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"Of course." Galadriel replied. She turned to the Equestrians. "Forgive us, Princess Luna, Lord of Chaos, but we must be going. Skye, can you stay here and oversee the preparations? You as well, Entei. In the meantime, I and Celebrian will oversee the Elves, Didact the ONIs, and Quill and Lockehorn and Boomer the mutants." Galadriel said, before they all disappeared, minus Skye and Entei.

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The ONI were there in seconds. "What's happened?" One asked, removing Didact's chest-plate, revealing the black polymer suit underneath. "What's his pulse doing?" Another asked.
"Three fifty."
"Per minute?"
"No, per second, you moron, of course per minute!"
"That's nearly cardiac arrest, get me the nanite injection."
"That's on the ship."
"Then get the damn ship!"

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Entei stared at the spot where Didact and the other had previously been. "That's just not fair!" He whined. Luna laughed. "Oh, the fun has been doubled!" She cried. Skye shook her head, grinning like a madman. "Ah, she never did shake that habit off ever since Simillarion."

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Minutes later, completely black ship was parked over the building. The ONI ran into the room holding a large injection. The leader of the group grabbed it and stuck it straight into Didact's chest. "Heart rate?" He asked after some time. "Slowing... He's coming around."
Didact groaned. "How do you feel?" ONI Leader asked. "Like crap." Didact groaned. "He'll be alright." ONI Leader said. "But by regulations, we need to take him to the infirmary on his ship and keep him there for a few hours."

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Quill blinked a couple of times. "What just happened?" He asked. Giratina responded "I believe we've been teleported by The lady of Light."

Quill walked, followed by his companions behind and found the Xavier's school for the special. "What the?" Quill said as he pressed the buzzer on the gates. A voice came through saying "Hello and welcome. I believe you are Peter Quill. Please come in. Your friends too." The voice was smooth and a bit old. Quill shrugged again and walked inside. After a while a muscular man was waiting for Quill. He looked up and said "Sup, bub. What's your business around here."

"Me and my friends **points at Giratina, Boomer, and Lockehorn** were sent here to check on Prof. X." Quill said. Suddenly, Logan showed his Adamantium claws at Quill. He quickly retracted them and told Quill to follow. Quill and Logan walked into the school.

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"What do you think you're doing?" Celebrian hissed at Galadriel as they arrived in Lothlorien - or more precisely, what little remained of it. "What do you think I am?" Galadriel snapped back. "Something stupid!" Celebrian replied. "Naneth, this will not help the war against Morgoth! You have to surrender to that Valar-"
"DO NOT try and tell me what to do, Celebrian. If aren't going to help, then leave!" Galadriel hissed, turning around and pointing her newly materialized sword at Celebrian.
"You've changed. And not of the better." Celebrian whispered, taken aback by the sudden outburst. "It's the mortals, isn't it? First Arwen. And then my sons. And now you too, mother? I thought you knew better." Her voice was bitter and venomous.
Galadriel chuckled darkly. "I did, once upon a time. But then I met a particular mortal who changed everything. She helped me not because of who I am, but because I needed help. She helped me cope with death and dying. She would help you too, if you gave her the chance."

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"Now, Skye and Entei, I shall regale you with a tour of Equestria!" Luna declared.

(Just to be clear, we're all in different dimensions or something like that.)

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"Where are the others?" Didact groaned. "Dunno." ONI Leader (from this moment on simply 'Leader'...) said. "They didn't come through with you."
"Damn. Any way to track 'em?"
"We're ONI, sir. We'll think of something. Now, let's go to the infirmary."

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Skye had to admit, as she was shown around the barracks of the soldiers, that there Equestrians knew what they were doing. There were charms on each piece of armor which made the guards look identical to one another. Their weapons varied on the pony types - pegasi got wing blades, unicorns got various odd weapons, and earth poines got spears and lightweight weapons.

Entei suspected that Skye would benefit from having the wings blades attached to her wings. At least, if they were heat and fire resistant to the point where bringing them to the surface of the sun would not melt them. Which he supposed they weren't. But whatever.

"And these, my friends, are the Lunar Division of the Guard!" Luna decreed, as over a dozen ponies stepped up to greet them with a crisp salute. They were all batponies, Skye noticed. She tilted her head, and they smiled.

"I take it they are nocturnal?" Skye asked.

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Didact sat down on the bed while an ONI Medic checked him over. The others were in the radio room, trying to triangulate the teleportation coordinates utilizing the space-time echo from Didact's reappearance.

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(Pretty sure I post more than all of you combined in here...)

"Goodbye." Celebrian said, her tone devoid of any emotion. "Until we meet again - and when we do we shall be enemies." Galadriel nodded. "Navaer, Celebrian."
"Navaer, Galadriel." Celebrian turned away and left Lorien. When she was sure nobody could hear, she broke down in sobs. She was losing everyone she loved, one by one. To death. She might as well dis herself.

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(I don't doubt it.)
Quill was amazed at how this huge wooden building was like. He saw several kids run to class to class. But something was off. They weren't human. They were mutants. " Hurry up kid." Logan called as he began to pick up his pace. Logan stopped an opened a door. Inside was a desk made out of wood and behind it lay a bald man on a floating wheel chair.

"Hello Quill. Yes I know who you are. My name is Chalres Xavier." Proff. X said as he closed a book.
"Uh hi. Can Boomer and the others come in please." Quill asked. Charles nodded.
"I know why your here. Galadriel sent you. I can only send for your assistance Logan, who you just met, Storm, Kitty, Cyclops, Colossos, Ice man, and Nightcrawler."

