Born into Revolution

by Hegamonia

Rating: teen
Tags: Dark, Alternate Universe, Adventure, Crossover, Human
Length: 2099

One has died, another has ressurected from the ashes

Name: Nikolas Lancer
Designation: SPARTAN VI-XXI
Status: Deceased
Cause of Death: unknown
Body status: N/A, considered destroyed

In the abandoned city of Canterlot, a dark shape stirred within it's vast castle walls…

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2013-02-21 20:53:03 UTC

Chapter 1

I woke up gasping for breath as the pounding in my skull from the .50 inch explosive round lingered, more of a smack across the head instead of a sledgehammer being taken to it. I put one hand to the back of my head and used another to prop myself against a nearby pillar, and opened my eyes to reveal a moonlit room made of a brightly-colored marble, with several black bags of quite large sizes strewn about the floor in front of me, and a pair of long, thin swords on either side of me. My head gave a muffled thunk as it impacted the pillar and I dozed off...

I woke up feeling far more refreshed than last night, and without a headache, as I saw the light filtering through the windows I turned to stand up, but noticed my hand was not a normal tan-brown, but a midnight black and had a more feminine shape. My arms had lost some of their muscle definition and also gained the black color, and as I trailed off them I was cut off from looking any lower by a pair of sizable breasts, coming in as double Ds, wrapped in soft, purple silk. I looked around for a mirror and quickly spotted one leaning against a wall opposite me, only a couple feet away, and through it I saw I became a horse/human hybrid with black skin, which I corrected as fur when I felt it; I had hair that reminded me of the night sky and blew in a nonexistent breeze to my left, with a tail included, swishing out in the opposite direction; my face had grown slightly elongated yet kept a bit of a feminine look to them, with a pair of equine ears on top and a long, thin horn sprouting out of my forehead, my eye whites were a light teal and my irises were a darker shade, but the most astonishing feature was that they were feline. I had full, soft lips, my eyes trailed down below my head, where a long, slightly thin neck sat atop narrow shoulders, where my huge breasts were located, and on my back were a pair of huge, majestic wings, below them was a slim waist and a trim stomach that lead to wide hips and long, shapely legs that spoke of the strength rippling beneath the skin, ending in flat hooves; most of my body being covered by a light-blue armor. The armor was separated into sections and seemed to slide on from the portion it fits onto, a part for each of my legs and arms, a helmet, and a revealing upper-lower two-piece chest armor. The arm armor did it's job and completely covered the arms, separate at the elbows, shoulders and wrists; the leg armor protected the front and back of the legs but left the sides open, for which I guess was to allow breatheability, revealing a splotch of purple paint on my upper thighs containing a very light blue crescent moon; the waist armor was basically a silk cloth held by a 'belt' of armor, and secured by a leaf-shaped groin protector that held the same moon on it; the lower portion of the chest armor covered the stomach, and most of my back; the upper portion held my breasts up and covered my shoulders, but did not cover the rest of my back; the helmet began at the base of my skull and trailed up and around to hug the bridge of my snout, completely encasing my head in a layer of protective armor with the exception of my ears, horn, eyes and lower jaw. The whole set of armor was made out of some sort of lightweight metal and molded to fit my form perfectly and comfortably, but I could tell it was shifting in places, changing, and then I saw a layer of golden energy flare up around my form, then dissipate as I saw a HUD show up in my vision, displaying a rapidly recharging bar to my upper middle and an empty space in the lower right, and in the upper right, the lower left had some sort of motion sensor that pinged at regular intervals of a few seconds delay, then a long list of phrases slowly entered the left, saying:

SYSTEM CHECK:

MYTHRIL-A PLATING: 100%

REACTIVE METAL LIQUID CRYSTAL LAYER:100%

HYDROSTATIC GEL LAYER: 100%

ENERGY SHIELDS: 100%

FUSION REACTOR: 100%

AUTOMATIC BIOFOAM INJECTORS: 100%

BIOFOAM STORAGE CAPSULES: 50%

SYSTEMS WITHIN OPERATIONAL STANDARDS

'mythril-A? Biofoam injectors? what?' I thought, and the list disappeared and I was left with nothing to do, but explore. I looked away from the mirror and found many, many crates stacked around the room, but I left those alone as I found the bags from last night lying in a small pile nearby. I walked over to them and began removing one bag's contents; a couple of decently-sized laptops, several USB drives, chargers, a pair of turtle beach x42 wireless headsets, colored purple and a dark, dark blue and re-molded to fit over my ears, a razer ouroboros gaming mouse, a mousepad, and a few other miscellaneous wires and USB cables. The second one of the half-dozen bags contained lots and lots of software hardcopies, ranging from video games like Warhammer 40K: Space Marine, to system software like Adobe Audition Sound Creation, to System Operating Systems such as Windows 7 64-bit Ultimate. The other bags had my personal belongings, including my journal, which had some string theories in it and a few theories from some famous people, like Einstein's theory of relativity and the Alcubierre Drive, I opened it up and looked through all the pages, and found them all intact and in perfect condition, and stored it into one of the numerous backpacks littering the floor, tripping over something in the process. Looking at what it was I was gleeful to see my HK416 carbine rifle, with attached flashlight, M26 MASS shotgun, and 4x ACOG scope, and next to it was a Smith & Wesson 500, both were fully loaded when I checked. I gave the weapons a heft check and found that both were surprisingly light, far lighter than I remembered, Op 'Kingfisher', had to use one of the HK416 weapons when the M4 supply was dry. I put the necessities into one bag and lifted it over my shoulders, and headed for the exit, and found it to be a stairwell leading downwards, the light streaming in from above not able

