“How do you always talk me into these things, Vinyl?”

“Dunno. Maybe ‘cause deep down you really want to do it, Tavi.”

Octavia and did her best not to trip over the roots covering the ground in the Everfree Forest.

“I’ve heard of suffering for the sake of art, but this is ridiculous,” she muttered.

“Aw c’mon, where’s your sense of adventure?”

“Back at the house. Thankfully you seem to have enough for both of us.”

“You better believe it!”

“Ugh. Just, remember I’m only here to make sure you don’t go and get yourself killed.”

“Aw, stop being such a party pooper!”

“Vinyl, we’re inside one of the most dangerous areas of Equestria looking for the most wanted criminal, just so you can get a song. A song.”

“Sometimes you gotta take that extra leap. Besides, it was a cool song, don’t you think?”

“I will it admit it was rather catchy.”

“Huh, so the Mare-Do-Well was actually all four of them? That’s kinda disappointing,” Vinyl commented.

“Well, it was rather hard to believe there was another alicorn hanging around just here in Ponyville,” Octavia replied, barely interested. She actually wasn’t that crazy over the whole Mare-Do-Well thing. “If she was a real superheroine she would’ve been traversing all of Equestria. I just hope that that rainbow pegasus won’t go back to… what is that?”

“Tavi, look!”

The earth pony, and the rest of the crowd turned to see up on the roof of town hall was none other than the infamous warrior Gilgamesh. And he was… dancing. Not only that but the strange song was also somehow emanating from him.

Rainbow Dash immediately flew at him, only for him to cut hole in the very air itself and step through, causing the mare to crash into the building. All heads turned to see the warrior was now on another rooftop, continuing his dance as though nothing had happened. The pegasus mare dashed at him again, only for the same things to happen. And again. And again.

“I don’t understand, why is he even here? What could he possibly… Vinyl what are you doing?”

The unicorn was bobbing her head to the beat of the music radiating from the armored biped. She also noticed that Pinkie Pie was dancing to it as well, but that was hardly unexpected.

“Hay, this is one sick beat! I’ve got to get it off him!”

“What!?”

After several more evades and crashes Rainbow finally gave up trying to catch the warrior, her concussion insisting upon it. Gilgamesh then gave a quick salute as the song finished before dashing into the Everfree Forest.

“What!? He’s been so close this whole time!?” Octavia asked aloud in shock.

She then turned to Vinyl, her eyes seeming to shine even behind her glasses.

“Oh no.”

“Although to be honest I could barely understand most of lyrics to that song.”

“Who cares, the beat is what matters!”

“Now now, your friend is right, the lyrics sometimes do matter,” came a masculine voice.

Both of the mares looked around frantically for the source, the unicorn in excitement and the earth pony in fear.

“However, sometimes the vocals simply become another instrument in the song, so it helps to keep an open mind.”

They both looked up and saw Gilgamesh on a tree branch crouched down and looking at them.

“Now I’m not against visitors, but I got the impression that ponies were terrified of this forest, at least when it comes to going off the beaten path. Perhaps you could explain exactly why you’re here?”

“W-Well-“ Octavia stuttered in fear.

“Looking for you!” Vinyl said without hesitation.

Octavia blanched, afraid that Vinyl’s enthusiasm was going to get them killed. Surprisingly, warrior just groaned.

“Ugh, don’t tell me, another group of would-be heroes trying to capture me and take me back to the Princesses? Come on, really? At least those three fillies had the excuse of being young and foolish, so what’s your excuse?”

“We didn’t come here to capture you. We came here for that song!”

“Correction: You came here for that song. I’m here to make sure you don’t get killed!” Octavia snapped.

“Is that so?” asked the warrior as hopped down. “You came all the way out here for a song? I commend your taste in music, but does it really require you to go to such extremes? There are numerous things out here that could eat you alive.”

“Oh thank Celestia, I’m not the only one who thinks so,” Octavia muttered.

“That being said, I could use something to help me kill time, what with the situation I’m in,” he muttered.

“’Situation?’”

“Never mind. Very well my musically inclined acquaintances, I shall impart thee with the music of the peoples of my realm. But first, I wish to inquire as to what you might do for me.”

Octavia gulped. “U-Um, what do you want?”

“First I must ask, how long is it before the next Hearth’s Warming Eve?”

“Huh? Um, about two months, why?”

