“You… You cannot be serious!” I yell at Celestia.

Her smirk just widened at that, “Oh? But I know just the pony for the job,” She said as if she were talking to a… recalcitrant foal.

I decided to make the game two players, “Oh really? Do tell,” I retort as Cadence II, yes I'll call her that now, looked on in confusion.

“I'm glad you've finally come to terms with reality,” Why you little! “Her name is Candy Melody and she will be… teaching you how to be responsible,” Celestia said bluntly with that same condescending smile on that punchable face.

“Fine. I'll play your game. But when I prove that I know what I am doing you are going to learn to never doubt the Church!” When Celestia rolled her eyes I suddenly got the feeling that I just fucked myself over.

“Well then, I am afraid you won't be able to reside here while you-” I put up a hand, interrupting and drawing a sigh from the solar mare.

“And why is that?” I asked suspiciously.

Celestia shook her head at me, “I was getting to that. You cannot reside here because raising a filly in a warzone is ridiculous. Do you really want to scar her?” Damnit woman! Do you see any scarring?!

“What is she talking about dad?” Cadence II asked slowly as if she feared the answer. Oh come on!

“I… Don't worry about it…” I say hesitantly. You cheater! I mentally screamed at Celestia, who raised an eyebrow.

“Fine… where am I going to live?” I ask in resignation.

“A manor in Canterlot on the upper class residential district. Seeing as you somehow have an impossible amount of rooms in that ship of yours… I think you would be able to fully appreciate your new temporary residence to its fullest. And don't worry about Melody trying to brown nose or snobby behavior. She was raised better than that,” … Ok, how the fuck did she know I was going to ask that?

“Oh fine. But don't be mad if you detect portals. I have needs too!” Celestia's smile got even more infuriating as it turned knowing.

“Prepare yourself,” That was the only warning we got before me and Cadence The Second were teleported in front of an ostentatious manor. No really, It was at least four stories, had chandeliers hanging on the outside, a logo of a cutiemark that was a red heart with three blue stars in the middle. The rest… well it was basically just an over embellished and over glorified house, albeit large.

Cadence and I stared at the building, her in awe, me in resignation. Why do I always have to be roped into this crap? Welp, no backing out now.

Celestia walked past us and knocked on a golden door that had the same cutiemark from before on it. The door was opened after a few seconds and a white unicorn with a stylish pink mane and the cutiemark we kept seeing on her flank as well as having blue eyes. She immediately bowed upon the sight of the solar princess.

Celestia, however, wasn't feeling it, “Rise my little pony, there is no need for formalities at this point in time. You do remember why I am here?”

Candy Melody perked up at that as she resumed standing on her hooves, “Yes princess! You said there was a… father who needed to learn how to take care of his filly,” She said in a soft voice as she looked around before her eyes rested on Cadence II and then me. Her eyes bugged out for a few seconds before she blinked to see if she was hallucinating.

When she still saw us she looked at Celestia in confusion.

“Yes, that's them… I'll explain everything in a second but I need to be sure. You must swear an oath to never say any word to anypony else of what I am about to say or you will be punished severely,” Candy Melody gulped audibly but nodded nonetheless.

“Good. You two may come over here now,” I sighed but walked towards the two mares, holding Cadence on my shoulder which she liked for some reason.

In the Everfree forest, the Displaced known as the Azure Striker had just arrived in what appeared to be a dark and disturbing forest. At first, he thought that he was back in Lee’s world. But he remembered that he was currently in the War of Shadows, so something like that would be impossible. He remembered seeing forests like this before, but not in the sense which made chills crawl down his spine. What made things more difficult was that even though he had his communicator on him, Aurora wasn’t with him. Instead, he let her be so that was she could get as much rest as possible.

Right now though, the Adept turned around at the sound of growls coming from around him. “Oh come on, seriously?” As he backed up a little, he then noticed what exactly he found himself dealing with. Wolves with a coat of timber and wood. Heh… Timberwolves. Ignoring the mental puns, he cringed a little as more of them soon began to swarm in.

“Well… I guess it’s time I taught you wolves some new tricks,” Lance snarled, drawing out both of his weapons as he switched the clips to Carbine. One of two new clips he recently made. The other being Magnum, which fired off bolts from his weapons like actual handgun bullets. “Trick one, play dead!” With that, he squeezed the trigger and the first few Plasma shot began to ring out and hit the monsters right between the eyes as his electricity also went off as well. At the same time, something else was going on and unknowingly, the Adept would soon get there attention.

