A month passed since the reflection where these all came from fell… the mirror broke not long after. In all this time two things became apparent to me. One, those Psychpaths need to be dealt with, and second… the whole time Silence has been here, the only new thing I have learned about her is that she's a unicorn here. She changes her bandages, I've seen the old ones in the trash...which leads me to think she's burned all over.

I figure it's best to try and confront her about it. I saw her reading a book in the library, and took a seat next to her. “Hey, how you doing?” I ask Silence.

She shrugged, turning the page.

“Hey...do you want to talk again?” I ask her. “Or are you used to sign language?” I ask.

She still wore her goggles, but I could feel her eyes roll when I said 'talk’.

“Wrong wording…” I mutter. “Did you lose your voice?”

She sighed, nodding as she traced her finger across her neck, then made sewing motions.

“Do you want to have your voice back?” I ask.

She looked like she was thinking about it, but shook her head.

“Alright.” I nod. “So...what do you think of your new home?”

She looked at me, then looked around us. Seeing that we were alone, she tapped where her heart is, then pointed at the ground.

“Fuck it.” I mutter, grabbing a pencil and pad of paper and handed it to her. “No clue about sign language, hate guessing, gonna ask someone to teach me but right please write what you mean.” I say, hating myself for not knowing her sign language.

I felt her eyes roll again. She picked up the pen and started writing.

”This...is my home. Well, was. Never expected to be back.”

“As in...you were from Equis originally?” I ask curiously.

She nodded.

“Huh…” I mutter. “Well...did you expect to be apart of...all of this when you came back?”

She shook her head. Then wrote something.

”No...I had plans to come back, but after recovering from some Psycho trying to slice my throat open then burned me alive…I figured the old me did die there…and Silence was born.”

“I'm...sorry I wasn't there…” I say sadly. “You've heard of how I'm this grand hero...but I wasn't there to protect any of you…”

She did something I should have expected but didn't...she slapped me...hard. She then wrote two simple word.

”Shut up.”

She then hugged me.

I hugged back. “You've known me for a month and heard all my fiances talk about me...you know I can't.” I joke. “But...at least all of you are safe...that’s all I can ask for…” I say gently.

She then broke the hug, and began writing something down.

”Don’t tell anyone I am from here….Especially Celestia.

“Don't worry Silence, I won’t.” I say gently. “But you adjusting to all this weirdness okay?” I ask, wondering how well she was adjusting to life.

She began writing again.

”It’s...odd, but nice odd. It’s like that crazy and wild but loving family orphans dream of.”

“That's good.” I nodded. “I suppose Twin and Lulu told you and the others about...bedroom stuff?” I ask.

She nodded...her blush somehow going through her bandages.

“Kind of thought that.” I chuckled. “You know I got some of my fiances through….that.” I chuckle sheepishly. “Who knew sex was the quickest way to some women's hearts...oh wait...I forgot how I was gonna unite the world…” I mutter, blushing at remembering that conversation.

“Ben!” I turned to the doorway, seeing Joy stop there, worry on his face. “Come on, in the front yard, it’s Yellow.”

“Excuse me for a moment.” I say to Silence before rushing to the front yard, wondering why Yellow is here.

As I exited the front door I saw Yellow there...His body fading, turning to...dirt as he stood slumped across the bridge that counted as the front door. “He...hey.” He said, clearly exhausting himself to just stand.

“I see your...staying together.” I say sheepishly, not sure what to say. “What are you doing here?” I ask, wondering if I could help him.

“Drezke…” He collapsed, and I ran over to him. “He took the fake X-blade, and all the Xehanort hearts I had in me.”

“Mother of fuck…” I mutter. “Well I'm gonna have to deal with that guy later, right now…” I trail off, looking down at the crumbling Yellow. “Do you need help coming back or...just to end your suffering?” I as.

Yellow chuckled. “I’m dying now.” He said, his legs a pile of dirt and slowly his hands and torso were following. “This world...Core almost made me attack it, heh, glad something else came up. The sky is nice.”

“Yeah…” I nodded. “How was your last day?” I ask, hoping he had a good time.

“Nice.” He said, his arms gone and torso not gone too...he’s just a head now. “Just wish...the sunset lasted longer.” He said, his head turning into a dirt pile in my hands. There was something else there too...a Keychain? It was a Castle Oblivion card, with what looked like a cut up image of Zeke in it.

I raised my eyebrow and summoned Reunion. “I have a bad feeling about this…” I mutter while taking off Reunions keychain and putting it in my pocket, before kneeling down and picking up the keychain left by Yellow. “Okay...this might be a little weird.” I mutter while putting the keychain on my blank keyblade.

