Jeff this is an emergency, if we are going to get Duncan to seal the Sword, then we need a token, Jeff pulled out a strange object passing it to Mistress who grabbed it, before channeling her will into it, igniting its flames. It was a blue iron brazier, it’s flames a bright and hot light blue.

This is Mistress Change my partner Duncan needs help, please come!

With this she waited.

And was answered by a portal of darkness rimmed in the same blue fire, which said rim was grabbed by the black claws of a massive being. Out climbed a 14 foot-tall beefy wall of black-scaled manly muscle, each movement caused his massive body to ripple and was visible thanks to him wearing only a pair of red silk pants, and a silver signet right on his left index finger. He looked down on them with his piercing slit red eyes, his huge gray-membraned wings spread slightly which made him seem even bigger.

All of the non guard ponies began panicking running from the large beast, the guards fell into their training surrounding the beast. “Hello, Stranger…. How may I help you? You’ve caught me at a bit of a disadvantage, but I’ll do what I can.” The massive being stated with a charmingly gritty cockney accent.

“Friendly Displaced! Friendly, stand down!” The soft yellow mare with bright yellow hair and a morning glory flower for a cutie mark shouted as she charged forward. She came to rest between the bipedal dragon that flicked his thick and long powerful tail in irritation, and the guards.

“Greetings Merchant, you can call me Morning Glory, I am the one that summoned you. My comrade Duncan there, “ She pointed with a hoof in the direction of the fight between a pegasus and human with a black shirt and green baggy pants, he was wielding a jian with some proficiency, parrying, spinning, and switching hands and grips as he flowed in his assault, trying to get a handle on the masterful skill of the pegasus opposing him. “is in need of some serious help.”

Petty Officer Stone Wall was the highest ranking on the field, began giving out orders, “Listen to the mare, we have a more important problem, help Recruit Duncan with Twisted!” Suddenly, everyone save Duncan and Twisted were frozen. Because the dragon was hugging and nuzzling a blushing Morning Glory’s cheek with his own cheek, a pleased rumbling purr echoing out from his chest.

“So cute~...why couldn’t I have been dropped in a world like this? Sure, no sexy anthro ladies, but I could’ve lived with it.” The dragon went as far as even licking her cheek, grooming her a bit.

Morning Glory continued to blush, she pointed at Twisted and asked, “Um, how about you nuzzle that pony with the sword?”

The fight had taken to the rooftops, Duncan leaping from one rooftop to the next using the dash card to get around. “Nah, not as cute.” He kissed her cheek, making her face practically glow red before he started sniffing her mane. “Mmm, sunflowers. A nice and unique choice.”

Mistress uses their awkward closeness as cover, the guards moving out to help Duncan, deciding they had more important things to deal with than a summon gone wrong, she spoke in a sultry voice, “I can take a human form if you want later, first save him, and don’t worry Mister God of Fertility, I have protection that is guaranteed,”

“I don’t care about the form anymore. I find any female attractive these days. And disturbingly males too….” He grumbled, making Mistress blush even more about both what he said, and the implications of him being a God of Fertility. Was she being hugged and nuzzled by a godly being able to impregnate ANYONE?! Even her? “Name’s Avarice, and fine, I’ll help your Displaced, but for a price. I don’t give freebies to anybody but my friends. I am a Merchant after all.”

Avarice purred as he ran his nose and the entirety of his slightly serpentine neck along Mistress’s cheek, and she shuddered, feeling confused about her body actually responding to him before he set her down, making her feel oddly upset about it. She couldn’t remember the last time she was actually aroused properly.

“Of course, I remember the FanFiction, I don’t have much but I’ll always find away to pay,” She shook her head, trying to clear her mind. She began shutting down pheromones and brain chemicals involved with attraction. Using her mastery of her own body to return her focus.

