Twilight awoke in a dark room with one window providing the tiniest bit of light. It helped Twilight see the room better, but she didn't like what she saw. The walls provided insight at how long the room had been around and been around without repair. The room was grimy, gray, and looked as if it would collapse from the lightest of steps. The room also had a large quantity of stuff occupying it.

The first thing Twilight noticed was a mannequin holding up a rather complicated outfit. It looked like an old nurses' uniform used by Equestria many years ago, before they shifted to just wearing hats. This uniform however didn't look the least bit warm or caring. Twilight didn't know what to think of it, all she knew was that the outfit wasn't made for ponies. There were also some contraptions that adorned the wall that she had no idea how to work.

Finding no sense of familiarity within the room, she looked out the window, hoping to find something to cling to. Instead, her senses were violently attacked by all manner of sights sounds, and smells. Out the window, she saw what appeared to be an old amusement park in the greatest state of disrepair, but still running. Many wallpapers and billboards that had the original intent of spreading happiness were defaced and made a debauchery of all things good and wholesome. A board with the word, "LAUGHTER", was changed to make the word look like, "SLAUGHTER". Fires burned in the distance carrying an odor too horrific for Twilight to even conceptualize. And the sound of strange creatures making all manner of sounds rang throughout the amusement park.

"I'm in a nightmare," was all Twilight could say. In the window, she saw a creature staring back at her. The creature had blonde hair and very pale skin. She leaned into the window to get a better look, until she saw what she was leaning on. A hand. Twilight gasped and jumped back, falling back on the mattress that had given her comfort during her time knocked out. The mattress was gray and dirty, but that wasn't her primary concern.

"What in Celestia's name?" Twilight looked down at her body, confirming that she was no longer a pony of any kind. "This body is like Clone's body," She felt all around her body, feeling in disbelief. It was a lot slimmer than Clone's body. "This is probably the female version of Clone's species," She tried to stand up and get her bearings. Unfortunately, she couldn't handle standing on two legs. She collapsed on the mattress once again. "How does Clone do it?" She tried again, grasping a nearby desk for balance. Looking around, she found a cane of sorts that supported her.

"Three legs are better than two," Twilight thought. She made her way around the room and found a door. She tried opening it, but to no avail. "I could try bucking it, but I don't think these legs can do it, this body doesn't feel as strong as my own." And that was saying something, because Twilight hardly worked out at all.

She then tried looking for another way out and found a hallway leading to another room. She ventured forth, with many thoughts plaguing her head. I thought this was a nightmare, but after those studies with Luna, this feels too real to be one. She opened up a door to find a rather large room with train tracks crisscrossing all over the place. She then noticed in the middle of the room, two beings that had the same type of body as hers. One, who had a very sickly aura around him, was sitting in a chair, while the other, who had the same shape as Twilight's body, was tending to him. The sick one had green hair, skin that looked like it went through an hour of getting bucked by Applejack's hooves, and a terrible smile. A smile of a creature that found pleasure and comfort in the pain and discomfort of others.

The other had the look of fear about her. She was scared of the man she was taking care of. They both turned their attention to Twilight.

"Oh no," Twilight thought.

"Harley!" the sick one called out, "about time you woke up! The good doctor was just going to give me the good news!" He turned his head slowly to the doctor. "Weren't you?" he asked in a scary voice. The doctor fumbled with her words before finding the ability to talk.

"I- I'm sorry- but the toxin in your blood is-" before she had the chance to finish the sick one smacked the doctor, bringing her to the floor.

"WHAT?!" He asked in anger. Who do you think you're talking to? I'm the *cough* Joker! You don't deliver bad news to me!" He coughed and walked towards the doctor, who crawled backwards and found her back against the wall.

"Please," she begged, "There's nothing I can do. I-" The Joker smacked her, knocking her out.

"And thus the American Medical Association is summed up. Nothing they can do." He laughed at his own joke, but struggled, coughing all the way through his laugh. "Harley, be a dear and give this girl to the boys down below. They'll find a use for her I imagine." Twilight couldn't believe what she was seeing, or hearing. She just stood there, shocked. The Joker twisted his head and walked over to Twilight. "Didn't you hear me?" He brought a hand to Twilight's cheek, the touch brought a shock down Twilight's spine. "I don't like repeating myself Poo," Twilight, thinking fast, nodded her head and made her way to the doctor and began pulling her body away. It was tough for Twilight to find the strength to pull this doctor, she wasn't use to her body quite yet. But, fear was a great motivator for Twilight, as she pulled the doctor out of the door. Before she could leave, the Joker grabbed her arm and pulled her towards him.