It changed, looking something like Memory Stealer, only with images in the cards that went up along the blade. Bottom was Josh, above him was Jenny, above her was… Nancy, and finally, on top, was Kevin… Are these...the ones whose memories were put together to make Yellow? “This is weird…” I mutter. “How do I figure out more about you?” I mutter, not sure if my Assistant can tell me what this thing is or what's about it considering it came from a clone. “Fuck it…” I mutter while using my assistant to scan this special keyblade. “I know your not Memory Stealer…” I mutter, hoping for some answers on this confusing thing.

Scanning…

Scan complete.

Name: Memory Shard

Att: 8

Def: 5

Mag: 3

Special Ability: Memories Mine - Use own memories and add them to spells to cast greater range and damage.

“Cool.” I nodded, before taking Memory Shard off. “Well...I suppose it makes sense why he turned into a keychain…” I mutter while putting Reunion back on and disbanding it. “I...think.” I mutter, not sure if Yellow actually was a human keyblade.

I headed back inside, thinking on what was to come next. So much going on, and now, Drezke might have gone off the deep end. “God I need a vacation…” I mutter, really upset about so much shit going on. “But I forgot, I need to finish training my chakrams…” I frown, summoning the two and checking over them to see if I somehow missed a mastery mark. “Trinity? You busy?” I call out, wondering if my sister was around.

There was no reply anywhere. Great, gonna have to find her. I then spent the next four hours searching my massive home for her, not finding her anywhere. “Fuck.” I frown. “I can either find Nelare and train with my knives...go to a different world and try to be a hero...or just wait till someone decides to bring something up…” I mutter, thinking through this. Maybe I can track her via assistant? I brought it up, typing in Trinity’s name and a location came up. Canterlot? What’s she doing there? “Something to do.” I mutter while opening a big window and flying towards Canterlot.

After a time I finally got to Canterlot, and then I started my damned search again. “Let's hope nothing bad is happening…” I mutter.

Following my GPS like locater for Trinity, it lead me to the outside of a...Club? Why is she at a club? I walked up and the bouncer stopped me. “Name and ID sir.” He said...wow, ten feet tall easy.

I pull out my ID. “The names Ben.” I say simply and hand over my ID.

He looked at me, then the ID. “This is a joke, right? This photo doesn't even look like you.” He said, showing my the picture. Crap, that’s from when I was human and not a wolf… “Besides, no entry under twenty one, this says you are nineteen.”

“And I'm also gonna marry at least…” I frown and start counting in my head. “At least eighteen women.” I state. “But what could be in a club so bad for a world wide hero?”

“Alcohol and stripers.” He said simply.

“I'm marrying Rune.” I say bluntly.

“That new Diamond Dog Queen?” He asked.

“The one that made the porn industry boom because of her giant libido? Yes.” I nod.

“Sorry, you’re still under age.”

“And my sister Trinity can?” I ask bluntly.

“Her ID says she’s twenty one even...ish. Only way you’re getting in here is by beaten me in a game of cards.” He said, a deck of normal cards appearing in his hands.

“Aw.” I say while Fair Game appeared in my hand. “And here I thought I had to supply the deck.” I chuckle. “What's your name?” I ask the guy.

“Friends call me Bexly.” He said, cutting and preparing the deck. “It’s simple. Pull out either a queen or ace, and I’ll let you in. Pull anything else, you don’t. And so you don’t think I’m cheating.” He held up the Deck’s faces, and I could see queens and aces in there. He then sorted and cut it again several time before holding them out like a magician would.

“Oh how I have fallen if I'm literally having this much trouble getting into a goddamn strip club.” I sigh out before just pulling a card out. “Today is slow…”

“So I guess.” He said, the card I pulled out, surprisingly, was an ace. “Guess you get in. Well then, Welcome to Club Ruby Red, Bar and Strip club and current performance center for local DJ, DJ Pon3.” He said, stepping aside so I could enter.

“Ya know, I've never actually been to one of her performances.” I realize out of nowhere before just entering the strip club with my hood up and tail tucked away.

Once in I saw what you’d expect, stallions and mares throwing bits at stripping/pole dancing mares and stallions. Mares and stallions in...open...clothing walking around and offering drinks, a bar, and in the back most of it all, a dance floor that...smelled much like a load of my dirty bed sheets after an...active, night, with a DJ stand setup where Vinyl was blasting her music. Trinity was dancing in the crowd...yeah there’s no way in hell I’m stepping on that dance floor. I instead sat next to a mare who was clearly dressed to hide who she really was. “Mind if I take a seat?” I asked.

“Sure.” She said simply as I took a seat.

“How you doing this fine day?” I ask casually. “Not everyday you see someone trying to actively hide in a strip club.”

“I’m just here cause my friend is working here tonight.” She said.

“Is it a worker here or is it the DJ?” I ask curiously, wondering if Vinyl and Octavia were together.