Meanwhile...

Another simulation battle between red and blue grunts was occurring right under Cloudsdale as Church watched in amusement. “Why do I have to be the one with this happening?” He formed his binary rifle and aimed at the encampment near the edge of the Everfree Forest. The distance from Canterlot would not be enough to stop over 100 thousand years of technology.

A gunshot was heard in the distance, well not really a gunshot but more along the lines of something similar. Curiously, another was heard which sounded almost exactly like a Magnum, but not standard issue, “A source of power has been detected in the Everfree Forest,” Delta said as his transparent form appeared in front of Epsilon, or Church as we know him.

“Source of energy?” Church asked curiously as he looked at the Pelican parked next to him on his sniping post.

“Yes, life force presumably,” Delta said as a waypoint appeared in Church's peripheral vision. He sighed and disassembled the binary rifle before unsealing the hatch and walking in before closing it with the push of a button, “My best plan of attack as of now is to leave Cadence II in the care of Candy Melody and ask the Elements of Harmony if they have noticed anything strange. Rushing headlong into a possible trap is not an option,” Delta said.

“Whatever ya say D,” Church acknowledged as he walked up to the controls and loosened his digital connection to Delta, “You fly us to the RP,” he told the AI as he walked to a panel and looked inside the impossibility before him, “Not going to be needing much…”

A whine was heard as the engines powered on loudly, attracting attention to it for but a moment before it was already over a mile away from its previous location. A moment later the ever familiar view of the Everfree entered the AI’s sight.

A familiar prismatic pegasus latched onto the cockpit and started making hoof gestures to the sky. Delta soon activated a few algorithms from the pelican’s onboard computer and her voice came clearly through the obviously clear reinforced glass, “Church! You have to help! There is lightning striking near the town! The weather company didn't schedule a storm today…” She bemoaned as she slumped down to the ground.

“I'll be there in a second,” He said as he looked at Delta, “Stay here. I am not risking someone getting on this ship,” Church said seriously. Delta just shrugged as Church grabbed his main armory of weapons, A gravity hammer, two SMGs, two energy swords, a UNSC gauss sniper rifle and a bolter pistol, “Open sesame,” He said as the hatch opened and closed behind him.

Rarity and Applejack were talking to Rainbow Dash before they turned to him, “Where did it come from?”

“That’s the thing.” Rainbow Dash retorted, pointing a hoof at the nearby forest, “It came from deep in the Everfree.”

“Wish me good hunting then, I'm going in. Delta, I need you to fly above the forest and track my movements.”

For the Adept who had the stones to start attacking a group of Timberwolves that were planning on ambushing him, he was now moving and staying on his feet to keep moving. For a moment, he thought that he saw a Pelican hang above his head, so he used the brief moment he had to latch a tracer bolt of the underbelly of the aircraft. Tracer bolt’s for the Adept were trackers, allowing him to pick up on traces of a trail that it would make. He wasn’t sure if whoever this Displaced that was here was either friend or foe, but the more he stayed hidden, the better.

Back to the chase, he was sending lightning straight at the Timberwolves and causing them to burn to a crisp. However, more kept on appearing from every known possible place in the woods. But that though was not the least of his worries.

“Okay, you pups are really getting on my nerves.” Lance snarled. Looking at his right wrist,m he remembered that he had three skill cards remaining which recharged over time. Once in a clearing deep in the forest, he began to channel all of his power through his body and into the palms of his hands. The electricity around him began to form into massive chains that were released outward in all directions.

One of the Azure Strikers strongest moves in his arsenal that he only used when the situation called for it. The Ability spawned Lightning chains in all directions that shocked all opponents within the vicinity and any other foe within it’s radius. Which through numerous field tests, was almost half of a football field. But the chains also reached out farther when they were released into the air.

All the Timberwolves and a few Manticores around him were now piles of ash. But he did allow a few of the remaining ones a chance to flee. It was the least he could do. He wasn’t a monster, that he knew.

Walking further in, he was beginning to wonder if the nearby town he had a brief glimpse of or the pelican above him would notice all the commotion down below as he trekked further into the forest.

