Emissary Anon: Chapter 9 (Mission's End)

>You move to get up, the sting in your back making it a chore.

>You feel like shit, like everything you had was taken from you, leaving only a morsel of your life left.

>When you find Chrysalis you’ll make her-

>You fall back down, your arms buckling beneath you.

>You won’t do anything in this state.

 

>The soft buzzing of wings dampens your spirits as two changelings land beside you.

>Their heavy breathing leads you to believe they aren’t in the best shape either.

>Even still, you’re in no shape to take either of them on.

>They walk over to you, each step bringing you closer to your fate.

>They stop inches from you, snapping and speaking in their native tongue.

>One brings their head down to yours and bears its teeth.

>Well fuck you too world.

 

>The second fires a blast at your aggressor.

>He falls over, a hole now where his chest used to be.

>You crawl away, the changeling with you every step of the way.

>You grab your blood stone before he can kick it away, hiding it under your chest.

>He kicks you onto your back, grinning malevolently.

>His form cracks and fizzles as he takes a more suiting image.

>One of your father.

 

>”Weak, just as I knew you were.”

>He kicks you again, using both physical and psychological torment.

>”You never were a son of mine. Nothing more than a mistake.”

>He strikes against your skull, forcing you back on your stomach.

>”How does it feel to be a disappointment?”

>He presses his knee into your spine, leaning his head next to yours.

>”Well?”

 

“Feels good.”

>He slams your head against the floor, though you block it with your arm.

“What’s the matter? Can’t finish a wounded opponent?”

>Your words do well to anger him, making his attempts sloppy but strong.

>He places his fingers in your wound, extending and twisting against your fleshy walls.

>”You’re swine! Nothing more!”

“Swine huh?” you mutter, the pain making speech difficult, “Better than trash.”

 

>He raises his hands to hit you again, giving you the time you need.

>As he brings down his fists you forcefully roll to the side out from under his knee.

>He strikes the floor, the cracking of bones music to your ears.

>He howls in pain, cursing and muttering profanities at his carelessness.

>”Come back here you coward!”

>Her morphs again, reverting back to his regular form.

>Apparently he already forgot about his injury.

 

>He instantly falls onto his knees, his hooves shattered from his previous injury.

>The changeling nurses his hooves, completely ignoring you and allowing you to go on the offensive.

>You work onto your knees and lean back, withdrawing the blood stone.

“Sorry about this old fella.”

>You smash the stone against the floor the sound ringing through the ravine.

>The stone stays whole, but in turn catches the changeling’s attention.

>He clicks violently. Even if you don’t know what he said, you know he’s pissed.

 

>You bring the stone down again and again in an effort to destroy it.

>The changeling scooting closer and closer, a waiting game for him.

>After another smash the stone seems to crack, a red mist seeping out of it.

>The cloud flows around your hand, penetrating your skin with a slight sting.

>It works its way up your arm, its essence invigorating all it embodies.

>Strength returns to you, if only slightly.

>Enough to give you a fighting chance.

 

>You pound away, more and more of the mist spilling out.

>His horn glows green as he finally reaches you, hand high for the final blow.

>The stone completely shatters as you bring it down, the flood of red bathing you in its glory.

>He rests his horn on your head, seconds from his devastating finisher.

>With renewed strength you thrust your fist upwards, hitting him in the jaw and casting his head to the ceiling.

>The orb flies out of his horn, travelling outwards away from you.

“Now who’s the swine?”

 

>You stand up and wrap your arm around his neck, pinning him in your armpit.

>He bucks with his back legs, but only manages to hit air.

>You pull upwards and keep his head low, snapping his spine.

>He falls from your grasp completely paralyzed from the neck down.

“Next time, just kill me outright.”

>You walk away with some of your strength restored, but still not at 100%.

>The defeated creature clicks a few times as your back is turned to it.

>He should have taken your advice.

 

>In a final act of defiance the changeling charges up another blast, the green glow giving him away.

