Of Myrs, Fire And Mind

Still Rythian’s POV…

  The abundance of mana in this plane is amazing! I can just blink around repeatedly and I barely use any of it. The tree tops of a small forest gave me a perfect cover for me to get to this Ponyville town. Thanks to some, very oblivious, scholars I knew exactly where I was headed to. Let’s just say that Lazav’s lessons on mind magic can come in useful when extracting info.

   So I was travelling and I came across a large metal box, right outside the town. This was definitely Malik’s work. I summoned four Deathcult Rogues, just in case something happened. They were gazing at me through their skeleton masks, awaiting orders. I gestured for them to keep hidden while following me, we had to find him without alerting any of the townsfolk.

   I eventually came across a clearing, in which, to make the situation even worse, was the very known pyromancer Chandra Nalaar. Clearings are not good for assassins, there’s not enough cover, and having someone who could burn you to a crisp in seconds made it that much worse.

  I did not want to take any chances, I was there to find Malik and no one else. I heard some commotion and spotted some myrs, black as the night. I had heard from other agents that Malik used myrs but these seemed different, they seemed a bit more… dark. Physically they were a perfect copy but they had a mind, different than the AI cores I learned to deactivate to sabotage some Izzet experiments, just pure evil.

  I decided to stay low. I examined the surrounding area, spotting three ponies: An excessively pink earth pony, a blue pegasus, who was currently going back to the town, and lastly a yellow pegasus cowering behind her pink mane. I also noticed Chandra taking an offensive stance, just daring the myrs to come closer.

Back with Malik…

  “It’s almost finished but we need to charge it.” I said, standing in front of an uncharged mana coil me and Twilight built.

Before Twilight could reply the door to the basement slammed open, revealing a worried Jace.

  “Attack. On a clearing right out of Ponyville. We need to get there now!” He said in a hurry. I quickly morphed into the King of Blades and puled Jace in with my psionic grip. Before anything could be said I had teleported us there.

  “Just warn me next time you do that.” Jace said, annoyed at my course of action.

  “You were the one in a hurry.” I replied with a sly grin.

  “Sorry to interrupt but we have a bit of an issue here!” Chandra yelled out while bursting a group of dark myr down with flames.

  “On it!” I replied, channeling one of my most powerful attacks, Apocalypse. “Get out of the orange circle!” I yelled out, and Chandra did so. The following blast took out some of them but there were many, many more.

  “They’re still coming!” Twilight warned.

  “Those poor bastards.” Chandra said with a grin before enveloping her body in flames. Every punch and kick she landed lit one of their opponents on fire. “Utterly is my favourite way to destroy things.” She said before summoning a massive ball of fire and destroying some more of our assailants.

  The rest of us joined the fight. I started by summoning my elite team: Alpha, the striker; Beta, the tank; Gama, the assassin; Epsilon, the archer and Omega, the sharpshooter. Each assumed their positions in battle, Alpha and Beta charged while Gama vanished into the shadows, and from the backlines Epsilon and Omega shot down everyone in their way.

   Meanwhile me, Twilight, Rarity and Jace were using Telekinesis to crush the constructs and send them against others, causing a domino effect. To this day I’m still confused about where Pinkie got the cannon to shoot the myrs but I just went with it, while this was happening Rainbow was distracting some of them while Applejack tied them up in groups and bucked them into oblivion. Fluttershy unsurprisingly was cowering.

There were many of them but then again, I am the King of Blades. I rushed in and used my ‘wings’, much like I had seen Kerrigan do all those times in the past. I stabbed two myrs and used my claws to slash some more. I backed away and stabbed the ground with my wings, causing spikes to come out of the ground, a mix of psionic powers and a spell I learned in my travels.

  “These myrs are corrupted. There’s only two planeswalkers I know that use artifacts: Tezzeret, and Flynt. Flynt must’ve corrupted some AI cores with evil intentions.” I said, growling at the mention of the one who destroyed my plane.

