“I can’t feel my arm!”
_

I screamed pawing at the void at my shoulder with my remaining hoof.

“Calm down miss,” A pegasus nurse mare told me, “The doctor is coming to talk to you.”

I try pulling the IV out of my remaining arm.

“Stop!” The nurse cries, She jumps onto me to stop my actions.

As other ponies rushed in to help her. The mare hoof squishes my udder and I yelp as a strong sharp pain hit me.

“Okay!” I shouted curling to protect my sensitive organ.

The nurse stops the other two ponies from jumping on me by raising her hoof in front of them.

“Is something hurting you?” The nurse asks.

“Tell me what happened first,” I groaned in pain.

“I’m not your doctor but I heard your arm got infected and you had to be emergency removed from the control pod.”

“That’s all you know?” I asked.

“Things are very hush hush about you,” The nurse replied, “The press knows you were removed from the pod off schedule. But the higher ups want to know your status before they figure out what to do with you.”

“You’re going to tell everyone about this?” I eyes started tearing up.

“Where are you hurting,” The nurse mare reminds me of my promise.

“My breasts they hurt, They feel stiff,” I answered.

“Let me see,” The nurse orders.

I reluctantly lay back and let her feel my tits with her hoof. I flinched at her touch.

“They do seem swollen, Definitely mastitis, And it looks like you may have a mass in the left one. I’ll tell the doctor right away.” The nurse notes.

“Mastitis?” I asked.

“Sometimes udders start to swell with fluids,” The nurse told me.

“I’m not pregnant,” I deadpanned then gasped remembering the implication of what could happen to me well unconscious in a coma.

“That doesn’t mean anything,” The nurse replied, “Hormones or diet could cause it. Infections too, since you’re a dirt pony I’m betting some kind of mutie infection.”

I was left alone in bed. My body felt exhausted. My muscles had atrophy from sleeping in the control pod and that little bit of excitement took my energy away.

A yellow earth pony with a short pink mane walks into the room. At this point I noticed all the ponies I seen until now were pegasus.

“You’re Alchemilla?” I noted.

“Littlepip, I’m your stand by doctor,” The mare told me concerned. “You don’t remember me?”

“I seen your legacy in Silent Ponyville,” I remarked.

“Silent what?” Alchemilla looked confused.

“I suppose it was a dream.”

“You’ve come out of induced comas before with amnesia,” Alchemilla tells me, “It comes back by the time we put you back in.”

“So you remove me from the command pod often?” I asked.

“We have to take you out for periods of time. Half for health reasons and other half for cleaning and maintenance of the pod,” Alchemilla explains, “You'd be shock how much a pony’s skin and hair sheddings build up after a few weeks.”

“I thought Stable-Tech would have had some kind of self cleaning mechanisms,” I remark, “Stable 2 had corner traps for dust bunnies.” Something else didn’t seem right about this situation. Some kind of over sight I couldn’t put my hoof on.

“Well it does,” Alchemilla tells me, “Its better safe than sorry.”

“What happened to my pipleg doc?” I asked.

“Your body started to reject the material that was fused with your skin,” Alchemilla answered with a sad sigh, “It caused a clot in your arm and it started to die.”

“So you had to remove it,” I finished coldly.

“Sorry, I know the bourdon you hold and you didn’t need this on top of it,” Alchemilla replied, “The nurse told me your breast were hurting you?”

I lay back for the doctor. She examines my undercarriage.

“Ouch!” I yelped when she pushed down on one of my mounds.

“It's not uncommon for mares to get growths in their udders,” Alchemilla remarks, “It could be more serious?”

“What do you mean by more serious?” I asked.

“If it’s cancers we might have to remove them,” Alchemilla tells me.

I was a little a taken a back at the idea of my udders being removed. On one hand unless some pony gets to look at my underside it’s not like anyone is going to know. Other than for foal sucking and filly fooling nipples were useless. Foal sucking wasn’t necessary. I would miss the filly fooling.

“Could you hold still for a moment?” Alchemilla asks as she examined me.

She takes one of my udders between her hooves and pulled on it. A yellowish discharge came out. I winched from both squeemyness and pain.

“Have you engaged in sexual activity lately?” Alchemilla remarks.

“You mean with bucks or mares?” I raised and eye brow.

“Yes of course,” Alchemilla blushes, “Well it appears you have an infection in your memory ducts. This could very well be the reason why your body rejected your arm. I’m going to have a nurse subtracted The infected substance with a breast pump. Mean time I’ll have to look over your tests.”

“Why are you the only earth pony staffed here?” I asked

“Part of the treaty agreement with the Enclave,” Alchemilla told me, “They provide the facilities for your care but those of the New Canterlot Republic monitor you. Celestia unfortunately locks out anyone from using the control pod without her permission.”

“You have an issue with that?” I snap.

“I don’t see what’s so special about you,” Alchemilla shrugs, “You’re a hero I’ll give you that. But your ill equipped for this burden. I will be advocating you to be replaced to the advisory board.”

The doctor leaves, I lay back and sigh. There’s an advisory board for me.

Later a nurse pony comes in and put some kind of suction pump thing to my udder. It hurt but also felt good having that pressure taken away.

Well in the middle of this procedure Velvet Remedy walks into the room. The first expression on her face was confusion at the site of my udders getting pumped. Then came horror as she noticed my missing arm.