“It’s the DJ, I’ve attended all of her shows and she’s attended all of mine. The only reason she agreed to working a gig here is because they are paying her very handsomely.”

“Do you perchance play the Cello?” I ask curiously, wondering if she was Octavia.

She looked at me, then sighed, taking off her glasses and hood cover, revealing it was in fact Octavia. “Great, I was found out. What gave it away?” She asked.

“I can name several...the first thing to come to mind was you both perform music and such...second would be the accent, and third is how willing would someone be to support their girlfriend.” I explain. “Unless you two aren't dating I suppose.” I say sheepishly.

“While we...have shared moments, we are waiting to the right male to make a small herd with to make it official and go public with it.”

“You do know who I am right?” I ask in a joking fashion.

“Yes, White Knight, but again, I said small herd, not the royal spoonfest that your love life is, no offence.”

I chuckled at that. “No need, trust me.” I tell her. “I love them all with my heart and soul, but they really need to relax.” I chuckle at that. “But anyways, I'm pretty sure I can help you play matchmaker. What kind of guy you looking for?”

“Well...A lot like Vinyl, soft spoke, actions speak louder than words kind of guy. In touch with his feminine side, gentle, nice, but not shy to throw down when needed...maybe pink hair, I know a male with pink hair is a bit rare, since it’s normally a mare color, but I always found that more attractive on a male than on mares.” Octavia said. “Vinyl and I agree that’s a good enough male for us, though, she want one who knows his way around hair. That neon blue hair of her’s isn’t natural, and some help from another who knows hair care would come in handy.”

I stared at her. “Do you live in Ponyville?” I ask. “And if so, have you ever been to the Ponyvile Spa? I mean crap you just explained my friend and teacher.”

“Really? Vinyl and I have a house there for when we get time off. Never went to that spa though… what's his name?”

“Ramilua.” I say simply. “You'll know it's him from either the pink hair, or the scythe he uses to cut hair.” I say simply.

“He uses a scythe to cut hair? Wow...sounds exciting~” She said, twirling her hair with a light blush appearing on her cheeks. “I'll have to tell Vinyl when the show is over.”

“Ram is going to have a field day with this.” I chuckle. “But I never actually attended one of Vinyls shows. Strange huh?”

“Her locations are not very standard or in one area. She's been the main event in clubs all over Canterlot and Manehattan... before the incident. We talk about her getting a club of her own to run and preform at but no good locations came up.”

“Ponyville is a nice centralized town surprisingly. And considering everything that happens there…I'm sure you'll be making tons with all the parties.” I shrug simply. “Oh wait...I forgot to check up on Sans and the rest...damn it.” I mutter to myself as I remembered about the Manhattan project and the monsters living there now.

“Well, I’ll be sure to tell Vinyl about this friend of yours then. The show ends in a half an hour, so you can kill time one of three ways here.”

“I'm surprised no ones cared about me being here to begin with.” I point out. “But I suppose a world wide hero isn't as great as hot naked women.” I chuckle.

“I’d think twice about that.” She said with a chuckle. I look over...and saw...me...wearing a man thong dancing on a pole...

“I didn't need to see that.” I frown. “I...how the fuck...I know I’m marrying Chrysalis but jesus.”

“Yeah. It was announced a while ago and lots of places like this hire them for entertainment. They all have this hive mind thing so that explains the likenesses…not bad length.”

“I hate everything…” I mutter, blushing like crazy at that. “I don't dance...especially not in a thong…”

“I imagine if your fiances saw that, that stripper would be rich.”

“I don't want to be drunk…” I frown. “But it's people like these that drive me to drink…” I complain with a hidden pout. “But no, if they saw that they would force me to do such a thing.”

“Hey, this form pays my rent!” The fake me yelled.

“I'll give you ten mil if you stop turning into me.” I told the changeling bluntly. “I know I'm me but god…” I mutter, trying not to just walk up to the bar and drink my troubles away. “And here I thought all the merch Rune made of me was bad enough.” I sigh out, rubbing my temples, ignoring any who would be staring at me at the moment.

“Wait, that’s the real White Knight!” A mare yelled from the stage.

“Sign my panties!” One yelled...a pair of...soaked undies hitting my face.

God damn it…

“That ended...oddly.” Trinity said. At some point in my wet undies assault from...everywhere, she came and I found myself in Canterlot Gardens.

“I.Hate.Everyone.” I grumble. “Went from throwing bits to throwing underwear...oh how today is just stupid…” I sigh out.

“Well what did you expect, hell, Twilight checks all your mail and burns all the nudes that get sent in, and yes, mares are still sending those in.”

I took a deep breath. “My god...sooner or later I'm gonna be like Cript with his massive harem if this keeps up.” I sigh out.

“Well, come on then, you wanna finish your training right?”

“Yes...yes I do.” I sigh out thankfully. “Anything to get...that out of my mind.

