Just after Pyramid Head left, all was quiet, as we all waited in anticipation of Pyramid Head’s return, which could’ve been any moment now.

Seconds later a loud and unusual noise gained our attention. It did not last long, for, after a few seconds it ceased, and then something bounced off of my head. After the object bounced off of my head, it fell down and landed in front of my feet, to which I reached down and grabbed it.

Once I had picked it up I had realised it was a scroll of some kind to which I opened, then read aloud:

“Greetings, my name is Renon. If you desire my wares, I shall sell them to you or anypony, just sign on the dotted line, please provide your real name or the name you have taken upon being displaced. I look forward to doing business with you.”

Not long after reading this, Pyramid Head walked back in through his entrance into the void we have lived in.

“What is that?” Pyramid Head asked, looking at the scroll I am holding.

“Some sort of contract,” I answered, as I felt the parchment for any magical energies, and found what I was looking for and more, “it appears to be a summoning contract.”

I held it out to him, to which he grabbed it and looked it over.

After reading it several times over, he looks towards me and the others before he spoke, “It appears we have the summoning contract of some sort of merchant. While I might not want or need anything from this being, do any of you want something or need anything?”

I shake my head, Slender Man does the same, and Nightmare at first started to shake his head then froze for a moment. He seemed to grin and then nodded his head, to which Pyramid Head tossed it over to him as he caught it.

Nightmare looked like he was about to sign it then stopped as he looked around.

“Probably not the best place to summon a merchant, who knows if they would be able to leave here,” Nightmare stated, then proceeded to move towards the ‘exit’.

Before anyone of us could even attempt to stop him, if we wanted to that is, he melted into the darkness, the scroll in hand.

Meanwhile in another realm, a certain human-looking character was currently getting ready for his job. Cladded in a black suit, a grey overcoat, red tie, a purple handkerchief in left suit pocket and a grey top hat on his head, he was ready for the day

He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a old-timey pocket watch. “Any moment now,” he says before putting it back in.

He reaches up and adjusts his glasses one last time, he begins to speak in his mind to psych himself up, ready for whomever he meets. It had been many weeks since he met that homeless person, or rather an actual merchant considering the sudden change the next time he met the man.

“And if anyone told me about the guy before hand, I would of called them crazy.” he said in amusement to himself, “strange things indeed.”

Not only has odd things happened in his life thus far, he never expected it would be a multiverse travel to other worlds. His boss had to prove it that he meant serious business when he said it. Sudden;y, yet slowly, mist began to gather in his room as his body began to dissipate.

“It’s showtime,” he said, taking a gentle breath to calm his nerves, his body slowly faded away with the mist.

I reassemble myself from the shadows as I am transported back into the realm of Equestria. I look around and notice the gorge to my left and the forest to my right with a decent sized clearing for the summoning.

I look myself over and realized that I’m still in my ‘Nightmare form’ and focused on being calm, to which my body reacted and transformed into my ‘Passive form’. I opened up the scroll and began to sign it, using the shadows around to form a permanent signature, saying: NIGHTMARE.

Slowly, the forest started to fill with unnatural mist, everything was eerily quiet, and that’s saying something considering what I am. Suddenly, a form started to take shape within the mist, it was humanoid in shape, but a spaded tail was seen sticking out from behind. With a briefcase in hand with a strange aura about him, he appeared.

He looked over at me with a passive stoic expression. He removes his hat, tips his head in a greeting bow in a form of obeisance, he then places his hat back on.

“Salutations, good sir,” the man said politely, although I can hear a slight hint of nervousness in his voice.

“Greetings,” I said, my voice was deep, soft, and had quite the range as it seemed to just barely echo, “you must be…” I looked back at the contract for a moment, “Renon?”

“Indeed I am, I hope you read the contract thoroughly, “ Renon said. And when I looked down at the paper, I noticed new writing fading in detailing on what not to do in order to prevent the contract from becoming void, ironically.

I looked over the new writing and nodded at Renon.

“I just have one question about this… transaction,” I said to Renon.

“Any form of currency is acceptable, all deals are final, no refunds. What you get is exactly as described of the item. I can also provide anything from the Castlevania universe.” Renon explained as his tail moved on its own accord.

“That’s fine and all,” I said waving his hand, then paused, “but, do you accept trades?”

“What are you offering then?” Renon asked in curiosity, his tail flicking in reaction to his emotions.

“One moment,” I said as I proceeded to… scratch into the air, causing a small rift of darkness to appear.

I reached in and felt around the other side, until I found what I was looking for and pulled out a tall glass cylinder with metal on the top and bottom and something black inside.

“Have you ever heard of the Essence of Nightmares?” I asked Renon.

“I don’t believe I have. What can it do?” The salesman asked.

“Well,” I started, with a slight look of disgust, “it is, as the name states, the essence of the very beings from the dreamscape, if you ever get the chance to kill one and do so successfully, this is what is left over.

“However,” I continued, “if you leave it, it will continually affect the mind of the one whose dream it was left in, until it eventually breaks their mind. It does not affect those are Nightmares, like me, being made of shadow, or beings that use dark magic.