Focus my mistress we can always play later, Jeff chimed in, he was quickly learning to like the dragon, the nuzzling against his body, while he pretended to be Mistress’s hair was nice. I’m glad he likes the sunflower scent

“Heh, so some scrub out there was lucky enough to be attuned to witness my awesomeness through his inspiration hm? Fine by me, let’s get started. Don’t freak.” Avarice said idly as he turned towards the duel, seeing Duncan start failing and falling back as he began to tire against the relentless onslaught of Spear and his superior skill.

“Good luck freaking me out.” Mistress smiled at the challenge.

“I mean don’t freak when I rip that pony’s head off and eat him.” Avarice replied dryly, getting Mistress to balk.

“NO! He’s possessed no killing! He may be an ass but he’s a good soldier!” She waved her hooves in his face to stop him, her forelegs elongated cartoonishly to do so, while all of the other ponies were distracted.

“Eh, that’s no fun. Fine. But I can’t guarantee anything. I’ll try, but everything I’ve ever fought did it for keeps. I’m not used to not fighting a life-or-death battle. Everything I’ve put down I’ve killed and eaten. It’ll be hard holding back.” Avarice was overtaken by green flame, and he shrank down to 9 feet before he turned into something even more terrifying, a black bug-like creature with a long tail with a broad sword at the end, and his mandibles dripped clear substance as his glowing red eyes shined. “ESPECIALLY WHEN IT WOULD BE SO EASY TO DO THE OPPOSITE! This will be a challenge! Have at thee!”

Before anypony could blink, or Duncan could wonder what happened, suddenly Spear span to the side and barely blocked an enormous sword-like blade, only for enormous claws to grab his face, and the massive chitinous monster to tumble with him, rolling with him until he was on top, barely avoiding jolting his arms apart on instinct to rip the poor stallion’s head off as he choked him, the sword still clinging valiantly in Spear’s jaw. Avarice had crossed the space of several dozen feet within mere split seconds.

Mistress ran over to Duncan who was bleeding from slice wounds in several places until she began covering him in a blue and green aura, repairing his body, giving him a boost and second wind. Duncan returned to his feet seeing Avarice for the first time.

“Friend of yours?“ He asked, bringing both of his hands to the handle of his sword. He eyed the battle looking for a moment to intervene. “You know I need to seal it for this to end?”

“Yes and Yes. Hurry, I don’t think he’s stable during a fight,” She nudged him toward the two combatants, who were in a bit of a mess. Spear’s skill combined with the Sword Card’s ability to pierce nigh anything allowed him to easily cut off Avarice’s left arm and break free of the pin, but Avarice didn’t care, and the card couldn’t compensate for the unexpected tactic of Avarice continuing with his assault, and the buggy monster slashed Spear’s face with his right claw, causing two fresh lines of blood to run down his muzzle, and just barely avoid having Avarice’s mandibles bite into his face for a decisive and fatal blow.

“Don’t have to tell me twice!“ Duncan charged forth to catch up with the pegasus and fellow Displaced. Spear took to the air though, and tried to do flybys, only for Avarice, with his regenerating left arm to leap up at him, taking the stab through his chest, and clinging on with mandible, claw, and wrapping his tail around him, about to finish him off.

The weight was too much for Twisted’s wings, forcing the pair to the ground. Duncan took this moment to charge in hitting the possessed sword with his own. This sent the sword flying from the pegasus’ mouth, embedding itself in the ground.

“Sword Card, I command you to return to your power confine, Sword Card!” His sword shined and a magic circle appeared under Duncan, it floated up shrinking around the sword, sealing its power. The light engulfed the sword turning it into a card. The card floated for a moment before flying over in front of Avarice who stood up when the light show started and Twisted had gone limp.

“Hey, what’re ya doin’? Git goin’. I ain’t no swordsman, I’m a gunman. Now then...for you.” Avarice’s mandibles drooled down on the unconscious Twisted, about to lunge but he stopped himself, jerked away, and panted, clutching his head. “I may be a beast...but I’m not a monster….”

“Avarice, distraction! “Mistress held a piece of bacon in front of him, it was still moderately warm.