“What are you doing you useless Myrs?!” A voice boomed throughout the battlefield. “We got direct orders from our master to kill them. GET TO IT!” The voice called as a giant black and humanoid construct came out of the sky and with a mettalic screech all the other myrs grew slightly stronger, as their increased size would tell.

  “Bring it!” Chandra said before charging against one of the myrs. She was stopped, however as the myr got slashed in half. “Wha?” She was genuinely confused. The myrs around her also got slashed in half.

  “Wait just a second…” A somewhat familiar voice said. Then, as if carried by the wind, five warriors appeared. I didn’t see their faces but I knew one of them by the cloak he was wearing and his brown hair.

  “Guess Rythian survived. Or at least his Minecraft skin.” I muttered with a grin.

  “I have had a lot of work trying to find another survivor. I will not let it go to waste.” Rythian said pointing a dagger at the metal construct.

“AH! You think you can defeat me fool? I am construct model prisoner nº 5 codename: D34TH! I shall destroy you!” The construct boomed before punching the ground where Rythian and the other warriors were. When the dust settled they were all on top of D34TH’s arm. Yellow eyes glared at the warriors on its arm.

  “How will you kill me when you can’t land a punch?” Rythian taunted. Somehow he knew the construct had feelings, such as anger, and he also knows anger make people predictable. Quoting Rythian ‘The day you become predictable is the day you die.’

  “Why is he taunting a robot?” Rainbow was confused.

  “I can sense the magic of a personality core. That means D34TH has feelings. He’s trying to make it angry.” I replied.

  “And why would he want to do that?” She asked.

  “Anger causes predictability.” I answered with a grin.

  “You know him, MaIik?” Twilight asked

  “Sort of. He made videos back in my home plane. If he survived, there might be others. But the thing is… he’s got this.” I said. We all turned back to the battle seeing Rythian and, the now identified, Deathcult Rogues dodging blow after blow from D34TH.

“JUST DIE!” It called out in anger trying to crush its opponents with a devastating punch. The following shockwave almost knocked me off my feet. A rift was opened on the ground and it was headed towards Twilight. I quickly rushed over and caught her right before she fell.

“Don’t worry I got you!” I said pulling her up.

“Thanks for that.” She thanked me.

“Not a problem. Just try to be careful from now on, Flynt isn’t someone you want to underestimate.” I said.

  “Well look over here. What is this?” I heard Rythian ask while standing on the back of D34Th’s head and opening a panel. That is where the processor and personality core is situated. By destroying them both, the robot would no longer be a threat. Rythian stuck his dagger in both and the metallic body fell limp to the ground.

  “Get owned son!” He let out a victorious laugh. He looked behind and saw a field of destroyed myrs, as well as the rogues disappearing into the shadows. “Hey! how’s it going?” He greeted.

  “Well thanks for taking care of this robot. But who are you?” Twilight asked.

  “Joakim Hellstrand. Call me Rythian. I came here searching for Malik, anyone seen him?” He said.

  I morphed into my human form again. “I’m Malik. I’m impressed that you actually survived. Did anyone else of the Yogscast make it out?” I asked.

  Rythian’s look fell and his voice saddened. “Unfortunately no. But now that we are together as survivors in this, we can possibly avenge Earth and stop Flynt from destroying any other plane.” He said.

  “That was my plan. But let me guess: Dimir?” I asked.

  “Is it that obvious?” He asked with a chuckle.

  “Very. But let me introduce you to my friends: You might already know Jace and Chandra, because let’s face it, the Dimir know everything. But anyway, these are Twilight Sparkle, Rainbow Dash, Pinkie Pie, Applejack, Rarity, and that’s Fluttershy cowering behind Rainbow.” I said introducing them all.

  “Well it’s nice to meet you all but I believe me and Malik need to have a little talk and we would very much appreciate if we could talk in private.” The others agreed and bid Rythian farewell. Soon it was just me and Rythian in the clearing.