"Tell me something Harley, why are you using a cane?" As he asked this, he kicked the cane away, causing Twilight to collapse. Twilight hit the ground relatively hard, and looked up at her attacker. She smiled as best she could. She knew she couldn't escape, and she knew the he would hurt her more if she tried to run. She swallowed at nothing and tried to speak.

"I- I feel really faint. I think I'm sick," she knew it was weak but she had to try something. The Joker eye brow rose and he snickered.

"So you're sick huh?" He tapped his fingers against his rather pointy chin. "Go sleep then, you're useless to me like this. The doctor can wait." He turned away and made his way to his chair. Twilight blew a sigh of relief and picked herself up again and pulled the doctor's body away. She made her way back down into the first room and laid the doctor on the mattress. She had been through enough, Twilight thought. She sat in a corner and laid her head against the wall.

"Clone, I don't know if you can hear me, but I need help."

Elsewhere in the Amusement Park, a swinging door materialized and swung out a Clone and a purple unicorn.

"Arkham City, I thought I uncovered every secret," Clone said aloud.

"Uh, Mistuh God?" Harley asked. Clone turned to Harley. "What are we doing back here? Wasn't I supposed to pass on?"

"You have to make peace with the people you care about. You want that right?" Clone asked. He didn't like playing the god angle, but it was his only way of finding Twilight, and maybe more clues on "Zero".

"I do Mistuh God! I need to make peace with Mom, Dad, my Sister, my Brother, Uncle Charlie, Uncle Louie-" Clone pressed his hand against Harley's mouth.

"Only one can feel the peace Harley. Who do you want to feel peaceful about your death?" Clone back away from Harley who was now deep in thought.

"Well, since we're so close, I want Mistuh J to be at peace."

"Could you lead me to Joker?" Clone asked. Harley tilted her head and asked,

"Aren't you omni- omno- omnipedant?" Harley's intelligence has been drained during her years of servitude under the Joker. You would never know that she was a psychologist.

"Omnipotent? All seeing and all knowing?"( Pronounced OM-NIP-O-TINT)

"Yeah! That's the one!" Harley cried out. Clone silenced her with shushes, hoping no one heard.

"You'll have to lead me there to the one you love, I'll follow along to see your path. We cannot be seen however," they couldn't be seen at all. If an NPC saw them, they'd be reported, and he didn't want that to happen.

"Why not?" Harley asked.

"If they see a purple unicorn and god, don't you think that would freak them out?" Clone asked, hoping Harley would accept his word.

"Yeah, but you're God. Don'tcha think you should make yourself known?"

"I'm a busy God Harley, I've got a lot to do, and no time to make myself known to my creations. Why if I did that, I'd have to talk with everybody!" Clone said while throwing his arms about. Since he has only one choice for facial expressions, he shows his emotions through his voice and body expressions.

"But, why not talk with everybody? Don't you love them?" Harley asked innocently.

"Of course, but I have a lot to do. Besides, I show everybody that I love them everyday," Clone proclaimed proudly.

"How do you do that?" a confused Harley asked.

"I haven't blown up the planet yet," Clone looked towards the amusement park in the distance. That's where Twilight is. It's a place to start anyway.

"Wow, you can do that?" Harley is one for destruction, of course she would be interested.

"Only on a Friday," Clone said.

"Why Friday?" Harley asked.

"Because I'm ironic, now let's get going." Clone pushed Harley to lead the way through the demonic amusement park. The walk itself was perilous with many obstacles. But they had to stay on their toes and hooves. Guards on the one hand could alert the player of the game which could in turn alert the developers, which would lead to a huge dispute leading to a terrible conclusion. If Clonetrooperkev wasn't careful, he'd get himself and the characters he had been in proximity with killed. The Council always tries to avoid being known to the outside world, they thought the world wasn't ready to completely join in this universe. Many would try to abuse that power, take advantage of the powers of a god. Some who do receive the gift of being able to manipulate a universe already do abuse their gift.

