I walked through Ponyville, taking in the sights of this New Equestria. It was horrific. This Equestria was basically a pony version of our world(minus the zombies, bandits, and destruction of course). I hate the digital age! I'm from the digital age and I hate it! I absolutely hate it! All this technology and what not.

Before everything went to 'ell from the zombies, I was an oddball in society. I wasn't reliant on technology(with exception of using the internet to read or look at guns and ponies) and I usually loved to do things with my life(no offense). I would mountain climb(with no safety gear or climbing gear of course), shoot, archery, metal work, wood work, practice martial arts, free run, and just about anything else that didn't require digital technology(with exception to reading) except for sports. I hate most forms of sports. Really, what's the appeal to football or basketball? It seems useless. Eh. I'd occasionally played video games but it was maybe for an hour before I got bored. Yes, I got bored of video games.

*BEEEEEEEP* I turned around and faced a car. Reacting quickly, I jumped out of the road. "Stay out of the road you dumbplot!" the driver yelled. Freaking pony curse words. Makes no sense. Also, what the heck! We're allowed to walk on the road! There's a reason why there aren't many ponies driving cars.

I watched as he drove away. 'What a douchebag. You know what?' I pulled out the Sparda off of my back and sliced off the rear tires before he got away.. Without the rear tires, the back of his car drug across the ground, creating sparks as he kept going. His speed slowed down before his car came to a complete stop. 'What are you going to do now?'

I walked away as the driver let out a string of pony curses because of his ruined car.

It had passed a week since the Doctor, Derpy, Dinky, and I melded our original universe with another. It took some time adjusting but the four of us soon got used to it. It was about the same. Derpy was still a mail pony, the Doctor was a clock repairman/pony like he previously was, and Dinky was in the exact same classes with the exact same lifestyle. Even their homes were the same! Almost no change at all for them. In my case... Well...  My home was exactly the same(except Scootaloo's room, she had a computer in it), my hobbies were the same, my job was the same(except I was selling guns now but that's a good thing!), and my friends were the same(personality wise).

However, the differences were enormous. Ponyville(along with every other town and city in Equestria) was now four times bigger than it previously was and the population had increased four times over. Newer, more modern buildings(everything from hydroelectric dams and non-nuclear power plants to car repair shops and video game stores) filled the town. With the greater size of the cities, the crime rate was much higher.

The ponies. They changed a lot. I hated that fact. They acted with less care. Much less. They acted more like humans. Then the teenage ponies. God they were annoying. Like some teenagers from our world, they were the scourge of society(no offense to those who qualify). Bad health habits, excessive cursing, laziness, etc. Really? What's the need? Even worse, they now wore clothing. How is that bad? Fashion. I hate modern fashion. Did it ever occur to anyone that I don't wear clothing that's normal for my age? I wear a button up, colored shirt and dress pants every day!  To further make my point, I wear three jackets!

Then there's the technology. God I hate the technology. Even worse. Hay. Hay products. Instead of Apple products, it was Hay products. Why?!? Well, at least I use a Nokia. Funny, the Iphone I owned in the previous version of this universe had been replaced with an MP3.

Well, enough ranting. I think its time for me to get back to what I was doing.

My long walk had brought me to my store. What I hadn't noticed when I first looked at the newer version of my store was a makeshift parking lot. There were only a few cars but still, there were cars. Well, small, pony cars. The cars these ponies used reminds me of mini coopers or something like that. Now that I think about it, a human car would be ginormous compared to a pony car. Wait, Ike's car! It's a Bugatti Veyron Super Sport! Oh god. I have an M54 five ton Deuce cargo truck, it's bigger than an Equestrian train.

Whoops, I'm ranting again. Still, seeing these pony cars was rather new to me.

I entered through the front door. Like usual there were ponies browsing my selection of guns. On the south end of the store was Logan and on the west side of the store was Calamity Jane. Instead of tending to the customers, I walked into a backroom, specifically, a storage room.  Inside, I found the Doctor's TARDIS. I dug my keys out of my pocket and grasped a simple yale key from my collection of keys. Using the key, I unlocked the front door of the TARDIS and entered.

Immediately, I spotted the Doctor standing in front of the TARDIS's console, working on something I had no knowledge about. Hah. I still can't get used to the fact that he's a pony. He looked exactly liked how most bronies thought, with a brown mane and coat, hour glass cutie mark, and a white collar with a red bow tie. "Hi Doctor" I said.

"Oh, hi Tran" the Doctor said. "Here." He picked up something from the TARDIS's console and tossed it to me.

I caught whatever it is. It was his sonic screwdriver. "What's it for?" I asked him.

"Keep it" the Doctor said.

"Your sonic screwdriver? You're just giving it to me?" I asked.

"Yep. You seem like a trustworthy person and I made a new one. I couldn't stand using that one. I always had to hold it in my mouth and it tasted absolutely dreadful" the Doctor said. He reached into his collar and pulled out a different sonic screwdriver. This one was much bulkier and seemed to be designed for hooves. "I can actually use this one with my hooves! Even better, it can detect magic!" He stuffed the screwdriver back into his collar. How was he holding his sonic screwdriver in his collar? The world may never know. Not really. I'm betting on pocket dimension.

I looked at the sonic screwdriver. It was near identical to the twelfth Doctor's second screwdriver except the green diode/crystal thing was a deep TARDIS blue. "Huh. Well, can't deny free stuff" I said. I stuffed the screwdriver into my pocket. "So what's the plan, Doc?"

