Dimension: Orbis Terrarum II

Planet: Helios

Specific Location: The Burnt Wastelands

Time: Two Centuries after the Great Rebellion

Helios had once been a beautiful place. It had been hot, no doubt, which was why it earned the name Helios, but it was grand. Lush, tropical rainforests, many different landscapes and biospheres. Once. Now it was a blackened rock, choking with soot, ash, and fire. For Daniel, leader of the Brother's In Arms corps of the dimensional travelers, it was also a place of failure. He had grown up here, fought here, and been recruited by the Paradox here. However, after adventuring through the multiverse, he had found the place overrun by Corruption, a deadly strain of parasitic fungus interdimensionally known as medusoid mycelium, thanks to the demons supplying an insurgency with it in the form of biological weapons. Daniel had burned his homeworld to the ground to keep the fungus from spreading, and now all he saw in the place was failure and guilt.

Daniel sighed, straight-faced, as he looked around at his ruined homeworld. "Maybe this was not such a good idea after all." Although he didn't let any of it show, he was torn up about his homeworld, and the state it was in, but he didn't have time for sentimentality.

Franklin Montgomery flipped his W.A.R. sniper rifle over his shoulder and snorted, "None of us said it ever was. It was your idea to come here after the Quinto Præsidium, our last stronghold, fell to the demons."

Night Shade just blinked. The eleven-year-old traveler prodigy hadn't said anything since Ada Adalbarosdaughter, his best friend, died during Quinto Præsidium's fall. Despite his young age, he had always been a "family man," looking out diligently for whoever chose to team up with him… But it wasn't enough to save Ada, who had her stomach blown through during the final stages of the battle.

Franklin viewed the area with a soldier's eye, he had been in the army even before he was recruited by the Paradox, at age twenty, now at age twenty-seven; he hadn't changed a hair. Calm, calculating, and pretty easy-going.

Daniel turned to Franklin, "I suppose we should stay here for now," he said, "It doesn't look like anything is going to happen soon. We need to hold tight and regroup."

Night Shade, for the first time in five days, spoke, "Regroup? We are all that's left. From what I've heard, the firstborn was killed in a failed mission in the Warhammer 40k universe, and Torrus, who tried to return to us, was killed by Abbadon. I think we are all that's left."

Franklin simply shrugged, "Well, if we are all that's left, than that means we get more experience points for killing the demons."

Daniel just ignored Franklin and turned to Night Shade, "I believe you are right, Night Shade. We need to just hold tight until I can think of what to do. We need to find a way to retaliate. We may be all that is it, but we must continue to make the demons pay for what they have done here, and everywhere else."

Franklin kneeled down, using his sniper rifle as elbow rests. "It seems clear, and the traveler database said that this place hasn't been visited since Daniel… well… you know."

Night Shade flopped down and buried his face in his hands. For an eleven-year-old seeing his best friend get her stomach ruptured, he was taking it pretty well. "Let's be careful, guys. You two are all I have left now."

Daniel smiled and sat down next to Night Shade and threw an arm around him. "We will be fine, Night," he said, "We're safe here."

Franklin, who had been looking off at the distance, stood up, and began to aim his sniper rifle. "Screw you, Daniel, you jinxed it. Demons incoming!"

Daniel eyes lit up with fire as the word "demon" escaped Franklin's lips. Quickly he got up and clapped his hands; the three were immediately surrounded by white flames. "How did they find us?" he said, working to control his rage.

Franklin, who was firing off shots faster than a machine gun, and hitting his mark each time, said, "I don't know. But somehow someone knows where we are, this is just as suspicious as the circumstances surrounding the death of the firstborn."

Night Shade leapt up, and began to conjure rippling bolts of kinetic energy around his fists, and the molecules of his body began to speed up.

The demons, which only Franklin could see at first, came into view… billions of them. Franklin had pulled out his other W.A.R. sniper rifle and was firing them both off at incredible speeds, dropping 20 demons almost every second. "Well, we're dead. Nice working with you two, the Brother's In Arms corps was the best team I ever had, and I used to work with the firstborn."

Daniel had gotten his rage under control and was watching the demons approach. Slowly he extended one hand… he then quickly flicked his wrist. Every square meter for at least a hundred kilometers exploded with fire and thermal energy, decimating at least a million demons. The demons simply ran over the charred corpses of their comrades and continued coming. Daniel did it again, and again, and again. No matter how many times he did it, the demons kept coming back. Soon he became exhausted, and simply stood there in astonishment as the demons kept on coming. Night Shade, who had joined in the fight, was firing a trillion joules worth of kinetic energy in each bolt, the impacts of which literally blasted massive craters in the ground. Nevertheless, the demons kept coming. Suddenly, the massive army just disappeared. Just like that, they melted into nothing.

Daniel blinked. He didn't say anything, just began to analyze the situation. Franklin grinned, but his eyes scoured every meter of ground in every direction. After a long pause, he said, "Well, that was… who is that?"

Immediately the three turned and faced a single being approaching them. It was Lord Abimael "James" Sethson, the firstborn.

Daniel scowled at the firstborn, the two had never gotten along very well. "Firstborn, what is going on? Why are you still alive? Where are the demons?"