“Well come on, I think I know a good last test for this. It will be two parts, you ready?”

I summoned my chakrams. “Of course.” I nodded, ready for my test. “What's part one?”

“This.” Trinity said, I blinked and was… on the edge of a big ass Volcano. “Your chakrams are linked to fire, your first test is to use that connection to heat and survive going all the way down the lava and retrive me a Fire Amber, with a spider in it.”

“Fuck.” I mutter, before taking a deep breath. “Okay...I think I can imagine how to do what you said…” I say. “But just to make sure...deep breathing is apart of such a thing correct?” I ask, thinking of The Last Airbender cartoon here.

“If you do it right, you can breath under all that, though, watch out for a dragon that’s supposed to live in this Volcano.”

“I’m getting married to the dragon lords sister.” I say with a shrug. “But...this is gonna hurt a bit.” I say while hoping into the volcano, my chakrams spinning as I continued to take deep breaths and feel the connection my chakrams had to fire. ”Let's hope this works…” I think to myself. As I got closer to the lava the more deep breaths I took the...calmer it felt? Like instead of diving straight into a volcano it felt more like a massive amount of warm water, and when I finally entered it, oh so thankfully, I wasn't burning alive and saw my entire body wasn't being burned to cinders. ”Cool.” I think to myself while starting to swim down.

I couldn’t see a damn thing, but kept going down slowly until I felt I hit bottom. I felt around, feeling mostly smooth rock, then, I felt a small wave of movement from behind me. Like swimming.

”Maybe I should have asked how the hell I could see down here…” I think to myself, closing my eyes and letting what other senses I had to basically shape the entire area for me, from my limited hearing, smell and touch, to my unimpeded magical sense making the entire area around me.

My magic sense showed me the Dragon trying to hunt me. It was female, I saw that clearly, she was at least ten feet tall, wings with a twelve foot wingspan, and was floating about twenty feet from me.

I thought of something...but went against it as I just waved hello at the dragoness like she wanted trying to prepare to attack me.

I could tell she seemed surprised, but swam towards me, grabbed me then swam dragging me into a...cave of sorts where the Lava didn’t enter. I was thrown out onto the floor and she came out after, and she’s naked… “What are you doing here?” She asked with an icy tone...those scales….they look like Spike’s?

“Before I go into detail...what's your name?” I ask, wondering if I just magically found Spikes sister. “Cause...your scales look identical to my friends...”

“I am Clattatona, and that’s a laugh. My breed of dragons is all but dead, it’s just me…”

“What would happen if I said another of your breed is living with a Pegasus and has a kid about...a month or two ago?” I ask simply. “Also it's a male dragon just so you know.”

“Heh, the last male was the father of my egg...that those damn smuggler ponies stole. My mate died years ago, trying to find our egg.”

I took a deep breath. “Oh no…” I mutter. “Okay...I came down here for a spider stuck in fire amber...if you help me, I will take you to your son and your granddaughter okay?” I ask simply.

“Yeah right, like my child is alive.”

“Would his scales be purple and green? Has green fins going from the top of his head all the way down to his tail?” I ask curiously. “Just asking if this fits his general description of how he would look as...maybe a teenager right now.”

“...are his spine scales green?” She asked.

“Huh, always thought those were more like fins...but yes.” I nodded.

“...Deal.” She said, jumping back into the lava, coming out a short time later, came out with what I assumed was a fire amber, a spider that looked like a rock inside it. “Here, now where’s my son?”

“He goes by Spike right now and he lives in a cloud home near a town called Ponyville. It's a simple looking town near the mountain city called Canterlot.” I explain while taking the Fire amber. “I'll lead you there since you probably have no idea what I'm talking about.”

“I was living here since before I was even with egg, so...yeah, I’m a tad outdated.”

“Outdated...doesn't even begin to describe everything you've missed.” I tell her bluntly. “Come on, we better get going.” I say while taking a deep breath and focusing my magic for the lava again and jumped in, swimming back to where Trinity was. After a bit of swimming up I finally got out of the volcano.

“Oh, good, you found it.” She said, helping me out of the lava. “And you...brought the dragoness. Neat.”

“Considering she's apparently Spikes real mother I think it's important.” I tell her simply.

“Oh, cool. And thanks for the spider.” She said, looking at the spider in the fire ember. She then broke it open, the Spider’s...inside’s, somehow still there and a glowing green goo that she took on her fingers and then...ate it… “Damn little bugs are hard as hell to find, but really tasty.”

“Ew…” I mutter. “Anyways, I need to help her find Spike, so I might need to put the second part on-”

“One second.” She said, finishing off...the spider, then tossing the empty ember it was once in. “Alright, first off.” She said, snapping her fingers and Clattatona was gone. “She’ll be in front of Spike now, so that’s taken care of in a not-so-neat bow.”