“Secondly, do you have access to an assortment of musical instruments, preferably two six string acoustic guitars and an upright bass?” he continued without paying mind to her question.

“Uh, yeah I think we can get that. Anything else?” Vinyl asked.

“Vinyl, why are you just-?”

“And finally, do you have some sort of device that I may record songs on? Preferably portable so that I may record them for you at my leisure.”

“Oh yeah, I got a voice recorder and some cassette tapes that should do fine! But can’t you just come to our place? We’ve got a soundproofed recording room.”

“I’m sorry, but I cannot be held in one position, especially inside a populated area, for too long. Too great a risk of being- wait, did you say ‘our place?’”

“Yeah, me and Tavi-“

“Are roommates!” Octavia cut in, her face flushing red as she smiled nervously.

Despite his face guard she could tell he was smirking.

“Oh ho! So you two have that kind of relationship! But why be hesitant to admit it? Are you merely ‘testing the waters’ as one might say, or perhaps you don’t want to break the hearts of several pining stallions?”

“I-It’s not that I’m embarrassed to admit it, it’s just… well…”

“It’s 'cause of the other snobs of up in Canterlot,” Vinyl interjected.

“Vinyl!”

“Oh, I get it. Afraid what they’ll think if they find out you’re romantically involved with an ‘uncouth commoner’, is that it?”

“Hit the nail on the head.”

“Ugh, I guess some things don’t change no matter where or when you go. I wouldn’t surprised if those stuck ups were inbreeding to ‘keep the bloodline pure’ or some nonsense like that. Even so, I promise I won’t tell anypony, though I doubt they’d stay around me long enough before running away screaming for me to tell them. As for our deal, if you’re willing to help me learn how to play some instruments, I’ll be willing to give you some songs from my dimension. Get that tape recorder and eight cassette tapes to Zecora and I’ll pick them up later. I’ll even give you your first batch of songs for free.”

“Wait, how do you know Zecora?” Octavia asked.

“The striped shamaness has been a close friend of mine since we both make our home here in the forest. Anyway, follow my instructions and we’ll see where we go from there.”

“Gotcha! This gonna be sweet!” Vinyl exclaimed before galloping back towards Ponyville.

“U-Um, thank you for you time,” Octavia said with a curt bow before galloping after her friend. “That certainly went better than I’d have thought.”

Two days later Octavia woke to a song she’d never heard before. It was a peculiar mix of chanting and romantic, yet somewhat suggestive, lyrics. She walked down the stairs to see Vinyl doing the dishes from the night before while listening to the song.

“Well, that’s certainly not what I was expecting,” Octavia quipped, catching her marefirend’s attention.

Vinyl turned around and smiled, her magenta eyes shining with excitement, one of the few times her glasses were off.

“Tavi! Good to see you up! Now you can listen to some of the music with me!” She stopped levitating the cup she was washing before grabbing the cassette player as well as the cellist. “Come on!”

“B-But what about breakfast?”

“Later, come on!”

Vinyl pulled Octavia into the living room where seven cassette tapes and eight pieces of paper rested. They appeared to be the names and artists of the songs, and by process of elimination that meant the song they had been listening to was Hooked on a Feeling by “Blue Swede.”

“So, which one was the song he played in Ponyville?” she asked.

“This one here,” Vinyl answered pointing to one labeled as I Like to Move It by “Reel 2 Real”. She took a quick glance and noticed another one titled the same, but with the artist name changed to “Los Colorados.” There was also a note under it that read “Pinkie Pie will probably like this version.”

“He gave you another version of it as well?”

“Yeah it’s like some polka type thing. It’s not bad actually.”

“What about this one?” she asked pointing to one labeled as Clash on the Big Bridge by “Nobuo Uematsu”. It also had the note “This is totally my favorite song ever of all time. Well, that and all of the other versions of it.”

“Eh, it’s not bad, but it’s a bit too fast to be dance music.”

“Have you listened to them all already?”

“Most of them, got three left. Let’s see, this one was pretty good, but more for bobbing heads than dancing,” she explained pointing to Throwing Fire by “Ronald Jenkees.” “Let’s try this one!” she exclaimed while picking up one labeled as Let’s Groove by “Earth, Wind, and Fire.”

The lyrics were both romantic yet suggestive, like the previous song, but also with more of a simply fun feel to it. After about half a minute Vinyl found herself dancing to it and, despite her initial protests, pulled Octavia into it with her. They both stepped and turned to the rhythm until the song finished.