“It still has its uses,” I said, holding it up to eye level, “it can be placed on an arrow and that arrow can then be used for one hell of a distraction, or even torture, if one had need for such a practice. It forces the living being, who has touched it, to live their greatest fears.”

“I’ll accept it, but what are you asking in return for giving me those essences?” Renon asked with interest in his eyes.

I scratch the back of my head with a hint of embarrassment and said, “Do you… happen to have… any Freddles?”

Renon opens up his briefcase as dark energy raised out from it, I saw something that appeared to be a floating orb, inside of it were miniature freddy biting at the air like piranhas. “They work exactly as they were made, just small sneaky clones of yourself that will appear behind the target, they can be used to make yourself appear in their place,” Renon explained.

“Perfect,” I said, as I held out the container of the Essence of Nightmares, “also, be very careful with this container, there is enough to break the minds of both Princesses three times over.”

“I’ll have it as a reminder when I go to write it down.” Renon said as he reached over and pulled the orb out of his case. “Place the container in the briefcase.”

I at first paused in confusion, then shrugged as I remembered the orb that came out of the obviously smaller suitcase, and carefully placed the container into the suitcase.

The brief glows softly as he closes it, I can see light coming out of the slit, but when he reopens it up, the container is gone. He closes it one last time as he holds it at his side. “Transaction is finished. It is now within me and my boss’s property.”

“...” I remain silent for a moment, looking at the suitcase, “that’s handy,” I stated simply.

I then looked back to Renon, “I…” I paused for a moment as my eyes widened, then I facepalmed, “I have been terribly rude haven’t I?”

“In what way? The transaction went smoothly and I find it to be fair. A nightmare for another.” Renon said as the light gleamed off of his glasses.

“I know your name,” I stated, gesturing towards Renon, “but I didn’t bother to introduce myself.”

I straightened myself, and held out my hand, “My name is Nightmare, but you may also call me Shadow Freddy if you wish.”

“When we do business or in front of strangers, I prefer you call me Renon, but my real name is Therin. For some reason, my boss insisted I use a cover up name and decided on that name,” he said as he reached to shake mine.

I grip his hand and we both shake, I make sure not to put too much pressure, otherwise I might’ve broken it.

“Also,” pointing to the orb, “how do I-?” before I could finish that sentence, the orb react and was absorbed into my body, wait-what?

“As simple as a touch, both them and you are made of the same void structure afterall,” Renon explained.

“Same voi-?” I started to ask, then paused as that processed, “you’re not from around here, are you?” I half-asked, half-stated.

“Well, of course not. I’m not from your world afterall.” Renon said in a voice that sounded like it was questioning me as if I wasn’t aware of the obvious answer.

“A world-hopper?” I asked, surprised, “I wasn’t aware that there were others that could compete with the strength that me and my brothers wield.”

“Not freely at first, I go where those who sign my contract are at, I am not bound by one. Once business is concluded in either hire guardianship or selling items, I leave through the same method as before. I get to see the multiverse and see the many interesting things. So far, you’re my first customer.” Renon explained to me.

“Interesting,” I said, looking him up and down, “you also sell your skills in fighting?”

“Only if said skill had a physical form in order to pass on skills and powers such as tomes from the elder scrolls universe or powers from the Esper crystals from final fantasy. However, you were displaced as Nightmare, thus my wares is limited to only items from that universe,” Renon explained as he looked toward me. “Or did you mean that you could pay me to fight for you? That sir, would fall under the guardian for hire section of my contract.”

“Well, I might have need of your help,” I said thoughtfully, “not now, but maybe later, also what was this about being ‘Displaced’?”

“...You were altered and sent away by someone, were you not?” Renon asked.

“Er… maybe?” I said with uncertainty, “It’s been a few years, and I can’t quite recall,” I said as I shrugged, “I do know that we were once human before.”

“I’m sorry, but I know very little. But what I do know was that you were brought here for a reason, however I cannot say what that reason is,” Renon as he went into a moment of silence. “Much like myself, I’m destined to help those who need me, regardless of good or evil as long as I don’t become their enemy, it is bad for business after all.”

“Understandable,” I said as I nodded, then did the equivalent of furrowing my eyebrows, “but, what I don’t understand is, there are others like me? If so, why haven’t I seen or heard of them before?”

I felt a hand on my shoulder. “Yes, there is. You are not the only one as there exists a multiverse across the void, each one different than the next, each one possess different powers from different realities, some live to good, some evil, while some just want to live in peace without the conflict of choosing a side.” Renon explained as he pointed at his contract. “This is known as a token, its what allows one to travel the void safely. Each one helps create a pinpoint location in order to allow the jump much like stargate. You can create one as well, but I must implore you to be careful, not every Displaced is as friendly as me, thus you much partake precaution measurement with your token if there is a summoner you don’t agree with.”

I nodded, “I see, hm…” I hummed in thought, “is it possible for one token to summon one or more of a group of Displaced?”

“All it takes is a simple object or a focus point to focus your energy. Within each of you is something called void energy, you use this as a source of your powers. Channel it into a personal item, or create a new one from the same source. A small warning though, you and anyone who helps will feel a little drained.” Renon explained to me.

