Author's Notes:

Again, and this'll be on the next chapter too, leave a dislike if you enjoyed, and a like if you hated. Please and thank you! SIDENOTE! Ladon does not have a story yet, as it is currently a wip. Any and all crossovers are for future chapters.

But there was a pony there. A passing guard that saw him pop into existence just as he turned the corner, and upon seeing the giant wolf outside his cell, he brandished his spear. "HEY!"

Naturally, this gave the duo a start as they both looked at the guard, then each other, then they both started to run the other way together.

"Why are you running?!" Silphen yelled at Aurana.

"Because you're innocent, and I'm not! Why are you running!?" She countered.

"Oh, yeah, sure! I'll just make it look like you broke me out, and we'll back to square one! NO!" He shouted as he ran, following her.

"Square one? You really think the guard will just throw me back in jail after helping you escape?! No! I'll be lucky if I'm just banished!" She shouted back as she ducked down into an alleyway. "Meet at the spot where you left at half past!"

Upon hearing her shout that, he groans and begins to loop back to where his cell could see the street using back streets and alleys. Even going so far as to use short range teleportation spells to outrun them, muttering to himself.

"Fuckin'... Why? Just... Why? Why the hell -hup!- do I need to run from the Royal Guard, and Celestia? I mean -WOAH!" He had to stop short as an arcane bolt landed right in front of him, causing him to look skyward and see a certain purple alicorn, which made him swear again and cast a quick illusion spell in tangent with a true teleport back to the street that he was supposed to meet Aurana. And while he did get there far ahead of the time she told him to, she had gotten there before him, and had guards surrounding her, spears raised and ready to strike her.

And the frail, sick, filly behind her.

"One last chance, Ma'am. Let the filly go, or we will use lethal force." One guard said.

"Over my dead body, will you hurt my little sister!" As they began to raise their spears higher, a certain shout of pure rage and fear gave them temporary pause.

"NOOO!!!" And with that one word, he rushed forward, knocking aside the guards, and cast a spell to encase the trio in a diamond dome.

"What in the name of Tartarus are you doing back here, Silphen?" Aurana shouted at him, irritated that he didn’t listen to her.

“Yeah, well, shit happened, Bookhorse is hunting me, and where did that sword come from?” He spouted, staring at a silver sword gleaming in the sunlight. On both sides of the sword’s cross-guard was the sun and moon intertwined with each other.

Aurana, curious about the sudden appearance of the strange blade reached out and poked it tentatively, causing it to fall over and hit Silphen in the foot.

“SONOFA-!” He stopped himself short as he heard a voice speaking in his head.

“My name is Ladon, servent the royal sisters of another world and caretaker of the old code. If ye seek mine help, kinship, or if thou desire to know what had happened to thyself, then ye must repeat those words after me. ‘A knight is sworn to valour, His heart knows only virtue, His blade defends the helpless, His might upholds the weak,His word speaks only truth, His wrath undoes the wicked.’” The voice spoke, it had a deep tone with a strange slight accent to his words.

Sighing, he looks up at Aurana. “When I start spouting gibberish, you need to run, ok?”

“Wait, what?” Aurana asked, mere seconds before he grasped the hilt of the blade and repeated what the blade had told him to say, opening a small hole in the crystal dome he had summoned for Aurana to run out through.

Above them, a strange swirl of colors opened up in the sky as a draconic beast suddenly flew out of it.

The guards, Aurana, and even Twilight, who had finally managed to locate Silphen, stared up at the dragon, shock and fear mixed between the three parties.

“What in the name of Tartarus did you just do, Silphen?!” Aurana shouted, looking back at the dome.

Slowly, the copper scaled dragon glided down toward the group, its belly covered in plates and its wings might and strong. It had six horns adorned along his head, but the thing that caught their eye the most were the spikes and thorn seen along his back, especially the strange tail tip that looked like a bladeless spear. When it landed, the sound alone reveal much of its weight and size. It looked down at the group with slitted orange eyes but its gaze was focused more on the one who spoke the words.

Dropping the dome entirely, the dragon would see a bipedal wolf, with silvery white fur that glinted slightly in the sunlight. Upon seeing a copper dragon, he looked at the silver sword and swore in Japanese, starting to walk back and forth, spouting more and more Japanese nonsense while occasionally pointing the blade at the dragon, guards, and the sky.