  “So… recognized me and asked for the Yogscast, so I assume you’re a fan.” He said.

  “I was a big one, yes. You had some memorable moments in your videos, and I love how you did your Dishonored playthrough.” I said.

  “Thanks. As for that purple exoskeleton I got one question: Zerg?” He asked.

  “Pretty much. It appears that some events from videogames back on Earth are very ahead of their time. I was in the Korhal assault, for example.” I answered. “I helped Kerrigan and she gave me power in return. From the way we worked as a team I got the title King of Blades.”

  “I have actually been in Dunwall and partnered up with Corvo.” He said.

  “Do you have any information on any other survivors?” I asked.

  “Our next destination.” He said getting a piece of paper he was hiding in his clothes. “ Is called Runeterra.”

  “League of Legends… I used to play that game. Anything else?” I asked.

  “He goes by the name Dion Andersen. He is the only survivor besides us, at least that I know of.” He said.

  “PaperBatVG, also known as PBat. I used to be a fan of him too.” I said. “I just realized that Flynt takes the term sore loser to the extreme. I mean, we didn’t give Earth to him and he destroys it!” This resulted on a chuckle from Rythian.

  “We should go back now. I have an extra room over at the place I’ve been using as a home. You probably came across it, a large metal box.” I said.

  “I remember seeing it. Let’s go.” He said before we started walking away from the battlefield.

  “By the way, why are you on your Minecraft skin?” I asked out of curiosity.

  He laughed. “Oh this? I just think it looks cool.” He said. We both laughed as we were headed towards Ponyville.

Meanwhile in Runeterra…

  A red-headed woman walked through the luxurious halls of the Institute of War. The daggers attached to her legs and waist jingled as she advanced. Rows of summoners watched her as she was looking for someone. “Hey Katarina, how you doin’?” She turned around and saw a black man in the standard purple robe with golden trims that summoners wore.

  “Dion, just the one I wanted to see! I have a message from Jayce. He knows you summon me often so he gave this to me.” She said handing over a letter.

  “Alright, see ya’ on the fields.” Dion waved Katarina goodbye. “Let’s see what we have here.” He muttered opening the letter. As he read line after line his eyes widened.

  As soon as he finished reading he started running. “You saw that right champs and champettes?” He asked to seemingly no one. All the summoners and champions however, knew better.

  Heimerdinger, a great inventor from Piltover had heard a rumor that Dion had a large fan base which he cherished a lot before his plane was destroyed. Feeling pity for the latest summoner he dedicated a lot of his time to create a lens that let him communicate with them. They would see what he saw and hear what he heard. Everything the champs and champettes said appeared as comments in the livestreams he was so used to recording.

  Loads of comments from excited champs and champettes filled the lens. Soon Dion reached Jayce’s workshop. “Hey Jayce. How’s it going?” Dion greeted. The defender of tomorrow turned to greet the summoner.

  “Ah Dion! You’re here, and I assume you know what for.” Jayce said.

  “Well if what you said in the letter you gave to Kat is true, there are more survivors. And you said you have found them.” Pbat said.

  “That’s quite true but I’m afraid only a planeswalker can go through. Once you get to the plane where they are, however, you can summon a champion of your choosing. All you need is to give whoever you choose this.” Jayce pulled a circular white device. “This allows a champion to traverse the Multiverse as long as there’s a planeswalker summoning he or she at the destination. By the way, the name of the plane you’re going to is Equestria.”

Instantly the chat was filled with brony champs and champettes, excited at the idea of seeing Equestria. Jayce saw Dion’s eyes looking at all the comments. “And a friendly advice, try to keep your fans calm.” He said with a smirk.

  “Thanks Jayce. I will get Kat, me and her make a good team. Then… well I’ll see you when I’m done in Equestria.” Dion said.

  “Have a safe journey friend!” Jayce waved goodbye.