“Did you see that, Director?” A higher ranking Lopez bot asked from inside a surveillance room in the pelican, “That wasn't lightning. That was an intentional offensive and systematic elimination of a threat. You have to be careful. You know what will happen if this armor gets in the wrong hands,” Church ignored the bot as he passed red and blue corpses which ended at the edge of the encampment he was advancing from, “Spare me the jargon, Just be prepared to drop reinforcements if things go haywire,” He ordered as a flash was seen in the distance. Church took off at a medium sprint of about 35 mph down the forest, jumping over holes in the ground and severed tree branches.

“We are not dealing with a simple threat, Director. You have-”

“Don't make me override AI instructions,” That shut up the incessant commander. Church saw scraps of wood nearby and scorched earth, “Now… where did you go?” His vision changed from the night vision filter he was using to thermal in a split second. Many readings were found, Manticores, Hydras, and some obscure mythological creatures that did not make sense. But one reading in particular caught his attention. A human shape running through the forest.

Church tapped his coms since he preferred it to just accessing the network like a normal AI would. Though if the need came he would do so.

“This is Epsilon ACN-1982, mission accomplished. The VIP has been found, codename Mike Oscar,” Church said.

It was only after a little bit of adjusting could he hear what the human was saying. “For now you can stay, right here we will play, until somehow you can find a slightly different frame of mind.”

“Tristam and Braken, Frame of Mind?” Church asked himself in confusion. Yes, he could still remember those days back on Terra as he now called the planet where he would just play music such as that while on the computer. Back when life was simple… “Definitely a displaced,” He remarked to himself.

Again, the sound was heard. But Church could also notice that the individuals heart rate was increasing. This person was now going faster than before. “You can lift your head up to the sky, take a deeper breath and give it time, you can walk the path along the lines with your shattered Frame of Mind.”

“Wow. How rude,” Church said with offense.

“What the hell? Who said that!?”

“Who said what?” Church retorted as he cloaked himself with an improved version of the covenant active ammo but it lasted many times longer and did not flicker if he ran.

Originally, Lance was trying to calm himself from the mess he had gotten himself into. He was trying to sing the lyrics of a song that he remembered and let the melody of the beat sooth him. That was until some jackass that sounded like Church on Red Vs. Blue had the audacity to interrupt that. In fact, he couldn’t even see who it was.

“I’m talking about what you said, Moron!” He retorted.

“You come into my universe, bringing in slavery and death! And then you have the nerve to insult me?! Nah I’m kidding, you set yourself up for that reference,” the voice he heard replied, cheekily. Lance just sighed a little, trying to observe his surroundings. If this guy was hiding somewhere, then he needed to figure out who he was. For all he knew, his back was against a cliffside and in front of him was forest. Which meant that this guest was hiding in the shrubbery. So… He decided to test a theory. He held out one of his guns in his right hand, while igniting the energy blade he found earlier with his left. If this guy was somehow related to it, then he might recognize it immediately.

“Nice little Type 2 you got there,” The same voice said.

“Heh… still getting accommodated to it.” Lance said. In the pathway in front of him, there was a puddle of water. But one thing looked to be what he called… off. After all, why would it be avoiding a huge section of the ground below the size of a footprint.

Taking his second gun, he switched clips to his Magnum clip and shot at that particular section. Which in turn, caused a loud scream of pain.

“YOU F***ING SH*T!” The voice screamed, as it clutched the foot in pain, revealing Church from Red vs Blue, with one large key difference. He was decked out with weapons…

“You were seriously trying to go on a rambo manhunt after a 16 year old kid and the one thing that gave you away was where you placed your foot?”

“Well excuse me, I didn’t think you would f***ing shoot me!”

“And I didn’t think you would make me think of Handsome Jack!” Lance shot back. “I already had an entire pack of Timberwolves trying to turn me into their chew toy today.”

“Eh, you’re lucky I’m an AI. Otherwise I would be bitching about this until kingdom come,” Church said as he watched his armor stop leaking blood. The Azure Striker was personally surprised by that, but rolled with it.

“So what did you need, before you so kindly announced your presence to this entire universe. Yes, I doubt I was the only one who noticed you,” The blue spartan explained as he pulled up a hologram which showed an entire shipyard of Covenant Assault Carriers near a UNSC firebase with a few ships in orbit above the planet, “Luckily they are mine. Now do you mind telling me what you are doing here? I know it is possible for you to get here on your own.”

