Dimension: Unknown

Planet: Unknown

Specific Location: Unknown

Time: Unknown

Twilight opened her eyes groggily. At first she didn't even try to move, waiting for her vision to focus and the ringing in her head to stop. The moment it did, she tried to move, but found that she was stuck. She was strapped to a white metal table, belly-up, spread-eagled with her hoofs and wings clamped down. She tried to use her magic to free herself, but her horn was encased in some leather-like harness that prevented her from using it. She gave up trying to escape and sighed. She then noticed that two strange looking creatures, armed with powerful-looking blasters, standing at the other end of the room. Their faces were hideous, chalk white with large red eyes, and they were looking straight at her.

"H-hello?" she said nervously. One of the creatures turned to the other and said, "the My Little Pony native is awake, send word to him."

The other nodded and quickly exited the room. The other creature strolled up and pointed a blaster gun straight at her stomach. Twilight froze. The two were like this for a couple of minutes. Soon the one who had run off entered. He was followed by one of the most intimidating, yet wondrous of beings Twilight had ever seen. He was twelve feet tall, bipedal, covered in full, white-colored, body armor. His face was encased in a masked helmet. The face-plate had a visor shaped like a rising four-pronged star that was glowing gold. Bands of gold and red colors ran from his shoulder-plates down his powerful arms, around his wrists, to the back of his hands. He truly was a sight.

This being looked at the two creatures and signaled them out. Bowing low, the two creatures complied and scurried from the room. The door shut automatically behind them. The being then turned to Twilight. There was a pause as the two stared at each other. Then he strolled towards her and began to take the clamps and harness off.

"I apologize for this," said the being, "I did not mean for them to handle you so roughly. You should not have been in a posture like this in the first place. I am so sorry."

He then helped her to the ground. She continued to gaze at the being in wonder.

"Are you… the Paradox?" she said in awe.

The being chuckled, "Some call me that, others call me the Unknown, and others call me Artakha. However, when I appear to most, I look like this…"

With that, the Paradox shimmered and burst into an explosion of pure light. His radiance filled the entire room, and Twilight fell to the ground. After a moment, the Paradox transformed back into his original form. He smiled and lifted Twilight's chin. "Tell me about yourself, Twilight."

Twilight blinked. "There's not much to talk about. I'm just a regular pony."

"Oh, but you are much more than that, dearest," the Paradox said calmly, "You are a wonder. You have friends, dreams, aspiration, and they are all pure. In fact, you are the harmony bearer of magic, something incredibly important in the My Little Pony dimension. Your worth is untold."

Twilight blushed, but said, "I really think I'm no better than the next pony."

"Perhaps you do," replied the Paradox, "but there are certain attributes given that perhaps make one 'pony' better than the other. You are a special case, Twilight."

Twilight looked at the Paradox and said, "I don't understand. What's going on? Why did you capture me?"

The Paradox looked at her. Then he sighed, "There is a plan… It must be done. I only need you here for a while, Twilight. You're friends are all safe. Equestria is safe."

Twilight shook her head. "No, it's not," she said, "Equetria is in the grips of war because I failed in a single task."

Overcome by emotions, Twilight sat down, looked at her hoofs and began to weep. She then looked up and said, "Why? Why have you captured me? Why did you stop me?"

"Why do you believe I stopped you, little one?" asked the Paradox, who got down on his knees.

"Well, I was captured by Corona Oscura who wasn't Corona Oscura, and then brought here!" she said.

"Ah, Corona Oscura. You are right, that is not him, it is simply a guise taken on by one of my elite servants."

"Then you… then you're the one who instigated the war against us then!" exclaimed Twilight, who shot up and began to scramble away. "How COULD you?" she said, feeling anger bubble in her chest, "You're the Paradox! You gave Flaming Star his powers! You gave Sunset Shadow his powers! You gave ALL those dimensional travelers powers so that they could spread peace, and here you are, conjuring up war in my homeland as if it was a game!"

