Part I, Chapter 1: A Parallel Universe

     Today wasn't like any other day.  Today was different.  Today, I was risking my life for something most people won’t give a shit about.  Today is the day my friend and I are doing the impossible.

     “Luke,” I spoke into the phone, “I need you to come immediately.  Don’t question me.”

     “Why?  I’m playing Rock Band right now.”

     “I said no questions.”  I hang up the phone onto the fax machine.

     Twenty minutes after the call, I hear Luke hastily pedaling down the road towards the small gravel pathway leading to my family’s farm.  As anticipated, he questions me.  Again.

     “What’s so important?!  I biked from Clarksburg to damn Taylor County, so what is it?”

     I pause for effect.  “Luke, I am attempting to do something that has been, previously, proven scientifically impossible.”  Luke just stares at me, expecting an answer.  “So what do you think it is?”

     “Um... time travel?”

     “Nope.”

     “Eh... wormholes?”

     “Close.”

     “What?!”

     “Just keep thinking.”

     “Seriously, just tell me.”

     “To put it in simplistic terms, a parallel universe.  Equestria, in a parallel universe.  Made by me.”  Luke just gaped at me in what I believed was horror.  Obviously not, because he burst out laughing.

     “Oh my God!  You’re killing me, Seth, you’re killing me!  Ha!”  I coerce him into finally following me to the shed about a mile up the gravel pathway.  He keeps laughing, calling me random things, almost dying.  I literally have never seen him this hysterical before.

     “And you really did?!  Holy shit, you’re funny!”  I fumble for my keys and unlock the padlock to the shed.  I flip on a generator, powering a light in the shed.  Luke walks in laughing his ass off, whilst I flip a few switches on a large control panel covering one wall.  When Luke finally comes to his senses, he notices the large array of strange equipment surrounding him.

     “Oh my God.  You’re being serious, aren’t you?”

     “What did you think, dumbass?  You have a--” The large black box the size of a French door refrigerator in front of us starts to hum very loudly, eventually leading to the loudness of a jet engine.  We have to yell over the sound to communicate.  “--choice!!  Go with me or get out of this place!”

     “Why should I go with you?”  I yank him into the box with myself and shut the door.  There is no light, but it is soundproof, deadening the deafening noise outside of the box.

     “Why are we in here?” Luke whispers to me.

     “Luke, phone.”

     “What?”

     “Turn off your phone.  Or everybody within a ten-mile radius of this place, including ourselves, will suffer radiation issues due to interference of the radio waves in the box.”

     “The fuck?”  He hesitantly hands me his smartphone.  I quickly open the door and throw it out onto the ground, closing the door before the sound makes us deaf.

     “We have about one minute until we’re transported.  Make sure you stay by my side at all times.” I say to him.

     “What?!  I need to--” Luke questions.

     “Do nothing.”

     “Why?  What did I do to deserve going to a God damned pony world?

     “You’re my only hope of surviving.  You can--”

     “Shit... I guess I gotta come, then...” Luke looks as if he is about to cry his eyes out.

     “You can turn back, but... never mind.  We have a few seconds as far as I can tell."

     "Until what?"

     "Until--" There is a deafening boom reminiscent of a nuclear bomb and everything turns to a blinding white.