Boomer and Lockehorn entered the room carrying the contract

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Didact held up a hand to stop the Medic who was still busy trying to find out if there were any problems with his mobility. He replaced his chest plate and stood up. "Am I clear to visit my soldiers?" He asked. "You know that better than I do, sir." The Medic said. Didact thanked him and headed over to the radio room on the Approach where the others were working on separate station's each, each station with a holographic screen. "Have you triangulated those signals yet?" He asked. "Tough to say sir." Leader replied. "It mean, the initial echo from your jump was faint to begin with. We're having trouble holding onto that... now we're talking about triangulation of the same signal in Hierach's know how many dimensions. It won't be easy."
"How long is it expected to take?" Didact asked. "At this rate? Twenty fours hours at least, probably more." The rookie on the team said. "Twenty four hours?" Didact repeated. "Per signal." Leader added. "Wow." Didact muttered, calculating the overall time in his head. "By that time, they will probably have come back anyway."
"Speaking of alternate dimensions, what were you doing while you were gone, sir?" Rookie asked.
"Err... it was a... how do I put this... unique experience." Didact said. "Permission to speak freely?" Leader asked. "Go ahead." Didact replied. "Can you elaborate on that, sir?" Leader asked.
Didact thought for a moment. "Well, we came out in a mirror shop surrounded by armored ponies who threatened us. A few minutes later, we have an audience with a pony named Luna who was way too cheery. We start talking about a treaty when a spirit horse-"
"Spirit Horse?" Rookie asked. "That was a good book."
"Yeah. Anyway, a spirit horse took over Galadriel. It was annoying as hell, so I got to beat up Galadriel for something she doesn't even remember and got away with it. And that's more than most people can do. Then we made that treaty and signed it. Then something happened and I blacked out." Didact finished.
"You mean you fainted?!" The Rookie laughed. "No." Didact growled. "Something happened."
"Yeah, sure, keep lying to yourself, whatever helps you sleep at night." Leader said. "You know what?" Didact asked. "I frickin' hate ONI. Keep working. See if you can get those signals quicker than twenty four hours each." With that, Didact walked out of the room. Rookie looked over at Leader, who shrugged and started examining the complicated symbols that were displayed on his station's holographic screen.

Meanwhile, Jorge was stuck in a large empty space. This must be a sort of nexus of teleporters that will allow me to travel anywhere in the universe. Either that, or it's the janitor's closet. God, I really need help. he thought to himself, observing the large space.

(Cause I love challenges.)

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(Well that seems odd... Well at least for me.Heh Lol, Janitors closet...)
"Hey look. I came here for you to sign a contract that says that your alliances with Equestria, Pokemons, Oni and Etc. for we may be facing a battle of death. So I may need more men than just that." Quill finished as he gave Proff. X the paper. From the window. A person with a red suit waved at Quill from the window. "Hi stranger!" He called out. Proff. X shook his head. "Go back doing your things, Deadpool." Proff. X shouted. Deadpool frowned and walked away.
Proff. X sighed. He sent Quill outside to wait and called in Jean.

"Well this sucks." Quill said as he watched Boomer on the ceiling nap. Kitty and Bobby(ice man) sat next to Quill. "Hi" Bobby and Kitty called out

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Galadriel closed her eyes, trying to regain control of her raging emotions. Eventually, she sat down and began to sob quietly into the sleeves of her dress.

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Luna nodded, pride clear in her voice. "Correct, dear Skye. These are the members of my royal guard, Nightwing, Obsidian, Nightingale, Umbra, Sombra, Nightshade, Daelas..." And so the names went on, until she had listed all of the guards. "They are sensitive towards light, so being in the sunlight hurts their eyes." Entei tilted his head.

"Are those fangs for show?" He asked suddenly. "Because I would give a lot for any fangs that size."

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Jorge wandered around the large room after turning on his helmet's lights. It had multiple levels and he decided he would explore the one he was on now completely before moving on.

Didact was outside the Approach, not really doing a lot. He would help the ONI soldiers inside, but they knew what they were doing better than he did. At least, they seemed to. He decided to check on them again and got up to walk back inside the Approach.

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Galadriel eventually stopped crying and went inside, to the middle of the dead forest. There, surrounded by greenery, was Arwen's grave. She closed her eyes and paid her respects to the Queen of Gondor, but did not linger. Eventually she passed on to where she wanted. Her old garden. Her eyes deftly cast out for the items she had hidden there long ago. Soon enough, she had found them, covered in leaves and dirt. No matter. She removed the offending materials easily, and there they were. The red book of westernmarch, a silvery wand, a torch, an arakh, and a dragon saddle. She sighed and collected all the items.

(We finally find out what Galadriel's been up to the past 2 billion years...)
(Feel free to try and guess where she got the stuff from)

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(I'm gonna take a wild guess and say somewhere in Middle Earth. My knowledge goes no further than that.)

"Any progress?" Didact asked. "Same as ever." Leader replied. "You guys need anything from the supplies, go right ahead." Didact offered. "I thought you hated us." Leader smirked. "I'm leaving Beowulf with you." Didact said. "Look, now he's cursing us." Rookie moaned sarcastically.

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(The first one? Yeah. The others? Not really. Also, Neverlight just joined.)

Galadriel stowed the book, the saddle and the blocky torch away in another place. The arakh she strapped to her waist, along with her sword, and the wand she slipped into a holster attached to her arm designed specifically for the object. She took a step back and appeared in front of Didact.

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(Yeah, I'm aware. I'm just waiting for him to 'scare the life out of Jorge'.)

"Woah." Didact said. "We really need to get a bell or something for you, you do that way too often." He muttered. He looked at the items. "Am I allowed to ask? And guys, you can stop working on the third signal."

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"You are allowed to ask. And I will not wear any and all bells, thank you. Let us say that it involves my bigoted uncle and his sons." She said. She took a look at the data in the screen. "I really need to work on that masking layer." She muttered, annoyed.

(Good for you.)

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