The Paradox simply stayed where he was, kneeling down. Slowly his head drooped and he sighed again. After a long pause, he stood up and extended a hand, palms-up. Suddenly a holographic projection popped from his palm. It floated into the air and expanded until it filled the entire room.

"Do you know what Reavers are, dearest?" he said.

Twilight shook her head, still torn between anger, wonder, and sadness.

"These are Reavers."

Abruptly the holographic interface was full of images of humans, who had their faces bloodied, mutilated, twisted, killing and eating other humans. They burned down homes, dragged women and children out onto the streets so that they could skin their prey alive. Twilight gave out a wretched cry of horror and she buried her face in her hoofs, trying simultaneously to block out the sounds and the images. With a slight gesture, the Paradox stopped the images and closed them.

"They exist in the Firefly/Serentiy dimension. They are abominations and they live only to kill. Do you know what a Reaver would do to you, little one?"

Trembling, Twilight shook her head meekly.

The Paradox shook his head sadly. "It would break your limbs. Then it would rape you for hours and hours and hours. Finally, it would skin you and cut off your limbs, forcing you so inch through the dust as your blood flowed into the ground. Finally they would eat you… while you were still conscious. Lower abdomen up."

Twilight covered her ears. After a bit more trembling, she tentatively removed her hoofs and looked at the Paradox. "Why have you shown me these things?"

As if she wasn't even there, the Paradox stared off into the distance and said, more to himself than anyone else, "They are not it, though. In the Warhammer 40K dimension there are the Dark Elders, who feed off your nightmares. In the Star Wars dimension there are the Anzati who eat your brains while you are conscious, and consume your mental essence. In the Star Trek dimension there are the Borg, who will force you to become nothing less than a mindless servant, forced to die at a word without a second thought. In the World of Starcraft dimension, there are the Zerg, blood-thirsty masses living only to consume and murder. In the Earth Prime… Well, in Earth Prime there are humans. Masses of self-righteous monstrosities who cause millions of deaths every sun-cycle."

Twilight, her eyes wide, stared at the Paradox. "What?"

The Paradox turned his head to look at her. "I have been trying for eons to cure the multiverse of a cancer I thought was the most prevalent: demons. However, after those eons of my Brotherhood and I trying to crush them, we realized that they were not the only cancer to be eating away at us. We discovered that each multiverse had some twisted aspect, some monstrous form that manifests itself. No dimension was exempt, all had and still has a exponentially growing cancer. All have diseases so deep that we deem it all impossible to uproot."

"But what about us?" said Twilight in a small voice, "What about Ponyville, and Canterlot?"

"Dearest," chuckled the Paradox, "You universe is not the only My Little Pony dimension. There are others; other timelines where other things occurred. Do you realize, in one of these, Pinkie Pie murders and eats you and your other friends?"

Twilight's pupils shrunk. "W-w-what?"

Paradox nodded his head. "My Brotherhood has been studying the multiverse since the beginning of eternity. We have watched every nook and cranny, and have collected every possible piece of data imaginable. We have made an equation for the fate of the multiverse, and we have made a verdict: the multiverse is evil. There is no way that good will ever prevail."

Twilight shook her head vigorously. "You can't possibly think that! Why would you have given the dimensional travelers powers and told them to spread peace if you knew that they could not win?"

"Simple, I just did. I knew they could not win. I knew there would be an era of anarchy. But it is all part of the plan. You see, we've been collecting the data and processing the equation for eternity, but we only reached our conclusion eight-thousand years ago."

"Eight thousand… does this mean your 'verdict' came when you made Flaming Star a traveler?"

"Indeed. He most certainly is part of our solution, though it might not be in the way he thinks I meant."

"What…? But… what about my homeland? Why have you waged war against it using the Equus-Irrum alliance?"

