Present day the time for Mistress and Gilgamesh to tell Duncan the story had them at a local bar. It was fairly well packed, all of Duncan’s squad had showed up..

“Seriously you raised this world's’ Chrysalis, and how are you not freaking about ponies learning things. Did you cast another silence spell?” Duncan asked a bit shocked at the story.

“Yes, and yes now then I think it’s a good time to lower it and get ready for Karaoke!” Mistress lowered the silence charm as she said the last bit drawing the eye of Boom De-yada who was sipping a glass of hard liquor.

“By the way, how did Chryssi turn out?’ Gilgamesh asked in a hushed tone. “Please tell me she didn’t try to take over Canterlot.”

“... I don’t know, I had to leave her behind after the when I went after Sombra, but she was a grown Queen and had started her own hive. I hope I tought her better but I haven’t had a chance to ask anypony about it. I spent all afternoon yesterday talking to Twilight and Starlight about Twisted Spear and what to do with him now that he is a dragoness. As soon as I have an answer I’ll give you a call.” Mistress hung his head in shame, he should be keeping in touch of family better, if only life wasn’t such a high paced mess.

“Fillies and Gentlecolts welcome to wednesday karaoke night. I’m here with our DJ Vinyl Scratch. Think of a song and we will pull it up. Check out our song books about the room. I’ll kick us off with Still Worth Fighting For, by My Darkest Days”

Boom De-yada, with his strange talent for voice matching, started off the song really well. The music drew everypony's attention to the stage.

“So hard to let go
And I still hear the sound
Of your voice singin’ in my head
I can’t surrender
‘Cause the rope’s slowly coming apart
But hangin’ by a thread”

He sang dancing around the stage catching the eyes of a few mares who giggled at his antics. His actions got the whole bar excited and bouncing. During the song several ponies started to make their way to the DJ and submitted their songs.

“Huh. Didn’t expect anyone here to be singing a song like that.”

“Might want to hurry if you wanna sing tonight,” Mistress nodded to the growing line.

“Yeah, but I’m wondering what kind of song I want to sing,” her replied, looking at the song book. After a few moments, he folded the book. “You know what, fuck it, I’m gonna be extra cheesy tonight.”

“What do you mean ‘extra cheesy’? Isn’t that what you normally are? How could you get cheesier than that?”

He smirked back. “You’ll see, but I think I’ll start off with… 80’s level cheesy,” he replied as he got up. “And I think I might have to add a few that aren’t on the list.”

Duncan sat off to the side looking forlorn at his cellphone, sighing heavily. It had been over a week now and he was no closer to going home. Mistress may have told him not to worry and that they would figure it out, but he really missed home. Specifically he had one person he missed most of all.

“You ok D? You look sad, what’s wrong?” Mistress scooted closer to Duncan. She had already figured out the few songs she wanted to sing. A few she would have to pull from her own phone but she was sure the ponies would like it.

“Terra, I miss her,” Duncan stated, “and of course we’re trapped across the multiverse away from her.”

“Well it’s too exposed here and is a bit of a story but I’ll tell you a bit more about what i’ve learned of home later. Promise it will cheer you up. Why not sing a song for her?” Mistress asked.

“You know I don’t sing. Karaoke is Terra’s thing.” Was Duncan’s simple reply.

“Yes you do, I’ve seen it. I bet you a hundred bits if you get up there and sing you’ll feel better.” Mistress nudged him. “Don’t worry about the song, Boom mentioned the other day that Vinyl’s mixer is state of the art and can convert your song into karaoke from any device.”

Just then some synthesizers and guitar riffs came from the stage. Up in front was Gilgamesh, now dressed in a black leather jacket, a white T-shirt, black fingerless gloves, blue cutoff jeans, in black boots.

“Here we stand.
Worlds apart, hearts broke in two. Two. Two.
Sleepless nights.
Losing ground, I’m reaching for you. You. You.”

The warrior was completely into the song, his eyes clenched tight during the moments where he let the strength of his voice take over. Although many laughed, it was still impossible not to enjoy it along with him. By the second chorus he had the crowd completely in his hand, some of them even singing along.

