Our Daily Life Living With Ponies.
Chi, the Mad-God
Previous ChapterThe being that was inhabiting Mark yawned idly, his arms swinging side to side. He had ceased mental communications, and was simply looking around the library. Even through the Chesire Grin he bore, it was clear the monster was smiling. And then he spoke, using his voice this time. “So, you can call me...Chi, I suppose. That is what I have been known as for a very, very long time.” A soft grin, before the monster raised his clawed hand. “And up we go.”
As he rose his hand, things around the tree-bary started floating. Little things at first, a book here, a quill there. Then the table, chairs, a sleeping Spike, all starting to raise high into the air. A soft laugh escaped the male, before everything just stopped in mid air. Dashie and Pinkie gave a soft gasp, the cotton-candy mare’s hair flattening down further and skittering slowly backwards against the wall, staring at the monster with wide eyes.
“Still. You...Ponies? Have a lot of power. Dangerous. I like it.” Chi murmured, before closing his hand. At once, everything that was floating ignited, including the fire resistant Spike. James covered the two ponies with his body, taking a shot of fire to his left side from a falling book. In anger, he drew his arm back, and lashed out. An instant later, the fire went out, and the objects fell, as Chi flew backwards, a shockwave of air driving him into the wall. “Don’t you DARE. Hurt these girls!”
“Hmmn. A human with bite, and one that doesn’t immediately hate something that it doesn’t recognize. Interessant.” The monster murmured, extracting himself from the wall, before yawning idly. “Ya-know, I used to be human, once. A long, long time ago. Well, it might be a short while for you, or might not have happened yet. Dimensional time-travel etcetera etcetera. And this isn’t even the real me.” The being blinked, before shaking his head rapidly. “Wait, now I’m getting confused.”
James shook his head, and slowly stood, raising one, smoking fist, before jabbing into the air, his arms blurring from the extreme speed. A sizable hole appeared in the library wall, the monster being fired outwards into the walkway beyond. “You two. Stay here, I don’t want you hurt. And Mark doesn’t either..” And with that, he slowly walked out, facing the creature that was inhabiting his best friend