"It's Doctor" the Doctor said.

"So what's the plan, Doc?" I repeated.

The Doctor face palmed. "Well, the TARDIS is out of fuel" the Doctor said.

"Do how are we going to refuel it?" I asked. "I don't think there are any nearby time rifts or dying, exploding stars."

"I know" the Doctor said. "Maybe I can temporarily rig her to run on something like electricity or something. Though there is a problem with that idea.

"How much electricity would that take?" I asked.

"Oh, say enough to run fifty first century Earth a couple times over" the Doctor replied.

"..."

"And you can see why its a problem" the Doctor said. "We have to find a viable alternative source of fuel." The Doctor pressed a button on the TARDIS's console and a panel popped up on the other side of the console. I walked over to it and looked at it. Under where the panel was a dimly glowing ball of yellow energy."See, there's barely any energy left inside the TARDIS's heart."

I looked at the heart. "I have an idea" I said. I took the Sparda off of my back and stuck it into the TARDIS's heart. What I felt next was a combination of being set on fire with napalm, electrocuted, frozen, drowned, and crushed all at the same time. While this happened, lines of information in a strange yet strangely familiar language ran through my head. The code looked like a lot of circles filled with a bunch of more circles and lines. What strange code. Pictures of my past and my ancestor's past filled my vision.

I pulled my sword away and gripped my head. My soul felt... Empty. It felt like I was powerless. "Tran, what did you do?!? The TARDIS is gaining power!" the Doctor said.

"That was definitely more powerful than a taser" I said.

"What?" the Doctor commented.

"Oh, I stuck the Sparda into the TARDIS's heart" I replied.

"What?" the Doctor yelled out. The TARDIS started to rumble, shaking as it started the long process of traveling through time and space.

I heard Derpy's voice call out from a different room in the TARDIS. "Doctor, what's going on?!?" She stumbled into the console room from a doorway. She had a small tan messenger bag.

"The TARDIS is piloting itself! She wants to go somewhere!" the Doctor replied.

"It can fly itself?" I asked.

"No, it's impossible!" the Doctor said.

"Then how is it piloting itself?" I asked.

"Because it's possible!" the Doctor replied.

"Makes sense." The TARDIS's turbulence grew to its peak and we started flying through the air. Derpy simply opened up her wings and caught herself in the air while the Doctor and I were sent flying into the ceiling. All at once, the turbulence stopped and silence filled the air. "Well that was exciting." Wait a minute, why am I staring at the console? I'm supposed to be lying on the floor. "Doctor, why are we on the ceiling?"

He got up and dusted himself off and Derpy flew over by his side and nuzzled him. The adorable. It's too much. "That was fun" Derpy said. "But what happened?"

"I think the TARDIS crashed upside down" the Doctor said.

"I did not!" said an unfamiliar voice. It sounded female and of British origin. I looked up. A light blue unicorn was hanging from the TARDIS's console.

"Yes it did!" the Doctor said. "Now, let's get outside to see where we are." The Doctor started climbing over to the exit when he stopped mid-step halfway from the door. He backtracked over to under the console of the TARDIS, specifically, under the strange, new pony. "How did you get here?"

"Where?" she asked.

"Here!" the Doctor replied.

"I'm not in Here, TariCtoneen" she said.

"No I don't mean the planet TariCtoneen. I'm talking about the TARDIS. Why are you in here, the TARDIS?" the Doctor said.

"Oh, you mean here" she said. "Well, this is my body."

"Your body?" the Doctor said. "What do you mean your body?"

"Oh, I'm the TARDIS" she replied.

"Oh, you're the TARDIS. Let's get going" he said. The Doctor climbing over to the door when he stopped and backtracked again. "You're saying you're the TARDIS. That's impossible! Again!"

"No, it's possible" she said. She pointed at me. "Whatever that bloke did, it gave me a body."

The Doctor turned to face me. "Tran, I'm sorry if this is a bit straightforward but what in the hell did you do?!?"

"I stuck my sword into the TARDIS's heart. I was going to use my magic to make electricity and attempt to power the TARDIS but something else obviously happened" I explained.

"Hmm" the Doctor hummed. He walked over to me and started scanning me with his sonic screwdriver. *Ping* The Doctor looked at his screwdriver. Then he walked over to the pony who was claiming that she was the TARDIS and scanned her. "Interesting."

"What?" the TARDIS pony and I said.

"Tran, most of your magical energy is gone" the Doctor explained. Before I could get a word in, he continued on. "Actually, it's not gone. She has it." He pointed to the TARDIS pony. "And she is indeed the TARDIS."

"How does she have a body then?" I asked.

"Its a construct" the Doctor replied. "She's entirely made from magic. Everything from the hooves to the stomach."

"So she's made of magic?" Derpy asked.

"No, she's made from magic. Very different from being made of magic. If she was made of magic, her body would be solid magic and she would have no organs or biological needs. Being made from magic means that she actually has a biological body with biological needs. The magic should dissipate with time and she'll be a normal pony."

"So I can die?" the TARDIS asked.

"Probably" the Doctor replied. "But I'm pretty sure you can't die from age. Even if you can die, you can return to the TARDIS any time."

"So what do we call her?" Derpy asked.

"Sexy" the Doctor replied. Derpy turned and slapped the Doctor. Oh. Riiiiight. They started dating.

"Derpy, her name is literally Sexy" I said. "Though there's no way I'm calling you that so I'm going with Tardy."