“Honestly, I was trying to find out what a energy sword would be doing in the middle of Maretropolis,” The Azure Striker sighed. “Thinking it was a Displaced token, I just opened a rift in the void with my energy and just hopped in.”

“Ah, you better not have ripped a hole or anything, Loki would be angry about being called back this early. Relatively speaking.”

“Hang on… You know Loki?” The Adept asked. “The Displaced Draconequus. God of Balance and what not? I saw him only a month or so ago.”

“It started when he came to another Displaced’s universe while holding my token. I was summoned while I was driving a warthog with my daughter and then nearly crashed into three different displaced… Who apparently all inhabit the same universe. Apparently, Loki clicked send on a phone that looked like a Samsung Galaxy Note and appeared there. Anyway he came to my universe to… hehehe… Fix the warp. I may have interacted with a few Warhammer Displaced…”

“Hang on a minute… Daughter?” Lance asked, remembering about his own family. “I’m guessing she’s adopted or something?”

“It is complicated. I wiped her memories and de-aged her so that she could restart her life. She had nothing but depression and hatred left. If I had left her… She would have ended up as a sacrifice for a dark god…”

“Sorry to hear that… I hope the best for her and you then,” Lance nodded, looking back at Church. “You aren’t the only one who is in the role of father right now. In fact, I already have some children.”

“I… I have a confession to make. My daughter's name is Mi Amore Cadenza.”

“Who? That sounds like a French Actress.” Lance retorted. “Besides, not to one up you or anything like that, but the family I now started might make Tucker jealous.”

“No. I mean… She was the former princess of Love. And oh, well Tucker was never lucky.”

“I’m guessing you need details?” The Adept asked. “You probably wouldn’t believe me unless I told you.”

“I don't really want to know. I recently learned I have at least a few million years to live. It's depressing.”

“You sure? One of the fillies I’m raising is Rainbow Dash.”

“Oh wow,” Church pulled up a picture of Cadence II as a filly and showed him, “This is my daughter.” Lance had a look at the photo, smiling a little as he saw her. It really reminded him of his own daughters back home.

“Nice. I think Max and Seph would really like to see her one day,” He replied back, handing the photograph back to Church.

“It could easily happen right now… She isn't in a school after all. But… that is up to you.”

“Ehh, I rather not freak her out. Besides, If you were Displaced as Church, wouldn’t you have Delta be her teacher?” The Adept asked. He remembered that in the webseries, Church, or as he was known as The Alpha, was made up of numerous other AI that represent numerous pieces of the Alpha as a whole. Delta represented Alpha’s knowledge, while other AI like Gamma, Omega and Theta represented other pieces of him.

“I am logic, not emotion, nor am I anything but logic. I am only able to help with technological or logical matters.” Delta said through Church’s voice command mic.

“Right… Aurora would be thrilled to meet you guys. However, I left her back in my world so she could recuperate.”

“There is something you should know. You know how I am Epsilon-Church?” The question from the Spartan had Lance nod his head in understanding as he waited on Church’s answer. “I am memory. Now take that literally.” A holographic projection of Lance appeared next to Church.

“Hello, I am you in Epsilon’s memory.”

“Well, I’ll be damned. Aurora would be jealous if she was seeing this right now.” The Adept replied, looking back at his bracer where his communication device was. This however, did not go unnoticed by Delta as it was the second time the Displaced had mentioned her.

“You seem to be worried about something. Are you in need of something?” Delta asked.

“Not quite something… more like someone.” Lance told them, adjusting his shoulders.

“Is my assumption that you can go back but you don't want us in your universe correct?”

“No no, it’s nothing like that… You see, I probably mentioned my partner Aurora twice already and it’s because she’s my helper back home in my world. She’s what you may call a ghost and is stuck in her soul form. The only way I can talk to her is through my communications device. Her powers allow her to possess objects and machines, but she feels safe with me. It’s a spirit that acts like an AI. Only difference is that she has emotions and feeling like a pony… because she is one.” Lance paused for a moment to let that sink in before continuing. “However, two weeks ago, when we defeated a villain named Equilis, his was able to get inside where Aurora was when he died. He calls himself Equinox and he’s the opposite of everything Aurora is and is forcing her to see nightmares of herself. Now the filly is haunted by her own self and the place she used to call her haven. I want to help her…… I just don’t know where to start.”

“That is… it is… So what you are saying… How simple yet complicated. What were your approaches?”