The dragon slowly raised his eyebrow at the language that spewed from out of the wolf’s mouth. He looks down at the sword, then back at the wolf. “Do ye not speak English?” It asked, the voice being the same as the one that spoke from the sword.

Stopping his rant, he looked up at the dragon, huffed, and replied, “Yeah, I speak English. What you were hearing was Japanese, or…” Pausing to wave his open hand at himself, he then continued, “Whatever the hell Silphen’s people speak on their home planet. Who are you, and how the hell did I summon you?”

The dragon chuckled in amusement of Silphen’s words. “I suppose I’m the first you’ve summoned?” He asked the wolf.

Nodding, he then looked at the guards, and Aurana, who were both too busy staring at the giant, fire breathing, winged lizard to speak. “Well, gee, what gave you that idea? And what the hell do you mean, first one I’ve summoned?”

“Then ye has no idea what thou became.” The dragon said before shaking his head. “You, are a Displaced.” He said with a pointed claw. His claws appeared to be flexible, capable of serving as both a hand and a paw.

“I’m sorry, a what now? What, in the nine pits of hell, is a Displaced, and do you think you could give me and Aurana a ride out of here real quick? Kinda on the most wanted list right now because of what Silphen does in his free time.” A quick glance at the flying purple alicorn would show that she had gotten over her shock and had gone into study mode, while the guards were starting to pick their spears back up and point them at the mare and wolf once more.

The dragon snorted in response. “Only if ye promise redemption of whatever crime thou performed.”

“Yeah, kinda easier said, than done. Silphen is an Archmage because he studies a very wide range of magic. Including the darkest one, necromancy.” He winced as he said that last word, picturing very disturbing things, such as armies of zombies and skeletons, which in turn made him shudder. “So not gonna do that…”

“An experiment gone wrong or is it a crime in this world?” The dragon asked as he looked over at the purple alicorn.

Twilight, caught off guard by the sudden attention she had acquired from the dragon. “I, uh, y-yeah… It, uh… It’s illegal and highly frowned upon to practice black magic of any kind in Equestria…” She said, frightened she might upset the great beast.

“One that, apparently, made Celestia try to roast me alive right where I stood!” The wolf threw in.

“And have they harmed anyone or anypony?” The dragon asked, wishing to acquire more as to gain understanding of the events.

“Well… N-not him… But he hasn’t used any kind of magic other than teleportation, and that crystal dome he used a few minutes ago…” Twilight said, still rather shaken.

“Because black magic is only black if the one using it does bad things with it!” The wolf shouted at the flying alicorn, hoping he wouldn’t be seen as being rude to the princess.

“Mine thoughts exactly. Tis’ not the essence of the magic, but rather the wielder behind it. I suggest ye meditate on it for a while.” Ladon suggested before he spread out his wings. “Afterall, how can thou hath harmony without understanding?”

Twilight blinked staring at the dragon as it flared it’s wings. “O-of course…”

Silphen had taken the moment to sneak away from the, now sleeping, guards and to the still very frightened Aurana. “So… Help me out, big guy?”

“Of course, just get on.” Ladon said before redirecting his attention to Twilight. “However, one last thing... If ye princess or ruler does not agree with mine words, then I will respect her choices. Tis not my world afterall nor would it be right to go against her rule.” Ladon said as he crouched down to allow the wolf and pegasus to get a ride.

Ashton poked Aurana on the flank, causing her to start, and look back at her big furry friend before turning her gaze back to the dragon before her. “I… I uh… I think I’ll pass on riding you for now…”

“Lewd.” Ashton said, before starting to climb onto the copper dragon, the mare blushing slightly as she thought back on what she had just said.

All Ladon did was cough in response at the dirty jab Ashton did toward Aurana. Without any further response, he leaped into the air and took flight. “Hold on tight.“ The dragon warned.

Getting as good of a grip as he could, he then looks back to see his one and only friend in the world flying as fast as she could to catch up, and shouts over the wind, “Hey, can you slow down a little? Aurana can’t keep up the pace for very long! And my name before getting… displaced was it? Anyway, name’s Ashton!”