"Oh my Celestia! I'm so sorry!" Derpy said to the Doctor.

"It's alright Derpy" the Doctor said. He nuzzled her. More adorable. Body shutting down from cuteness overload... Nah, not really.

Wait, the Doctor said most of my magic was gone. I placed my left hand against my heart. It thumped erratically, showing how injured and hurt my body was. "What is it Tran?" Derpy asked.

"I'm injured."

The Doctor walked over to me and scanned me with his sonic screwdriver. "Massive organ damage, half of your bones are cracked and damaged, internal hemorrhaging, an erratic heartbeat, and your blood volume is low" the Doctor said. "How in the world are you still alive?"

"My powers were keeping me alive" I replied. "And now ole Tardy has most of it."

"So you're just going to die?" the Doctor asked.

"Nah, my magic should return with time and I'll be fine" I said.

I walked over to the exit. "Alright, let's see where we are" I said.

"Yes, we should but before we leave, may I ask who are you?" Tardy asked me.

"Tran" I replied.

"What's your real name?" the Tardy asked.

"Not going to tell you" I said. "And how do you know that Tran isn't my real name?"

"Because you're human. It's plain and simple. All humans in every time period all have a first and last name" Tardy explained. "And Tran is only half of a name."

"You'll find out at the end of the chapter" I said.

"What do you mean by the end of the chapter?" she asked. "What does that mean?"

I smiled at her. "Spoilers." I walked over to the door. "Well come on." Sexy, Doctor Who, and Derpy moved to behind me as I opened the doors and we were graced with the image of inner Ponyville. Everyone stepped out while I stood in the doorway of the TARDIS.

"Looks like a normal Equestria" the Doctor said. He stuck out his tongue. "Tastes like a normal Equestria."

"Hey look, it's a pegasus guard" Derpy said. She was pointing up in the sky. Indeed it was a pegasus guard. He resembled a normal pegasus guard of Equestria from before the Changeling-Equestrian War with gold color armor and all. However, he had a pony revolver holstered on his hind left leg and beside it was a billy club.

"Hey!" he yelled at us. "Where is that human's collar!?" He landed in front of us.

"His what?" the Doctor asked.

"His magic shock collar in case he runs feral. What else?" he said to us.

"Oh, sorry officer. We forgot it" the Doctor said. He pulled out a small leather bound ID holder and opened it for the guard to see.

The guard's demeanor completely changed as if he realized he was going to die right on the spot. "Ambassador! I apologize!" he said. The pegasus guard pulled out a collar and a small green crystal attached to a bracelet. "Take this spare one. Once again, I apologize." He handed the color and crystal to the Doctor. With that, he started flying away. "Celestia damned rich snobs and their bucking slaves" I heard him mumble.

"Humans are slaves?! That's horrible!" Derpy said.

"Why did you take us here?" I asked Tardy.

"I need to refuel. This location was the most bountiful in terms of fuel for time travel" Tardy replied.

"But we're in a different universe! I thought you couldn't travel through different universe" I said.

"I can't but you're covered in this unknown substance. I believe that's what gave me the ability to do so" Tardy said.

"Interesting" the Doctor said. He pulled out his sonic screwdriver and scanned the area around us. "You didn't create any damage in the fabrics of time in space in doing so, Sexy."

"That's because I have the magic to travel through different dimensions" I said.

"Magic. Ever since I came to Equestria, it's been the bane of my existence" the Doctor said.

I grabbed the collar from the Doctor. "I guess I need to wear this then" I said. I attached the collar to my neck. "How does it work anyways?"

The Doctor stared at the crystal in his hoof. "Well it obviously has something to do with this crystal" he said to me. He tapped the crystal with his other hoof. The reaction was almost instantaneous. The crystal turned red and a powerful electric shock course through my body. Unlike how electric shocks posed no problems to me, usually giving me energy, this electric shock knocked me to the ground and started distorting my mind. I felt my muscles contract, causing me to fall to the ground and my vision started blurring. My hearing was reduced to a constant ringing that reminded me of electric distortion.

Then it stopped. I regained full control of my muscles so I started to stand back up. The same ringing filled my ears but it was lightened and I was hearing distorted voices/mumbles. My eye sight started to come back, first starting as blurs. "Tran!" I heard Derpy's voice call out. In an instant every single one of my senses were back and I could make everyone out again.

"That was strong" I said. It really was. Though the ability to take me down may have been further attributed to the fact that I was currently running low on magic and heavily injured. If these were supposedly given to anyone that owned a slave, then I may be in trouble. Anyone at any time could take me down with the simple wave of the hoof. Until my powers regenerated, I would be in danger to these collars.

"Well, at least we know how it works" the Doctor said. He held up the crystal. "Terribly sorry about that Tran."

"I'm fine" I said. "And this universe is horrible." I walked back to the TARDIS and retrieved the Sparda. "Going to need these then."

"Oi! No killing anyone!" the Doctor said.

"I won't kill anyone that doesn't deserve it" I said it. I strapped the Sparda to the inside of my assassin's robe. I pulled out Yin and Yang and brass checked them. Both were loaded. I reholstered both pistols. I placed one of my hands on the collar. I should leave it on to not raise suspicion. "What now?"

"Well, refueling will take about two or so days" the Tardy said.

"So we have two days to kill" Derpy said.

"Let's explore" the Doctor said.

-X-X-X-

The four of us walked around this Equestria. It was, like Derpy said, horrible. Humans were used for meaningless tasks such as hard labor or simple meaningless tasks. Most ponies owned a slave, some two, and others three or more.There was the occasional pony that owned no slaves but they were as rare as finding a Colt Python.