“Oh, Littlepip,” She starts crying.

“Okay, I think I’m finished,” The nurse states leaving with a about a cup of liquid. “I’ll give you two some time.”

“I’m so sorry this happened to you,” Velvet Remedy cries.

“I’m not, Its just part of my bourdon,” I roll over to my side hiding my missing lim. I was feeling depressed and exhausted.

“I know you make a big deal about sacrifice but you shouldn’t have to go through this,” Velvet Remedy snaps.

I was starting to feel tingly. I struggle to get up.

“What are you doing?” Velvet Remedy asks seeing my discomfort.

“I got to use the rest room,” I told her.

Velvet frown, “You still have amnesia I see.”

She takes a urine jar off the counter with her magic and pulls back my covers.

“Ah! What are you doing?” I shout as she pushes the mouth of the jar against my privet area.

“Even without the trauma you just endured you can’t use the bathroom by yourself right after waking from the pod,” The black mare told me.

“You done this before,” I realized.

“I help took care of you the first few times we removed you,” Velvet Remedy told me, “We even have diapers for you.”

I relieved myself in the jar. It made a hallow echoing sound. When I was done I closed my legs and rolled back over.

Tears fall down my muzzle. “Why do you keep bringing me back. Just let me sleep.”

What do you expect us to do? Let your body rot as you slumber when we could do something about it,” Velvet Remedy snaps, “Besides this is also part of the treaty.”

“I heard about the treaty,” I replied not turning my head.

“Oh Littlepip,” Velvet Remedy gently puts her hoof on my flank.

“Don’t touch me!” I jumped at her startling the mare. I look down away from her, “I don’t want to be touched right now. Just tell me what’s this treaty about?”

“Over a periodic time the treaty states that you will be removed from the control pod. In witch time your health both physical and metal will be assessed,” Velvet told me, “Also in which time the pod will undergo inspection and cleaning underseen by all parties involved. You will undergo physical therapy to regain as much muscle mass as you can. A committee board reviews rather or not you are able to be put back into the pod. I’m on that committee, as well as Life Bloom is as a representative. There are pegasus and other interested parties too. Celestia having control over who has access to the pod has veto power. So the committee is more of a farce. Celestia always says the decision is up to you and she will do what you wish. Rather we like it or not.”

“Littlepip!”

The next thing I knew Homage’s arms where around me in a huge hug. A pain shoots from my stub.

“Owe,” I winced.

“Sorry dear,” My Homage glares at Velvet Remedy and speaks flatly, “Hi.”

“You seem unphased by Littlepip’s predicament,” Velvet Remedy chided.

“Implying what?” Homage snapped, “I reserved myself to the worst possible scenario a long time ago.”

“Is there something going on between you girls?” I asked.

Velvet, “No,”

Homage, “Yes,”

I nodded my head to Homage. Velvet Remedy bites her lip and circles her flank to us in a laps of anger.

“We are of two differing opinions,” Homage answers.

“Differing opinions on what?” I asked.

“Opinions about what to do about you,” Homage knells down to whisper in my ear, “She’s the enemy Littlepip.”

“Don’t turn her against me you witch!” Velvet Remedy shouts.

“It’s the truth you don’t respect her wishes,” Homage smirked.

“I am not her enemy,” Velvet Remedy snaps, “That not truth that’s your opinion.”

“Stop it!” I snapped at the two ponies, “If you two can’t stop fighting then one of you needs to leave!”

Velvet Remedy turns and walks out of the room. Before leaving she looks at me. “It was nice talking to you again.”

My heart sinks from instant guilt. I was about to shout for Velvet to come back when Homage kissed me and my mind went blank.

Click! Click! Click!

My ears perk up, “What’s that sound?”

Homage turns to look at the rooms doorway. A pegasus was taking photos of us with a camera.

“Hey you!” Homage shouts loudly.

The pegasus panics and runs off.

“Stop him!” Homage cries out across the hall.

A few moments later there was a gunshot and a scream.

“Stupid dirt pony why did you kill him!” A voice snaps.

“What? She said stop him?” A male voice I didn't recognize replied.

“He was taking pictures that didn’t warrant brutal force!” The pegasus yells back.

“Mr. Cannon you should leave,” Velvet Remedy politely intersects. “Sorry about this incident sir. Will make sure he’s never allowed up here again.”

“You can’t let him leave this is murder!” The pegasus snaps.

“Again, I’m sorry, there are no excuses for this but you must understand we of the Wasteland had to fight very hard to survive,” Velvet Remedy explains, “It’s hard to turn a life time of conditioning off so soon.”

“What was that about?” I asked.

“Paparazzi got shot by one of our own,” Homage remarks.

“What’s a Paparazzi?” I asked.

Homage sighs, “I guess your brain is gobbled. It’s a pony who sneaks up on other ponies. Famous ponies like you, me, Velvet and tries to take pictures of them doing stuff without their knowledge. Then sells it for money to news papers.”

“Really?” I questioned, “This is a real thing?” I then remembered my life as Pinkie Pie

“Society up here is different than down on the earth,” Homage told me, “With out fighting for their lives I guess they need some kind of drama.”

I give a sad look. “But he didn’t need to die because of me.”

Homage sits down on the bed next to me and gives me a comforting hug.

