Miles and I sit there for a moment staring at each other, until all of the black panels suddenly drop to the ground, making me jump next to Miles. They all drop and stack onto each other until they form a hallway. All of the panels go fuzzy for a moment until they focus into different scenes, all of which seem to be about Miles.

"Uh... Luna..." I look over and realize that I was holding onto Miles rather tightly, and quickly let go.

"Sorry about that... umm... would you happen to know what's going on?" He stands up and begins to look at different panels. He goes from one to another before he turns back to me with a worried look.

"We're in my mind... aren't we?" I nod. "Fuck..."

"Umm... Miles, what did Soul Fire mean by breaking you?" He looks at me with a confused look, so I explain further. "When I first got here, there was this all green man hovering above you. He said he was you, but he wasn't you... he also called himself your consciousness." He thinks about it a little longer before he sits back down and buries his face in his hands.

"Of fucking course something like this would happen to me... why do these kind of things always happen to me... damn scientist sends me to the future, things keep attacking me, you kiss me, and now strange beings are apparently living inside my head... *sigh* I have no idea what you’re talking about. I've never heard of someone’s soul taking form and speaking to someone before," he says as he rubs his face.

"O-OK... was the kiss really that bad?" He looks over to me and gives a deep sigh.

"No, it was actually amazing... I just... well... it was just my first."

"Oh... OK..." We fall silent after this and try not to look at one another. Why do I care so much if it was good or not... why am I still here?! Soul Fire said he would release me, why haven't I returned to reality?

"You said my consciousness wants you to break me, right?" Miles asks as he looks up to me.

"Yeah, do you know what that means?"

"Not really, but let's try a literal approach. Hit me," he says, as he stands up and holds his arms behind his back.

"Hit you?"

"Yeah."

"And what do you think this will accomplish?"

"I don't know. Maybe some kind of physical reaction that will force me into consciousness, hopefully." I shrug as I stand up, it's the best idea we've got so far, may as well give it a try. I walk up to him and get ready to hit him. "Just not the face." I nod, then rear up and hit him square in the chest. He staggers back and looks down at his chest.

"Well?"

"I didn't even feel it... maybe a little more force?" I nod, turn around and buck him with both my back hooves, sending him flying back into one of the panels. The panel turns fuzzy for a moment until it goes blank, then the panels next to it turn blank, then the next. Soon all of the panels turn blank and seem to disappear.

"Miles, what's going on?" I ask in a worried tone.

"I don't know, maybe we broke it," he says as he walks besides me, looking at all of the panels.

Soon all of the panels turn black and we lose sight of everything.

DING

A door slides open to reveal a hallway with red carpeting and many numbered doors.

"This is the dorm room back in Topaz..." Miles says from besides me as he walks into the hall... in a completely different outfit. This Miles has black pants, what look like casual shoes and a light grey jacket. As Miles walks down the hall, Miles walks out after him.... wait, what?

"Miles?" The shirtless one looks back as the other one continues to walk away.

"I think we activated a memory of mine." I look around and walk into the hallway.

"So, this is where you lived?"

"No, this was the girl’s dorm.... no..."

"No what?" Before he answers, the area around us begins to move, bringing us down the hall. We start to walk towards the other Miles until we catch up with him. He looks pretty angry; I wonder what happened...

"Of fucking course it would be this memory, it couldn't have been any other possible other one, it just had to be this one."

"What happens in..." I begin to ask but stop when I hear sobs and yelling down the hall. The other Miles stops for a second before he begins to run down the hall and stops at a door, kicking it in. Inside are four naked humans - one abnormally buff female, a blonde male with glasses, a short male with short black hair, and one male with a shaved head and a massive scar on the side of his face. The female is in the middle of the three as two of them hold her down by her shoulders and the scarred one humps at her, yelling things like ‘being one of the guys’ or calling her a slut.

"Oh my..."

"YOU FUCKING BASTARDS!" the other Miles screams as he runs in and pulls the scarred one out of the crying female. He turns to him and gives him a couple of quick punches to the face until the other two jump over and try to hold him back, but Miles elbows them off and goes back to punching the other one, beating his face into a bloody pulp. The other two look to each other and quickly grab their clothes and run out the door, leaving the girl to curl up and sob into herself. Miles continues to punch away until he grabs his head and with a solid twist, snaps his neck.

"M-Miles..." the girls sobs as she tries to cover herself up. Miles gets up and walks over to her, removing his jacket along the way. He wraps her up and hugs her tightly.

"Don't worry... everything will be alright... I'm here... I've got you..." he says quietly as she breaks down into his shoulder. He strokes her long brown hair as he rocks her back and forth. Without warning, everything turns white and I find myself back in the hallway from before.

"Miles?" I says as I look around for him. I walk down the hall until I come to a turn, where I find Miles sitting on the floor, quietly weeping. “Miles... what happened back there?" I ask as I sit next to him. He looks away from me until I wrap a wing around him. With a heavy sigh he looks back to me, sadness filling his eyes.