James grinned. "Oh, I was never dead, just out of action for a bit. What demons? You mean these demons?" With a slight gesture, the Brother In Arms corps was surrounded by a vast army consisting of the fallen angels.

Daniel began to lose his temper, "What… Have you fallen in with our hated enemy?! TELL ME!"

James rolled his eyes, "Oh, I haven't really 'fallen in' with them, I just have amalgamated myself with their likes for the time being. Why don't you join me?"

"NEVER!" roared Daniel. He unleashed a massive firestorm that turned the ground to lava and shook the planet with massive tremors. After watching the destruction for a minute, Daniel snapped his fingers once, and the storm subsided. James was still there, cloaked in a shield of pure energy, laughing.

"Oh Daniel, you were always the feisty one. And you Franklin, look at you! Don't you remember how I never led you or your friends a step wrong during the battle of Malindi IV? And you, Night Shade, wouldn't you leap at the chance to join the firstborn on a glorious battle to free the multiverse of the tyranny of freedom?"

Daniel looked James in the eyes and said, in a dangerously low voice, "We will never join you. We would rather die."

James rolled his eyes and dropped his energy shield. "You fools, can't you see how you are all going astray? There is no more 'good' in the universe, it's all gone! It's eat or be eaten now, and I think the demons have the good side of things. Come on-"

A shot went off. James blinked, swayed, and toppled over, dead on the ground.

Daniel whirled to face Franklin, who had oriented his rifle in such a way that it seemed like it was on safety, and was simply hanging uselessly by his side… then he had pulled the trigger with perfect accuracy. "Franklin! You just broke the traveler's code!"

Franklin, who was frowning at the dead body of James, said, "No I didn't. That isn't James. The firstborn and I went Malindi VII, not IV."

The dead body of James suddenly flickered, and disappeared, replaced by a hideous creature. Daniel went up and inspected the dead body.

"What the hell is that?" said Night Shade.

Franklin shrugged. "It looks like… Heck, I don't know."

Daniel, on the other hand, suddenly became aware of the situation. "My god… these things are not even supposed to exist here."

Franklin got down on one knee and inspected the dead body as well. "It can shape-shift and can inherit adaptive powers. I know the Grand Devil can shape-shift, but what can do that AND take on powers?"

Daniel got up and said, "As I said, there shouldn't be something that can do both. These things are from another multiverse entirely."

Night Shade blinked. "Another… multiverse entirely?"

Daniel nodded, "There was a brief scuffle between these things and the dimensional travelers a hundred years ago, but the battle was struck from the record books, no one should know of them. Only the firstborn and I knew of them, after all, we were the ones who fought them."

Franklin also got up, "Well, we can't stay here. We have to keep moving. If there are more of these, than we have to get the hell away from here, we have to keep moving."

Daniel shook his head, "I understand, but… we have to tell someone!"

Night Shade sighed, "Yeah? Like who?"

Daniel sighed as well and turned to the other two, "I have no idea. But we can no longer trust anyone."

Dimension: LEGO universe

Planet: LEGO city planet

Specific Location: Bricksburg

Time: Twelve years after the Kragle Crisis

Steve woke up and jumped out of bed. At first he went about his business like it was a regular day. He got up, took a shower, brushed his teeth, and ate breakfast. However, as he ate his food, he noticed the calendar, and the little note scribbled over the box that represented today… Then he remembered.

A week ago, a weird creature stumbled through a portal outside of a Bricksburg University classroom a few minutes after everyone but he had left. It fell to the ground and lay still. Suddenly, it had morphed into a LEGO girl, with a terrible wound in her side, and scars and bruises all over her body. He had rushed her to the hospital, and they had diagnosed her situation as critical. They ejected him from the room and said that she would be in surgery for about a week. He had been so fascinated by the situation that he marked specifically on the calendar the time he could visit her so that he could drop in and ask her about what had happened.

Excitedly, he grabbed a suit and tie and ran to his car, jumping in, he raced off to the hospital. Quickly, he entered in, checked in at the front desk as a guest, and followed an attendant to the room the mysterious LEGO girl was housed in. The attendant left him at the front door and went off to see to other matters. Steve took a deep breath, and eased the door open. He peeked through the crack and saw the LEGO girl, sitting in her bed, reading a book. She looked around and then spotted Steve. She smiled and beckoned him in.

"Hello, who are you?" she said.

Steve cleared his voice and said, "I'm Steve. I- I am the one who brought you to this hospital."

Her smile brightened, "Oh, you are, are you? Well, you have my thanks! I was really hurt."

Steve nodded. "You still are. But… what were you? I saw you as a weird creature, and then you fell over and turned into... well, turned into you!"

Her smile disappeared and she sighed sadly, "Ah yes, truth is, I'm not really a LEGO person. I'm a dimensional traveler."

Steve raised an eyebrow with interest. "Oh! We know of them! They helped the Master Builders during the battle of Demon Hill; 127 years ago right?"

She blinked in surprise. "Yeah. We did. I didn't think anyone would remember."

Steve winked, "I'm a professor in History at Brickberg University."