“So his world had Disco too, huh? Who would’ve thought?” Vinyl quipped. “Ok, let’s pop in another one. We can listen while I make breakfast,” she decided while replacing the cassette with Da Funk by “Daft Punk.”

What interesting names.

Octavia closed her eyes and listened and was soon tapping her hoof along to the song. By the time it finished Vinyl had returned with breakfast: two plates of diced apples, toasted daisy sandwiches, and two glasses of orange juice.

“Pretty sweet! What’d you think?”

“Well, I actually liked it.”

“Really?” Vinyl looked almost suspicious.

“It certainly isn’t the most complex piece, but the beat in the background makes it somewhat… hypnotic. I could certainly see ponies dancing to this in one of the clubs you work in. If more of your music was like this I might actually attend more of your concerts,” she added with a smirk.

“Ouch, so cruel so early in the morning. Is it Wednesday already?” the unicorn joked. “Ok, only one I haven’t heard yet, and hey check out what he wrote.”

Octavia looked to the note which was labeled Beethoven Virus by "Diana Boncheva featuring BanYa.” It also read “Octavia will probably like this one. Let me know if she wants the original version.”

“Well, start it then,” she said somewhat disinterestedly, munching on her sandwich. When the song started however, her attention was drawn entirely to the cassette player.

“Hey, that was pretty cool! I never thought of mixing genres like that. What do you think, Ta…? Are you ok?”

The earth pony’s face was completely neutral except for her eyes, which seemed to be shining with inspiration brighter than the sun. She looked to Vinyl and without a word grabbed her and pulled her outside, practically dragging her towards the Everfree Forest.

“Tavi! What about breakfast!?” the unicorn shouted.

I just finished eating some berries before pulling out Jack’s Compass again and sighed. The needle didn’t change no matter what direction I moved in, just like before.

Looks like Auric was still getting used to his alchemy powers. I guess this thing has a range problem. Either that or the other weapons have some sort of veil over them.

I suddenly felt a powerful cold sensation heading my way. Like the Cutie Mark Crusaders it was determined, but not aggressive.

“GILGAMESH!”

I turned and was bowled over by a certain grey earth pony before I had a chance to react. I recovered and saw a pair of violet eyes staring right back into mine, their determination palpable.

“I NEED THAT SONG! I NEED THE ORIGINAL! GIVE IT TO ME!”

“Dude, what the hell?” I muttered.

Vinyl showed up a moment later panting up a storm.

“Sorry… don’t know… what got… into her,” she wheezed.

“YOU SAID IN YOUR NOTE YOU’D GIVE ME THE ORIGINAL IF I WANTED IT! WELL, I WANT IT!”

“Huh? Oh, that one song. Sure, but, why are you going nuts?”

“Seriously Tavi, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you go nuts like this.”

“IT’S BASED ON A CLASSICAL PIECE I’VE NEVER HEARD BEFORE! DO YOU KNOW HOW LONG IT’S BEEN SINCE SOMPEPONY MADE A NEW CLASSICAL PIECE?! ALMOST THREE HUNDRED YEARS! NOPONY IS WILLING TO TRY MAKING SOMETHING TO COMPETE WITH THE OLD ONES, AND CLASSICAL MUSIC IS NOW ONLY APPRECIATED BY NOBLES, ARISTOCRATS, AND MUSICAL ENTHUSIASTS! BUT IF I CAN BRING SOMETHING NEW, I MIGHT BE ABLE TO MAKE IT POPULAR AGAIN!”

“Ok, I get it, but please stop yelling,” I asked.

“Oh, um, I apologize. It’s just that it’s been so long since I’ve been struck with such inspiration,” she explained sheepishly.

“And can you get off me too? We don’t need ponies saying things.”

Vinyl laughed while Octavia flushed and jumped off me.

“Ok, so you want some classical along with some other stuff. Fine that’s doable,” I agreed while standing up. Octavia uncharacteristically hoof pumped. I guess she was really excited. “However, I want my end of the bargain now. You got those instruments?”

“U-Um, well, not yet I’m afraid.”

“Well, see you later then,” I said simply before turning to walk away.

“W-Wait! You’re leaving just like that!? What about those songs!?”

“You didn’t even bring the tape recorder with you.”

“W-Whu? Oh, um, right,” she admitted sheepishly.

“See you later then.”