Even worse was how they were treated. It was as if they were worth less than pets. Every human we passed were dressed in rags and most of them had skin marred with scars. When the Doctor attempted to speak to one, the slave simply grunted in response. Repressed mindset as the Doctor described.

Unfortunately, there was no way we could change anything without extreme intervention. We decided to ignore it and go on with our day.

"Where should we head off to?" Derpy asked.

The Doctor spoke up. "Well we should-" He was interrupted by Tardy's stomach rumbling loudly. "Get lunch" he finished, laughing.

We traveled over to a nearby restaurant, the same cafe that Twilight used in the Ticket Master. We all sat down at a large table and waited for a waiter. "So we have to stay here for two days?" I asked.

"Yes" Tardy replied. "Then we can leave this dreadful place."

A waiter walked over to our table. "I'm sorry, your slave can't sit at the table" he said.

"What?!" the Doctor said. He pulled out the psychic paper and held it open for him to see.

The waiter nearly fell over. "I'm sorry sir!" the waiter said. He placed four menus at our table. "Here are your menus and I'm terribly sorry." He quickly walked away as if he was going to die.

I picked up my menu. Like usual, most of the meals on the recipe were for herbivores like the ponies. However, this one had some meals meant for omnivores. The only meal on the menu that appealed to me was a cheese omelet and tomato sandwich.

After a few minutes, the waiter returned and we order. I ordered the sandwich, Tardy ordered a Daisy sandwich, Derpy ordered a soup made of a variety of veggies, and the Doctor, much to my and Derpy's dismay, ordered an English muffin.

"Seriously, why did you order that?" I asked the Doctor. "It's a fake muffin!"

"I still like it" the Doctor said. He took a bite out of his aforementioned false muffin. "It taste amazing."

"Is this what eating feels like?" Tardy asked, mouth full. "I like it!" She took another bite from her sandwich, giving her chipmunk like cheeks.

"Food is fun to eat" the Doctor said.

"Eeyup." I took another bite of my sandwich.

"Doctor, can I ask you something?" Derpy asked.

"Yes?" he said back.

"What does that sonic screwdriver thing of yours do? I saw you use it on Tardy earlier and I don't understand it" Derpy said.

"Ah. The sonic screwdriver is an extremely versatile tool made with technology from Gallifrey, my home planet, and it can do just about anything from picking locks to performing medical scans. The only it doesn't do is anything that does harm. It's completely harmless. That's why I love it. Doesn't wound, doesn't maim" the Doctor explained. "That and wood. It doesn't do wood."

"What do you mean by it doesn't do wood?" Derpy asked.

"It doesn't work on anything made of wood" the Doctor replied.

"And how does your sonic screwdriver work?" Derpy asked.

"Well it-"

"Generates and projects every possible type of frequency known in the universe on all wave lengths in a directed area, affecting all and any form of machine, matter, and or organism" I finished for the Doctor. "Which for some reason doesn't work on wood or deadlocks."

"Tran, how do you know that?" the Doctor asked, amazed by my knowledge.

I opened my mouth as I felt compelled to say 'I know everything' but closed it as I realized something. How did I know that? I never heard nor read that yet I was able to recall it as if it was basic knowledge to me. "I don't know."

"Hold still and don't move at all. I have a theory" the Doctor said. He got out of his seat made of hay and walked over to me. Pulling out his sonic screwdriver, he began to scan my head. After a few seconds, the sonic screwdriver dinged quietly and the Doctor looked at it. "Oh dear."

"What?" Tardy said.

The Doctor swallowed and assumed a straighter posture. "What is the capitol of Tiltic?" he asked.

"Wixzyt" I replied.

"How do you reach the speed of light?"

"By opening a quantum tunnel with an FTL factor of thirty six point seven recurring."

"How does a flash pistiler work?" the Doctor asked.

"It traps light in a suspended dimension where its reflected and magnified millions of times to increase intensity before its released with the heat intensity equivalent of the rays from a white dwarf star or about 35500 kelvin."

"How much power does it take to suspend any sized object in geostationary orbit around a decikt sized black hole?"

"The equivalent of a power source with an inverted self-extrapolating reflex force of six to the power of six every six seconds."

"Hosalapghqnq in schapwikenan ahn waslaoinsh och fortnapgu ipnzn hoargwinhs."

"Ipoanwnwo en asqpqjwngon ihjan ocjena wneoaksd qpoeeti cili."

The Doctor gaped at me in both horror and amazement. "Tran, you just spoke to me in ancient Eastern Plicinztc, an extinct language spoken by the Plicizt race, a race never seen except by me and that was an accident" the Doctor said. "How do you know all of what you have told me?"

How did I know this? "I don't know" I replied calmly.

"Tran, this is very important. When you stuck the Sparda in the heart of the TARDIS and repowered her, what went through your head?" the Doctor asked.

"Lines of information in this strange coded language" I replied.

"Did this code look like a bunch of circles filled with a bunch of more circles and lines?" the Doctor asked.

That description was exactly what I originally thought to describe it. "Yes?" I replied.

The Doctor ran a hoof through his mane. "What's going on?" Derpy asked.

"It appears that Tran has absorbed a small fraction of the TARDIS's knowledge" the Doctor said.

"Is that bad?" Derpy asked.

"His mind will burn away once that information integrates into his brain" Tardy said.