“AH!” Mistress shouted in pain when he bolted the several feet between them in less than a second, clamping down on it and her foreleg, chewing mercilessly with his grinding mandibles. “Th-there you go!” Mistress said before pulling her seemingly unharmed hoof out of his maw, but had actually lost it in his mouth the instant he bit down.

That hurt so much! Ow! What is this?! Mistress thought, feeling something trying to change her, something that had injected into her when he bit. Her mind instantly began redirecting the toxin in her leg from heading into her body proper, sealing it off from the rest of her. She separated a bulging tumor from her leg, letting it fall to the ground, which instantly writhed, and began turning into some sort of hissing bug before she stomped on it, nobody noticing thank goodness, as they were focused on the pleased humming of the deadly alpha-omega predator drooling his deadly mutagenic venom at tasting actual bacon for the first time in forever. And so much more.

Mistress however, gasped at realizing something. He’d bitten Twisted at least twice in that fight! At this point several minutes had passed as the medic team had surrounded Twisted, casting spells sealing his wounds, locking the mutigen in his veins and taking away the chance she could’ve had at possible removing it.. The medic team didn’t notice it though, their field magic not looking for infections or toxins, only expecting minor cuts from Spear’s fights. “Stop! Don’t! You’ll-!”

Twisted’s eyes snapped open, and he suddenly began screaming in unholy agony, the medics trying to figure out what was wrong, only to scream and back away as his light brown fur began falling off, revealing pastel orange scales, and his green eyes turned purple and slitted. His mane fell out, and instead out sprouted a ridge of spined purple fins like a fish. His green tail also fell out, and the dock turned into a spade tip, before growing out, and out, and out into a scaly dragon’s tail with little purple spines as his underside from lower jaw to tail tip began turning a creamy banded pattern. The feathers from his wings fell out, leaving a purple membrane as they became dragon wings.

Finally, he began contorting, his bones cracking, breaking, as his body shrank down, and his hooves changed into claws. Soon laying passed out on the ground was no longer Twisted Spear the guard stallion. Instead, in his oversized armor, laid an unconscious orange baby dragon. One of the medics worked up some courage and approached, carefully removing Twisted from the far-too-large armor, and inspected him to gawk in shock. “He...he’s a she now!”

The fact that changing gender was the biggest shock said something about pony’s views of magic. In all of the commotion Twilight finally made her way to the guard’s facility, to find the dragon, Duncan panting, and a large buggy creature. Her mind wasn’t sure which to process first.

“Twilight, good of you to join us.” Mistress walked over to the lavender unicorn. “I’m sure the girls mentioned the cards from the book. Duncan just sealed his first one.”

“I did get some help from our buddy here, he is a Displaced too, Morning Glory summoned him.“ Duncan fished out a quill and ink pot from his pockets before scribbling his name on the Sword Card. Said Card seemed to protest at first, but relented, as while he didn’t have the raw threat and power of Avarice, his skill was to be applauded at having held it off for so long. It looked forward to fighting alongside him with grace and poise rather than Avarice’s brute strength and overwhelming tactics. He walked over to Twisted, “So is that normal?”

“Who is that?“ Twilight asked, her eyes wide at the site of another dragon, Spike will love this, but what if she was simply traveling, what if this brings about a war with the dragons, the princesses will want to know, oh no oh no!

“Guardspony Twisted Spear, he was dueling with Recruit Duncan when he became possessed by that card. Morning Glory summoned an ally, with its help we subdued him, then he began changing into this....” Stone Wall trailed off.

“I outright owned the bitch. He doesn’t know how to fight like an animal.” Avarice hissed, his mandibles still dripping the mutagen, it was worrying Mistress incredibly. “Now, he is one! Ha! Dragons are made of tougher stuff, I can tell you that.” Avarice said before being engulfed in green fire, and emerging in his massive dragon form. “Look upon my glorious form! SEE MY MUSCLES! WATCH THEM RIPPLE!” Avarice boasted as he posed like Alex Louis Armstrong, popping all his muscles, sparkles seeming to appear out of the air, glorifying him.