A random pony stumbled into their table slurring his speech, already drunk. “This is the best rendition of Destination’s ‘Separate Ways’ ever!! Whoo hooo!!” He stumbled off into the crowd.

The crowd was in a fervor at the impressive display normally not done at karaoke. As the song ended the bar started chanting, “Encore, Encore, Encore,” insisting that Gilgamesh remain on the stage.

“You should put it in D. Hurry up.” Mistress stood up making his way through the crowd to the line for Vinyl. She pulled out her phone and showed the mare a song, only for Vinyl to pull out a record, shocked Mistress nodded before returning to her seat.

Duncan had wandered off and was no where to be seen. Trusting him to take care of himself Mistress started chatting with the rest of Duncan’s squad.

“Encore, Encore,” The ponies continued to chant.

“Ok, Ok, one more and then someone else gets a turn!” he announced, giving into the crowd’s wishes, which they cheered in response. He went over and whispered to Vinyl, who gave a surprised look and response before nodding as he walked back on stage. “Now I’m nothing if not a man with many tastes, so if you’re expecting something loud and boisterous again, not this time. All the same, i hope you’ll enjoy it, especially those of you who’ve got a special someone in your live.” He then spun rapidly and the next thing anyone knew he was now dressed in a black tuxedo, the only non-standard addition was the red scarf around his neck. “Hit it.”

After a moment's pause, a simple guitar and drum set began.

“‘L’ is for the way you look at me.
‘O’ is for the only one I see
‘V’ is very very, extraordinary
‘E’ is even more than anyone that you adore can”

The crowd was particularly stunned not only by the drastic change in genre and tone, but also the fact that he was signing it well, despite it being so different. Many began to sway or tap their hooves in time to the song.

Mistress looked around for Duncan again her paranoia peaking though. However she became entranced by how well Gilgamesh sang, quickly bobbing her head she ‘danced’ with Jeff as they enjoyed the slow music.

I missed Gilgamesh he is a lot of fun. We should also dance with Avarice when we get the chance. Jeff spoke with Mistress. She agreed she pinched the muscles in her shoulder checking that the small brazier was still there hidden by her flesh.

“Alright everypony let’s hear it for Gilgamesh, next up is…” Boom De-yada had gotten on stage at the end of the song ushering in the next pony to sing. Conveniently enough Mistress was on stage after that song, she suspect someone was messing with the turn order.

“Up next is Tinker Bell singing ‘Great to be Different’ by Forest Rain!” Boom called into the microphone hoofing it over to the unicorn as he stepped on stage letting the music start.

“It was a dark day when I lost my faith
I wasn’t the pony I thought I’ld be
And it seemed that no one could relate
There was nothing left to see”

Mistress sang, his voice fairly close to the right key but unable to make the right highs and low. Singing still wasn’t something he could pride himself on. The song was one of his favorite having taken on a new meaning when he found himself in Equestria. Several ponies sang along during the chorus. One wild eyed mare in the back of the bar eating a muffin looked particularly moved by the song.

Earning a round of applause Mistress made her way off stage, and out the door to get some fresh air. She felt her token vibrate a bit and a voice in her head.

Missy! I need advice! I forgot I’m an exhibitionist and I’m about to-oh fuck! Stop! Groping butt! Avarice voice in his head startled him. It was good to hear from him though. Missy please tell me how you turn off your arousal centers, please!

Recognizing the potential seriousness of the problem Mistress responded with a very level clear head. Avarice, it’s good to hear from you, I’m a touch busy at the moment but I can help. First it takes some understanding biology, the normal brain, starting human anyways, releases several chemicals, Estrogen, Testosterone, Dopamine, and Serotonin. DO NOT turn off serotonin, it will make you depressed, however reduce the other three. To do this you need to focus on your own brain, feel the makeup of it, look for the things that feel like… well sex for lack of a better term, and start reducing them to normal levels, not off, but down. You being sexy sex god, they are likely at all time high, probably feel like a firehose in your head, or a flash flood. Feeling better?

