. He used the momentum to tuck himself into a roll and then stop at a crouching stance, looking down. He looked up and around the mansion's front porch. He stood, walking up slowly to the door while a FUCKING EXPLOSION HAPPENED FROM BEHI- Wait, this isn't Micheal Bay. Darn.

Anyway, he got up to the door and knocked a couple times. The sound of hooves against wood could be heard and shortly after, the door swung open. “Yeeeess, may I hel-” The black pony at the door stopped and looked up at the creature in front of him. “FUCK.” He tried to run but Jace grabbed him by the tail.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, Shale. You ain't goin' nowhere boyo!” He put on the Scottish accent again. “Why would you run from an ol' friend?” Shale stopped his panicked run and turned to face the thing holding him.

“Holy shit, Gold?! Is that you?! No, it can't be, you're...A thing!”

“I'll explain this when I get time, where's Vinyl?”

“In the recording studio of the house. Why?”

“I need to go talk to her.” Jace threw down the hood he was wearing and let his brown hair fall into his face. The black had been dye and it had grown out. He got it cut at the salon earlier that month and it looked better than it used to.

But, that didn't matter right now. Jace walked to where the recording studio in the mansion was and was blocked to Vinyl by a glass pane. He stood there and peeked in, smiling as she sang. He put on some headphones and listened to her sweet voice. He pushed a button to the mic. “You have a gorgeous voice.” This scared her and she jumped back, looking at the human. She screamed and it was enough to make Jace throw the headphones off. “LORDY LASSY! Ya' got a nice setta pipes on you.” She stopped screaming as she heard the voice.

She ran to the door and pushed it open. “Gold!?! What the fuck happened to you?!”

“Long..Fucking..Story. But, I should tell you, I'm not Gold. I'm Jace, pretty much the creator of this world. You are ruled by Aksheal who cannot help me at this time. I don't know why, so don't ask. I am Aksheal's creator by the way.” Vinyl was staring at Jace with a horrified look.

“Dude, what the fuck did you drink this morning? You're fucking crazy!” She pushed past him.

“Crazy?! Not every fucking day you see a human walk into your mansion!”

“Touche..” She turned to him. “But it's also not every day that you get told that your God is standing before you..”

“Touche..” He whispered as he followed her. “Well, what would make you believe me?”

“First off, who is Aksheal's wife?”

“Lyniv Hctarcs (Li-Niv Hic-Tar-Us), she looks exactly like you, is seen wearing robes of royalty and is the messenger of Aksheal when he is busy. She is also a loving wife based off of my Vinyl in the world that I come from...Did I get that dead on?” She was gaping at this point, and slowly nodded. “There, I've proved myself.”

“Alright, I believe you...Wow...So you're the one who came up with Gold huh? Good job! He's a fun dude!”

“Well, thank you. I liked the Scottish accent. Though I cannot do one that well, I wanted SOMEONE to have an awesome accent.” He shrugged and they walked into the living room. He jumped onto the couch and Shale walked in.

“Hey, you want a beer?” Shale asked Jace with a smile.

“You guys have legitimate beer here?” They both nodded. “Well, BAWLS TO CIDER! Toss me one!” Shale walked into the kitchen with a beer being held by his wing. He tossed it up and smacked it with his wing over to Jace who caught it with ease. “Twenty years of video games are paying off.” He cracked it open and took a sip. “Ohhh, I haven't had one of these in mon- WHOA WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?” He looked at his arm that was holding the beer and it had slowly started to turn yellow. He started to glow a bit as he did. “Oh fuck! AHHHHHHH!!” His voice got distorted and robotic as a flash of light blinded everypony in the room, the beer falling to the ground and spilling its contents on the floor.

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“AHHHHHHHH!” I shot up from my sleeping position and looked around frantically. My mind raced as I looked around the room, seeing myself next to Vinyl. She was staring right at me.

“Well, good morning too you too...” She yawned and got out of the bed, trotting out of the room for her morning shower. I blinked a couple times.

“Vinyl!” I called before she got out of the door. She stopped and turned to me.

“Hmmm?”

“I love you so much.”

“I know! I love me too!” She smiled wide and went off to the shower.

“Cheeky bugger.” I smirked lightly and pulled off the covers. I got up and felt a breeze between my knees. “Now. Where in the fuck are my pants?” This, was going to be a long day.

I sighed and looked around the room, then in the bedsheets. I found my pants at the foot of the bed all crumpled up. I pulled them out and threw them on, just free-balling it.

Then, the memories started to flash back of Black Gold, in my world. WHERE'S MY POPCORN? I CAN'T WATCH A MOVIE WITHOUT MY POPCORN!