“Right then.” I nod, “Hopefully that goes over well...so second part of my test?” I ask curiously.

“Yeah, here.” She said, handing me a...scroll...

I frowned and took the scroll. “This better not end up causing an explosion or summoning an elder fire elemental.” I frown before opening the scroll. Inside was...a name. Lead Hoof. Age: 36, location, Canterlot Blacksmithery. “I'm gonna learn how to blacksmith?” I ask curiously.

“Close, Chakrams are weapons of assassin's...that’s your target…”

I went stock still at that. “I don't remember chakrams being assassin weapons...and why should I kill a random person here?”

“He’s not random, he’s a smuggler. Leader of some illegal arms dealings. His company makes weapons for the guards...and the local gangs.”

“Does he have a family? Wife and kids that he cares about more than just an alibi?” I ask, not wanting to kill someone who has a loving family. “You know me...I can't kill...not again.” I mutter, remembering how I openly killed Nancy without hesitation. “Damn it…”

“He has one son, no wife, she died from cancer.”

“And his son? Does he look up to him?” I ask. “Do the two care about each other dearly?” I ask bluntly, not liking how I have to kill a father for some reason.

“Yeah, but the son doesn’t know what his dad does. Police know, but have no hard evidence.”

“Is he helping the gangs of his own volition or is his son being used to force him to work?” I ask, liking this less and less. “You know why I'm asking this Trinity, I can’t kill a single parent and leave a child by themselves.” I state, not wanting someone to feel the pain I felt when my parents died.

“His own free will. Saw a way to make more money, and went for it. Look, I don’t like it either but this is part of what I do. I take on missions from the Fates Karma guild from the Grim Reapers, they mark people a world would be better off without, and I do them...some I really didn’t like, but they were bad people. Sometimes a bad person has two faces, the one for friends and family, and the one for…work.”

“And what of his son? Do I just tell him his dad's a bad guy and be on my way?” I ask bluntly.

“Ten, fond of his dad, likes the Wonderbolts, special talent is on comedy.”

“Does….does he have anyone to go to when he learns about his dad's...untimely fate?” I ask. “Or do I just hear it from the man I'm supposed to kill?” I frown, feeling terrible about having to make a ten year old lose the father he loves.

“He has his grandparents...Why does this sound familiar?”

“No.” I tell her. “I'm not forcing what I experienced on an innocent!” I barked. “When my parents died due to...the former Suicide Queen, I was sent off to my grandparents and that's when things went down hill...I can't...I can't force that on an innocent child.” I told her, my hands shaking at how similar this sounded.

“Well if he isn’t gonna die then the only other option is to hand the cops evidence.” Trinity said.

“As long as nobody dies.” I say bluntly. “I'll get evidence...or I could just walk up to him and he'll know who I am and why I'm there because I'm me.” I say honestly.

“Doubt it, this guy has the best poker face I have ever seen.”

“I've learned from the best gambler I know. Even if he doesn't look like he's worried, he can still be noticed in other ways.” I say honestly.

“Still. You gotta handle this as a mission so...dress for it.”

I growled a little but summoned my glider. “I'll ask Rarity and Coco to make me something…” I sigh out.

“No need. Here.” Trinity said, pulling a grey suit from her Assistant. “Just put that on and I’ll drop you off where you need to be.”

I nodded, taking off my cloak and putting on the suit. “Damn it to hell…” I mutter sadly.

“Being the good guy is a job everyone wants, but it's harder than expected.”

“Yet somehow all good guys are never allowed to kill because morality.” I frown.

“...not entirely true…” Trinity sighed.

“Whatever.” I mutter while finishing putting on my grey suit. “There…”

“Great. Now, the job begins.” Trinity snapped her fingers, and we were outside a brick warehouse in what looked like Canterlot. Trinity was also dressed in more formal attire. Light brown coat, skirt, and a purse. “This is his factory. I got some…IDs that should get us a meeting with him.”

“Alright.” I nodded. “Can't wait to feel like garbage after this…” I mutter bitterly.

We headed inside and once we ran into someone official came along Trinity showed our fake IDs and they lead us to an office on the second floor. Lead Foot was...big. Easy eleven feet, and three feet wide shoulder span. Trinity and I sat in some chairs in front of his desk, and when he sat down...it made an impact. “So, I was told you two are from the Minotaur lands blacksmith guild?”

“Yes, that is correct.” Trinity said.

“I see. So, you are interested in purchasing from my company?”

“Yes.” I nod, having literally no idea what to do here and just keeping things simple. “We heard your skills in blacksmithing and were curious to see if it was true.” I say, not sure how this went from an assassination attempt to business talk.

“Well it's flattering to say the least. Minos is known for their weaponry so to be asked to sell to it it an honor.”