“One thought was to find a way to split Aurora and Equinox, but I’m not sure about some of the circumstances.”

“You said she was like an artificial intelligence. We are able to split. When an AI was forcibly taken-.” Delta was interrupted.

“This has nothing to do with an AI. I’m talking about an actual soul.” Lance interjected. “She is a soul that has been separated from her body.”

“Yeah… about that… unlike what you may think. I don't actually have a soul.” Church said. Lance sighed, nodding his head in understanding. “How do you think I am able to do things that even other smart AI can't? They have a piece of a soul. I guess… I could never understand.” Church sighed in defeat. Lance though, walked over and put his hand on his shoulder. Church removed his helmet revealing a human face, “You see this? This isn't even mine. I don't even have my own physical form.”

“It may not be yours, but the decisions and choices you make are… Besides… I have a thought on the physical form part… You remember in season 2 when the red team had the robot kits?”

“Yes.”

“And you can possess machines right?” Lance added on.

“... I have to show you something.” Church waited until suddenly, his pelican landed. He was about to show Lance just how much the laws of reality didn't apply to him. As he got on board the aircraft, he noticed that the complete interior of the vehicle was way different than the ones he had seen numerous times before. Thinking there was a reason behind it, he waited for Church to explain everything to him.

“You are going to flip out but… You need to know this. The ship goes on for over 10 miles.” Church said with a laugh. He looked at a panel and put a palm on it which caused the floor and ceiling to start descending. When it stopped, they were in a cafeteria. “Need anything to eat?”

“More likely drink. Running from beasts that were trying to kill me makes me thirsty.”

“Hey! Bartender! One four liter bottle of sprite for the teen!” Church teased. A mare behind a counter rolled her eyes at his antics and went behind a door before returning with a jug of sprite which she floated to Lance. The Adept was first surprised by the service… and the size of the drink itself. He grinned though, opening it up and pouring a drink. He wasn’t going to finish the entire thing. After all, he was only thinking about having a small drink. Not a massive one such as this.

“So the inside of the pelican basically turns into anything you picture in your head?” Lance replied. “That is quite awesome.”

“Basically the most overpowered thing ever. Though I obviously won't spawn Galactus or anything like that…” Church somehow shuddered, making Lance chuckle a little.

“Yet, it’s bound to only the inside of your pelican… Or am I missing something?” He asked, wanting to make sure he understood the AI.

“...Uh… Heheh… about that… Where do you think I got these weapons?”

“Armory. UNSC. Standard issued equipment… You took something from the Chief, did you?”

“No… I may have spawned some of them. Lopez bots helped develop some of the custom variants though.” The last part though caught Lance’s attention. Lopez was what you would say at the misunderstood one. Everyone on Red vs. Blue thought they could understand what he was saying, only to have it backfire. In turn, this provided some comical moments as well, but Lance honestly did not think the spanish speaking droid was actually here with them.

“Doubtful?” Church chuckled. In spanish, the AI soon made a request that Lance couldn’t understand. “I need twenty LBs in the cafeteria,” The doors opened and the exact twenty Lopez bots entered and were armed to the teeth with miniguns, gravity hammers and Hydra MLSR.

“What do you need?” A Lopez bot that wore blue EOD gen 2 armor instead of the brown MJOLNIR gen 2 like the rest asked.

“Guard that door.” Church pointed to the doors they came in from. They nodded, taking position by the door like they were ordered.

“That… is impressive.” Lance replied. “However, how does this relate to you getting a body?”

“You'll see.” You could practically hear the smirk in his tone. “Now… do you have any phobias or anything I should know about?”

“Not really… Why are you asking this?” Lance asked, puzzled a little. “Should I be concerned?”

“I'm going to be blunt here. Yes. Yes, you probably should.” Church said without any humor evident. He nodded at the Lopez bots to follow the duo before walking in front of another panel door. “Are you sure you don't have any fears? Visceral anyways.”

“Not exactly… But I can think of something.” The Adept replied. After a couple of minutes, he then thought of something. “Okay, got it.”

“Hmm?”

“You familiar with Dragon Ball Z Abridged? Then I have two words… Mr. Popo.”

Church did not say anything, he just reached for his smg and expended the magazine on the wall. He then, ejected it and inserted a new one and just held it. Soon, something began to emerge from the shadows on the wall as it began to take form behind Church. It soon smiled widely as it looked over Church. Turning around, he was now looking at the same being Lance was thinking of.