There was silence for several seconds as he waited for the god to try it.
Oh thank you, you sexy stallion! I am so going to plow you senseless again when we finally get together again. Avarice cooed back in response, sending powerful images through the link of them entwining in many impressive ways with a pure sensation of fondness and longing.

Mistress flushed bright red and almost, almost tried to jump over to his world right then and there. Deciding that leaving her current guest and friend would be rude, she turned down her own brain chemicals till she could clearly think again. Several ponies walking by the street eyed him curiously as his fidgeted about awkwardly.

Damnit I have a guest at the moment, and now everypony is looking at me funny. I'll call you later, invite me to come meet your herd sometime. Have a good time you sexy sex god, love you. He marched back inside trying to let the music drown out his thoughts.

Love you too Missy. The call ended as they stopped feeding energy into the tokens. Now then what is Gilgy up to?

As she stepped inside she he saw the warrior back onstage, dressed in his normal attire, aside from his helmet, as well as Boom De-yada, apparently ready to sing together.

“Ok, so we’ve heard plenty of kinds of songs onstage for plenty of ponies, but I think it’s late enough in the evening that we can all agree there’s one thing we all enjoy,” Boom began, before nodding to his taller companion. “ALCOHOL!” they both shouted as heavy guitar riffs began before becoming something more seaworthy.

“Piracy’s a crime and crime doesn’t pay,
And we go home poor at the end of the day.
But I’d rather live my life in rags
Than be chained to a desk with a wife that’s a hag”

The two of their loud voices accompanied the song perfectly and soon everypony was hopping around the bar or at least banging their heads along with them, many knocking back a few at the same time.

Another pony started singing as the bar kept drink, enjoying the buzz. Duncan still hadn’t turned up, Mistress was starting to get worried. His jaw dropped when he finally found the Displaced. Duncan was currently dressed in a black jacket with a red sigels on the sleeves and shoulders. he still wore a black shirt, his pants were black slacks with a red belt.

“Next up Duncan with a song he brought from his home.”

The instrumental started up as Duncan took a deep breath.

“It’s been awhile since I first saw ya.
That silly face I won’t forget.
And I’m happy we’re here together
and I’m so glad that we met.”

Duncan sang as best he could, fairly monotone and deep despite what the song called for. He began crying as he sang remembering the girl he loved back home. Many ponies stopped to listen to the song laughing at some of the lyrics.

When it got to the line with the proposal the room went silent.

After Duncan finished the song he quickly stepped off stage and went to his seat to hid from the limelight. It remained dead silent for minutes. Then one by one the ponies of the bar started stomping their hooves in a slow clap. The sentiment spread quickly till the entire bar was applauding the displaced.

“That proposal was very real, do you have a fiancee?” Spear Head asked taking a seat at the table.

“Yes her name is Terra. I miss her alot we were in a long engagement and then this happened and I’m here. I just miss her.” Duncan turned to glare at Mistress who was keeping a soft expression. He sighed deciding that the shapeshifter was right, he did feel better.

Gilgamesh rested a hand on his shoulder. “Believe it or not kid, I know that feeling. I may not be engaged, but I’ve got someone myself back in my own universe. We might not have confessed or anything like that, but we both know how we feel about each other.” He sighed. “And then, to keep her and everyone else there safe, I had to leave. It’s been months for me. I hope it’ll be shorter for her.”

“Thanks, and I hope it goes well for you too, she is a special princess. Now if somepony could get all of the eyes off me that would be great.” Duncan slouched lower in his chair pulling up the collar on his jacket trying to hide in it and disappear.

“Give me a minute,” he said before heading over to Vinyl and talking with her for a moment before pulling out an iPhone. A minute later he was onstage. “Ok. this is gonna be my last song of the night everypony. As much as I enjoy how much you like me up on stage, I want to give everypony else a chance too.” Some groaned at that, wanting him to continue on further into the night. “Now, this next song is actually ja-I mean, neighponese, so I doubt any of you will understand it. However, I’m of the opinion that the vocals for a song can be more important than the lyrics themselves, so I hope you’ll all enjoy it all the same.”