Ladon slowed down a little bit so that the pegasus could catch up. “Alright, but I won’t hesitate to shadow leap if they go after us.” he said.

Aurana, finally managing to catch up properly, she looks at Ashton and smiles faintly, if exhaustedly. “Thanks… For that… Ashton…”

Nods to the mare. “Trust me, if she could attack you, she would’ve already done so.”

“Just a precaution as thine Celestia and Luna know nothing of me yet, I did not want to leave a bad impression and be hunted down for helping you...” Ladon explained as he soared through the sky, often beating his wings to remain at the altitude.

“Good point. By the way, what the hell is this sword, and how the hell did it appear inside my crystal dome without breaking it?”

Aurana beats her wings a little harder and sets her still sick sister down on Ladon’s back. “Sorry… Can’t carry her… For much longer…”

“Tis’ a copy of the one around my neck, a token created from the void.” Ladon explained. Ashton often hears a soft chain clacking against his scales, but only Aurana could see the small sword tied to a thin chain, or in Ashton’s case; the sword was made for an alicorn’s magic grip.

“The hell is a token?” Ashton asked as Aurana sat down between him and Ladon.

“I have much to explain to ye, thus it may take a long while to explain it all, I’ll do so once we find a place to land and away from prying eyes.” Ladon explained as his orange eyes scanned the landscapes he flew over.

Ashton then began looking down as well, fighting the sudden urge to lose his lunch. “Note to self, don’t look down when flying… And how does that look?” He said, pointing at a fairly large clearing near the base of mount Canter. Following where Ashton pointed, Ladon lands into the open area.

Ashton quickly gets off Ladon, with Aurana following shortly after. “So… Mind nutshelling the whole ‘Rule of the Displaced’ thing so I can… do whatever it is we do to send you back…?”

Ladon looked between the wolf and the pegasus. “Only if the two of you promise to keep it a secret. Considering how they were after you for necromancy, I’d hate to see how they’d react to the Displaced.”

Ashton promptly nods, while Aurana curls up and falls asleep, apparently the events of the day having worn her out already.

“Outside of this world, is a vast void separating the multiverse. On each Equestrian Earth is a Displaced, each one capable of unspeakable power ranging from weak to overpowered. They cannot come here unless you use their token, much like mine copy of the royal sister’s sword. I wear this to tell others that mine world’s royals trust me. Each token is different but they’ll always have a method of summoning and a message recorded along with it.” Ladon explained.

Nodding slowly as the dragon concluded his explanation, he then proceeded to ask, “ANd how exactly do I make my own token?”

“You’ll need an item, an object, anything really. Afterwards ye need to channel thine own energy into it, it will come naturally but do not push too much into it. Once finished, thou can provide a message, I suggest ye apply some sort of failsafe as not all Displaced have good intentions. The one I applied on mine is the knight’s oath. If the speaker fails to uphold it or does the opposite of it, the sword will cease to be. Do not let your royals see the insignia as they might get suspicious, not unless you will eventually gain her trust and that she will not wage war against the Displaced, Tis’ something she can’t win nor can she seal them with the elements of harmony. Much like the multiverse, there is no end to what they can do. The tokens is what prevents them from coming and only you can bring them here.” Ladon explained as he laid down onto the grass.

Nods again, this time more thoughtfully. “So… were I to use a magic sigil, one that detects intent and general moral compass…”

“That will help. In evil, it shall break, in good, it will remain.” Ladon explained.

Smiles as he laughs mischievously. “You know what…? I might use that in the little summoning oath…”

“Tis’ a good start. As for sending me back, tis by four simple words ‘Our Contract Is complete’’. Do not usher the words yet unless ye want me gone and returned to mine Equestria.” Ladon explained as he tilted. “You can call on me anytime as each world follows a different timeflow. Ye not worry on interrupting anything, but do not use it to troll mine.” He said with a slightly serious look to his eyes.

Ashton nods once more, then starts plucking the grass nearby, making it into a very peculiar kind of grass sigil. To Ladon, it would feel as if it were proper, something he should need to protect and guide. To others, with more ill intents, it would feel wrong, as if it were something to be feared. “Alright, got the sigil. Now what to say…?”