It wasn't the best situation ever, but that's where they were at. He had a chance to make some observations while sneaking through the Amusement Park. For one thing, it was a place where good morals, good deeds, and general niceness had died. The smell of burnt human was heavy in the air, and the certain elements that were fun, had gone as well. Thankfully, one thing stayed the same. Clowns are still scary at least. That's familiar.Clone and Harley moved forward and did their best to remain undetected. It wasn't that long of a walk to where they needed to go, but many dangers were littered in front of them. For one thing, they needed to be inconspicuous, not noticed in the slightest by anyone. Neither of them belonged there, especially a pony from a whole different genre of TV.

Clone and Harley found themselves in a dark alley, littered with what you might expect to find in an old alley in the middle of a prison island. They moved silently and carefully, every step calculated. But, before they could make it to the end of the alley, Clone heard a voice.

"So as I was saying, dat Catwoman chick is fine!" It was a grunt, just throwing out some cheerful dialogue about his observations of Catwoman. From the footsteps and other voice, it sounded like he was with another person. They were coming. Clone looked around for anything he and Harley could hide in. As luck would have it, he found a door. Now please don't be prerendered Clone thought. He grabbed Harley, who exclaimed a big, "HEY!" at him. But he entered and listened to see if the grunts would pass. The footsteps moved further and further away.

"Good," Clone turned to the room he was in and found himself on the business end of a sword. He followed the blade down to its wielder. A ninja, a girl, not surprising to find in this game. "Not good," Clone was trapped and Harley was back into a corner, scared for her life. Clone put his hands up.

"Who are you?!" asked the ninja. Clone had to think of something. Anything that could get him out of this. He cleared his throat, and made a plan.

"Really now, is this anyway to speak to your better?" Clone asked in a mock English accent. The assassin raised an eyebrow and asked,

"What are you talking about? TELL ME WHO YOU ARE!" This was the game's way of trying to identify what Clone was. Was he part of the game? A hacker? Something else? Luckily, Clone got to decide.

"If you feel the need to ask me that, perhaps I made a poor choice in inducting you into the League of Assassins." The ninja pulled the blade back a bit, but still didn't put it down.

"Are you saying, you are 'he?'" The assassin began to circle Clone.

"I am indeed he. And he is wondering what one of his assassins is doing here, you're not supposed to be here at all." At this point in the game, the assassins there wasn't any sign of assassins. It was confusing the find one here.

"I wait for the one that betrayed you and the mistress," the assassin spoke very passionately, "I will kill him, so he may never plague you again!"

"Batman," Clone quietly said. He managed to figure a little bit of it out. This NPC was a glitch. Which is why she readily believed that Clone was her master, Ra's Al Ghul.

A little break with Clonetrooperkev:

Hey guys, I know you think that pronouncing Ra's Al Ghul as "Raz Al Gool" is correct. But you'd be wrong. While the films pronounce it that way, it's actually pronounced as, "Raysh Al Gool", so try to keep that in mind next time. Anyway, back to the adventure!

"But you know, I do have plans for the, 'Detective'," a nickname Ra's had given Batman a while back, "He will be mine. He will help us save this world."

"But he bested you only a few hours ago! He won't help us," The program was beginning to degrade. It wouldn't be a problem if he kept her distracted and didn't call out for help, but she was slowly dying. "He'll-" Clone stopped her and grabbed her blade.

"My dear, I'm afraid you are quite sick. Please sit down," Clone helped the assassin who had suddenly just started to lose balance.

"I failed you, master..." the assassin was trailing off. He could just leave her here, be done with it all. But...

"You were doing what you thought best," Clone stroked the assassin's hair, providing any comfort he could. "But fear not, my new plan is in motion. And cannot be stopped."

"Does it-" the assassin began to cough, she was falling apart, "-involve the strange creature you have with you master?" Clone stood up and walked over to Harley.

"It does. You will not die in vain my dear. Sleep in peace." With that, the ninja closed her eyes before disintegrating into nothingness. Another character dead, and simply because she was in the wrong place. Harley was horrified.

"God! She- she went poof!" Clone turned to the panicking Harley and sat down next to her. He had to think of something to keep her calm.