He nodded towards Vinyl who nodded back. The song began with bombastic brass before shifting into a powerful rock opera.

“Sora! Koboreochita futatsu no hoshi ga
Hikari to yami no minamo suikomareteyuku
Hikiau you ni kasanaru hamon”

Though nopony could understand the words there were completely bowled over by the strength and intensity of the vocal, especially when it hit the chorus. Gilgamesh himself was completely into the song, his eyes closed and making many dramatic and heroic poses, leaning back and forth as he bellowed out from the bottom of his heart and his lungs. After it was all done the entire bar was silent for a few seconds before exploding into applause.

“Thank you very much, Ponyville! You’ve all been wonderful!” he said before bowing and stepping offstage.

The crowd continued to cheer as he returned to the table. Mistress offered him a cup,” Sweet Apple Cider, I figure we could all use a good rest and this stuff knocks most Displaced out…. like poor Duncan”

The displaced had a single half finished cup in front of him as his head was on the table, peacefully sleeping the time away.

“Ah, it’s probably best for him. Takes a lot of you to confess in public, even if it was indirectly,” Gilgamesh replied, chugging down the drink.

“True, I just hope we can get him home soon. He isn’t much fun to be around when he gets depressed, I’m hoping having friends around will help him with that.” Mistress sighed sipping his drink of clear liquid.

He smirked. “Well, you know how I like to make friends.”

“Mostly with your fists? Unless you learned something else?” Mistress asked curious about what Gilgamesh had been up to. Boom was currently on stage making good on the promise he made to himself to sing Blinded by the Light.

“Hey, it’s a little more complicated than that. Even I don’t expect to make friends just by punching someone in the face.”

“Really? It works for Naruto and Goku.” Mistress laughed at his own joke. He quickly ordered another drink for Gilgamesh.

“Just let me handle that. But you could help by talking to whoever’s in charge of the guard here. I think they’ll benefit from Duncan’s lessons as much as he will. And after that, I’d appreciate it if you could talk to the Princesses and find out about our little Chrissy-poo.”

“I’ll do one better, if you’ll ever pass out we can enter Luna’s dreamscape. We could always ask her there.” Mistress placed another glass in front of the warrior.

“Good idea. Give me a sec,” he said before taking the contents of the glass in one gulp before closing his eyes. Two seconds later, he was asleep.

“Hey Spear Head I’m staying with Morning Glory, can you get all three of us there? Here is the key,” Mistress said, handing the key to the surprised unicorn he flipped the chemicals in his brain to sleep. Jeff did the same quickly entering REM sleep.

The dream scape took the form of a hall in a steel ship with pipes and cables running all over the roof and walls.

“LUNA!” Mistress called out, she was now her dream self, which looked like her default from, except with blue hair in a ponytail. She wore a navy uniform of blue digital camo.

“Mistress shall we find master Gilgamesh?” Jeff asked, his dream form a vaguely humanoid black shadowy shape with slitted orange eyes.

“Ya, let’s get out of here, this nightmare always bothers me. It’s a good thing Luna taught me the basics of Dreamwalking” The dream scape faded away as Mistress pulled them out a door into another’s dream.

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“Oh, hey Changie! You too, Jeff!” Gilgamesh waved.

“Interesting, dreams seldom make sense but this is almost druggy. Now we just need to get Luna’s attention. Feel like a nightmare, or want to give me one?” Mistress asked as she watched… Sonic the Hedgehog run by singing as he went.

“Sorry, my dreamscape’s a little uncontrolled. Basically anything I’ve ever seen pops in. I’ll try to keep it PG-13. Oh, here comes another one.”

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bHFP7L5n9Xs

“Ok…. That is a new one. So nightmares? It’s normally the best way to draw Luna’s attention.” Mistress kind of just accepted it, dreams were really weird, and reading minds had earned her a fair share of crazy.