>You draw your sword and turn to make short work of him.

>As you approach, you realize he’s not holding back, using every ounce of his energy to defeat you.

>It’s not a projectile he’s charging, it’s a bomb.

>You turn and sprint as fast as your feet can carry you dropping your sword in the mess.

>The light intensifies, a shockwave bellowing from his location as the bomb detonates.

 

>The blast accelerates faster than you do, catching up quickly.

>You take cover behind some rocks in a last ditch effort to escape the explosion.

>Flame engulfs you in your final moments, green the last thing you see.

>Or so you thought.

>You open your eyes seconds later, greeted by the looming darkness.

>The familiar stone walls do not invoke fear, merely curiosity.

>”Don’t think you’d get off that easily.”

 

>You back away from Chrysalis as she walks towards you.

>”I thought I had left you for dead, I see I was wrong.”

“You won’t get a chance to try again.”

>She laughs, “We’ll see about that.”

>”No we won’t.”

>Twilight steps out from the shadows, slightly bruised and worn.

>”I won’t give you that chance.”

 

“Twilight stay back. She wants you to attack her again.”

>”Then she’ll get it.”

>Twilight lunges at Chrysalis who merely smiles and disappears in her murky flame.

>”You might have stood against me evenly before, but now that I have taken Anon’s love, you stand no chance.”

>Her voice circles you teasingly, tearing down your will.

“Your overconfidence is your weakness.”

>”Your faith in your friends is yours.”

 

>”We’ll stand strong, you won’t overtake us.”

>”Then I might have to split you apart.”

“What are you-“

>Spirals of green flame overtake Twilight, closing in on her.

“Twilight!”

>You reach towards her, the flames forcing you to back off.

>”Don’t fall for her tricks. I’ll be back!”

>A portal appears beneath her, sucking her into the earth and away from view.

 

>You’re left alone once more, though you can’t help but feel watched.

>”Alone at last. Oh Anon, how I missed you.”

>You stick to your stance, knowing she could strike at any moment.

>”That isn’t very nice of you, here let’s just change that demeanor of yours.”

>A green bullet tears through the air striking you in the elbow.

>It seeps right through your armor, sending shivers up your arm.

>You begin to lose feeling in your arm, not control just feeling.

>”Isn’t that relaxing, let it flow into you.”

 

>Another strikes your thigh and neck the chilling calm seeping into you.

>It feels so right… You just want to lie down and…

“No!” you scream resisting the temptation, “You won’t will me down.”

>”Disappointing, but a bit premature. We’ll see if you can live up to that statement.”

>Silence follows with her seeming departure.

“Chrysalis?”

>No response, just silence.

 

>”Anon?” Twilight’s voice calls from down the hall.

>”I’m coming Anon.”

>You wait for ‘Twilight’, sticking to your stance.

>She enters the chamber, giving you a look of curiosity and relief.

>”I thought I’d lost you.”

“I’m sure you did.”

 

>She steps closer, only for you to step back.

>”Anon it’s me, Twilight. I said I’d be back.”

“You also said not to fall for her tricks, and I plan on doing that.”

>”You don’t trust me…”

“I can’t trust you, you should understand that.”

>She nods her head, “I do. I could be Chrysalis in disguise. You wouldn’t be able to know.”

 

>You stare at each other awkwardly, each unsure on how to act.

“Where’d you end up?”

>”After I was teleported, just down the hall strangely enough. Seems like a waste of magic to me.”

“Yeah, Chrysalis would be pretty stupid to do that.”

>”Indeed she would.”

>You ponder her answer, not swaying your opinion either way.

>You hoped this would be easier.

 

>”How’re you here?” she asks, “I thought she drained you of your strength.”

“Blood Stone. Use it for light, destroy it for life. Basics of course.”

>”I’m sure it’s much more complex. I’d like to have studied it.”

“It’s magic, doesn’t have to explain shit.”

>She laughs, “Sounds like Pinkie alright.”

