Dimension: Warhammer 40k

Planet: Krieg

Specific Location: The Red Expanse

Time: The 17th Millennium

Lord Abimael "James" Sethson telepathically contacted his team as they stood outside an old demon fortress.

"Okay team, the traveler database said this place has been deserted for two thousand years, but my sources say otherwise. There should be a dimensional-nuke factory in there somewhere, and we are going to find it, disable it, and kill whoever had the idea and burn their plans."

"What if they are fellow travelers, James?" a voice answered back. James recognized it as the voice of Roger, his team's brains.

"This era of anarchy might be tough, but that means we must be examples, guys. If we find them, apprehend them. There will be no traveler code-breaking today."

"Roger that boss-man," answered another voice, Brandon. The team's muscle.

James nodded, his team was backing him. "Alice, I am going in, keep your sniper rifle trim, because we will flush out as many as we can. Brandon, follow me up. Martin, escort Roger to the control room safely. Roger, get control of their security and shut it down. Miranda, get our extraction ready. Here we go."

Immediately James moved in, with Brandon right behind them. First hallway: clear. Second hallway: clear. Third hallway: clear.

"Um, boss-man? I think your accurate sources were less accurate than the traveler's database this time." Said Brandon.

James nodded slowly as he pulled out his anti-demon magnum. He pointed it nonchalantly at an emancipated curtain to his left and pulled the trigger. The blast struck the mark, but instead of the curtain crumbling to nothing, a demon uncloaked, with a hole in its middle, and collapsed to the floor.

Brandon stared at the carcass for a few seconds. "Oh… well… yeah."

James smiled as he contacted the rest of his team. "Alice, they know we're here. Martin, pick up the pace and stay near windows so Alice can cover for you as long as she can."

A flurry of "roger" and "got that" answers came back at him and James nodded decisively: they were ready.

James and Brandon continued to move in deeper. Suddenly, James stopped in front of an average-looking door. Peering closely at it, James turned to Brandon and said, "There are at least twenty demons behind this one. Brandon, take the front while I sneak around. Don't get killed or I'll kill you."

Brandon grinned and lumbered to the door. With a single punch, the door exploded… and twenty demons lurched towards Brandon. This would have been regularly terrifying if not for one fact: Brandon was armed with a Quad-Gatling-Gun, the highest power handheld weapon in the multiverse. In seconds twenty demons had become ten, and the survivors attempted to scurry to cover only to find James waiting them. Then ten became zero. Brandon slowly moved in and the prepared to move into the next room. Looking it up and down, James turned to Brandon and said, "There are about forty behind this one, prepare a singularity grenade."

Brandon grabbed one from his belt and hoisted it in the air, James kicked down the door and ducked as Brandon hurled the grenade into the room. It went off and a small black hole formed for ten whole seconds, emptying the entire room of any contents… except demons. James looked in… no demons? He had been wrong? How was that possible?

Still staring suspiciously into the room, he signaled to Brandon and said, "That's weird. Brandon, on my six. Let's move… Brandon?"

He turned to see Brandon staring straight ahead blankly, with a demon spear through his heart. James turned to see at least fifty demons charging him from behind. Behind? How did they circle around? How was that possible? Brandon, dead?

With a yell, James charged the fifty demons, immediately engaging them and getting the upper hand. However, as he fought, he heard a myriad of voices in his head… his team, contacting him telepathically.

"James! This is Martin! We're under attack! Alice isn't supporting us! Where is she-"

"James! This is Miranda! I found Alice dead! What's going on-"

"James! This is Roger! Martin is down! They're everywhere… OH MY GOD-"

His team was dead. It was over. James went nova... something he had not done for over two hundred years. Immediately the entire room, and half the planet, was demolished. Surveying the damage, James then realized that there had never been a weapon factory here… he had been tricked… and his teammates were all dead because of it.

Exhausted and flabbergasted, James sank to his knees. He had lost. For the first time ever, he had lost.

He shook his head as if trying to clear it… but his head had filled with a red mist and a loud buzzing noise reverberated in his head as his stomach flipped back and forth. He… had… lost. As this phrase bounced around his head, he began to think about how terrifying it was… considering who he was.

James wasn't your typical dimensional-traveler. In fact, James wasn't your typical SPECIAL dimensional-traveler. James was the firstborn… he was the beginning. James was the most powerful and most respected of the travelers, and he was the first being ever to be made a dimensional traveler by the Paradox. He never lost, and he never failed… until now.

James stared at the ashes of the burning fortress as he went over these very facts in his head. Had he lost his touch? Undeniably now. He was eight thousand years old, though he still resembled a twenty year old, and perhaps an argument could be made that he still acted like a teenager… but James knew one thing… he had lost it, his skills were diminishing almost as fast as his hope.