“Anything really. The tokens I’ve came across often talk about themselves, their purpose, a simple hello or something to break the ice. Knowing out there some of them will be nervous considering what they had to endure such as being sent away from their world and losing their name or their bodys. The changes vary from minor to severe.” Ladon explained as he looked toward the sky.

Smiles and pats Ladon on the leg. “I’m sure that if we all managed to get together one day, we could beat the ever loving shit out of the asshat that sent us here. OOH! Idea! Tell me how this sounds… No matter the cost, or the time, call upon me in your time of need, friend, and I shall answer your call. But be warned, for those who call upon me for evil, ye shall never hear my voice again.”

“They might misunderstand it as if ye were to go mute from being near an evil presence.” Ladon said as his tail softly tapped the ground. “Although it could be similar to the monkey, speak nor hear no evil.” he said jokingly.

Chuckles he set the grass sigil down. “True… Any ideas on how to warn folks that pick up the sigil?”

Ladon taps the bottom of his chin. “Ye mentioned a compass, perhaps it could judge them upon being picked up? Mostly their actions and deeds rather than the power they wield. It glows red for bad, blue for good. And mayhap you can see them in ye own eyes like a camera?” He suggested.

“That, would require highly contradicting magic, and how the hell would I- oh. Right. Fucking Archmage cosplay… Anyway, yeah. That would require certain magics that don’t play well together. Good idea though. What about this? ‘Only by one's deeds, may I be summoned. Those who follow the deeds of the 6, have the right to call me. All others, shall be burned.’”

Shortly after having said this, however, Aurana’s sister wheezed, drawing the attention of Ashton and Ladon away from their chat. The dragon watched the little one quietly, then sighed.

“...I’d offer my heart if it wasn’t to be used once, and I don’t mean it as metaphor for love or sympathy. My heart, if I shared it with anyone, would allow them to be healed and to grow stronger.” Ladon explained as he tilted his head. “I hope you’ll be able to heal the young one.”

Ashton stared at the filly, before going over and placing his hands on her barrel, saying, “Solas leighis.” His hands glowed brightly and soon the filly looked far better than she had mere seconds ago. “Should do…”

“Huh,” Ladon said before chuckling. “So she’s in good hands, or hoofs in your friend’s words...” He said before looking toward the sky. “The two should trust you more if you showed you’re capable of other things besides what they claim as evil or dark. I do would like my visits to be pleasant.”

Chuckling, Ashton picks up his sigil and whispers a very cliche oath into it. That oath being the Green Lanterns oath. “Alright, so I said what I wanted to, now what?”

Suddenly, as if someone tore through a delicate fabric in the air, a purple tear opens up and pulls the sigil through. Before Ashton’s eyes, his token is suddenly split into a million copies. The rip reseals itself as quickly as it was torn, leaving not a trace.

“Anyone else who finds your token will use the summoning method, you will feel a pull or pressure and the moment you accept the call, you will either fly through the void, or simple teleport in a blink of an eye.” Ladon explained.

“Buh… It just… What just… You know what? I’m just gonna chalk it up to weird ass magic, and be done with it. Thanks Ladon.”

The dragon couldn’t help but laugh at the flabbergasted look on Ashton’s face. “The void isn’t magic, but it is difficult to understand. It is nothing while being something.” Ladon said as he scratched the back of his horns. “Don’t think about it.”

“I’ll try not to. So, any ideas on what else I need to learn by the end of the day?” Ashton looks up and notices something highly peculiar. The sun hadn’t moved at all since he teleported out of his cell. “And I think old Sunbutt knows I’m still alive…”

“She’ll be either annoyed or furious.” Ladon said as he kept an eye out.

As Ashton nods, he looks at the big dragon. “I’m afraid my lessons will have to resume some other day, friend. Thank you for you time, patience, and knowledge.”

“Anytime. Remember, you can call on me, and don’t let Princess Celestia see that sword unless you can cover the insignia.” Ladon explained as he slowly got up and stretched out. Ashton notices a blade peeking from out of the dull spear tail.

“Nice tail. Anyway, our contract is complete. Thank you, Ladon.”

With those words spoken, Ladon started to float as if forced into flight. His body shimmers before being pulled through the same portal that brought him here.