Multiversal Threat (Pt1)

    I was now in a black limbo, no dream; no nightmare.  What the hell is happening to me?!  I then remembered that technique I developed when I was sleeping: it was for me to break out of my sleep.  I then tried to open my eyes, and move my arms and legs.  They didn't budge.  Before I can try again, something hit me: if I'm dead, then how am I still thinking?!  Soon the numbness in my body began to subside.  Oh thank God, I thought.  As the numbness faded I felt something wrong: my back felt like I was on rock, and my shoulder blades felt like they have something attached to them.
   
    I still tried to fight against my drowsiness, and to my surprise, when I opened my eyes, I was staring at not the ceiling of my room, but the powder-blue sky overhead.  I then closed my eyes again before sitting up.  
   
    "What?" I muttered as I sat up, putting a hand on my forehead.  I noticed another thing wrong: glowing.  as I opened my eyes again I almost screamed, but I yelped loudly.  There was a diamond-shaped marking on my palm!  I know only one character that has that: Firetron the Hedgehog.  My heart stopped for a second, for what I was seeing: I somehow became my Sonic OC: Firetron the Hedgehog!
   
    "This can't be happening..." I muttered to myself.  I slowly got up to observe my new body.  I was wearing the custom-made Diamond Reinforced Obsidian Sheet Armored Suit (D.R.O.S.A.S.), but without the helmet, gloves, or shoe covers.
   
    "Where am I?" I thought aloud, looking around with only my head and eyes.
   
    "You're in Equestria." A voice said behind me.  
   
    It sounded like...I then turned around to see a 4-foot-tall gold pony standing about six feet from me with fire-like mane and tail, with it's eyes a blazing orange.  Spitfire, I thought to myself.  I was still shocked: I'm talking to the ORIGINAL Spitfire!  Though unfortunately, it wasn't the pleasing look I was given, but a curious, saddened look.
   
    "Are you okay?  I saw you crash here, and I thought you were injured, or worse..." Spitfire explained, sounding a bit shy.  What's gotten into her?
   
    "Yes, I'm okay, but are you okay?  You look like you've had a close shave with some...timberwolf!" I replied, hoping that the veteran Pegasus pony would understand my statement.
   
    "I am." She responded.  "Though I've never met some alien before...no offense"
   
    "None taken." I said soothingly.
   
    Spitfire then took a few steps closer to me.  Don't lose your cool, now, I thought to myself.
   
    "I'm Spitfire.  And you are?"
   
   I stood there for a couple seconds thinking what I should tell her: my real name, or the name that is now mine?
   
     "It's Conner, but you can call me Firetron." I finally replied.
   
    She giggled before turning halfway around, and I was amazed by what I was seeing: her wings were folded in neatly against her sides, as well as the back seemed strong enough to carry me.  On her hindquarters was the Cutie Mark: it was of 10 or 12 flames bursting out towards her tail and rump (which were smoothly made).  I was so caught up in such high-definition quality, that I didn't here Spitfire calling me.
   
    "HEY!!" She shouted, making me jump, and shout out in surprise.  "Didn't you hear what I said?"
   
    "Uhh, nope, I didn't.  Sorry"
   
    She sighed before repeating what she said, "I said that I have to take you to Canterlot." Spitfire then opened her wings. "Hop on."
   
    My heart stopped there.  Spitfire's wanting ME to ride HER to Canterlot.
   
    "I never flew open cockpit." I hesitantly explained to her.
   
    "I'll be careful." The golden Pegasus told me sweetly.
   
    I wanted to protest some more, but I knew there was no point in arguing with a veteran flier.  I walked over to her, and placed my hands onto her slick back, and then looked over to her.  
   
    "Ya sure Ya wanna do this?" I asked, still afraid to fly with Spitfire.
   
    "Yes." She replied, sounding a bit impatient.
   
    "Okay, then..." I then hopped up onto the mare's back, and leaned forward to hang onto her mane.
   
    "Hold on tight." Spitfire warned in a playful tone before jumping into the air with her wings flapping.  I panicked and wrapped both of my arms around her neck as I felt the wind pushing against the two of us, threatening to blow me of the mare's slippery back.  I now know the one thing that's obvious: I'm about to meet the real Princess Celestia.

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       Oh, how much this hurts, I thought to myself.  Even though my new body was aerodynamic, it still can't protect my face from the wind, and Spitfire's whipping mane.  At the same time, my arms were aching from holding on for so long.  
   