"Sometimes, life can be very cruel. These things happen so randomly and so strangely, we can't predict it. She passed on happy, we should take solace in that fact." Clone turned to where the ninja once was, there was no trace of her. No trace of the warrior who failed, no trace of the girl that could have had so many stories written about her. She was wasted, that was tragic.

"Why did you lie to her about being her boss?" Harley asked.

"She needed something to grasp at mentally. I became the hook she needed to help keep her here, at least for a little longer." Clone stood up and opened the door. "Come on, we need to get you to Joker." Harley nodded in agreement and walked out of the room with Clone. The two made their way to the main complex, but trouble was looking for them, and they needed to be extra careful. Clone pulled out his pen and materialized a "Tri-Corder" to scan for Twilight.

"Harley could you speak into this please?" Clone asked while holding the Tri Corder near Harley's face.

"Why do you need that?" A good question.

"I just want to get a voice sample for our records Harley. We're very organized in heaven." Clone lied. Not about heaven, they keep a very organized filing system. But he needed her voice so he could scan for a similar voice sample in the building. If he could find an identical voice, he'd find Twilight.

"Oh. Okay," Harley shrugged and spoke into the Tri Corder. "My name is Harley and I love my Mistuh Jay with all my heart!" If Clone could cringe, he would.

"Nice. That should do it. Lemme just," he clicked a few characters on the Tri Corder and he found two spots where the voice samples matched. One beside him and another on the floor above the one they were on. "C'mon Harley, I think we'll find Joker this way!" Clone rushed off, hoping that Twilight was okay.

Twilight was pacing the room thinking. Thinking of how she was going to get out of here, thinking about what came afterwords. Thinking about alternatives on a mental checklist. She knew that if she could escape from here, she could find some place safe. But it wouldn't be home, it wouldn't be in the Realm, it wouldn't be with the friends she had come to know throughout the years. The doctor was still unconscious on the bed and the, "Joker", would be there soon to check up on her. She could play along, put the doctor into a terrible fate-

"No," Twilight said. "I won't do that. Not to her, not to anypo- anyone." Twilight slid down against a wall and balled herself up. She wasn't quite ready to run, having only just mastered walking. But she would try when she could.

Just then, she heard a door trying to be opened from across the room. Twilight panicked. The Joker was coming for her. She picked up what looked to be a very thick stick off the floor and moved to the door. She readied herself for whoever came through the door. Would she be ready? Could she really defend herself like this? Those thoughts occupied her head but then left as the door opened. It was a very tall human with many scars and muscles.

"Hey Harley, what's-" he never got to finish asking his question before Twilight swung the stick on knocked the man out, with his body rolling down the stairs he just came up like a ragdoll.

Well, looks like I can defend myself! Score one for Twilight! She then heard a voice down the stairs.

"Jesus Christ!" the voice cried out.

"God! You can't use his name in vain! Even I know that!" That voice sounded familiar to Twilight. Isn't that, my voice?

"He's my son, and I can say his name whenever I like. I'm just sorry I lost him in the divorce." Twilight knew who's voice that belonged to.

"Clonetrooper!" Twilight cried out.

"Twilight?" Clone moved up the stairs with what sounded hoof steps. Clone ran up the stairs and hugged Twilight. "Twilight! Thank goodness you're okay!" Clone looked back down at Harley who looked very confused.

"God? Why is my body moving? And why'd you call my body Twilight? And also, WHO'S IN MY BODY!" Harley was very confused. Many would. Clone turned back to Twilight.

"Did anyone find out about you?" Clone asked. "Did you tell anyone?" Twilight shook her head.

"No," she pointed at the door that led to the crazy room with Train tracks, "This crazy human called, 'Joker', wanted me to throw this doctor down this hall to a bunch of crazy humans." Clone shook his head.

"Sounds like Joker," Clone pulled Harley and Twilight to his attention. "Okay, we're going to have to be quick about this. Both of you have to open your mouths wide open so I can do the swap." Harley raised a hoof. "Yes Harley?"

"WHAT'S GOING ON HERE?!" she cried out. Clone turned to Twilight and nodded at her, hoping she would play along.

"I've decided to give you another chance at life, you won't remember anything. The Goddess of Darkness here was just occupying your body until you got back, right Goddess of Darkness?" Clone turned to Twilight and nodded, hoping she would pick up on what he wanted. Fortunately-

"Yes! I am the Goddess of Darkness! And you have earned my respect! Climb back into your body!" Twilight was hamming this, but it appeared to work.