About three days later Octavia and Vinyl snuck me into their home early in the morning. They had given Zecora the tape recorder the day before so Octavia almost immediately starting listening to Beethoven’s Piano Sonata No. 8 in C Minor op. 13, a.k.a. “Sonata Pathétique.” I broke the whole thing into its three movements and she immediately went to the Rondo: Allegro movement, as that was the one used for the Beethoven Virus song. I could see she was a bit deflated to find it was a piano piece and not a string piece, but I think she was already thinking on how to rearrange it into one.

Fun fact, when I mentioned the name of the composer, Octavia asked if I meant “Ludwig Von Braythoven.” Damn horse puns. Other fun fact, why yes, I was taught in classical music, specifically the piano. It was something my parents thought would be “proper” for a “distinguished businessman.” Ugh, I hate it when the things I like are clouded by them. Speaking of things I like, I also threw in Bach’s Fugue in G Minor, a.k.a. the “Little Fugue.” By far one my favorites. What can I say? I’m a sucker for a good organ.

Since they only had two cassette players Vinyl was currently recording the tracks I’d given to her previously onto… well, vinyls. Man these word names are just weird sometimes.

I myself was working one playing the acoustic guitar, and quite honestly getting frustrated. I had a great ear for music, that’s what my teachers always told me, so it's always a frustration when what your fingers do doesn't match up with what you hear in your head. Oh well, I had a few months to work on it at least.

Unfortunately, it seems the time wouldn’t be without distractions.

“SPIKE WANT!” came a deep voice from outside.

“Secret to my Excess.” Oh crap, we’re gonna have a rampaging dragon on the loose. Then again, what better way to change the ponies’ perception of me than fighting off a dragon? Guess I’ll wait ‘till he gets big so I won’t have to worry about doing too much damage to the poor guy.

“Tavi, I’ve gotta go take care something, you and Vinyl stay inside,” I ordered while grabbing my nagainata and cutting myself a portal back to the edge of the Everfree forest.

Can’t let anypony know these two are housing me.

“Huh? Wait, what do you-?” Octavia began, only for her to be cut off from the portal closing behind me.

What was that about? Octavia wondered. Well, he did tell us to stay inside so we might as well.

She shrugged and went back to listening to the music until a loud crash caught her attention. She stopped the cassette player just as Vinyl exited the recording room.

“What’s going on?” Vinyl asked.

“I’m not sure. Gilgamesh left and said to-“

She was cut off by the sound of an emergency siren blaring throughout the village.

“What in the name of Celestia?” Octavia asked aloud and looked out the window, catching a large mass of purple and green not far from their home. “Oh dear.”

“Tavi, what’s going- whoa.”

The dragon titled its head back and roared.

“Put her down right now!” Rainbow Dash shouted.

“I-If you don’t mind, that is,” Fluttershy meekly added.

“I mean it dragon boy!”

“We’d be ever so grateful if you’d be so kind as to possibly consider.“

“Drop her, scaly!”

The dragon growled, ready to attack, when a noise rang throughout the air.

“GIIIIIIIIILGAAAAAAAAAAAAMEEEEEEEEEEEESH!”

Out of seemingly nowhere a recognizable armored figure fell from the sky and landed on the drake’s head with enough force to smash it into the ground, almost losing his recently acquired collection. The warrior leaped off and turned to face the now recovering dragon.

“Vile reptilian, prepare for your defeat! Your time spent terrorizing theses equines is no more, for you now face the mighty Gil-!”

The warrior was cut off by a massive kick that sent him soaring like a missile towards the Everfree Forest. The force of the impact was so great that his spear went flying into the air, which Spike quickly grabbed and added to his collection.

“Well, that just happened,” Rainbow Dash muttered just before she felt herself covered with some kind of cloth and falling into the water.

“Hee hee! A nice town ripe for the pickings, and no muscle-heads in sight!” Ultros exclaimed with glee, exiting the Everfree Forest and seeing Ponyville not far away. “Now to find some honeys and… what’s that sound?”

A frantic yell grew in volume as its source approached. By the time he realized what, or rather who it was, it was too late. The armored warrior slammed into him, causing the cephalopod to fly back into the forest, bouncing from tree to tree like a pinball before finally coming to a stop against a large rock. His eyes began to roll for a few moments before they both rolled back into his head, the word “TILT” appearing on both of them before he passed out.