Alchemilla walks in, “Well tests show you indeed have an infection and that it was the cause of the blood clot,” She told us, “We will have to put you on antibiotics. Also given the nature of the infections you been getting, a cybernetic for your missing arm is out of the question.”

“But can she be allowed to go home?” Homage asks.

Wait? Home?

“Normally I’d be a little cautious about release so soon,” Alchemilla hesitates, “But given the incident we just had. I think it’s best if Littlepip stays in her own facility.”

“Yes ma’am,” Homage nods her head.

“I’ll have a nurse bring you a wheel chair,” Alchemilla leaves the room.

“Do I really need a wheel chair?” I asked.

“Sorry dear, you wouldn’t be able to walk even if you had all four hooves mush less three,” Homage remarks. Then she leans in close and whispers, “We might be able to start the physical therapy to night.”

I blushed so red.

Homage pulls out a diaper. “Do you want to wear this or hope I’ll be able to find a bathroom in time when you need one?”

I give Homage a nervous look.

“I’d suggest you take it, Small pony as a small pony blatter,” The mare teased.

I didn’t take the diaper.

Almost regretted it when I was wheeled outside. The sight of the open blue sky above me made my head spin. I was about to close my eyes when I spotted it. The moon in midday, big and full, covered in blue mist.

I looked down at the cloudy floor I was standing on. I was fitted with a Cloud walking talisman to stop me from falling through.

“Littlepip,” Homage speaks to get my attention.

“Sorry I just got moonstruck for a moment,” I blushed.

We slipped into the dark colored skywagon.

Apparently my home was a hotel room on the New Canterlot Republic embassy grounds. Homage has the room on retainer and uses it every time she visits me.

With all my strength I pulled myself out of my chair and flopped on the nice soft quilt coverd bed. I sniffed in the freshly washed blankets and sheets letting the warm and fuzzy sink in as I drifted off.

“Littlepip,” Homage said playfully.

God woman let me sleep. My mind groan.

“I have a cheerleader’s outfit I want to show you,” The mare sings.

I turn onto to my back only to have an unhappy looking gray cat shoved in my face. It was dressed in a cheerleader outfit.

“Isn’t Melody’s new outfit adorable,” Homage cheered.

“It’s something,” I rolled my eyes. When did Homage get a cat?

“You’re not happy?” Homage asks.

“Oh, when you said you were going to show me your cheerleading outfit I was expecting you to flash me a pussy,” I smirked, “Just not like this.”

Homage frowned, “You don’t remember Melody I guess. Do you remember Palisade?”

“Who?” I answered.

“My son,” Homage told me.

“You have a son!” I shouted.

“Adopted,” Homage replied.

“Oh,” I sighed, “Any other life shattering reveals?”

“Well um,” Homage blushed, “Life Bloom found a nice buck and got married.”

“Good for him,” I smiled.

“Well, they asked me to surrogate,” Homage blushed.

“What does that mean?” I asked concerned with her reaction.

“I’m pregnant with his baby,” Homage answered.

I was stunned.

“They were looking for someone to give them a child,” Homage told me, “I needed an heir, I figured why not do them both a good.”

I felt my body tense up from anger. Was I jealous?

“I should leave,” Homage gets up to walk out of the room.

Homage please don’t leave,” I cried.

“The Littlepip I was talking to before she was roved from the pod was happy for me and Life Bloom. Not angry.” Homage replied.

“I’m sorry it’s just so much to take in,” I cried, “Don’t leave me alone, Not to night not after what they did to me!” I was tearing. “You can’t be so cruel!”

Homage flash me an angry glare, “You know that you can be such a bitch some times.”

I sob,

The light black mare pats me on the head.

>

I found myself cuddling with the mare as she slept next to me. I drifted off with my nose in her mane.

I awoke by the bed jumping under me.

“Homage!” I shook my partner to no avail.

Then my body seized up. The walls and ceiling began to grown. They stretched into many faces. Inpony faces with large black eyes.

The creatures popped out of the walls and ceiling revealing themselves to be hairless and gray. One lifts up a foot. It had four stubby flexible digits that moved like a four hinged mouth.

It held a needle like probe in its hoof. The other creature raise their feet revealing probes as well.

The creatures slowly rush me. They flipped me over on my back and started with my feet. The probing needles shot pain up the nerves in my foot. They stuck needles in every one of my bones and joints as they moved up my leg. With each poke came more pain. I wanted to scream but couldn’t.

A needle probe hovered over my crotch. I flinched as it came down. The needle hit the very last bone in my tail. My spine shuttered. Then they hit the next one.

They hit every tail joint stopping at my anus. I found myself being lifted up into the air as they continued down my spine.

One of them takes out a long metallic snake and introduces it up into my anus. Another snake went down my cervix. A small one went in my urethra. Then a needle went into my most sensitive spot down there.

They dump a bunch of tiny metal flakes on my belly. The flakes turned into spiders. A bunch started climbing into my body through the holes in my nipples.

My adam’s apple cam next. As they shot a needle into it. A device was stuff down my mouth and throat. The end of the device rapped it’s self around my muzzle. Parts of it probed into nose and the ducks at the corner of my eyes.

Then the biggest needle came.

I found myself jumping out of bed screaming in terror. Homage held me in her arms.

“It’s okay Littlepip,” Homage said trying to hush me.

A pair of guards rushed in.