Chapter 2

I woke up almost before dawn and yawned, then stood up and cracked my neck, note to self: do not sleep sitting upright on a piece of rock. As soon as I took a step forward my foot hit something and a metal clang reverberated through the room, looking down I saw that the armor was surrounding me, not a very good sign since nobody was around during the night. I avoided the armor as best as I could have, then looked around at the other areas, I found an entrance in the back that leads down and followed it. I reached the bottom and found a rather wierd sight: a solid steel door with a keypad next to it, or rather, a keypad that fits a giants hand more than mine, but I found a way to make it work. I entered the command to unlock the case and pulled it off, then started rewiring it so that the door will open no matter what key I put in. I pulled a red wire and a blue wire then crossed their paths before realising I left my soldering equipment in my bags upstairs, and headed back for it. I came back up, grabbed all my bags and headed back down, when I got to where I was before I looked through my bags for a battery-powered soldering iron, which ended up in my backpack. I took it out and started pulling wires and soldering them to different parts of the pad and put it all back together, then entered a random key, which was accepted and the door slowly ground open, revealing the motherload of computer parts, metal pieces, plastic sheets, gunpowder kegs, and several clear tanks containing some sort of bluish-black, opaque liquid. I shut the door behind me, then turned around and approached the liquid in the tanks before stepping in something wet, pointing my light down I saw it was the same liquid as before, pointing my light upwards I saw that the other tanks above them had some sort of milky-white liquid inside that seemed to generate a small amount of light, looking at the writing it said liquid white magic

WARNING: excessive use of fluid will result in some of the following:

horn loss

horn growth

explosive blasts of magic

constant headaches

mana reserves becoming non-existent

loss of motor functions

inability to rationalize decisions

internal bleeding

stomach ulcers

parts of user becoming pure energy

complete loss of physical form

inability to speak

cardiac arrest

recommended dose administered through external means: 10mg/h

recommended does administered orally: 15mg/h

recommended dose administered introvenously: 5mg/h

do not exceed recommended doses

"huh, guess someone was wanting a drug that makes him high, but why would they want it to be so potent? It doesn't make sense"

I looked around some more and found several more rows of these canisters, I looked at one of the tanks containing the blu-black liquid: Liquid dark magic

WARNING: DO NOT USE FOR CONSUMER USE

do not exceed 10 mg in ANY  administration

do not use on par with liquid white magic

Exessive use will result in:

Death

massive internal bleeding

rubberized bones

explosive hydrogen bubbles forming inside the body cavity until user death

extremely violent and unpredictable outbursts of magic from the body

user being consumed by the liquid and becoming more of it

extreme mutations where user will die an excrutiating death

user will explode in a shower of gore

painful sores appearing under epidermis

bone and muscle atrophy

lethargy

inscreased aggressiveness to others

thoughts of killing loved ones

destruction of users kidneys

mass organ shut down

strokes

constant heartache

liver destruction

UNLIKELY TO HAPPEN: incresed awareness of surroundings

able to climb on any surface

DO NOT SELL FOR PUBLIC USE, VIOLATORS WILL BE MADE AN EXAMPLE OF

"guess they don't want anyone selling off their merchandise, bit odd when you think about it" I said aloud, thenshined my light at the back of the room. There, a triplet of doors led to different directions, the leftmost one going left, the center going straight but having a ladder off to the side a little ways inside and the rightmost one going right. I looked down the three doorways before going down the center one, boots crunching beneath the gravel that fell from the cieling, gun out in front of me. Before long I entered a room lit brightly by several overhead tungsten lights, showcasing a tinkerer's heaven: a large workstation with several tools for welding, soldering, cutting and shaping, with enough supplies of wiring and insulation to make several full-sized powerplants, hundreds upon hundreds of double-A and triple-A batteries, lots of solder rods, stacks of a poly-uerathane fabric labeled 'Kevlar KM-2'. I backed back into the main room and went left, which led to a massive cuboard stocked with any type of non-perishable foods, which next to that was a walk-in freezer which likely held the perishable foods, to the right of the cuboard was a pair of electric stoves, with convection ovens underneath, in the middle was a large table for prepping food, and above that was a large collection of various knives of different sizes, beneath the table was piles of cases of seasons, anything from oregano to cinammon, chile pepper to salt, and anything in between. I went back to the main room again and went to the right door, inside was another set of doors, one going left, and another going right, and on opposite walls were actual bedrooms, obviously it was meant for a crew of maybe a couple dozen people. I went through the right door and came upon a small eight-by-six room with a metallic floor, about three inches from the wall in each direction was a yellow strip of light, I backed away and went through the other door, which held an armory of sorts, containing weapons and attachments I have never seen before, I looked at one of the weapons and picked it up, and started examining it...