All the mares had to stare, some drooled, and one even outright whooped in joy. Everyone looked to see Spear Head, a very male unicorn to be the source of the whooping. His light blue coat turning purple from the blush.

“I DON’T CARE ABOUT YOUR MUSCLES! A PONY JUST TURNED INTO A DRAGON!” Twilight yelled bringing the attention back to her, her hair springing out in cowlicks, and her left eye twitched. After taking a few deep breaths she relaxed enough to lower her voice, “A pony just made a complete transformation from an adult stallion, into a baby dragon in the time I’ve been away! And you're not surrounding a changeling?!” Twilight charged a spell, and shot it at Avarice, only for it to do nothing, and she gawked. “But that was a True Form spell! You should’ve turned into your true form!”

“Hate to break it to ya purple-smart, but this is essentially my true form. Every form I take is mine. It’s unique, and I can’t alter how they look. So what you see is what you get, and more~.” Avarice purred. She wasn’t showing any attraction unlike the other mares. Challenge. “You don’t like this form, hm?” Avarice strode over to where Twisted’s fur and hair fell out, taking a clump of the hair, and promptly swallowed it, not at all bothered. Shortly, he was engulfed in flame, and was now a cream and black coated paint patterned quadrupedal pegasus stallion of toned build, and average height with bright green eyes. He tossed his curtain of a red mane, flicked his long, shiny red tail, and flexed all of his new form’s muscles as he spread his similarly cream and black wings out, looking at Twilight with lidded eyes, making her eyes widen, her cheeks redden, and her horn to sparkle. “I win~.”

Mistress walked over and thumped Avarice on the back of his head, “No breaking my ponies.”She then leaned in and whispered, “Although you did get her thinking about a few mares she knows…”

“Damn, I can’t turn into females….” Avarice whispered back, wishing his ability to transform was more extensive. Sure, it was weird, but he was wondering what it was like recently...not having the bait and tackle.

“Maybe one day, the multiverse is strange and wondrous. Might even find some genders that we humans never thought of.” She mentioned, daydreaming a little bit, she really missed having a good roll in the hay, it had been over a thousand years, technically. Her ears perked up a little at her own thoughts, and the rapid stream of carnal desire that was Avarice’s mind, even under the surface, he was a being of lust.

Mistress what happened to not reading the minds of Displace? Jeff teased, knowing her normal rule.

Suddenly, visions of him, plowing her senseless, making her squeal in pleasure, kissing her so passionately rammed right into her, making her face up to her ears blush, he wanted to ruin her….

I’m not meaning to, I’m having some trouble focusing alright? She counter thought in a huff,Damn evil, sexy, sex gods…

“Morning Glory, you are a Displaced expert, please tell me this isn’t normal for all of them. I’m not sure Ponyville will survive constant disasters like this.” Twilight had a pleading look in her eyes, today was not her day. She had bit her tongue at breakfast, tripped on her way out the front door, and had Pinkie Pie invade her personal space again, and it wasn’t even noon yet.

“Honestly, not all, they are an eccentric bunch but most are pretty good people when you get to know them. I promise in the future when you are ready I’ll explain everything there is to know about the Displaced.” Mistress told the exhausted unicorn, doing her best to regain her composure and not let anypony know she what she was thinking, or reading.

“Thats what Crystal Wall said, and he left.…” Twilight grumbled.

“Don’t worry, I’m sure that Crystal Wall will keep his promise.” Mistress cringed, it was emotionally painful to keep Twilight in the dark like this, but she had to try and maintain the timeline as best she could.

“I don’t know much ‘bout us, but I do know they're right evil jackoffs out there too. Be careful who ya give a call. Usually their token says it all, but sometimes, they change, their worlds make them different, even...make them forget.” Avarice said sadly, looking down at himself, and accidentally let out a tear, before he chuckled mirthlessly. “Look at me...a monster in a pony’s skin….”