>Yeah, Pinkie… You wonder how they’re doing…

 

>”They’re safe Anon, they left before the cave collapsed.”

“You know how I feel about you reading my mind.”

>She shakes her head, “It doesn’t take magic to know what you were thinking.”

>That sounds like the Twilight you know. Maybe she’s the real one after all.

>”H-help me…”

>The soft voice turns your attention away from her and towards the other end of the room.

>A second Twilight enters, her wounds… it pains you to see.

 

>”Anon…” *cough*

>A dribble of blood rolls out of her mouth as she stumbles towards you.

>Not to Twilight…

>”Anon, wait it’s a trick!”

>She’s not fooling you now. You rush over to her, catching her as she falls.

>She can barely lift her hooves they’re so weak.

>The changelings… No force in the world can protect from you…

 

>”You *cough cough* came.”

“I said I would.”

>”Anon listen to me that’s not Twilight.”

>She flinches as you touch her wounds, reeling back from the pain.

>You feel her pain, every cut and scratch. You did this to her, just like Chrysalis said you would.

>Her death is on your hands. Only you had that kind of power.

 

>Tears form in her eyes as she hugs you, clinging onto you for dear life.

>You stroke her blood-splattered mane reassuringly.

“It’s going to be alright, I’m here now.”

>”Tha- nk you.”

>”I’m telling you Anon, that’s Chrysalis! She’s trying to trick you.”

>You look back at her with scorn, still holding onto the wounded Twilight.

>How could she be so naïve?

 

>Your anger turns into a slight grin as you scratch Twilight behind the ear.

“I know.”

>Your hidden blade pierces the back of her skull, driving straight into her head.

>Her eyes go wide as you twist it mercilessly.

“Overconfidence is your weakness,” you say gripping onto her mane.

>She bucks wildly with enough strength to knock you away.

>Twilight helps you back up as Chrysalis’s form shifts uncontrollably.

 

>Her blood shifts from blue to green to red seamlessly as she tries to focus on one form.

>”Im- poss…”

>She falls to the floor, her blood coating the cold stone.

>She spasms, losing full control of her bodily functions.

“Have a little faith Twilight. I’m not as dumb as I look.”

>You watch as the light fades from her green luminescent eyes, leaving them barren and lifeless.

“May you rot in the bowels of Tartarus for all eternity.”

 

>Twilight latches onto you, and you hug her all the same.

>You teased her with your mistrust. You made her think she’d lost you.

>”If you ever do that again I’ll kill you.”

>You tighten your hold, keeping her as close as possible.

“Never…”

 

>Your arm feels almost weightless without your gauntlet on, the extra weight something you grew used to.

>You tug on your folds and peer outwards once more, looking over the crowd.

>Luna sits on the balcony, everwatching for trouble, but you suspect she’s not just here on business.

>The mane 6 stand across from you, healthy as can be now that they’re back to civilized life.

>Flash stands beside you, being there for you through your ordeal.

 

>You find your father in the crowd with a dozen bodyguards surrounding him.

>He wasn’t willing to part ways with you after the war, but he accepted your wishes.

>You nod to him, who firmly nods back, maybe even happy for you.

>Who knows what goes on in that brain of his?

>“I would guess many things.”

>You laugh and turn to Celestia, standing above you.

“Still the snoopy one I see.”

 

>She smiles kindly, “He’s proud of you.”

“Somehow I think that’s a stretch.”

>”He doesn’t agree, but he is. You’re doing what you wish to do, not what he wills.”

“I only hope this works out better than last time.”

>”I’m sure it will.”

>The chirping of birds signals the start, and you look down to the entrance.

“Beautiful…”

 

>She walks down the aisle, her head flushed with embarrassment.

>You share her feelings, but stave off blushing, at least in front of your father.

>The fillies perform their flower display, skipping happily down the aisle.

>Shining Armor stands at her side, escorting her down to meet you.