“It okay!” Homage shouts to them, “She just had a night mare.”

The guards nodded and walked out the room.

“That’s not going to go down well in the report,” Homage mumbles.

I calmed down enough to start blushing from embarrassment.

“Well aren’t you going to tell me about your dream?” Homage asked.

“These grey ponies came in the room and started sticking things in my body,” I shuttered, “Everywhere in my body.”

“It’s not uncommon for ponies of the wasteland to suffer from night terrors.”

“I too have had dreams with those beings,” Homage remarks, “The Buffalo called them the Star People.”

“I suppose the Zebra thinks they are evil,” I remarked. I should ask Xenith about them.

“Even before that dream, Before I woke up and found my arm gone I dreamt of Silent Ponyville. That was a long dream.

“The Silent Ponyville thing seems familiar,” Homage remarks.

“The name came from an experiment by Twilight Sparkle but the one I went to was a more advance version created by Stable-Tech.”

“Sounds crazy,” Homage remarks.

I thought for a moment, “Maybe you should name drop this to Celestia?”

“If it will make you happy,” Homage kisses me on the lips.

>

The next morning I started physical therapy. I was put in a bike that pumped my back legs then pulled on some weights with my remaning arm.

After a couple of hours I was called to an office were I met a grey pegasus.

“Hello Littlepip I’m Dr. Dealer do you remember me?” The Buck asked.

“No, I answered.

“I see,” Dealer replied, “I’m your assigned psychologist. I’m here to assess your mental state and help you work out your problems.”

The door opens and Dragon Scribe walks into the room. My eyes and ears perk up.

“Dad, I got that paper work you wanted,” Dragon Scribe said to Dealer.

“But you recognize her?” Dealer raise an eyebrow.

“Miss? Do I know you?” Dragon Scribe asks.

“I thought I seen you somewhere,” I replied, “Maybe a photo or something?”

“I'm borrowing this office, you never seen a photo of my family,” Dealer remarks.

“Oh,” There must be some other explanation.

“Umm, would you mind if my daughter sits in?” Dealer asks, “She's in training and it would help her.”

“Its not like anything said here is going to be private or anything,” I waved my hoof. “She can stay.”

“I was told you woke up screaming last night,” Dealer brings up.

“Yeah, Aliens cutting and probing my body,” I rub the stump of my arm, “An understandable nightmare.”

“Besides that nightmare, what was the last dream you remember having?” Dealer ask.

“I had a dream of Pinkie Pie,” I half truthed well looking at Dragon Scribe.

“Really, What happened in this dream?” Dealer questioned.

“The jest of it she was trying to have a child. But it kept dying on her,” I answered.

“You think this has anything to do with Homage?” Dealer remarks, “You’re not a traditional couple but she’s pregnant right? Holding the child of a good friend of hers.”

“You’re implying?” I asked.

“It is nature for a couple to want a child of their own,” Dealer replied, “Being both female you have complications other couples, regular couples don’t have.”

“Go on,” I added faking my interest.

“You could choose to adopt and just pass down your knowledge and values but not your DNA,” Dealer points out, “Or you could have one of you conceived a child. Maybe the other later. But you don’t have that option do you?”

“It’s worst then you know,” I sigh letting loose a tear. “Before the Pinkie Pie dream, inbetween the nightmares and monsters. I had another dream. I was told I was an insane slut. Suffering from a brain disease. I would get my self pregnant knowing that my children would have the same disease. The doctors would force me to have abortions. This idea hurt me deeply.”

“Because you see yourself as diseased?” Dealer asks.

“I’m infertile,” I answered, “When I started using the pod. I wanted to give her a child. I might not be able to raise it but I'll sure be able to watch. I don’t know if it was the radiation or taint but I was tested and I was found to be infertile.”

A realization came to me. “I’m such a bitch,” I groaned, “I’m not jealous of Life Bloom I’m jealous of Homage.”

“I’d imagine so,” Dealer replied, “You said it yourself you wanted to if nothing else watch her raise your child. She’s adopted a child on her own. Having one of her own. Most likely makes you feel like a shadow left behind.”

I found myself crying.

“Littlepip your not diseased,” Dragon Scribe gently puts her hooves on my hoof causing me to blush. “I can’t speak for the rest of the pegasus but I consider you a hero.”

Dealer gives Dragon Scribe a look.

“I think we made some break throughs,” The buck tells me, “I’ll file my report and we can talk some more later if you want.”

After the session I returned to physical therapy. I found myself being able to stand. But balancing was hard with three legs.

The full extent of what happened to me had been broadcasted on the news reports.

“I guess everyone knows now,” Homage sighs.

“When did the truth or your opinions on the truth, changed?” I remarked.

“No, the pegasus just brought their own brand of searching for the truth,” Homage answers, “Suddenly ponies like me, ponies with integrity are irrelevant.”

“I guess we both had our hard times,” I remarked to Homage.

“Why don’t we go out to eat?” Homage asks.

I gave her a doubting look.

“Come on Littlepip,” Homage smiles, “You managed to stand. Even baby foals walk after being born.”

She had a point, Then again most foals had all their legs.

“Here let me help,” Homage leaned against my missing side.

“What about the paparazzi,” I point out, “I don’t want them taking pictures.”

“I learned how to change the color of our fur for a short time,” Homage told me, “But it’s only a matter of time before the whole world sees you like this.”