"Really? I get to come back! YES!" Harley bounced around in pure bliss. Clone calmed her down.

"Yup. Now open your mouth and let me put you back into place. Goddess of Darkness, you do the same." Twilight and Harley nodded at Clone, opening their mouths so they could go back to their proper places. Clone pulled out his pen and began orchestrating the core of their characters. A light shined out of each of their bodies and eventually left the bodies after Clone orchestrated them out. Out of the Twilight's body, came an orb of pink and purple energy, looking very unstable. Out of Harley's body, came an orb of purple energy, looking very calm and collected. Clone moved the orbs into their proper places. The chaotic orb into Harley's body, and the calm one into Twilight's. Clone closed their mouths and saw them each collect themselves.

"Oh Celestia," the purple unicorn said, "that was intense." Twilight was in place, but what about Harley?

"You said it . . . who's Celestia?" the blonde criminal asked. Clone nodded and walked over to Twilight.

"How are you feeling Twilight?" Clone asked. She smiled and said,

"Like a million bucks! Thanks for getting me back in my body," Twilight smiled and hugged Clonetrooperkev. He picked her up and materialized a swinging door. First he walked over to Harley and tapped her on the head with his pen.

"Listen, you're going to throw that doctor downstairs. Mr. J's orders!" Harley was dizzy, but she appeared to follow Clone's command.

"If Mistuh J wants me to, I better get to it!" Harley moved over to the doctor and tried waking her up.

"Clone!" cried Twilight, "She can't do that! It's wrong!" Clone chuckled.

"Don't worry Twilight," Clone looked out the window and saw a shadow pass by it. "I think she'll be fine. And Joker will discover some 'bat trouble'." Clone moved to the door and began to move through. He turned behind to see Harley dragging the doctor away.

"Hey boys! I got a surprise for ya!" She woke the doctor up and-

"And you'll have to play Arkham City to see the rest," with that, Clone moved through the door and left the world of Arkham behind.

Once through, he put Twilight down and moved to one of the chairs in the lobby. "Boy I'm bushed!" Clone exclaimed. Twilight frowned.

"You're bushed? I had to survive in an unfamiliar world with an unfamiliar body! How do you think I feel?" Twilight had a point. But Clone looked over and chuckled.

"Terrified? Tired? Excited? All of them at once?" Clone saw Twilight's face move through many different emotions.

"Yeah, but- um . . . still!" Twilight stared at Clone before laughing a little herself. "Why did you call yourself 'God'? Are you full of yourself or something?"

"A little, but I needed to call myself that. I played this one pretty close to the chest. If were discovered, we'd be completely obliterated."

"Why? It's what you usually do isn't it? Go into a world and experience it?" Twilight had been on a few adventures with Clone, but she didn't know the rules yet.

"That was a main canon universe, the Chimera moved in there and made an alteration. If we didn't change it back in time, the result would have been catastrophic." Clone sat up and looked at Twilight. "The truth it, no one would usually mess with a main canon universe without some serious reason, which means Zero," Clone pulled the pin from earlier out, "has got the Pure scared enough to send a monster in there." Clone stood up. "Until the Pure or Zero make a move, I'm stuck without clues. So I'm going to have to wait." Clone looked over to Twilight, who had followed along with what was going on. "But first, we should probably get you home. It's been quite a while hasn't it?"

Twilight shook her head. "No way Clone! You need help with this. If the threat is as serious as you say, you're going to need my help." Clone laughed.

"It's been a while since I had a partner, sure you can handle it?" Twilight smiled.

"It's kind of like what our Discord said to me a while ago, 'If you can't take a little bloody nose, maybe you ought to go back home and crawl under your bed. It's not safe out here. It's wondrous, with treasures to satiate desires both subtle and gross. But it's not for the timid.'"

"Discord quoting Q again huh? Makes sense." Clone looked out at the doors that led to universes of all kinds. "Well, you'll have to handle a lot of bloody noses sometimes Twilight, you ready for work and fun?" Twilight smiled.

"Lead the way Clonetrooperkev. And by the way, I'm not in love with you." Clone laughed.

"Good, you're not my type," the two nodded and set off to a random door. "So I'm thinking . . . an adventure story. That'll be fun."