"A month before I came here, one of my friends was raped. That was the memory of me finding them in the act."

"Was... was that Tenera?" I ask, getting a confused look from Miles.

"No, that was Fidus, Tenera is her sister." He falls silent for a moment, so I nuzzle his forehead a little.

"Hey... if you don't want to talk about it, that's fine, but if you want to... I'm here." I give him the most reassuring smile I can, getting a small smile in response.

"Well, Fidus was always one to try and be the very best... physically. Women were always put down as being weak, so she made it her goal to be the strongest, and she was. Needless to say, some people didn't like this. Those three were always picking fights with her and her sister, usually, all of our friends would be there to support them, until that day. I was supposed to help her with something, but got caught up at work, so I was late... I wasn't there to protect her."

"You couldn't have known that things would have turned so sinister. It was just another day," I say in an attempt to defend his actions, only getting him to shake his head.

"No... if it were a normal day, I would’ve been there for her... but fucking Altum just had to have me stay longer... you know what the worst part is? When I dropped her off at the hospital, I had to go to the police station to explain what happened, but the other two got there first and pinned it on me. Tenera wouldn't even talk to me for a week, and even then, everything said was said with as much hatred as possible. She completely believed that I did it."

"Why would she think that? What about Fidus?"

"All she did was hold onto my jacket and cry. She didn't start talking to us for two weeks after it happened."

"Well... how did it look in court?"

"There was never a trial, the next day we received a signal that the enemy was on approach, so all military personnel were ordered to their stations and to await further orders. When Fidus was finally released, she had shaved her head and refused to even talk about the subject."

"Miles... look at me." He looks away from me for a second before he slowly looks to me. "I know you didn't do anything wrong, and I know that if you had a little more time with them, they would’ve learned the truth. Please don't beat yourself up for what happened, there are some things we just can't control. The only thing we can do when things go wrong is be strong and strive to make things better, even if something better is impossible to reach."

"How could I possibly atone for something that happened three thousand years ago?"

"Simple, by moving forward."

"Huh?"

"Fidus was a strong individual. To atone for what happened, you need to move forward, being strong for her."

"*sniffle* Heh, you never met Fidus, she was probably the strongest person I knew..."

"Then you need to become even stronger, for Fidus." He thinks deeply about this for a minute before he turns to me and gives me a tight hug.

"Thank you... again. I'll be sure to become a strong as possible... for Fidus."

"Heh... I think you've got a pretty good start; can you loosen up a little? You’re kind of crushing me," I say, making him let go of me. We share a small laugh before we stand and start to walk around the hallway a little. The panels have returned to their prior state, showing small glimpses of Miles's past.

"So, how do you think we get out of here?"

"..."

"Miles?" I look over and see that he's disappeared. I look around for a moment before I become blinded by a white light.

I awake in a dark room in a fairly large bed, lying right next to Miles, who is still holding onto my horn. I can see the moon through the window and... SHOOT! Judging by how full the moon is, it’s been at least a week since we entered his mind! I lift my head and look around to try to find where we're at - I think it's a hospital room. I see a vase of flowers sitting on a desk behind Miles with some get well soon cards. I try to look behind me, but Miles's grip on me won't allow me to look. A chair next to Miles has some clothes piled onto it, and a small note to Miles has been pinned to it. As I look around, Miles let’s go of my horn and starts to sit up.

"Uh... wha... are we back?"

"I think so... though I don't think we're in the operating room anymore."

"I was in surgery?" Miles says as he looks over his shoulder, which is completely healed now. "I guess they fixed me up."

"I guess so... so... what now?"

"What do you mean?" I sit up and look him in the eyes.

"Well... we kissed... and we had that moment together..."

"Oh... right... what do you think?"

"I... I don't think I'm ready for something like that... maybe we could just be friends."

"Sure... I'd like that." We share a small hug before we get out of bed together, and share one last hug before we go our separate ways. I know I said I wanted to stay friends.... but I'm not sure if I want to be just that. I walk to the door and look around - nopony is here. I turn back and see that Miles has already started to get dressed, so I walk out of the hall and head down to the receptionist. On my way there, I get stopped by a security pony, who bows as soon as he sees me.

"Princess Luna... I..."

"Where is my sister?"

"She... uh... had to go back to Canterlot. Some important business came up and she had to leave for the night, but she said she would return tomorrow."

"Very well, thank you." I turn and teleport myself to Celestia's bedchambers, where I find her sleeping with a troubled look on her face. I decide to get in bed with her and snuggle up in her hooves, like when we were little. I hear her sigh in relief and begin to get comfy in her embrace. I hope this doesn't surprise her too much in the morning.

Shout out to Glyph255, he used his points to pick out the age of Miles for the memory (Three different years, three different events). To all those betting on whose going to get all lovey dovey with Miles, time to collect. Thanks for reading, and like always, Brony on!