“……Hi.” Church stared at Lance before slowly tapping his fingers on the wall which confused everyone. After a few seconds, a hole opened up and before anyone could even begin to blink, he snatched two boltshot pistols and waited for the being to make a move. Only for him to disappear a few moments later. But when he was gone, a couple of the Lopez Bots were also missing. When one of the bots asked where they were and where they would possibly be, Lance had only one thing to say as he sighed.

“I’ll tell you what they’re not…… safe.”

“Eh. I have a few million more where that came from. And remember that Lopez and Delta both always made backups of themselves a ridiculous amount of times?”

“Good point.” Lance replied. “So, where exactly are we headed?”

“To the… Biochamber.” Right as he said that, the wall in front of Lance slid open. Revealing a horrifying sight. Bodies belonging to every species you could think of were being preserved in what looked kind of like Bacta tanks from Star Wars.

“Well… that’s a thing. What are you then? A collector?” He asked. Church and the Biochamber strangely reminded him of The Collector from the Marvel universe.

“... I think the previous owner might have been a void dweller or something. Or it was one of the Elders from Marvel.”

“That I agree with. What I mean is where is the pelican headed. Not us.”

“We are currently in the Andromeda Galaxy.” Church lazily showed Lance a projection of the shop and its location. “We don't really have a destination.”

“I was asking because I thought that with what happened earlier and seeing this as your domain, don’t you think some of the ponies you would know would want an explanation on what happened earlier? Unless of course, you don’t want to share about getting shot in the foot.” The Adept mentioned at the end, chuckling a little.

“Three words, Men in Black. Two more words. Flashy stick. A few more words, memory go beddy bye.” Church removed his helmet revealing… MLG sunglasses… As he looked at Lance innocently in the same way Discord would.

“ … Are you sure you want to try any memory based tricks. You might not find what you’re looking for inside my head… unless you want to scare yourself Sh*tless.”

Now Church looked at Lance in confusion, “Wait, what made you think I would use it on you?”

“You said memory go beddy bye… Which only assumes that you might want to erase my memory. Truth is, unless you want a trojan horse of a certain someone making you quiver for the next five nights, I don’t recommend it.”

“I was talking about the ponies.” Church said with a facepalm, “This is getting boring, want to go to Earth?”

“Actually, I was thinking about getting back to my universe soon.” The Adept had to inform him. “I don’t mean to crash the party, but I have responsibilities that I can’t ignore. How about if I need advice or anything, I’ll just stop by to come see you?”

Church though, stared at Lance in horror, “Responsibility…” He started glitching out like Roland did in Spartan Ops, repeating it like when Dr Halsey said Undid Iridium.

“Church…? God dammit, I broke him. Look, I’m sorry about that… I probably didn’t mention that I’m on the power ponies. I’ve should’ve said it sooner. People count on me to help them whenever I can and I have a family to protect as well.” Lance tried to tell him. “I have three daughters, a son and two wives to look over. If they get hurt, I will only blame myself for not being there sooner-.”

“UNSC AI override enabled.” Church was ejected out of his armor and into his holographic form. “Give me your token. Now.” He sounded like an officer. Lance complied, taking out his token of the hairpin at the end of his braid that resembled a pair of open wings as he left it for him in front of him.

“Scan complete,” A feminine electronic voice that sounded like Sheila said, “Destination: Unknown multiverse sector 9284-A7B.”

“Umm… I thank you for all of this, but you guys don’t have too.” The Adept insisted, “I rather not be preventing you guys from completing things in your world.”

“We're already here.”

“Oh… well, thanks guys. It was nice getting the chance to meet all of you.” The Adept replied as he used his own token to tear open a hole in the void. “I’m definitely going to remember you guys. Memory is the key after all.” With that, the Adept leaped inside the rift as the hole slowly closed shut behind him. Leaving Sheila, Lopez, Delta and Church inside the pelican.

“I was going to give him a departing gift. Oh. Portal still has a location.” Church threw a care package that held a bunch of UNSC weapons and Forerunner gadgets into the portal. “He's going to love infinite ammo.”

The pelican landed in the manor with a whir as the hatch opened. I stepped out to be faced with an angry Candy Melody and an even angrier Cadence II with a furious Celestia.

“Uh…” Well shit.

Author's Notes:

This is a crossover with When Lightning Strikes by Frost The Wolf