“Well,” I said, looking to my hand, “is void energy the very thing allowing me and my brethren to come to this realm? We were stuck in a small void-like area, and couldn’t even leave until a week for us passed, in Equestria it had already been a thousand years.”

“That may have been a precaution set upon you considering He turned you into the Nightmare, a being that used to hunt the mind of a child. Perhaps the entrapment was meant to keep you there until Equestria was ready.” Renon explained. I don’t know why, but when he said the word ‘He’... He looked a bit creepy, I could of sworn I saw everything him darken while his glasses gleamed brighter than usual.. Yet the next moment, the word felt like he never even said it.

“A-anyways,” I said, ignoring the fact that I just stuttered, “the only way for even one of us to leave the void-like area was to gain energy to leave it. So far, only one can leave at a time, if we make a token, would that use up the very energy we need to be in Equestria?”

“No, for your body is constantly regenerating it, you would have to give up the very being of yourself to destroy it.” Renon explained.

I thought about it and nodded with my equivalent of a smile.

“Alright,” I said, “thank you, and I hope to see you again.”

“Our business has been concluded.” Renon said as he tipped his head as his way of saying good. His body started turning into mist and fading away with the air.

Once he faded away, the area around me seemed to become more normal, and the air a little easier to breathe, even though I don’t need to.

“Pyramid is going to have a field day with this,” I stated, shaking my head as I transformed, then melted back into the shadows.

Not long after Nightmare left, did he come back, so whatever he did, he took around an hour or less to do.

“None of you are going to believe this,” Nightmare said, as we all gathered around, as Nightmare explained what he had learned from the merchant.

After several bouts of complaints, arguments, and glaring competitions, we got to discussing the Tokens, discussing what do and do NOT want.

I then had an idea and asked everyone's approval on it and they agreed on it, and well all gathered the energy from the area and created a rather complicated device that looked simple in nature.

It looked similar to a decorative, silver platter about the size of a frisbee, yet it had designs on its top that represented each of them:
It has five different sections, one being a fairly small circle in the middle with the word 'ALL' etched into it, the other four being quarters of a circle surrounding the smaller one, and in each of the quarters is a symbol that represents each of them.

For Pyramid Head, it was an etching of his Great Knife, for Nightmare, it was an etching of a Freddy-plushie, for Slender Man, it was an etching of the childish drawing of him, and for me, it was an etching of my own hammer.

"I am Pyramid Head," Pyramid spoke as he poured some of his power into our 'Token', making the etched Great Knife glow a menacing red, "the Slayer of True Sinners, the Bringer of Justice, if you have sinned beware my wrath, if you wish for justice, I will be there."

When he stopped speaking, the Great Knife etching stopped glowing.

"I am Nightmare," Nightmare started, the plushie etching began to glow, "the Friend, the Protector, and the Savior of Children, if you have harmed a child, you will learn to fear me, if you wish for help with children or nightmares, don't hesitate to ask for help," as he finished, the etching stopped glowing.

"I am The Keeper," I started, focusing my power into the Token, to which I 'shut off' my vision to concentrate, "the Protector of Families and their bonds, if you cause the destruction of families I will show no mercy, if yours needs protecting, you have me hammer."

As I 'turned' my vision 'back on', I noticed Slender Man holding out his hand to start his portion of the speech.

"I am Slender Man," he began as he poured his energy making the etching of himself began to glow, "the Protector of the Innocent and the Slayer of Evils, should you have a soul as dark as night, you will not see me coming, but if you have a soul as bright as the sun you may ask for my help should you need it."

Then we all began to focus and spoke in unison, "We are the Faceless Ones, beings of protection and justice, we pass our help to those in need!"

Once we finished, we stopped pouring energy into the Token, and looked to each other.

Suddenly, beside the Token, a tear in the fabric of the void appeared, and the Token seemed to be pulling itself apart, until it practically did just that. There was an exact copy of our Token, now floating into the tear.

Suddenly, a voice spoke out, "Dpwjme rif ceojq dps BHE if dps Biot Hiedwl Esfbous! Pihs yic pwbs w jous twy!"

Once the Token completely entered the tear, the tear itself sealed up and vanished.

"Well," Pyramid said simply, "that was certainly... something."

Author's Notes:

Holy, sweet Jesus, I'm so sorry that I took so long with getting this chapter out, now that it's finally out. Here are a few more announcements:

1) The Faceless Ones are now available for crossovers! For information on their Token, keep an eye out for the blog post coming out sometime soon after this chapter is published.

2) This crossover was done with DisplacedWriter for his upcoming story, which he has not shared the name of with me yet but it will be a newer story.

[EDIT: 3) If you can figure out what the gibberish means (and yes, there is a way to translate it), then you may be our next person to interview one of The Faceless Ones.

Anyways, that is all for now, see you guys in the next chapter...
Buh-By-!

Boss?

Huh? Oh, yes Soul?

*whispers*

Oh... well... *looks back to audience with a sheepish grin* gotta-go-bye-!