“Yes, my partner here will handle the paperwork and get it ready, so to pass the time how about I see your factory?”

“Sure, won't take more than ten or so minutes.” Lead Hoof said, getting up as Trinity followed.

Taking their full exit as my cue I decided to search around the room for the paperwork I had to do and any connections to the mafia I could so he could just be off to prison instead of dying. “Okay papers...where are you…” I mutter, having to work fast given I only had ten minutes.

Looking through the desk I only found old and recent shipping invoices, all to the royal guard. I did notice the last shipment was for raw ores rather than completed weapons. I found it odd, but put it back, making a mental note as to why. “Okay...now where's the secret compartments?” I muttered, now checking the room to see if there was a hidden safe or hidden area’s to hold not so legal documents.

There were no paintings so that was out. I decided to look around for anything out of the ordinary, all I found was a floorboard in the corner of the room with a hole in it. “Cheeky bastard...” I muttered, walking over and kneeling down to the floorboard with the hole in it and checked it carefully, wondering if this was to look convincing of a normal floor board but was actually holding things underneath it.

I put a finger in it, and it came off like nothing. Inside I pulled up a suitcase. It was a simple latch lock, opening it, inside was a file rather filled with papers, some Platinum bits. Luna told me about them. Three distinct types of bits, Bronze, five making up one gold bit. Gold bits, most common type of bit out there by far, and Platinum bits, a thousand gold bits make up one platinum bit...and there was twenty platinum bits in here. I opened the file, and inside were all handwritten orders, pick up and drop off locations and what I was assuming gang names as the ones who placed the orders.

“Good.” I muttered, summoning a card and putting it on the file and all the papers and it absorbed it, the thing being in the magical card before I put everything back in place without looking suspicious.

As I was getting up I felt something...sharp, tap my back. “And what are you doing?” That...was not an adult’s voice. I turned around...and saw a small version of Lead Hoof...his son...is holding a sword to me.

“Hello.” I say to the kid. “Do you really want to be pointing that at me?” I ask him, my voice calm even though a sword was against my back.

“That depends, you sending my dad to jail?”

“So you do know…” I sigh out, rubbing my temple. “Okay...do you know why your dad is doing shady shit?” I ask him simply.

“Not so much him...more I am.” The kid said, reaching and swiping the card I had the files in.

The card shrunk and he missed to grab it. “So are you the one doing mafia crap? Or something worse?” I ask.

“Dad always makes more than he is selling, calls them gifts to the crown. Please. After Manehattan, I realized even Hero’s let you down, so, I found a few like minded workers of dad and we split the profits. After all, with all the crazy stuff going on, everyone wants some more...enforcement.”

“So you’re giving weapons to the mafia because of my mistakes?” I ask him simply. “Heh...funny.”

“Before you showed up it was just those Heartless...now, Manehattan's been destroyed, more and more Heartless have been showing up, and some of them are...wrong, half a person, half a monster. You call yourself a hero White Knight, but you’ve done more harm than good.”

“Let me ask you something.” I say simply. “What would happen if the entire world looked to you for help, what would happen if you knew you had to protect the world you hold dear and everyone on it...But know you can't?” I ask him simply. “What would you do if you learned, even if everyone looked at you as a hero, you yourself felt like a failure cause you can't be everywhere and protect everyone?” I turn around carefully to look at him. “Would you break down under the weight of your failures before they even happen? Or do you keep moving forward, trying to help everyone you can and trying your damndest to do everything you possibly can?” I ask, knowing I should make a school for keybladers but sadly never having the time to do it.

He lowered the sword...then chuckled… As a powerful aura of darkness began emerging from him. “I’d let it burn.”

I took a deep breath, the fire in the warehouse seeming to grow and dim ever so gently as I focused. “You really want to do this huh?” I ask, summoning my chakrams and ready to fight.

He readied his sword, now also coated in darkness and we stood waiting for the other to make a move. “Zantetsuken.” The kid said, I barely cast Reflect in time.

“You really want to do this?” I ask him again, giving him one more chance here. “Last chance kid. I don't want to leave your father with your corpse.” I tell him.

He chuckled. “He said you’d be all talk.” The kid said, tossing his sword and summoning...a Keyblade...the Chaos Ripper one from Birth By Sleep.

“Who told you?” I ask, wondering why this kid is suddenly so bloodthirsty here.

“Didn’t say his name, just gave me this and told me to gather all the darkness in this world...and end it, starting with you!” He yelled, somehow making a dark attack where he was moving in a wheel like motion, rushing towards me.

I dodged the attack quickly and slashed at the kid, trying to keep my strikes non-lethal. “Why do you want to destroy the world?”

His attack stopped right before hitting the wall, and he turned to face me. “Not the world, just it’s darkness. That’s his plan after all, let the dark ones think you are an allie, then end them when they have all gathered to strike.” He said, slashing and sending dark waves at me.