“When I go back into the pod then you can release a photo.” I told her.

“Littlepip, I highly dout-“ Homage stops herself with a sigh.

We stopped at a nearby fast food place that served veggie burgers. As we ate Xenith and Calamity walked in.

Homage beamed at the look on my face when I sighted my friends.

“You set this up,” I smirked, “And here I thought you downgraded in your tastes.”

“Easiest to hind in plain sight and nothing is more planer then a fast food restaurant.

“How ya doing Littlepip?” Calamity asks.

“Other than the arm fine,” I remarked to the buck before dipping a fry.

“You keep eating that stuff and you’ll get another blood clot,” Xenith joked.”

“Where’s Velvet?” I asked Calamity.”

The pegasus frowns, “It's best that she not come.”

“Oh,” My heart sinks.

“On the side of good news we’re going to be having a foal,” Calamity beamed proudly.

Just what I need, more friends with children. Life push the knife in a little more will yeah.

“What’s the matter Littlepip? You don’t look happy about this,” Calamity asks.

“Personal issues,” I answered.

“Her Littlepips don’t work,” Xenith quietly says to Calamity.

“Xenith!” I shouted blushing red.

It took Calamity a moment to get the conversation.

Homage snorted her milk shake out her nose. “God, brain freeze,” She giggles, “Don’t tell me that’s true.”

“Why would you tell him that!” I blurted.

“There’s enough tension between us,” Xenith answers.

“So wait? she’s right?” Homage reacts, “Littlepip.” The mare gives me a sad look.

“So how do you know her gals aren’t working?” Calamity asked Xenith.

“She’s like a sterile elephant mare,” Xenith answered.

“Weren’t you born in Equestria? I don’t think you ever seen an elephant,” Calamity points out.

“It's a saying of my people,” Xenith answered, “An awful one to be honest, Linked to the ethic cleansings of the Hell King. When an elephant mare is made sterile they go into never ending heat. An elephant in heat is something not to be around.”

“Sounds like Littlepip,” Calamity smirked, “Any Zebra potions that can fix her?”

“Depends on the nature of the problem,” Xenith replied.

“Could we not talk about my Littlepips,” I groaned hiding my head.

“You should have told me dear,” Homage rubs my back with her hoof.

“I didn’t want to worry you about my feelings,” I replied to my marefreind. “I’m happy about you and the baby you’re going to have.” I turned to Calamity. “And Velvet too,” I turn back to Homage.” I can’t say it doesn’t hurt. You have your own life without me. I’m not going to ask you to change it. It’s Heart Warming enough that you’re by my side when you can. We always were passing bodies of two worlds meeting in an eclipse.”

“Oh Littlepip,” Homage gives me a deep kiss.

Calamity blushes,

“When did she become a poet?” Xenith remarks.

“Mommy those two mares are kissing,” A young filly was pointing at us.

Homage and I end our kiss and blush.

“Maybe we shouldn't draw attention to ourselves?” I suggested.

“Then watch your tongue Littlepip,” Homage teased.

“Xenith?” I asked, “I had a dream about the Star People.”

The Zebra spits on the table, “Star People dreams aren't normal dreams. This really happened to you.”

“They were hurting me,” I said defensively, “Homage told me to ask you about them.”

“The Star People live on a different plain,” Xenith explains, “They can pass in and out of our world at will. They use this power to creep into the minds of ponies.”

“Like the Hell King?” I raised an eyebrow, “I met him in the dream from before. He took over something called Victim’s Hell.”

“Yes, the Hell King got his power from the Star People,” Xenith answered, “Perhaps they are trying to corrupt you?”

“Victim’s Hell what’s that?” Calamity asks.

“If you die with your will broken your mind sends you to an afterlife of horrors,” I answered, “It seems that the afterlife isn’t based upon rather you are good or evil, but sanity. At least that’s what it was like in my dream.”

“Sins do weigh on one’s psyche,” Homage remarks, “But it’s disconcerting to think the true evil. Those without a conscience would not get divine punishment.”

“There was also something there that ponies called God,” I added, “Celestia and Luna called it the Bible.”

“We call it the Akashic Codex,” Xenith replied, “Life, thought, it’s all magical energy. The Akashic Codex is all the energy and the thought that will ever exist. There were some of my people that are able to access it. But those who can access it draw the attention of the Star People who also use the Akashic Codex.”

I paused a moment in thought. Things had made an interesting turn.

“What’s your opinion, or you people’s opinion of Twilight Sparkle?” I asked.

“She has the cutie mark of the stars,” Xenith answers, “Probably means she was tainted by evil.

“You mean the Star People?” I point out.

“Yes, the fact the she is so knowledgeable wouldn’t have help prove she’s not,” Xenith replied.

“So if Twilight became a princess and lead Equestria instead of Luna that wouldn’t have help stop the war?” Calamity asks.

“Most likely not,” Xenith answers.

“That’s a lovely thought,” Homage remarks.

“Could this Akashic Codex be connected to the Spark?” I wondered.

“The Spark?” Xenith answered.

“The Spark is what Spike told me reveals the element of Magic. It also helps the other elements come together.” I told Xenith.

“Like a Ka-teh,” Xenith answers, “If so you have a connection to the Akashic Codex which is most likely why the Star People visited you.”