    "You okay back there?" Spitfire called out over the wind.
   
    "My eyes are juicy, but I'm okay!" I shouted back.  I was able to feel and hear her chuckle with my legs (since I was squeezing then against her sides, and how my left ear was against her neck).
   
    "Well, we're almost there, so try to hang on for a few more moments!" She then accelerated greatly, making my arms and face hurt more.
   
    "A FEW MOMENTS IS ALL IT TAKES FOR ME TO SLIP OFF OF YA!!"  I hollered, but I doubted she could hear me.  
   
    The only thing I can still do was hold on tightly to her as her fiery mane whipped violently around my head like small flames.  I closed my eyes tightly, trying to ignore the pain.  Then the wind quickly died down.  I looked up to see the white and gold tower of a castle.  Canterlot.  I could then feel Spitfire descending.  I still kept a firm grip on her until she landed almost gracefully.
   
    "Whoa..." I gasped, now sitting upright.  The capitol of Equesrtia was actually a massive castle.  The buildings were white with purple-and-gold trims or swirled roofs.  I was put back into reality when Spitfire shook her rump a little, signalling me that I can climb off.  I responded by sliding off her back, and in front of the two of us were two massive doors with colorful patterns.
   
    "The princess is waiting for you in there." Spitfire explained to me.  I felt my heart stop for a second.  Celestia herself is waiting for me?!  I just wanted to run off in fear because that I had NEVER seen a God before, let alone an Alicorn (a winged Unicorn, or a Pegasus with a Unicorn horn) Goddess!  I was so deep in thought that apparently the gold mare that escorted me there pushed against my back with her muzzle.  

    "Okay, I'm going.  And thanks for the lift" I thanked.

    "Welcome" Spitfire replied, sounding a bit more impatient.  I didn't let out a word, and decided to let Spitfire handle the guards, since they can be pushovers.
   
    Once we were inside, I started to feel more comfortable about the palace, but more nervous about meeting Celestia.  

    "I know she's kind-hearted, but it's the questions that she'll ask me that worries me." I told Spitfire.  I understand that the gold Pegasus can be a sweetheart at times, but this time is NOT one of them.  In this Universe, royalty is serious business.  Most ponies would try and even FORCE one to bow down at the sight of any royal being.

    The fire-maned mare just huffed before growling at me in a lowly voice, "Look, you will answer to Princess Celestia when she asks you something.  Am I clear?" No-one snaps at me, especially an adult.  I just wanted to punch her so hard, she'd be paralyzed, but doing it here and now would be the last thing I'd do, since there's enough guards around here to destroy an assault helicopter in a few minutes or less.

    "Yes, ma'am." I grumbled, "but this doesn't mean that I'm going in there without you."  The mare rolled her eyes and muttered something before agreeing with me.  "And another thing, this is my first time meeting an Alicorn, so cut me some slack, okay?" I whispered to her quickly.  Then we walked through the two massive doors.

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     The doors opened quite easily, despite their density, and inside were two guards standing right by --- you guessed it --- Princess Celestia.  Her eyes were a violet-ish purple, and as for her coat; it was a pearlescent white.  Also, her wispy mane and tail were of bright pink blue and green with a modern violet.  I couldn't believe this moment: I was staring at CELESTIA!!!  OH GAWD I JUST WANTED TO GO NUTS RIGHT HERE!!!

    As if on cue, I kneeled before her, and Spitfire bowed.  I then heard the sound of clinking metal.  Celestia's coming over to us...no, ME!!  The clinking came closer, and closer, until it was about 3 yards away, then Spitfire and I rose.

    "Your highness" Spitfire started off, "I have successfully found the object that fell from the void this morning."  WHAT?!?! I wanted to shout out.  I only gave Spitfire a surprised look as she spoke before Equestria's ruler.
   
    "His name is Tronfire." Spitfire continued, "and I believe he comes in peace." She then turned towards me.  "Do you?" The Golden pony asked in a suspicious tone.  My voice was choked up, but I managed to swallow that fear.

    "Yes, ma'am...and...you...highness." I stuttered, still choking on what remains of my nervousness.  "Also, name's Firetron, but Tronfire's fine."

    The Alicorn Goddess stared at me with wonder.
   
    "Where did you come from?" She asked, her voice in a soothing tone.  I was already panicking inside of my own head.  I better come up with an answer fast.  No...just explain to her that you're not from this universe.