>He shakes your hand, “Treat her good you hear?”

“Always and forever.”

>He stands behind Flash, taking his place among your fellows.

 

>Twilight steps up beside you, smiling like a little school girl.

“You ready?”

>She nods happily, barely containing her excitement.

>Celestia takes this as her cue, clearing her throat to gain everyp0nies attention.

>”Mares and gentlecolts, we are gathered here today to witness the union of Twilight Sparkle and Prince Anon of Glaemar.”

>Finally the moment that you’ve been waiting for is here. The most important decision of your life, and you wouldn’t change it for the world.

 

>“Love is a special kind of magic, one that cannot simply be broken or torn. It is stronger than any armor, and will outlast the world itself.”

>“These two find themselves under its spell, and even the test of war was unable to shake its hold.”

>”The strength of their commitment is clear. The power of their love, undeniable.”

>”Twilight Sparkle, do you take Prince Anon to be your husband, to care for and cherish, in sickness and in health?”

>”I do.”

 

>”And do you, Prince Anon, take Twilight Sparkle to be your wedded wife, to care for and cherish in sickness and in health?”

“I do.”

>”May we have the rings please?”

>Spike raises them, Celestia placing them on you and Twilight.

“I hereby pronounce you husband and wife.”

>They cheer as you kiss Twilight, eyes cast away at Rainbow Dash’s sonic rainboom.

 

>”I love you Anon.”

>You hug her, tears running onto your back.

“I love you too Twilight.”

>And they lived happily ever after…

>The End.

”Twilight! I finally finished it!”

 

>She butts into your room, looking over your shoulder.

>”So you did, well let’s have a look.”

>She levitates the book away from you, reading it as you follow her.

>The two of you lie down on the couch, snuggling up next to the fireplace.

>”Anon dear…”

“Yes?” you reply expectantly.

>”Stick to your day job.”

>You smile and rub her swollen belly.

>Today was a good day.

 

---------------------------------- Leads to Anons in Equestria -------------------------------------

 

>”Are you sure? We don’t have to if you don’t want.”

“I’m sure Twilight. I’ve seen your home and you’ve always wanted to see mine. I promise this won’t be like my last surprise.”

>”You know it won’t be good for… well…”

>You give her a hug and help her onto the boat.

“I promise, I’ll do whatever I can to protect the two of you.”

>She smiles and leans into you, her legs having trouble standing for two.

“All aboard!”

>You find your room, a nice sized cabin at the stern of the ship.

>She sits onto the bed, fatigued from her journey.

“The journey is by far the best part.”

>You find the small balcony just outside your cabin and watch as you sail away from Equestria.

>”How does it look?”

“Beautiful.”

 

>You grip the railing as an ache forms in the center of your skull.

“Is it just me or is everything really bright?”

>You lean on the rails and grab your sword tight, the pain getting worse.

>”Are you alright Anon?”

>You try to respond but an agonizing rush catches your voice.

>All you can manage is a groan.

>”Anon! I’m coming.”

>As you step forward you trip on the slippery floor, your vision fading into white.

>You await the hard wooden boards, instead met by damp grass and dirt.

“T-Twilight?”

>You look around, the boat gone, instead you find yourself in what looks like the Everfree Forest.

>Twilight, where is she?!

 

>Voices come from nearby and you pick yourself up.

>You track them down, five men on an open field.

>They’re not Erredians, they’re not big enough, though the guy in the burnt shirt has the muscle.

>You eavesdrop on their conversation, mainly just bickering.

>They seem to be just about as confused as you are.

>They’re in the same boat as you, you don’t know how you know, but you do.

>These men look dangerous, but you don’t sense that they’d do you harm.

>”Yeah, and it’s the same as every other guy here if I’m correct,” the big one barks.

>”Except for me,” the guy in the jacket replies.

>”Do what your brother said and shut up. I’m trying to figure this shit out.”

>You step out from hiding.

“That’s something I’d like to hear.”