I threw one of my chakrams, cutting the dark waves and dissipating them. “And why me if I may ask?” I ask curiously. “Also yes you are technically destroying the planet by getting rid of its other part.” I point out.

“Heheheheh. That’s what you think.”

“No that's just a fact.” I frown. “You can't have one thing without the other, no matter what you do.” I tell him simply.

“Once there was no darkness in the hearts of the living, or the worlds themselves. We will bring them back to that era!” He yelled, shooting Mega Flares at me.

My chakrams spun, feeling the fire magic in the Mega Flare’s and raising them both, the balls of flame stopping in their tracks. “Light and Darkness are two sides of the same coin, even in that era darkness was always there.” I say, my chakrams absorbing the Mega flares. “But there was an era long before Light and Dark.” I say, grey thorns surrounding me. “There is, and always will be Void…” I say while appeared in front of him. “Nothingness.” I whisper to him, my fist colliding into his stomach hard, enforced by Nothingness to drain his stamina and stop his rampage.

He collapsed over, coughing, trying to get air back into his lungs. “N-Not...while he is walking…” His dark aura then suddenly vanished, and he stood up.

When he stood up, and open his eyes...they were black. “Long time no see Ben.” Drezke’s voice spoke from the kid.

“Two things...one is the kid alive? I didn't mean to punch him too hard.” I say worriedly, worried about his safety. “And two...the fuck are you doing here? I thought you would be keeping darkness away from Daybreak given its being attacked.” I say, Joy having told me Daybreak is under attack, but he's got it.

“Daybreak will survive.” Drezke said, the Kid’s body moving in a slow, looking around motion. “I see you met Lead Hoof’s son. He has great promise.”

“You didn't answer my first question, but my third question now is why you think getting rid of Darkness as a whole is a good idea in any way shape or form?” I ask simply. “And why I need to die for some stupid reason.”

“Being half of Zeke, absorbing Core’s darkness, seeing it for myself. In the end, darkness is too strong for the light. Yes, the light pulls off miracles, but darkness is uncontrollable, untamable...unstable. The Embodiments are the source of all darkness, so I will fight fire with fire. They have lasted since darkness began, and it’s time to end them, and darkness, before they end the light.”

“You can't destroy Darkness.” I frown. “Again, you can't have one thing without the other. Why do people keep thinking that!?” I fling my arms in the air, hating asshole’s that think that shit can work. “The light won't end, that's a fact and you know full well we all won't let it end.”

“Really?”

“No, it's not like me, the Foretellers, Eclipse, John, and everyone Zeke has helped train and love have been training to defend the light. We've been training to defend the right to eat cookies.” I tell him, my voice dripping with sarcasm. “Yes really!” I tell him seriously.

“Well then. I guess it’s time to see if one of Cript’s own can die.” He said, a ghost version of the kid walked out of him, ran THROUGH me, that felt...cold...something is missing.

“Free? I’m...free?” I turned around...and saw Rejection there. “HA! Finally!”

“Enjoy what comes next.” Drezke said as the kids eyes closed and he collapsed, unconscious.

“Oh no.” I mutter. “Rejection...how does it feel being apart of the real world?” I ask, my heart feeling odd at my missing darkness.

“It feels...liberating.” He said, summoning his Duskblade. “Everything is so...physical and...touchy.” He said, poking himself. I noticed he’s wearing a black version of my cloak.

“This can only lead to bad things and you know it.” I tell him. “Even if it is nice to see you again.”

“Everything feels...real. And it’s gone. All your paranoid thoughts, all your self esteem issues, all your depression is gone!” He laughed. “It’s gone! It’s all gone!”

“Good to hear.” I say. “So...what do you want to do now?” I ask, keeping my guard up in case he'd attack me.

“What I want to do… What do I want to do?” He questioned, pacing around...his Duskblade still in hand. “What to do...Hmmm Oh, I think I know.”

“Okay before you do anything, I'm just gonna warn you...don't hurt our family.” I tell him bluntly.

“Our family?” Rejection asked...then I felt my face wet...I felt and...my face was sliced from cheek, over my nose, to my other cheek. “You mean your family. You built that with Joy, I have no place in it and you know it. I know what I am going to do.” He said, jumping back and across the room, putting his hood on. “I’m going to undo the little good you’ve done since you’ve been here. Whatever the cost.” He said, snapping his fingers as both Nobodies and Unversed appeared...and four lances.

Crap, he has all my abilities too...and an extra. “Do you really want to do this?” I ask him simply, ready to protect all I know and love from him. “Do you really want to do this?” I ask him, not even upset at Rejection or what he’s doing.

“Ha. More than anything.” He said, from what I could see...he was smiling. Smiling like I’d seen the Psychopaths do. The Nobodies and Unversed came at me.