“You’re not a monster Avarice, you are my new friend, if a bit unusual. Never forget that deep down none of us are all that different, “Mistress had lost her normal cheery demeanor her eyes the pinnacle of seriousness, she didn’t seem to be Morning Glory any more, almost like another pony had taken her place.

“And look what that says!” Avarice shouted at her, as he backed away, his ears bent back, his eyes shaking as he thought of all the horrible things he did. “I’ve eaten people! I’ve loved it! I’ve snuffed out lives without thinking twice. I used to cherish life, I used to think everything precious. Now...now I look at you, ALL of you, and I see meat. Talking meat, but meat….” Avarice hiccuped, crying a bit more.

“So you’re a predator, and you’ve been given a bum hand, people change, either embrace it and grow learn to control it or let yourself be devoured by it!“ Mistress leaned in to whisper to him again. A small glow and a small bubble of blue energy surrounded them. “You're not the only one to have eaten people, what do you think mimics and shapeshifters like Jeff and I eat?”

“You think I don’t know that? I tasted them on you.” Avarice whispered back, sitting on his flanks, feeling horrible. He got a lot of forms from eating her hoof, he just relished in the flavor, not caring that her hurt her until now. Even now he wanted to eat her, and it scared him. “I wasn’t always like this...I was just a man...just a...kid really. I was so stupid, so excited, and...I didn’t think about it. I just ate, and ate, and ate...now I can’t stop. I love the taste of another’s flesh on my tongue, their blood running down my throat. I’m a monster, even if I accept it, even if I fight it...I’m not the human Konrad anymore...I’m a greedy, monstrous thing...I am Avarice...a Merchant in pony’s skin.”

“To live is to change, you are not the same Avarice that arrived fifteen minutes ago, I am not the same as I was thousands of years ago. Life is important, but so is death, it sounds horrible but it is the cycle. You don’t have to be anything but you, and that is good enough for anypony.“ Mistress pulled him into a tight hug. Everypony needs a reminder sometimes that they are good, just like Jeff helped her the day before, she wanted to help her new friend.

“...Would it be out of line to admit I want to rutt your brains out?” Avarice admitted as he nibbled on her ear, drawing a little blood and sucking, making her gasp.

“...N-No but we may want to get out of the street, I have a house about five minutes from here…” She blushed a little at the attention, and he pushed her back a bit before taking her in a searing kiss, getting her to moan, everypony around all gawking at the pity party suddenly turning erotic, and Avarice quickly moved, grabbed her tail in his mouth, and started dragging her in the direction her scent was stronger. “W-whoa~!”

“Morning Glory, what about me? What do I do for the rest of the day?“ Duncan called, not wanting to even think about what was going to happen next between those two.

“Listen to Stone Wall, otherwise I don’t care, capture some more cards, or something,” She twisted, and jumped, flinging herself up onto Avarice’s back instead of letting him drag her, returning the treatment by sucking on his own ears, even though he panted, he didn’t lose stride as he spun around and galloped in the direction of her home.

“You heard her Recruit, your first job is to help clean up after your card’s little episode.” Stone Wall refused to acknowledge anything more. As the two ponies rapidly left the group behind, other guards from around the facility showed up. The base captain appeared asking Twilight, Stone Wall, and Duncan what happened.

“I hate you so much right now Morning Glory.” Duncan muttered to himself, as he stood and saluted, and sighed as he moved to see how he could get started on cleaning up.

Everypony blushed when they heard Mistress’s cry of ecstasy minutes later. And again...and again...and again until Twilight cast a silencing spell on her house. Buck...she was loud, or it was that good. Twilight decided at that point it was best to call it a day, she returned to the library to do some “reading”.

Author's Notes:

This was a great fun to write with GameJunkie7 and his story Hello Stranger

Being a cross over there may be some errors that we missed please feel free to point them out.

For those of you here for cardcaptors, I promise at least the next chapter and maybe two will focus on Duncan.