“Ah, right. I got something that should work,” Gilgamesh said before concentrating.

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“BILLINGS DAMNIT!! WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT!!!” Mistress and Jeff both jumped behind Gilgamesh, caught off guard by the sudden shift. Shadows flooding the dreamscape as Mistress’s own emotions influenced it.

“Fear not for this creature….Mistress why are you dreaming about a Displaced?” Luna landed beside Mistress ignoring Gilgamesh as though he were a dream construct.

“Actually, it’s really me this time. Hi Luna, been a while!” he waved.

“Ah, Sir Gilgamesh we have not seen your dreams in a thousand years. How do you fare?” Luna casually raised her wings causing the dreamscape to shift to a royal throne room.

“Meh, not that different, to be honest. For me it’s been around two months. Wibbly-wobbly, timey-wimey and all that.”

“Ah yes the wibblies. Our own Mistress has only returned a week ago. We were most pleased with her return, and that of Duncan joining us. We assume that you have called our attention with reason, how might the night serve you?” She asked laughing as she began walking with the Displaced.

“See we came to learn what has happened to my daughter Chrysalis.” Mistress forced herself to speak avoiding the eyes of everyone around her. Jeff held her hand to offer support, she squeezed it glad for the comfort.

“Ah yes her. We regret to say that despite your noble efforts, she turned into a monster. Not long ago she assaulted the wedding of Mi Amore Cadenza and Shining Armor. We repelled the attack with the couple’s help. However we have not seen or heard from her sense.” Luna’s head hung low delivering the devastating news. Such actions were considered acts of war, to be answered with the most decisive of efforts. How Chrysi hadn’t been killed was beyond the shapeshifter.

“... I don’t know if I’m more angry, sad, or worried,” Gilgamesh replied, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Damn it, I thought we taught her better,” he sighed before continuing. “But still, I’m not giving up on her. Change and Jeff might’ve been there for longer than I was, but she’s still my god-daughter. We need to check up on her.”

“We wish you well in your efforts. Remember the laws you helped create Mistress, if she does not offer reparations for her actions, once found Equestria will act. I will ensure you are given as much time as I can.” Luna placed her wings around both Displaced and pulled Jeff in with a foreleg. “Now then we must be off, there are fillies with nightmares we must attend to. Please visit us in canterlot before you leave, our sister would love a visit.”

With that the princess of the night departed the dreamscape returning to her duties. The dream had become drab and gray, reflecting the melancholy of the three with in it.
“Alright well we need to sleep a few more hours, shall we return to normal dreams or do something else?” Mistress asked wrapping her arms around her knees and resting her head on them as she sulked.

“We decide on what we tell Chryssy when we find her. I vote for telling her that we’re not angry, we’re disappointed. We find out why she did it, and we have her own up to her mistakes, but make sure we’re there to support her as she does,” Gilgamesh suggested.

“That sounds good, I wonder if it follows closely to the show? If so her hive may be starving… unless it also follows the comic, in which case we need to hurry.” Mistress eyes went wide with realization. “I forget did you ever read the MLP comics?”

“Eh, I’ve been catching up on them. Are you talking about the part where she kidnaps the CMC? Because I think we can say for sure that she doesn’t have the same origin story.”

“Kidnapping no, but there was that civilization of cute little love filled creatures. If she found them and followed through she could be hurting them right now. We need to move fast before she does something irreparable.” Mistress had entered a state of mild panic. Her little Chrysi was too pure and cute, she couldn’t have become some heartless monster…

“Oh, right, the critters that continue to love them even after they get drained into husks. Yeah, we should probably stop that.”

“You seem relaxed about it, did it not hurt them? Or is it a strange symbiosis?”

“No, it looked pretty damn lethal, I’m just trying to keep myself calm. Unfortunately, I don’t know where that place was, so no teleportation.”

“It was several miles south of the badlands, I remember they passed through a jungle with flowers that tried to eat them. There were also the arachne and the cavetroll, maybe I should just call somepony and get us a lift?” She started to calm down, planning was good, she was good with planning.