He, like Joseph Torrus, had been betrayed more in the past ten years than in the entire eight thousand years of his life, but unlike Joseph, he had remained strong. He was the firstborn, the example, and he intended to carry out justice until his dying breath. And then the most awful realization of all hit him… Brandon, Alice, Martin, Roger, and Miranda… they had been the last know travelers to still uphold the code… and they were dead. James was all alone. The travelers were gone. There were no more inter-dimensional superheroes, no more white knights of the multiverse now… there were only rogues and traitors. Abimael "James" Sethson staggered to his feet. He had just gone nova, and he could feel the drain of energy eating away at the edges of his vision, if he didn't find a place to rest, he would pass out, and the collapsing planet would consume him. Quickly he searched through the myriad of locations of dimensions stored away in his mind, and he soon realized all his hideouts had been destroyed by the traitors and all his favorite dimensions were overrun by inter-dimensional mercenaries. Then, in the back of his mind, he recalled a single dimension that was so remote, that it might be free of all the terror that the era of anarchy had wrought… the My Little Pony dimension. Staggering slightly, James opened a portal directly into the dimension's home planet and he walked, shaking, through.

Dimension: My Little Pony

Planet: Equestria Earth

Specific Location: Sunset's and Fluttershy's House

Time: 1004 years after the defeat of Nightmare Moon

Sunset awoke feeling immensely braced. He had been here for two years and counting now, and all was well. He had a beautiful and loving wife: Fluttershy, and everyone on the planet respected and loved him. In fact, many hailed him as the next Starswirl the Bearded, and the next revolution of the era. Sunset had brought many innovations to light in the past couple of years, including electricity (and yes, video games), clean energy, and the internet. The planet was at complete peace with each other, and relations with other countries were healthy and friendly. And best of all, they had a large, wonderful new house… and even better than that… a baby pony was on its way.

Sunset trotted downstairs, while trying to pull off Angel who was insistent on gripping his left ear, and was met by Fluttershy. They quickly kissed and Sunset said, "Good morning! How's the baby?"

Fluttershy sat on her haunches and patted her slightly bloated stomach, "She's all right I think," said Fluttershy, "she's even started kicking. My, I cannot tell you how surprised I was when she started. Listen."

Sunset slowly walked up and put an ear to Fluttershy's stomach. Faintly, he heard a "thump... thump..." To Sunset, it was the most beautiful sound he had ever heard.

Sunset grinned, "You up for a walk to town? I think we should celebrate with some cupcakes!"

Fluttershy stood up and nodded readily, "Oh yes, I would love that. But let's have breakfast first. Riiight, Angel?"

With that, Angel hopped off Sunset's head and dove into a large bowl of lettuce.

Side-by-side, the two ate quietly, simply enjoying each other's company. After they finished, the got up and left quickly without saying a word. In a few minutes, they made it into town. As Sunset walked, he was joined by Rainbow.

"Nice morning, Rainbow!" exclaimed Sunset, "You've really outdone yourself this time!"

Rainbow winked, "Nah, that's impossible, even for myself! Hey Fluttershy!"

Fluttershy smiled up at her, "Hey Rainbow Dash! How are you?"

Rainbow floated on her back as she kept pace with Sunset, "Same-old, same-old. Kinda bored actually. Oh! Sunset! Let's race!"

Sunset rolled his eyes, in the entirety of the two years, the two had only raced twice. Both time ended in several successive rainbooms, and both time they had ended up in a tie. "No Rainbow," said Sunset, "unless you want to help rebuilding the entire town again, I think not."

Rainbow pouted a bit, but soon recovered. "Yeah, yeah, whatever. See you all later." With that, she rocketed into the sky.

Fluttershy and Sunset continued to Sugar Cube Corner. As they entered, Pinkie Pie dashed out to meet them!

"Well! If it isn't may favorite ponies of all time?! Here' s some cupcakes I reserved for my friend friend friend friends!" With that, she shoved a whole box of delicious cupcakes into Sunset's hoofs. As soon as she did that, Pinkie said, "I actually got to skedaddle right now! I have some stuff I need to do! A lot of bouncing to be done!"

With that, Pinkie skipped off, humming a little tune. Sunset looked at the huge box of cupcakes. "Well… I don't think it would be a good idea to eat these all."

Fluttershy nodded, "Oh no, not at all. Let's take some to Twilight!"

Sunset nodded and they quickly trotted off to Twilight's library. The knocked on the door, and Spike answered it.

"Well hey Sunset and Fluttershy! How are you guys doing?"

Sunset nodded graciously, "We are just dandy Spike! How are you?"

Spike bowed, "I am fine, sir. Would you like to speak to Twilight?"

Sunset nodded, and tossed Spike a cupcake. Spike left, munching it, and soon Twilight appeared.

"Hello everypony!" Twilight exclaimed, going up to hug Fluttershy and Sunset, "How are you?"

"We're just fine, thank you," said Fluttershy, "how about you?"

Twilight gave her a huge smile, "I'm fine, thanks! How's the baby?"

Fluttershy returned the smile, "She's fine. Thank you for asking. Oh, would you like some cupcakes? Pinkie Pie gave us a whole box of them."

Twilight nodded her head, "Yes please!" Fluttershy handed off a couple more to Twilight, and they parted ways.

"I guess we should go home to eat these," said Sunset as they walked away.

"Oh, we should go to our special spot. Just for a little bit at least," replied Fluttershy.

Sunset nodded, "Okay, good idea!"

As they passed town square, Sunset noticed a large gathering of ponies. Curious, Fluttershy and Sunset trotted over… Sunset then noticed that a pony was lying in the middle, quite still.

"Out of the way please!" exclaimed Sunset, "somepony call an ambulance!"