Author's Notes:

Just a heads up, I have a lot of stuff going on for a while, so if chapters aren't updated as fast don't be shocked.

Has anyone been able to contact Micro?

He said he was doing something important that requires his full attention so he would be blocking messages.

Maybe it's another surprise like Sanctuary.

Well, goodnight girls.

Scootaloo lay in her bed as she dismissed her messages. She wouldn’t deny being a little worried about Micro, especially because of the whole Blacklight Virus issue Chara informed them about. However, they made sure to make him swear to not to do anything like that again.

With a sigh, she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.

Elsewhere

“Now,” Lord Tirek said in his own mindscape. He looked across at the three beings in front of him. “You know your commands.”

“Indeed,” an elegant voice said. “We eliminate the boy’s friends and loved ones while he is distracted with your other soldier.”

“As long as I can have some fun,” a gravelly voice said with the clink of metal on metal.

The third figure just let out a loud growl and slammed his large cleaver into the ground.

“Now then,” Tirek said and a door appeared. “Go!”

The door opened. Shooting into the hall of dreams, a swarm of bats spread out in search of the names they were given. A shadowy figure flitted across the walls with a hand that had long, almost knife-like nails. Finally, a lumbering creature dragging a massive cleaver stalked down the hallway.

Lord Tirek walked to the doorway and smirked. From his other minion’s failures, he had seen just how close Micro was to many of the girls in his group, and how much support he received from his friends. By removing those friends, he would remove that power. If it just so happened to drive him insane with grief...then all the better.

Cad Bane

“I would’ve expected your son to show up by now Ms. Spark,” Cad said as he checked the monitors.

“You said you’re from the same universe as Star Wars?” Software said. “He probably knows who you are and thought it wise to stay away!”

“Considering what he has fought already I doubt it,” Cad said. Suddenly, movement appeared on the one screen. Looking at the monitor, Cad smirked. “It appears he has arrived.”

Software looked up and saw Micro appear. She vaguely recognized the outfit from an anime they watched together at one point. Speed of Sound Sonic she believed (Only remembering it because of how redundant it was).

‘Please Micro...Get out of here…’

Micro

‘Looks like he is trying to wear me out first,’ Micro said as he flicked his Bloodberry Beam Katana on. He was in a large hanger, a pair of metal doors at one end. A series of droids started popping up. Droidekas and those stupid “Roger Roger” things.

“Stand down!” One said. Micro looked at it incredulously.

“Does that ever work?”

Before it could even respond, Micro vanished and appeared behind the droid, slicing its head off.

“Fire!”

Laser’s began raining down on him. He quickly batted some of the shots back at his opponents. The Droidekas put their shields up before the lasers collided. With a growl, Micro stomped the ground and a wall of stone shot up between him and the droids.

“Blast through!” The ‘leader’ of the droids said and the Droidekas put their shields down to help shoot through the wall. That was just what Micro had been waiting for.

None of the droids saw the orange circle appear above them. Micro dropped through the Sling Ring portal and called out from behind the robots.

“BLUEBERRY CHEESE BROWNIE!”

Before the droids could even turn around, Micro began unleashing waves of energy at them. When he was finished, the droids around him were scrap metal. Taking a deep breath, Micro pulled out a small purple lollipop to restore his MP as he heard the doors behind him open. Turning, he was hoping to find the room his mom was being kept in.

“Oh shit,” he muttered as troops of Magnaguards were in battle stances.

Scootaloo’s Dream

With a cheer, Scootaloo raced across the finish line on her Motorcycle. She turned and skidded into the winner’s circle. Taking off her helmet, she took in the cheers of the crowd. She was about to address the crowd when she looked over them and saw a strange sight behind them. A trio of girls jumping rope, all dressed in white. She could just barely make out the song they were singing.

“One, two, Freddy’s coming for you
Three, four, better lock your door
Five, six, grab your crucifix
Seven, eight, better stay up late
Nine, ten, never sleep again.”

Scootaloo’s eyes went wide as she saw Micro wearing a red and black/dark green sweater.

“Hey Scoots,” He said, before suddenly Scoots flipped off her bike and from seemingly nowhere, her Kama appeared in her hands.

“Don’t even try it,” she said. “I know horror movies. Sweetie and Apple Bloom made me watch them with them.”

‘Micro’ growled before his skin seemed to burn and he grew taller.

“Take away my fun bitch,” Freddy said as he raised his glove.

Silver’s Dream

Silver was enjoying a wonderful make out session with dream Micro in her dream library when suddenly the shelves began shaking. Looking around, she gasped as vines snaked their way through the shelves. Silver turned to dream Micro, only to see him be surrounded in a black ball of energy. A dark purple claw reached out and grabbed it, raising past a red cloak of energy, past a bat wing shaped collar, and to a mouth with large white teeth. The ball of energy was consumed as yellow eyes stared at Silver.

“Allow me to introduce myself milady. I am Antasma, and I am...THE BAT KING!”

Dream Hallway

“What the fuck is one of your type doing here?!” Luna shouted, her voice shaking a little. She didn’t get an answer, as the… thing before her couldn’t talk. It just roared and slammed its cleaver into the ground in front of it. The larger metal helmet it wore stained with rust and blood, She didn’t know how it got into her realm…

But Luna was facing down Pyramid Head.