The ponies watched the dragon dodge another pass from the Wonderbolts, roaring in anger.

“Dangnabit, just how did this get so outta control?” Applejack thought aloud.

“I just hope they don’t hurt him too… does anypony else hear that?” Twilight asked.

“..NEMINEMINEMINEMINEMINEMINEMINEMINEMINE!”

The dragon turned just in time for the armored warrior to slam both feet into Spike’s face, the force sending out a massive shockwave and causing the drake to go tumbling. He managed to still hold on to Rarity, but some of his hoard went flying, including the spear.

The warrior landed and raised his hand, the weapon falling into it like it was meant to be there.

“Mine.”

He then turned to face the ponies, standing upright and proud.

“CITIZENS OF PONYVILLE! FEAR NOT, FOR YOUR TOWN IS NOW SAFE FROM THIS REPTILIAN SCOURGE! FEEL FREE TO RETURN TO YOUR DAILY LIVES OF HARMONY AND FRIENDSHIP, ONCE AGAIN FREE TO WALK THE STREETS OF YOUR FAIR VILLAGE WITHOUT FEAR OF-!”

“Um, excuse me sir?” came a precocious and accented voice.

The warrior looked down to see Pipsqueak looking up at him, having bravely moved close enough to tap his shin. Gilgamesh bent over to talk to the young colt.

“Yes young one?”

“He got away. He even had time to get all the stuff back.”

“What?”

The armored biped looked behind him to see the dragon was gone, he then turned to see him climbing the nearby mountain, the Wonderbolts in hot pursuit.

“Oh, you did not just walk away in the middle of my speech!” he seethed before holding his weapon over his head. “GET BACK HERE YOU SCALY PILE OF CRAP!” he shouted while rushing off towards the reptile.

Most of Ponyville, the remaining Elements included, just stared in shock at what transpired, unable to process what was going on. Twilight, however, was shocked at something else.

Did… did he really say…?

“Oh what now? I suppose you’ll be eating me or something,” Rarity huffed, not noticing the change in the drake behind her. She looked back at monster, surprised to find a familiar face instead. “Spike!? You’re the rampaging dragon!?”

Not a moment later both of them screamed as they began to fall.

“Rarity, I need to tell you something! Just in case we don’t make it!” Spike shouted.

I can’t believe this might be my only chance!

“I’ve always sort of had a crush-!” he began, only to be cut off by her hoof hushing him. The look he gave her and the tears in her eyes said it all.

She knows. She knows!

Spike smiled, happy even with what was happening, but was broken out of his daze when he noticed a familiar voice.

“I GOT EM! I GOT EM! I GOT EM! I GOT EM! I GOT EM!”

“Is that-?”

“I don’t believe it,” Rarity muttered.

“I GOT EM! I-!”

The warrior stopped when he saw them disappear behind a streak of rainbow colors. He followed the trail to see Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy setting down the unicorn and baby dragon.

“Oh. Well, that was somewhat anti-climactic,” he muttered. “Ah well, my work is done,” he proclaimed before cutting a hole in the air above him. “GILAGAMESH, AWAY!” he shouted as he jumped up into it.

“Well, I suppose with him showing up this could’ve turned out a lot worse,” Rarity commented.

“No kiddin’, right Twi?” Applejack agreed. When her question received no response she looked to Twilight, who appeared lost in thought. “Twi?”

“He couldn’t… could he?” she muttered.

I exited into the middle of the Everfree Forest, feeling good about what I accomplished.

I helped try and stop the ramping Spike, I made myself look like an idiot, and I even got a chance to make a heroic declaration. If that doesn’t help change somepony’s opinion of me, even a little bit, I don’t know what will. Well, better kill time until-

My thoughts were interrupted by a sound appearing above my head, something akin to tear in the universe. I looked up and immediately regretted it as one object struck me in the nose and the other in my left eye.

“Gah! Fucking hell, why the eye!? Why!?”

As I rubbed away the pain I noticed two objects, one a folder and the other a diamond. I picked up the folder and opened it.

To you who find this folder-

If you are reading this, you are what I refer to as a Displaced. Some of us are being held here, in worlds not our own, by one known as The Merchant, a Void-Dweller of great power. If you can use these notes to find your way back to your relative home, I wish you the best of luck. Either because The Merchant is not to be trifled with, or because finding your relative Earth in all the Multiverse is like trying to find a grain of sand in a sandstorm.