“Okay, Littlepip I think it’s time we head back,” Homage told me.

As soon as I set foot outside a bunch of pegasus swamp me and I was blinded by flashing lights.

“Littlepip!”

“Littlepip!”

“Can you make a statement!”

The sudden ambush causes me to fly into a panic. I turn to run. Due to having only three hooves, I found myself tumbling into a bush.

The constant flashing lights kept me blind as I struggled to get up. The flashes took me to a white room with a door.

A Star Pony’s claw grabs my chin forcing me to look it in its jet black eyes.

“Pick the lock and open the door!” It orders before sticking something in my eye.

When I snapped back to reality I found myself being carried off by Calamity and Xenith who was running, Homage fallowing behind.

We reached the hotel and my friends put me down to examine me.

“Looks like something happened to your eye Littlepip,” Xenith points out.

“What?” I looked into the mirror to see the blood vessel had broken in one of my eye balls turning the white red.

“Does it hurt?” Homage asks.

“No, but just now I saw another Star Pony and it touched me there,” I answered.

“I fear for your safety Littlepip,” Xenith told me, “I think I can make a potion that can go into your dreams.” The Zebra takes off one of her earrings. “Sleep with this, it can be on you or under your pillow. When I finish preparing the potion and take it the earring should allow me to find you.”

“Thanks Xenith, I’m grateful,” I told the Zebra.

“Speaking of sleep we should give Littlepip her rest,” Homage suggested.

We went back to my room. I jumped up on the bed and sat my head at its foot. I quickly drifted off, But was soon awaken by raised voices. The light had been turned off. I could see shadows under door. Melody the cat was laying next to my body.

“What the heck were you thinking taking her out like that!” Velvet Remedy yells.

“Littlepip needed some time to relax, Get some air,” Homage answered.

“You went a long with this!” Velvet snaps.

“It was the only way Homage would let me see her,” Calamity replied, “You know if I told you, you would throw a fit. You have a strong punch.”

“You said something happened to her eye? Can you let me check on her?” Velvet Remedy asks.

“You know Littlepip don’t want to see you,” Homage snaps.

“Does she still have amnesia?” Velvet Remedy asks.

There was no answer,

“I know that was the risk when I made the choice to side with the opposition that wants her to be permanently removed from the pod,” Velvet sighs, “She’s still my friend that’s why I made my choice. If you are going to allow her to be so pig headed.”

“Velvet you can come in,” I called out.

The door opens and Velvet Remedy flips the light switch. The sudden light makes my eyes flinch. She sees my eye.

“Oh dear let me see it,” Velvet ordered.

“I don’t remember everything,” I told Velvet Remedy as she examined me. “But it seems I have caused all of you a great turmoil.”

“That doesn’t matter now,” The mare told me as she cast a spell on my eye.

A sudden stinging pain hits me and Velvet Remedy disappears from view.

“Velvet where did you go!” I cried.

I heard a gasp then Velvet Remedy snap. “Oh shit!”

“Wait! What happened?” I turned my head to see Velvet with a look of horror on her face.

Homage and Calamity runs into the room.

“I can fix it!” Velvet Remedy cried.

“Why can’t I see out my eye!” I screamed.

“I don’t know something went wrong with the healing spell,” Velvet Remedy replied, “Maybe an object interfered?”

I could feel Velvet Remedy probe my eye with her magic. There was a sharp pain as she touch something causing me to flinch.

“Littlepip don’t move,” Velvet ordered, “I think I can remove it safely.”

A moment later I heard Homage gasp out of my blind side.

“There,” Velvet Remedy said smugly.

A long needle came into view held by the mare’s magic aurora.

“That’s like in that vision you told us about,” Calamity points out.

“What?” Velvet Remedy raises an eye brow.

“Littlepip is apparently being assaulted by Star People,” Homage answered, “That thing with the eye, Happened right in front of us! But yet we didn't see a thing.”

“I think they want me to do something.” I replied.

“Nothing good from what I heard,” Homage adds.

“I see,” Velvet Remedy remarks, “With this gone, I should be able to fix your eye.”

A moment later I could see out my eye again.

“Hey my colors are dulled,” I remarked winking my eyes.

“That may or may not be permanent,” Velvet Remedy points out.

“Permanent!” I shouted.

“Give me a break I just restored your sight,” Velvet Remedy snaps, “You should limit the light that hits that eye.

“Oh I have an eye patch,” Homage smiles.

Velvet and Calamity take their leave.

I fall back on the bed. Homage sits down next to me. I put my ear to the side of her stomach.

“What are you doing?” Homage asks giggling at me.

“Trying to hear your baby’s heart beat,” I answered with a smile.

“Here,” She rolls on her side allowing me to put my ear on her fleshy underbelly. I lay on my side a put my head to her belly.

I closed my eyes. After a moment I could hear the little heart beat. I started to feel warm and fuzzy inside when a sudden.

Slurp!

Homage sucks one of my udders into her mouth. A moment later she gags spitting out yellowish milky liquid.

“That did not taste like I thought it would,” The mare coughed.

I was unsure how to react to this.

“I guess I should have known better,” Homage sighed, “Should have known they would have gone sour. But I just had to try it.”

“Thanks,” I said irritated “You wrecked a special moment for me.”

“Sorry dear,” Homage climbs over and kisses me deeply.