"Give it to me straight, doc. How long do I got left?" I asked with a smile. Even dying, I will joke.

The Doctor rolled his eyes before he scanned me with the sonic screwdriver again. "Three days, fifteen hours, forty-two minutes, eight seconds, and twelve nanoseconds" the Doctor replied.

"Well, at least I have some time left" I said. "Is there anything we can do?"

"Yes. There are four ways we can deal with this" the Doctor said. "One, we can let him die."

"That's horrible" Derpy said.

"Which is why we aren't going with one" the Doctor said. "Two, we delete his memories."

"Nope. Not happening" I said.

"Yeah and another consequence of choosing number two is that your friends would question why you don't know anything" the Doctor said. "Three, we can maybe add more memory to your mind."

"Let's do that one!" I said.

"And number three requires the death of someone" the Doctor said. "And that someone has to have a brilliant mind. That would leave the choices of choosing either a time lord or a Dalek."

"Number four?" I asked.

"Well..." the Doctor said.

Before the Doctor would finish his sentence, a hundred pegasus guards surrounded us. Each one of them sported a bolt action rifle and a pistol holstered on their rear left leg. Hmm. Basic tactic of use of power. Simple yet effective.

I grabbed the Sparda off of my back, scabbard and all. "Ideas Doctor?" I asked. No way I was going to kill them. They may believe in slavery but they're not evil. Don't look at me like that. I kill a lot but I won't kill the innocent. Yes, they're innocent. These ponies were raised with the idea that slavery wasn't a bad thing. When you're raised in a certain environment with certain conditions, you get used to that environment with its conditions. Eventually, you assume that its the norm. You didn't do anything wrong as you were raised that way. The best example I can think of is how Americans believe that the Asian idea of eating cats and dogs is a bad thing. However, if you are raised believing that its not a bad thing, you did nothing wrong. Interesting fact: cats are more nutritious than dogs.

"Drop the sword and put your hooves and hands in the air!" he yelled again.

"Do you have any that involves us strangely disappearing, leaving everyone in awe and or shock?" the Doctor asked.

"Several" I replied.

"Would you kindly enact one of these plans without harming anyone?" the Doctor asked.

"Eeyup." I pulled the Sparda a few inches out of its sheath before snapping it shut. In an instant, we were teleported away from our predicament to outside of Carousel Boutique. "Next idea?"

"Canterlot?" Derpy mentioned.

"Oh I've always wanted to visit Canterlot but I couldn't afford it" the Doctor said.

I pulled out a small bag from my pocket and tossed it to the Doctor. "I swiped a few bits and compared them to the bits from our universe. They're identical" I said. "Just use my bits."

The Doctor opened it up and looked inside. "Bloody hell that's a lot of bits!" the Doctor said. He looked back at me.

"I have quite a bit of money on hand" I said. "So, Canterlot?" The Doctor smiled and nodded. I pulled the Sparda out fully this time and create a portal through time and space. Basically a shortcut to Canterlot.

The four of us walked through the portal and appeared in an alley. "An alley?" Tardy exclaimed. "Why did you pick an alley?"

"So we don't get noticed" I replied.

"I know but why didn't you choose the inside of a walk in fridge or a restaurant?"

I shook my head. "City of the rich snobs, what do you three want to do?" I asked.

"Visit the castle!" Derpy said.

"Buy more food!" Tardy said.

"What is it with you and food?" the Doctor asked Tardy.

"Eating is amazing!" Tardy said in reply.

"Enough, enough!" Derpy said. "Let's just go sight seeing."

-X-X-X-

Tardy, Doctor, and Derpy had a blast. They enjoyed the sights of the magnificent city. We visited dozens of stores, districts, markets, and many other places along the likes of that. However, as time passed, I felt some of my magic return, lessening the pain of dying horribly due to massive organ failure and internal body damage. Unfortunately, I felt my mind starting to shut down as the Tardy's memories and intellect start to overload my mind. However, I still have some time left before my supposed demise. I could deal with putting off my death for a while.

We were currently walking through the snobbish city that was Canterlot. As we walked, the Canterlot snobs stared at us as one, I was a human who was wearing actual clothing and I wasn't acting like a slave and two, Derpy, the Doctor, and Tardy did not seem to be of first class and their behavior definitely showed that.

"I can't believe you ate all that butter, Doctor" Derpy said. "And how are you not sick?"

"One, I love butter" the Doctor said. In fact, he was currently eating a stick of butter. On his back, he balanced a few sticks of butter and another stick partially eaten in his left hoof. He ate the rest of the stick and opened up a new stick. "And my unique biology allows me to do this."

"I don't see how you can like this butter substance. It tastes like dreck" Tardy said.

"You're eating a lollipop wrapped in cotton candy" I said. Held in her left hoof was the sugary confectionery. To make her case worse, the entire thing was maybe two times the size of her head.

"And you're chewing gum" Tardy said.

"I always chew gum" I said. "And chewing gum is actually normal."

"But you can't actually eat it!" Tardy said.

"It's not meant to be eaten. It's meant to be chewed" I said back.

"And that's why I don't like it" Tardy said.

"Well you can't just-"

I was interrupted by a mare's voice from behind us. "You just let him talk to you like that?" she said. All four of us turned around to face a rather snooty/snobbish looking unicorn mare. She was dressed up in a overdone dress and beside her was a unicorn stallion dressed up in a tuxedo.

"And why should I not talk to her like that?" I asked.

"Because your a slave. Now shut up and behave like one" the stallion said.