Personally, I do not desire to leave. True, abandoning my life on Earth seems cowardly. But the power I now wield confers a responsibility, one that I fulfill willingly. And life in Equestria is more likely to be peaceable than life on Earth.

To those that want to return, I wish you the best of luck, and tell you that the best of results could be gathered by using something that you brought with you.

To those that wish to remain, I tell you that these notes can easily be reversed and used to shield your home from intrusions. Most notably, Discord could find them useful.

To those of you that wish to try to fight The Merchant, I tell you that he will likely not go down easy. Your best bet is to find the one known as Xante and team up with him.

And to those of you that wish to drag us all back...

Do not test me.

-Auric Fulcrum, Master of Psynergy, Wielder of the Flames of Alchemy, Slayer of the Wise One, Knight of the Eclipse, Lord of Eureka, Blade of Understanding.

I smiled. Auric really was a great guy, going out of his way for the rest of us. And the Merchant, huh? Guess Xante’s going to be getting some calls. I won’t be one of them, though. I’m having a blast here. I took a look at some of the notes inside and, sure enough, I couldn’t understand a lick of it.

Guess this is something to keep safe until Discord gets let out. Better find someplace safe store it.

After I tucked the folder away I picked up the diamond and was immediately met with a voice in my head.

“I am the protector of the innocent, warrior of the weak, call upon me for assistance and I shall come. Call for the Gravity Shifter and I will make those who harm others beg for mercy as they are crushed at my feet. Hold this gem close to thine heart and I shall be at your side as a fellow warrior!”

I was actually a little susrpsied to find out that the voice was female. Even though the voice didn’t say it I somehow knew her name was Kat Shifter, or at least that was the name of her current form.

A female “Gravity Shifter”? Why does that sound familiar?

I was about to pocket the jewel for another time when I really needed it when a thought occurred to me.

I might not really have a use for her, but must every time a Displaced contacts another be an event of dire need? Can’t some of us just… hang out? If she’s busy I’ll just send her back, no big deal. Besides, it’d be nice to talk to someone who might get my references.

I raised the diamond skyward.

“Mistress of Gravity, wielder of one of the laws of nature, hear me! I, the Mighty Gilgamesh, call upon thee! Come, Kat Shifter!”

A portal opened up next to me as I finished. I pocketed the gem and waited, only for the curious sound of screaming to reach my ears. Before I could process what was happening I was soon bowled over by a petite girl with striking long blonde hair. She wore a black leather jacket with gold bands, a white shirt, grey jeans, and black boots, as well as a headband. As she groaned I caught a glimpse of her pretty red eyes. Oh, did I also mention that with the position that we were in it looked like she was ready to mount me? Yeah, I bet you can guess where this is going.

“Huh,” I began catching her attention. “Pretty girl with exotic eyes and hair from another dimension falls on top of guy. Now all we need is a dramatic wind to come in from nowhere and the background to be filled with rose petals and we can start our own harem manga."

Let it never be said that the filter between my mouth and brain works well.

Just as predicted she blushed when she realized the position she was in before her face contorted into a scowl. She quickly stood up and her hands radiated with power before I was lifted up into the air and hurled though a tree only to crash into another one.

“Ah, also the 'girl beats up guy in over the top manner due to embarrassment' trope. How could I possibly forget that one?"

I saw her facepalm and groan. This looks like it’ll be fun.

Author's Notes:

Ok, first order of business, 498 likes, 639 favorites. Not nearly a big a gap when this thing started, but just the fact that it's even climbed that high is just amazing. I love you all so much.

Second, I am so sorry this took so long to put out. I'm trying my best guys, I really am.

Third, for those of you who haven't check out "A Thousand Tortured Souls Scream My Name" for what happened between Gilgy and Pyramid Head. It really was not what I was expecting.

Fourth, List of the songs mentioned but without links in the chapter:

I Like to Move It by Los Colorados

Clash on the Big Bridge by Nobuo Uematsu

Throwing Fire by Ronald Jenkees

Piano Sonata No. 8 in C Minor (Pathéticue)
1st movement: Grave - Allegro di molto e con brio

2nd Movement: Andante cantabile

Little Fugue in G minor

Fifth, this next crossover will be with DjSkywalker726's Gravity of the Situation, based around the game Gravity Rush. Give it a look see.

Anyway, tired. Can't wait to hear your comments and thoughts!