"The Harmony units are more important than you know, little one. Right now, they are in the wrong hoofs. For our plan to continue, it must be passed on to one who really knows our plans, and understands them."

"You don't need to do this! Just talk to Princess Celestia! She's wise! She'll know what to do!"

"You princess has kept certain truths from you, dearest. I approached her just before Dathan Enosson, or Regal Crescent, planted the tree of harmony. I asked her to perform certain tasks when the time came, she refused. I warned her, but she ignored my reasoning. However, she was so disturbed by our meeting that she has not told a soul about it, even her beloved sister, about it. You see? Ever pony has their faults, and where there are faults, there is the cancer that I have tried so hard to clean."

"But… but…"

"I must go, Twilight. I will return. You will be here for a bit, but do not fret, if all goes well, you will not be harmed. The time is almost here. The plan is in its final stages."

The Paradox then left and the automatic door slammed shut behind him. Twilight thought over the things that the Paradox had said, and sat in a corner fretting for her friends.

Paradox strolled by the guards. As he did so, he said, "I have given her the required information, ensure that she does not escape until I say so."

Dimension: My Little Pony

Planet: Equestria Earth

Specific Location: Sunset and Fluttershy's House

Time: Three days after the arrival of the Brothers in Arms corps

Sunset woke up. The first thing he saw as he opened his eyes was his lovely wife Fluttershy. He smiled and kissed her on the forehead. He slowly sat up, rubbed the sleep from his eyes, and looked around. In the corner was Starlight Amber's crib. The little foal was sleeping peacefully. He sighed contentedly and stretched. Quietly he trotted downstairs and out the door. He cantered through the still-sleeping Ponyville as he made his way to Twilight's house. Knocking on the door, he called quietly, "Applejack? Thanks for watching over Miranda, I'll take the wheel now."

The door opened and a sleepy-eyed Applejack trotted out to greet him.

"Mornin' Sunset! How ya' doin'?"

"I'm doing fine, Applejack. How was your night?"

"A little less than dandy. Miranda is awake now, but I can't tell if she's crazy or normal. Talkin' weird if ya' know what I mean. Weird though, she ain't wailed about a single demon for the last couple o' days."

Sunset's ears pricked up in interest He nodded and said, "Well, you better get back to Sweet Apple Acres for some real sleep. I'll watch over her now."

Applejack smiled and slowly cantered out. Sunset entered the Library and trotted up the stairs to where Miranda was. Miranda was wide awake, and staring out the window. As Sunset entered, she turned her bright eyes to him and said, "Oh! Hello! Who are you?"

Sunset smiled, "I'm Sunset. I'm a friend."

Miranda nodded. "Hello Sunset. It's a wonderful day, isn't it?"

Sunset trotted over to sit next to her. "It is a wonderful day. How was your night? Did you sleep well?"

Miranda gave him a huge smile. "It most certainly was. There were demons at first, but the Light Man scared them away."

Sunset blinked. "The Light Man?"

Miranda nodded. "Oh yes, he's visited my mind for a while now. Scares away the demons. He tells me stuff too. All sorts of stuff."

Sunset nodded slowly. "Stuff. Like... what, for example?"

Miranda cocked her head on one side and she looked off into the distance. "Numbers mostly. Square root of negative one. Two cubed. The sum sign of an equation. The ratio of the circumference of a circle to its diameter. Sometimes he tells me things about Light Men like him."

Sunset was a little worried. Either something extremely interesting was happening here, or Miranda had finally gone completely insane.

"What is the Light Man like?" he said, trying to sound interested and not totally worried.

Miranda sighed dreamily. "He looks like a shaft of light. A human, swathed in golden rays."

"The Paradox?" said Sunset, now genuinely interested.

Miranda turned her bright eyes to gaze upon Sunset curiously. "Who is the Paradox?"

"The one who gave you your powers. The dimensional travelers true leader. The embodiment of good."