"And if I don't?" I asked.

The stallion pulled out a small green crystal, identical to the one that the Doctor used to shock me. "I'll use this then" he said.

I quickly drew Yang and shot the Crystal, obliterating the small gem. "And what if you don't have a crystal to do that?" I asked.

The two of them ran away as I had my pistol trained on them. "Did you really have to do that?" the Doctor asked.

"My powers are low, my body is shutting down, and those collars give an ungodly powerful shock. Yes" I replied. I holstered Yang and turned back around.

"Guns. Never understood why you humans adored them" the Doctor said.

"They're pretty useful tools if you're skilled with one" I said.

"I'll stick with my sonic screwdriver."

"You're choice. Just wait for Daleks to appear."

"A single gun won't do anything to a Dalek."

"Yeah but a magically enhanced, rail gun firearm hybrid with teflon coated tungsten rounds would."

"True."

"Wait" Derpy said. "If something like that happened, what would you do?"

"What do you mean, Derpy?" I asked.

"If someone pulls a gun on you, what is the first thing you're going to do when you get away?" Derpy asked us. The three of us didn't reply as none of us had no clue what Derpy was asking. "For the smartest beings in the universe, the three of you are pretty much idiots." The three of us then started glaring at her. "If I was them, I'd call the guards or the police."

"Oh dear" the Doctor said. As if that was a cue, the four of us were surrounded by royal guards. Like they previously were, they all sported a bolt action rifle and a revolver. Like I did previously, I pulled out the Sparda and brought us back to Ponyville, inside the edge of the Everfree Forest. "Good thinking, Tran."

"What now?" I asked.

"We still have a day or so before the TARDIS finishes refueling" the Doctor said.

"All we need is an extreme adventure or something to kill time" Tardy said. "What could possibly go wrong?"

"Make any sudden moves we'll shoot" came a voice from a nearby bush. The four of us watched as a person rose out of the bush we heard the voice from. In addition to that, five other humans rose out from behind trees. Something we had to take caution of was the fact that all seven of them were armed with various bolt action rifles of different types.

When I Iooked closer, I noticed how each of the rifles were heavily damaged. Even more interesting was how each of them had no sidearms or extra ammo for their weapons. On their bodies were clothes that were a step up from wearing rags. Evidence suggests that they are most likely part of a rebellion consisting of humans.

"Let's get that shock collar off of you" one of them said. One of them slung their rifles over his shoulder and started walking over to me. When he was within my vicinity, he pulled out a knife and prepared to cut off my collar. However, I dropped the Sparda before grabbing his hand, twisting, taking the knife out of his hand, before placing the knife at his throat all with my left hand. Before his friends could raise their weapons at us, I pulled out Yin with my free hand and trained the pistol at one of their heads.

"Whoa there! We're trying to help you!" one of them said.

"I'm their companion, not a slave" I said.

"Face the truth, you're a slave" he said back. I dropped the knife in my left hand and kicked my hostage forward, sending him flying forward. Luckily for him, his friends caught him before he hit the ground. Now it left my left hand free to draw Yang, which I did. All six of them stared at my two handguns. "A well armed slave."

"Doctor?" I said. "Thoughts?"

"Let's see what they do" the Doctor said. "It doesn't seem like they mean any harm." I flipped the safeties of my pistols and holstered them.

"Taking orders like a slave" the same man said. I walked up to him and glared at him.

"Please don't kill him Tran" Derpy said.

"Obeying orders exactly like a slave. Why not be free?" he said. I turned my head to look at Derpy before looking back at him. "Freedom is-" he didn't finish as I hit him in the face with a palm strike. He flew back where his friends caught him. "You broke my fucking nose!" he screamed as he gripped his bleeding face.

"But you didn't say anything about hurting him" I said. Immediately, the five that weren't injured raised their weapons at us again. "Are those even loaded?" I held out both my arms extended outwards. "Even if they are, you aren't going to win." I turn my left hand so that the palm faced the ground. The Sparda flew from the ground and into my hand.

"Enough!" Derpy said. "Why don't you all lower your weapons?"

None of them lowered their weapons so I decided to be the first by attaching the Sparda to my back, under my robes. "Your turn" I said. Slowly, they slung their rifles over their shoulders. "Good."

"So what type of guns are those?" a different person asked.

"Only thing you need to remember is that they are mine" I replied.

"Why do they look so funny?" he asked.

"Cause their meant to be used by hands not hooves" I said. I placed my right hand behind my back to hide the fact that I had an inventory. Then I pulled out my Colt Python from my inventory and unloaded it into my hand before I presented it to him.

He took up the .357 revolver and aimed down the sights. "Beautiful weapon. Where do you get these weapons?" he asked.

"I have my ways" I replied. "And its almost impossible for me to get more." He handed me my Python back and I reloaded it before putting my hand behind my back to place it back into my inventory. "Much obliged."

"Custom designed weapons" he said, gesturing at my sword. "Fitted clothing." He flicked my robes. "And you have displayed an ability to handle yourself." He pointed to the one with a broken nose. "And you say you aren't a slave but why do you still wear the collar?"

I put a hand to the collar. "To fit in. The best way to hide is in plain sight" I replied.

"Smart boy" he said. "Who are you?"

"Tran" I replied. "You six?"

"Jon Smith" he replied.

The Doctor snorted. "I believe we should make our way now" the Doctor said. John Smith nodded and held his hand out for a handshake. I held my hand out to shake his hand but held my hand up in a palm when I heard rustling.