“I guess considering I still don’t know exactly where it is. We all gonna go, or just you and Jeff?”

“I think this may be my fault. I shouldn’t have left her alone for so long. I’ll summon you via token if I need you, for now I think I’ll call LT. CMD. Sparkle and get a lift after we wake up. Duncan needs all the help he can get training.” Mistress accepted a hug from Jeff.

“Yes, we should go alone for now, we don’t want to risk her seeing us approach and running. Don’t worry, I’m sure we can figure out what is wrong and how to fix it.” Jeff said as he projected confidence and an all around feeling that everything was going to be ok.

“Yeah, that’d be best, but make sure to call me as soon as you find her, ok? I’ve got a few ideas on what might’ve happened and how to fix it. But for now, WAKE UP TIME!” he shouted before winking out of the dreamscape with a pop.

The snap of Gilgamesh waking himself up threw Mistress and Jeff out of the dreamworld and into the waking. Strangely it was already early morning as Celesta was lifting the sun above the horizon. The group was inside Mistress and Duncan’s living room. It seemed Spear Head had gotten them home but was unable to get anypony up the stairs. Gilgamesh was on the floor, next to a couch.

“Alright I’m out Gilgamesh I leave it in your hands. If you ask for Ensign Starlight Song she can help you get the squads together for a training session. If you want you can come meet Sparkle, I don’t think you two have ever met.” Mistress shifted back into her Morning Glory form as Jeff grogley shifted to be her hair. She already had a hoof on the door by the time she finished.

“I’ve never figured out how you don’t have an identity crisis with all your swapping. Anyway, yeah, I guess I could meet up with this universe’s Twilight. Maybe she’ll have an interest in watching the training session?” Gilgamesh wondered.

“Oh, yeah, you can meet her too. This one was Displaced to a Mass Effect universe.”

“Whoa, hold on, there are displaced ponies now?” he asked, surprised.

“Ya… they do seem to be far fewer around but I have met a few. I can give you her token if you want? I’m sure she wouldn’t mind. So yes no are you coming? Duncan get up!” She moved to kick the prone form still sleeping on the couch.

“If it’s time for his training, I’ll meet her later,” Gilgamesh answered.

“I’m just in hurry after last night, I want to stop Chrysi before she does anything else. I’ll see you later then?” She sprinted out the door.

“Remember: Firm, but not harsh!” he called, before turning to Duncan as he groggily sat himself up. “Ok, slick, up and at ‘em.”

“Aye sir,” Duncan said while snoring.

“Yeah, that ain’t gonna fly,” Gilgamesh thought before grabbing the younger boy’s head. He inhaled deeply before crowing like a rooster right into his ear.

Duncan’s eyes shot right open as he clutched his ear, “Ow up I’m up, ow.”

“Good. Now then, Allons-y!” he shouted before grabbing Duncan and sprinting over to the guard camp, much to the younger man’s surprise.

Across the way in a field visible from the house.

“Twi I could use a lift.” Mistress grabbed a medallion with her flesh focusing into it.

“Missy! Good to hear from you, Star Swirl said you ran into some trouble. I’ll be over in a jiff, just let me know when it’s clear.” The voice of a Twilight entered Mistress’ head.

“Already clear see you soon.” Mistress said as she sat the medallion down. Energy arced off the medallion shooting purple sparks into the grass. Nine gray stones with red symbols appeared in the air just above the medallion, more stones spun out forming a perfect ring. Red runes spun around the stones before locking in place, then a blue poff shot out stabilizing into a blue wavy portal. Soon a large tube shaped object came flying out of the portal, did a loop around pass and set down gently in the field. Mistress retrieved the now warm medallion as the portal winked out of existence and approached the back of the ship,

“Where to?” The purple alicorn asked, she had high tech armor on with several weapons attached.

“To find my daughter.” They closed the hatch and flew off.

Author's Notes:

Another chapter with Shinigamisparda and his story The Mighty Warrior of Epicness and its sequel, For Glory! For Equus! For Epicness!

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