Her mouth tasted like sour milk and I pushed her away. "Please use some mouthwash."

I almost forgot to put the earring under my pillow.

I found myself walking down a white hallway. I walked into a room with two glass walls. On each side of the wall Star People were working over pony figures.

“No! You bastards no!” I scream as I realized who they were working on.

One side lay Homage on her back. They cut her belly open pulling the skin flaps back with clips. They had pulled the fetus out of her body and was examining it. The other side had Velvet Remedy with them doing the same with her and her child.

“Littlepip,” I heard Xenith’s voice behind me.

“Help me stop them!” I screamed to the Zebra.

“I can’t,” Xenith admitted sadly. Then she looks cautiously around the room. “They could also be creating illusions to trick us.

I spotted a door at the end of the hall.

“This is the thing they want me to open,” I pointed out.

Suddenly Star People started walking into the room. We found ourselves surrounded.

“I think they want to stop you from opening this door,” Xenith remarks.

“Why!” I screamed, “Didn’t you tell me to open it!”

“No they didn’t” I heard Mr. Black’s voice.

“Mr. Black!” I shouted, “You’re trying to talk to me?”

Xenith strikes one of the Star People. “Well who ever that is we need to hurry.”

I start to pick at the lock with my magic. The inside was more complex then I imagined.

“Littlepip!” Xenith cries out as she starts to get overwhelmed.

“This is harder then it looks,” I told the Zebra.

I moved my horn along the door moving the little gears and pins that held the lock mechanism in place.

Xenith’s side was shoved into my flank just as the door clicked. The door swings open and we both stumbled inside.

For a moment I thought I saw Pipsqueak before I awoke.

“Pleasant dreams last night,” Homage remarks as she snuggled against me.

“I don’t know?” I remarked then giving her a nuzzling hug back.

“What are you about this morning,” The mare cheered.

“You know I love you right.” I told the mare in front of me.

There was a knock at the door. Homage got up to answer it.

“I have a message for you from the committee,” A pony hands Homage a letter.

“What is it?” I asked.

“It appears they have come down to a decision on you and you new state,” Homage told me.

“I see,” I said sadly.

“They want to talk to you this afternoon after Alchemilla examines you again.”

“I see,” I repeated.

Homage stuck an eye patch on me and we headed back to the hospital. On the way there I seen an image of me with my missing arm plastered all over the TV. I crouched from shame.

“It’s okay Littlepip,” Homage pats me on the back.

Alchemilla inspects my eye.

“Velvet gave us the object she took from you,” She remarks, “We still haven’t figured out what it’s made of.”

“And my eye?” I asked.

“Do as Velvet says and it should heal.” The yellow mare told me.

After my second examination I was taken to the committee hall. Velvet Remedy was there and Life Bloom as well. Celestia appeared in the form of a hologram. There were others. A smug red pegasus with a white mane called Magnet was the most notable.

Magnet speaks, “We of the SPP committee has looked over Littlepip’s ability to properly work the SPP control pod. In light of her recent health issues and worsening mental state. With questionable attacks by outside forces. We deemed Littlepip unfit to carry out her duties.”

“As the agreement, I Celestia have the ability to veto this decision,” Celestia speaks up, “I’m in agreement in Littlepip’s lack of ability to fulfill her duties.”

“Celestia! No please, You got to let me go back in.” I started to run up to the committee table.

“Guards!” Magnet shouts, “Escort that mare out of here!”

"Magnet this is over the line,” Velvet Remedy snaps, “You can’t treat her like something to be tossed away.”

“I don’t care about dirt pony feelings,” Magnet snaps.

The guards took me out into the hall. They hoof cuffed me to a bench. Homage fallowed after me.

“Bastards,” She snorted at one of the pegasus guards as they walked away.

Velvet Remedy and Life Bloom runs out into the hall.

“Are the two of you okay?” Life Bloom asks.

“We are unharmed,” Homage then smirks, “But the baby is all excited.”

Life Bloom blushed.

“Sorry about this,” Velvet Remedy apologized, “Magnet is kind of a prick. He just wanted to show his power.”

“Against a three hoofed mare and her pregnant girlfriend? I don’t think he’s doing himself a favor” Homage points out.

“Well, that just how he is,” Velvet shrugged.

“If I could just talk to Celestia,” I muttered.

“You already got your credentials revoked and we already voted in your replacement,” Life Bloom points out, “A nice Earth buck known as Gemini Laser.”

“Littlepip! I found you!” Xenith came running up. “I have a message from your ancestor!”

“Her what?” Velvet Remedy remarks.

“I went into her dreams last night,” Xenith explains.

I paused for moment, “Now that I think of it I did have a dream. It must have slip from me when I woke up.”

“Mr. Black told me the fate of the world hinges on you returning to the control pod,” Xenith explains.

“Why is this so important?” Life Bloom asks.

“This Littlepip before us isn’t exactly our Littlepip,” Xenith answers.

“Wait you lost me,” Velvet reacts.

“You have to do a lot of talking to convince me this isn’t my Littlepip,” Homage remarks.

“Don’t you think it’s a little convenient that Littlepip gets amnesia when she is removed from the pod,” Xenith asks, “That’s for our benefit as well as hers. Homage remember how Littlepip was talking about the afterlife?”

“Yes, it’s created by the state of the mind,” Homage answers.