Miranda thought about what Sunset had said for a moment. Then she said, "I know of him. My Light Man says he's a liar."

Sunset now honestly thought Miranda was crazy. "What? Soooooo... Your Light Man is not the Paradox, and claims that our leader is a liar?"

Miranda nodded. "He tells me that the other Light Man will kill us. He has a plan. The new plan. 'He means well,' Light Man told me, 'But he is doing it all wrong. We are not all under his rule.' He says lots of other things. But mostly numbers. He's talking to me right now. Hello Light Man!"

Sunset began to inch away. Miranda looked at Sunset. "The Light Man tells me to tell you not to go away."

Sunset sighed. He decided that as long as Miranda was not violent, he could tolerate her. Perhaps he could even talk reason to her.

"He says hello," said Miranda, whose eyes had become glazed over, "He says he wants to say something."

"Tell the Light Man to leave you alone," said Sunset warily, "Tell him that this is your mind, and he has no right to tell you what to do."

Miranda giggled. "The Light Man is laughing," she said, "he says he knows you think I'm crazy. 'She may be a little kooky,' he says, 'But she, as of yet, is the best means of communication. The portals are being monitored.'"

Sunset shook his head. "I don't understand... What are you talking about?" he asked.

Miranda blinked. "He says he knows you doubt. But not for long. He says started your Facebook account in 2008 A.D. Earth Prime years. He says your first picture you posted on it was you holding a Peanuts comic and waving at the camera. He says that you called Abimael an idiot twelve times in total. He says you're afraid that you will accidentally burn your haycakes during the cookoff next week... He also says you were a really awesome FreeFall Tournamet player, but he could get more kills in his sleep."

Sunset was totally confused now. Either this Light Man was really real and was toying with him, or Miranda was psychic and was being rude. What Miranda was saying was true, including the FreeFall Tournament part.

"Tell the Light Man to tell me his real name," said Sunset slowly, trying to keep calm.

Miranda paused. She then said, "He says he can't. But he wants to tell you something."

Sunset nodded. "I am willing to hear it."

"Oh... They're numbers. 27 45 23.2878... Oh, also there is more: -103 21 31.75"

Despite the fact that Miranda had pretty much mumbled the numbers, those integers burned themselves into Sunset's mind. Suddenly Miranda shook her head and looked around.

"I... feel... fine..." she said, as if she could hardly believe it, "No more demons, and no more nightmares. They're just... gone... Along with that bright light..."

Sunset eyed Miranda, who looked at him and smiled. It was obvious she was totally unaware of what had just transpired. Nevertheless, her eyes were clear, and her pupils were not dilating. She was sane. Whatever thing that had invaded her mind and given him those numbers had cleared her mind of the horrors she had endured... and made her normal again.

"Where is everyone?" said Miranda after an enormous pause.

Sunset sighed, his mind still fluttering with unanswered questions. He smiled a little and then said, "Oh, they're out and about, doing interesting stuff and the like. You know."

Miranda winked. "Where are those adorable little foals I met when I fell out of that tree? I want to see them again!"

Sunset smiled. "Their names are Sweetie Bell, Apple Bloom, and Scootaloo. They're the Cutie Mark Crusaders."

"What's a cutie mark?"

"It's on your flank."

"Oh! That's pretty, isn't it?"

IMPORTANT NOTE: Hey guys! Okay, I want to say that I need ONE MORE dimensional traveler. If anyone wants to pitch me an idea for one, please feel free to do so now. Either via review or by PM, send me a name, age, sex, species (human, pony, etc.), physical features, personality, preferred powers, combat orientation (do they fight aggressively, passively, etc.), backstory (if you have a lengthy one, please PM it to me) and whether or not you want them to stay in pony form and adopt a pony name if they go to the MLP dimension. Oh, and to the Brothers in Arms guys: you three can feel free to send me more ideas too if you want another one of your OCs to show up. Thanks!