"What?" Jon asked. Then several small ceramic balls landed in front of us. Each of them had a small burning fuse attached to each one. Acting quickly, I picked up each grenade and threw them into the distance. "Shit! Smoke grenades! Run!"

From the underbrush, gunfire laced out. Most of the shots seemed deliberately placed in an attempt to suppress or scare us prompting me to believe that whoever was attacking us were attempting to direct us to a certain area to capture us. Even more interesting was that the gunfire was only in low volume meaning they only had a low capacity and or slow firing weapons, most likely bolt actions. I could only assume they were the royal guard or slavers as who else would do this?

Drawing Yin and Yang, I open fired near where the enemy gunfire came from, careful not to hit anyone. Instead of how I usually fired accurately and slowly with Yin and Yang by taking a decent amount of time to actually aim, I completely threw that out the window by rapid firing both pistols, only wanting to throw out as many bullets as possible. This easily displayed Yin and Yang's full rapid fire potential as the suppressing gunfire was just a single buzz of loud explosions. Trees were mowed down in a display of how powerful Yin and Yang was, exposing the enemy, a team of eight Royal Guards, all of which were armed with bolt action rifles and revolvers.

The sheer firepower of the two 1911 pistols created a sense of dread and fear in the guards, giving them only one thought obvious to anyone that would ever face the fury of Yin and Yang only armed with simple bolt action rifles. Run. And they did. The eight Royal Guards dropped their weapons and ran away in fear. Those that were pegasus flew away in fear, still abandoning their firearms.

Reloading Yin and Yang, I reviewed the damage I caused with the two pistols. Most of the underbrush and plant life that were victim to Yin and Yang were now mulched piles of dead plant matter. I holstered the two pistols and collected the guards' abandoned weapons.

Jon approached me. I could tell he was visibly shaken by Yin and Yang. "What the hell was that?" he asked.

I smiled. "My sidearms" I replied. Amazement soon took over his face as he realized what my words meant. Then I realized something. There's the off hand chance that he could and most likely would report to his superiors/higher ups about the capability of my weapons. I dropped the weapons I had collected from the guards on the ground.

Deciding it was time to leave, I walked over to the Doctor. "I think its time to go" I said to him.

"What?!" he yelled at me. He was rubbing one of his ears with one of his hooves. I knew he was most likely deaf at the current moment due to the loud reports of Yin and Yang. When I looked over to Tardy and Derpy, they were performing a similar action. Pulling out a small notepad, I wrote down what I said earlier. "Yes! We should go!" he yelled.

I moved over to get Derpy and tardy when my vision started to fade until it evolved into a field of black nothingness. Quickly thereafter, I lost consciousness.

-X-X-X-

The first sense that came back to me was my hearing. Albeit being faint, I could make our a few voices.

"I thought you said he also had a revolver. All we've found on him is those two revolvers, three throwing knives, six packets of this 'Trident' gum, an axe, and a sword." I did not recognize this man's voice. It displayed a sense of experience and ruggedness. Whoever this was, they have done quite a lot.

"He presented a third revolver to Jon before the encounter." I recognize this man as the one who offered to remove my collar.

"Then why have we not found a third revolver?"

"I don't know sir but-"

"There is no third revolver! Get it through your fucking head!"

"Yes sir."

By two revolvers that they mentioned earlier, I knew they meant Yin and Yang as pistols didn't exist in Equestria until I introduced them. In the time that they spoke, my other senses slowly came back to me and I could consciously move my body again. I appeared to be in what looked like an infirmary set up in a tent. The bed I was in was a standard hospital cot. When I moved my hands, I found myself to be restrained by two pairs of cuffs. Sighing, I broke them and got up from my lying position.

Checking myself, I found that I was indeed missing what they had mentioned and that I was still wearing the control collar. Fortunately, I still had everything in my inventory. I pulled out my Colt Python with my left hand and PPK with the right. I exited the tent and aimed both handguns at the two. They immediately noticed me and said nothing, not knowing how stable I was. "I want my weapons and my companions back" I simply stated.

I knew the leader would speak up about how my weapons could help the fight of humanity and he did. "Your guns-"

I interrupted him. "I don't care if my weapons can help you win this war or whatever it is. If I did, I would have handed them over ages ago. Now take me to my weapons, then my companions."

"But-" I fired my PPK. The small, yet still effective .22 caliber bullet him him in the left arm, creating a small, painful wound. Luckily for him, my PPK was the only firearm I had that was not fitted with a rail gun barrel.

"Now." I aimed the Python at the other guy's head. "You're staying here." With that, the leader and I proceeded to retrieve my weapons.

-X-X-X-

At gunpoint, he lead me to a small makeshift shooting range. Upon entering, shooters that were practicing were immediately aware of me, prompting them to aim their guns at me. It easily became a hostage situation as I found out that the man I had hostage was higher up on the chain of command than I thought. Even though he didn't wear a formal uniform or display any rank, he was a low ranked general.

As I held the man hostage, I stared down the barrel of numerous bolt actions. "I want my guns back" I simply stated.

"They have been confiscated for the good of the human rebellion" one of them said.

"I don't care. I want them back." I could tell how much they wanted Yin and Yang. Compared to what they had, my two custom 1911s were a complete evolution of firearms that would most likely guarantee them a victory in their so called war. However, this wasn't my universe. I had no right in helping either side. They had to play it out themselves. "Last warning." None of them did anything so I fired a round into my hostage's left thigh with the PPK. It was only a flesh wound but it was still quite painful for the victim. It showed how painful it was with the way he screamed. "That was only a flesh wound but if he doesn't get any treatment, he'll bleed out in ten to twenty minutes. Do you want to glare at me while he slowly dies from blood loss?"