“Ow…” I mutter, rubbing my forehead. “The fuck happened?” I mutter to myself, feeling a lot...happier for some reason.

“You were hit hard by Nobodies and Unversed.” Trinity said, me realizing I’m in my bedroom and she was next to me on a chair. “Been out for a day.”

“And Rejection?” I ask. “And my mastery test?”

“Escaped. As for your test, the kid woke up and had no memory of what happened. In fact, he didn’t remember what happened for the past month, guess that’s when Drezke got to him. Either way, it counted to a pass, so congrats.”

I smiled, feeling a lot happier than I should for some reason. “Sweet. Where are my fiances?” I ask, feeling really happy and wanting to set a date for our wedding.

“Preparing wedding stuff. Mostly dresses. So, your darkness is gone...feel odd then?”

“Well I feel happier for one.” I say simply. “I should be complaining about losing my darkness cause, again, that's important...but...I haven't felt this happy in a long time.”

“Yeah. Here, this should help with some understanding.” Trinity said, an orb appearing, a large part of it dark, and a smaller, I’d say twenty percent, being light. “This is your heart normally, as you can see, your darkness is dominant. Your light part being all alone now, it’s emmeting energy it otherwise had to filter through your darkness.”

“So I'm not depressed?” I ask curiously. “Cause honestly that sounds great.”

“Yeah, pretty much.” Trinity said.

“Finally.” I sigh out happily. “Feels like a massive weight is off my shoulders.” I tell her. “But while I am happy...are their any drawbacks?”

“Well...for you, none off the top of my head. Welp, now that I am done training you, it’s time I head home and crash on my own bed for a spell. Later bro.” Trinity said as she teleported away.

“Who do I have for Ethereal blades again?” I wonder to myself, completely forgetting about that while I got out of bed. “Eh, fuck it. I have wedding plans to help with.” I say while heading off for a shower first cause I reeked.

After a quick shower and a new change of clothes I happily hummed and walked around my castle, seeing the colors of the castle being a bit brighter now. “Can't wait to marry them all….it's been too long.” I smile gently, but the things Joy told me that was really important seemed to be a massive pain in the ass...but right now Im glad to be happy right now. After a bit I opened the door to the kitchen, wanting something to eat. “Surprised at least Pinkie hasn't surprised me…” I mutter, wondering what those two be doing besides wedding stuff.

I made myself a simple PB’N’J sandwich with some milk then sat down to enjoy my meal. I realized there was a Radio on the table so I turned it on.

”This just in, Now Nobodies are aiding the new found beings dubbed, Unversed, in Heartless attacks. Is there another besides the White Knight of Equis? Or has he somehow turned on us? Some witness speak of a black coated version of the Knight at the scenes of the attacks, but nothing solid has been confirmed. And now, the sweet, sweet vocals of Sapphire Shores.”

“Oh…” I mumble, my happy mood starting to drop because of all the shit going on now. “First day of being happy...things are worse.” I mutter, eating my food. “I really should make a school to teach people...maybe Luxu can help.” I wonder.

With my quick meal done I got up and did a bit of looking around. I saw some of my daughters, said hi and...somehow I am now at the world's largest Tea party. “Well...this is new.” I mutter, never actually having been in a tea party. It was nice to spend time with my kids. It was something I...didn’t do much of...at all now that I think of it. Man, wonder how Cript deal- Oh right, something about clones. ”Maybe I should try that cloning ability out sometime...at least it'll help give me time with my family...they deserve it.” I think to myself, really wishing I could spend time with my family but hero business always took up my time.

Rejection sat atop a hill. There were many hills in this valley, all magic made. Memory served him right, that Monsters guild Ben had joined was here, and one by one it’s residents met their end. While the leader escaped, to his disatisfaction, he enjoyed the carnage.

Their screams, all thinking he was here to just harm their master. No, he came to end them all with all he could kill dead, he incinerated the structure, all that was left behind was a scorched crater and ash. “Hmm Let’s see, what other worlds has Ben been too? Right, Knowhere… a den of criminals anyway, no one will miss it.” He said to no one, walking away from his work till he heard footsteps other than his own. He turned, Duskblade pointing to a hooded woman. “Spoiled Rich?”

“Yes.” She replied, taking off her hood. “The real deal.”

“So, what did I do to earn this punishment?”

“Heh, so his sarcasm comes from you? Expected. I came to offer an alliance.”

“For what?”

“Information, something both Core and I find the constant need for. You have all Ben’s memories, I can give you resources, make you stronger, cruler.”

“Interesting...and if I refuse?”

“I’ll let you be on your merry way. After all, alliance or not, anyone wanting to harm these goodie goodies is a friend of mine.”

“Hmm… Alright then, let’s cause some chaos.” Rejection said, smiling the Psychopaths smile yet again.