“The Akashic Codex allowed Littlepip to create her own world to return too,” Xenith explains, “This world may not be anything like her real reality.”

“She’s right,” I replied, “Amnesia was the excuse I used to explain away inconsistencies. This place is like a genie’s wish. For every good thing out of this world there are three bad.”

“As we talk here forces are closing in that will destroy your world,” Xenith adds.

“What will happen to us?” Velvet Remedy asks well caressing her stomach.

“You are real people with lives, you're not going to disappear without me,” I told them, “As for Littlepip I’m unsure.” I just said my name in the third person? Weird,

“I’m not sure I believe all this,” Life Bloom remarks, “But you are not the people who would make this up. I can’t risk it. We must convince Celestia to let Littlepip back into the control pod. But be warned if she does and nothing happens there will be repercussions for all of us.

Homage laughs, “Would we know if it works?”

“My baby is going to be born in prison,” Life Bloom groans.

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“And all of you believe this?” Celestia raises an eye brow.

“You called it the Bible,” I told her.

“This would be within its power,” Celestia replied, “Very well I’ll let you back into the pod. But I’ll have to disconnect the weather controls”

It took a moment for Celestia to get the pod ready. I sat in it and went to sleep. My awareness glared out a camera lens. I focused on an image of Homage with Velvet Remedy and Xenith behind her. I turned the camera and saw Celestia and Life Bloom.

“Anything happen?” Homage asks.

“No,” I replied with a tinny voice.

“Maybe it worked?” Velvet suggested.

“I feel like we are missing something,” I remarked, “I always thought I appeared in Silent Ponyville because of this machines connection to Stable-Tech.

“Wait,” Life Bloom speaks up, “The towers are made by Stable-Tech. Celestia? Is she connected to the towers.”

“The towers could be the way Stable-Tech relayed everyone to Silent Ponyville,” I noted.

“Fine,” Celestia sighs, “I’ll connect her to the towers.”

Ba-Boom!

The lights flicker then go out as the building shakes. I set up out of the control pod. Celestia blinks out.

“Shit that was an explosion?” Life Bloom shouts out nervously.

“Velvet, Homage, your with child find a place to hide,” Xenith orders.

“There should be an emergency generator in the floor panel in the hall,” I point out, “If I get to it I could get this room running.”

The door flies open, pushed in by a fire ball. A familiar looking red pegasus mare steps into the room. Fire Storm? Then I noticed her pipbuck on her leg. It glowed flame red. Another smaller buck was on her other leg with a red talisman.

“Magnet says high,” Fire Storm calls out.

Xenith makes a fighting stance.

“Watch out that’s not a normal pipbuck!” I warned her.

Fire Storm makes the first move. She strikes Xenith with a flaming hoof. Xenith blocks but winces in pain as her fur and flesh burns.

Xenith retreats back rubbing her injured arm. “What the heck are you?”

Fire Storm holds up her pipbuck. “Flamebuck, The Enclave requisitioned them from one of the pegasus Stables.”

“Fire Storm being here and Alchemilla are paradoxes,” I point out, “In Silent Ponyville they are from the time of the Great War.”

“Good to know, how does that help me beat her?” Xenith remarks as she dodged Fire Storm's attacks.

Fire Storm slips into SATS and hits key points on Xenith’s body. Xenith screams as her bones crack and pop. Homage charges at the attacker. Fire Storm hits her with a flaming back leg kick.

Velvet Remedy casts a sedation spell on Fire Storm. The red pegasus mare passes out hitting the ground with a thud.

“You scare me some times you know that?” Xenith remarks to Velvet Remedy well holding her side.

I opened the panel in the hallway and started the emergency generator. Celestia reappears.

“What happened? Was I locked out?” Celestia asks.

“They know we are here and knocked out the power,” Life Bloom points at Fire Storm on the ground.

“It’s truly too late to stop,” Celestia sighs, “The control pod is connected to the towers.”

A piece of metal slams into me. I fell and slid across the floor. Magnet slowly walks toward me.

“You can use magic too,” I spat at the buck.

“You think fire is the only element a pipbuck can command?” Magnet boasts, “Behold the master of magnetism.”

Velvet casts her sedation spell. Magnet dissipates it with a wave of his hoof.

“Please all energy is magnetism,” Magnet smirk.

The door Velvet Remedy was standing on lifts up into the air knocking the mare on her butt. The door jams it’s self blocking the way.

Magnet turns his attention back to me. “Littlepip, Welcome to die!”

Blam!

Magnet uses his powers to stop the bullet from hitting his head.

“That should be my line partner,” Calamity remarks with his mouth in the trigger of his battle saddle.

“You think you can stop me with that?” Magnet mocks.

“Its been a while since I took the gal out,” Calamity replied, “She’s itching for the taste of blood.”

I covered Magnet’s pipbuck in my magic aurora as I moved the fine point micro gears of the pipbuck’s lock.

“What are you doing?” Magnet turns to me.

“This,” I pop the pipbuck off the buck’s wrist.

Calamity fires hitting Magnet in both shoulders disabling the pegasus.

After tying up our hostages. I got back into the control pod.

“Sleep tight Littlepip,” Homage teased.

“I just hope it works,” I sighed, “I also hope the whole you guys could be sent to prison thing works out.”

The machine turns on and everything goes black.
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Foot Note: There are none, Pipbuck is missing.