They almost open fired but contained themselves, knowing that they had a chance of killing their beloved general. "Next one goes through his head" I warned. "Bring me my weapons and my companions now."

A man came out of the crowd, holding a small crate that also had the Sparda placed on it. He set it down in front of me and opened the crate, revealing the contents, all of my belongings. Quickly thereafter, the Doctor, Tardy, and Derpy, all of which were unharmed,  were brought forth to me.

"Doctor, Derpy, would you kindly grab my belongings but can you hand me my katana?" I asked them. "How long was I out?"

"A day or so" the Doctor replied. He handed me the Sparda after he unsheathed it.

"How is it that none of your men has managed to take apart my two pistols?" I asked the general.

"We were but we decided to bring in experts to examine it in order to make copies" he replied.

"Not anymore." I swung the swung the sword through the air a few times.

"Can you explain something I don't understand?" the general asked. I nodded. "Why is that whenever that sword is swung, why is there a distortion contrail left behind?"

I pointed the Sparda towards the ground to show off the blade. "It's really sharp." I swung it again, this time bringing the blade through a nearby tree. "Sharp enough that it cuts throw anything." Before the tree fell, I cut the tree several times over, cutting it into small logs, similar to the pre-cut ones bought in stores. "So sharp that it can cut through light, temporarily leaving what appears to be an air distortion contrail but in reality it's the damaged light expanding from a small electromagnetic explosion laced with radiation."

"That's not even supposed to be possible" the Doctor said. "But there it is."

I brought the blade up once more. "It can also cut through the fabrics of time and space, leaving portals. Meaning-" I made a tear through time and space and teleported Tardy, the Doctor, Derpy, and I through it. When the four of us reappeared again, we were just outside of the TARDIS.

Then I found myself unconscious again. Teleporting four ponies through a portal through time and space was too taxing for my magic reserves.

-X-X-X-

When I found myself back in consciousness, I felt rather invigorated. I no longer felt any of the damage my body once had. None of what had been inflicted to me during that trip to that alternate universe with the humanized ponies nor any of the damage my body once had even before the world ended.

Wait a minute, why am I feeling so.. undamaged? Some of the damage in my body was supposedly impossible to heal. So much energy now. Not hyperactive energy but normal energy used for common actions.

"Look who's awake?" That was the Doctor's voice. When I opened my eyes, I saw the Doctor standard over. Again, I was in a hospital bed except this one was much more luxurious. However, this time, I no longer felt the warm cling of my jackets and my boots and socks were off, exposing my feet to the cool air.

"How long have I been out?" I managed to rasp out. I attempted to get up but the Doctor stopped my attempts.

"Careful Tran. You're still getting used to your new biology" The Doctor said to me.

"What? What do you mean by new biology?" I asked.

"This was option four" the Doctor said. A large heart monitor descended from the ceiling. Unlike normal heart monitors that usually displayed one string that buzz for every inconsistency, this once displayed two sets of lines that somehow gave out two different sets of beeps. "You're a timelord now Tran."

It took me a while for those words to register but then I realized what it meant. "What?!? How?!" I screamed at him.

"I planted a small sample of time lord DNA in one of your previous ancestors that stayed inert until your generation where it became active" the Doctor replied.

"Wait, is my brother also a time lord?" I asked.

"What?" the Doctor stated. I could tell he didn't mean to ask a question but rather, he said it in silent exclamation/fear. "Lets hope to Gallifrey that your brother isn't an incompetent idiot that should not be trusted with great responsibility and or power."

-X-X-X-

Andy looked up from his newspaper and up into the sky. "Why do I feel like a near god like being just insulted me with a fact?" he said. Then he realized something. "Where did I get this newspaper?" With that, the newspaper came to life and started attacking. To make matters worse a flowerpot hit him on the hit. "Where do those things come from?!? I'm indoors!" With that, another flowerpot hit him on the head.

-X-X-X-

"My brother Andy may be idiotic and incompetent and should never be trusted with responsibility and or power but... Yeah we're doomed" I said.

"Oh dear" the Doctor said. "Anyways, you don't have any regeneration but you will still age much slower than normal human beings. Though I don't think you'll live long enough to display that trait with how many injuries you had earlier." He tapped me on the chest to exaggerate that. "You're also not going to die from the Tardy's memories and intellect. You're a time lord now. You should be able to handle it." He walked away. Shortly after, Tardy walked.

"Hello Tardy" I said.

"Hello Tran" Tardy greeted back.

I got up from my bed in a sitting position. "Where's my stuff?"

Tardy smiled and levitated a crate out from another room. She opened it up, revealing my belongings. I donned my precious belongings, also regaining their familiar feeling. Then I noticed something. There was a small circular symbol that was engraved in the upper left portion of my robes. The symbol was similar to the symbols I had saw days ago when I accidentally and unintentionally absorbed a fraction of Tardy's memories. Except I knew what it was now. It was Gallifreyan.

"The Doctor engraved that into your robe when you were resting" Tardy told me. "What does that mean, Tran?"

"Remember when I told you that I would tell you my full real name at the end of the chapter?" I asked.

"Yes? I still don't what that means" Tardy said back.

"This is my real name" I said, pointing to the symbol. "My real, full name."