Her smile returned. "That's wonderful," she said, "Oh; my name is Miranda by the way."

Steve returned the smile. "Nice to meet you Miranda. If it's not too much to ask, why were you so badly hurt?"

She frowned as if in thought. Finally, she said, "I- I don't really remember. I was fighting something… and then I opened a portal to, er, somewhere… and then I ended up here!"

Steve frowned as well and said, "Wow, that sounds confusing. Well, I hope you're getting well quickly!"

She winked, "I sure hope so!"

Steve waved to her and left the room. Miranda stared off into the distance, listening to his footsteps grow fainter and fainter. Slowly she traced a finger down a long, purple scar that ran from he temple to her jaw. Then she brightened. She knew what she had to do. Quickly, she opened a portal to the My Little Pony dimension by her bedside, got up, and leapt through.

Dimension: My Little Pony

Planet: Equestria Earth

Specific Location: Sweet Apple Acres

Time: A year after the death of Regal Crescent

"The Cutie Mark Crusaders will now call their clubhouse to order!" said Sweetie Bell as she tapped her hoof against their pedestal in their clubhouse.

"Uh, Sweetie Bell, we were all waiting already," said Scootaloo.

Sweetie Bell just smiled, "I know, but we can't have a meeting without one of us saying that! It's just how things are!"

"Okay! Let's get a move-on then!" said Apple Bloom, "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"

Sweetie Bell nodded. "We are here for an emergency meeting about Flaming Star and Twilight!"

Scootaloo rubbed her head. "Wait… what? I thought this was about Summer Harvest Parade!"

Sweetie Bell shook her head. "No silly! That was last meeting! You just fell asleep during it! We're here to talk about Flaming Star and Twilight."

Apple Bloom nodded. "Yeah, they've dating for a year now! How many times now?"

Sweetie Bell pulled a face, "361 times, I counted. All they do is order food, ignore it, and just stare at each other for the duration of the meal! How long are they going to do that? It's really embarrassing."

Scootaloo pulled a face as well, "Yeah. They really have to stop doing that and get married already."

Apple Bloom facehoofed. "I think everyone thinks that, but Flaming Star is insisting they 'take it slow.' Some excuse. He's just scared."

Scootaloo brightened up. "Maybe we could slip a wedding ring in their drinks! Then maybe Twilight will think he's proposing, finally, and say yes!"

Apple Bloom then said, "I don't see how that would work. Flaming Star is one of them, er, dimensional traveler thingys, he probably would know what we were doing before we even knew."

Sweetie Bell frowned and sat down. "Yeah, I don't see how we could do it…"

Suddenly, a loud clatter rang outside, and the CMC rushed to look out the window. A bright yellow earth pony covered in scars was dangling from the lower branches of an apple tree, he eyes wide with confusion.

The CMC rushed outside and galloped to the base of the tree and looked up through the branches.

"Hello up there!" yelled Apple Bloom, "Are you okay?"

"I think so," came the reply, "I have no idea what I'm doing."

Scootaloo snorted. "Clearly. How in the hay have you gotten yourself up there?"

There was a pause… "I have no idea."

There was an abrupt snap, and the earth pony yelled, "Incoming!"

She fell straight out of the tree and landed hard on her rump. Dizzily, she stood up and swayed in place. She then shook her head and looked around with clear blue eyes.

The CMC just stared at her.

The pony smiled, "Hello, my name is Miranda. What are your names?"

Scootaloo shook herself out the stupor first and said, "Oh! I'm Scootaloo, she's Apple Bloom, and she's Sweetie Bell! We're the Cutie Mark Crusaders!"

Miranda cocked her head to one side and said, "What's a cutie mark?"

Sweetie Bell blinked. "It's on your flank. Oh no, you're a dimensional traveler thingy, aren't you?

Miranda didn't answer, but looked at her flank. It had a bright star, encased in an infinity sign. "Well, that's pretty, isn't it? Um… what am I?"

Sweetie Bell was still just staring. "Well… you're a pony. An earth pony. Are you a dimensional traveler?"

Miranda eyes brightened. "I am! How did you know?"

Scootaloo answered. "We have two here already! There is Flaming Star and Sunset Shadow!"

Miranda's brow furrowed as she thought. After a pause, she said, "It that… their names?"

Apple Bloom rubbed her chin as she said, "I THINK so. I know that Sunset Shadow's name was originally Joseph Torrus, but…"

Miranda's pupils shrunk and she pressed her ears against her skull as she said, "Torrus… HERE?"

Scootaloo reached up and pattered her shoulder. "Calm down, Miranda. He's not evil anymore! He's our best friend!"

Sweetie Bell gave her a huge smile and said, "Yep! Wisest, smartest, bestest friend we could ever have!"

Apple Bloom raised an eyebrow and interjected, "Um, Sweetie Bell? Bestest ain't a word."

Sweetie Bell rolled her eyes. "Neither is 'ain't'… anyway, I don't remember what Flaming Star's name was originally. Something really long and weird. Do you want us to take you to them?"

Miranda had gotten her emotions under control and she nodded silently.

"Right!" said Scootaloo dramatically, "Then off we go… to Ponyville!"