    "Well...no offense to you, but I can only tell you that I'm not from this Universe." I finally replied, but I still sounded hesitant.  I mean, I'm TALKING to a friggin' Alicorn Goddess for the love of Airwolf!

    "I understand..." Celestia said, still retaining her calm voice.  "But what about your armor?" She asked, raising a hoof to my chestplate.

    "Oh..." I looked at my armor, then back to Celestia.  "It's obsidian sheet: lighter than obsidian, yet 10 times stronger." The Sun Princess then slowly went up to me.  I held my ground.  When she was about a couple feet away, she lowered her head to where she can see my armor's matte look.

    "Can I see it?" She asked.  I held up my left arm up to her so she can scrutinize the armor better.  After 3 moments, she pulled her head away.

    "Hmm." The princess hummed in thought.  "Interesting." She spoke after a few moments of awkward silence.  I was finally starting to feel comfortable.  I couldn't help but grin a bit at her.

    "Does thing have any weapons?" Spitfire chipped in.  My heart stopped the third time at that question.

    "Well..." I started, looking away awkwardly for a moment.  "It CAN be used as one, but this isn't the full set of armor."

    "And where's the REST of the armor?" Spitfire asked again, sounding serious.  I only shrugged, humming an "I dunno".  Big mistake.

    "Yes you do know!" the golden Pegasus snapped at me, and in response I backed towards Celestia, who then put a foreleg in front of me.

    "Spitfire, he's nervous enough as he is." Celestia defendedly said.  Her left wing then draped around me.  I then felt more in love with the Goddess.

    "He was lost, and you did the right thing bringing him here" Celestia then finished her statement.

    "She's right, y'know." I agreed, thumbing over to the Princess of the Sun.

    Spitfire's eyes then softened, "Right...sorry for snapping at you, Firetron."

    "It's fine." I responded, stepping towards her.  "I've had worse."

    "Really?" The mare asked.

    "Yeah, and I'd rather not talk about it."  I said while turning away from her.

    Soon, Celestia then walked up to the two of us, before saying, "I think there is something that i need to show you, Firetron."  I thought about it for a moment before agreeing with her with a nod, then followed.

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    I was still amazed: I'm right by a Goddess!  Though apparently, we then climbed a massive spiral staircase, which reminded me of my trip to the Moaning Caverns.  Also, I was trying to multitask at the moment: not to trip, not to accidentally step on Celestia's long tail, and not to stare at her hindquarters, since that'll be sexual harassment.  Though unfortunately, I had to try and keep up with her.  I was breathing hard, panting actually.  Then Celestia looked over her shoulder to me.

    "Are you okay?" She asked kindly.

    "Yeah" I gasped, "I just never climbed this much stairs before."

    "Well, we're almost there." Celestia pointed out motivationally.

    I was still gasping for breath.  "How much further?" I wheezed.

    "About..." She then looked up, then back to me before continuing, "Another few flights."  I couldn't help but just kneel down and groan.  

    "It's gonna take only one point twenty-five to make me pass out."  I joked, still heaving in air.

    "I can carry you the rest of the way." the Princess offered.

    "Sure, sure, I don't mind." And about two seconds after agreeing, my body started to glow a golden aura.  I let out a surprised gasp as I began to float up.

    "Don't worry!" Celestia giggled, "It's just me!"  I blushed in embarrassment as she carried me in her Telekinetic grasp the rest of the way up, and when we got there, I was once again surprised.

    "Uhh, Princess?"  I asked as Celestia set me down beside her.  "Why we on the roof?"

    "Like I said; there's something I need to show you."  She replied smoothly.

    "And what's THAT, exactly?" I asked again.  I hope we're not flying.  Unfortunately, I saw the princess get down and opened her wings slightly.  I stared at her wide-eyed.

    "Uhh...I've...I never rode any flying being, except Spitfire on the way here."  I choked.  And of course, we're going to fly.

    "I'll be careful" She calmingly said.  I grinned, then walked to her side.

    "That's what she said" I muttered to myself.  I then sat down upon her back, and brought my legs to her sides.  I then felt a rocking motion, and as a reaction, I grabbed hold of her necklace as she got up to all fours.

    "Now, just hold on tight if you're scared, okay?" Celestia kindly gave me the tip.

    "I'm already scared" I replied, but not in a snappy tone as I hunched down, and held onto her neck before she took off with a graceful leap.  I'm now guessing that if Celestia wanted to fly us there, it's gotta be important.