Event Horizon

“Heart, what in the name of all sane things is that?” Fleetfoot said, backing up out the door and hiding behind the wall, having been joined by Soarin, Blaze and Spitfire, their heads peeking out at different levels like something out of a kids cartoon.

“I have no idea. I haven't really gotten close to whatever it is due to the smoke, and the occasional fire. Now, I need you guys to come and help us, it may be hurt, or dead.” Heartbeat said, having retreated behind the wall as well due to the smoke returning.

“What about this! We close the door, go outside, and go get something to drink, forgetting this ever happened?” Blaze said, having already started walking up the staircase before Heartbeat grabbed her by the collar of her Wonderbolt polo, pulling her back down to where the group was.

“Not so fast there tiger. You’re going to stay here, and help us, and that means all if you,” Heartbeat stated, letting go of Blaze’s collar, before standing on the stairs to prevent anyone else from trying to escape. “Now, I am going to need you guys to use your wings to push some of the smoke out of the way-”

“Wait, how do you know that whatever in there is alive?” Soarin asked, peering back into the hanger, but unable to see anything due to the massive amount of smoke that had suddenly returned.

“Well...I thought that the large, black object in the middle of the hanger that does not look like a rock would seal the deal, but I’m not really that positive, which is why I need you to move the smoke away. So, are the brave Wonderbolts done hiding now?” Heartbeat said, smirking at her choice of words. Soarin and Blaze looked at each other, before Spitfire and Fleetfoot groaned in annoyance and walked into the hangar, each of their powerful wings forcing a path into the smoke.

Blaze and Soarin looked at each other, then pretty much ran flat out to join their Captain and teammate in helping moving the smoke, not wanting to be left out, even though they were scared beyond belief that the creature inside the smoke might wake up and eat them.

The smoke had gotten very thick in the last minute, and was putting up a fight as they tried to push it out of the way, but slowly they pushed the smoke away enough to make a path, and then the shadowy object became visible once again, forcing the four of them, even Spitfire into a cold sweat. As they got closer and closer, the shadowy object began to get less and less shadowy, and more and more clear.

“Spits, this is a bad idea,” Blaze said, the butterflies in her stomach now turning into angry hornets, which was not a pleasant feeling.

“Blaze, just keep moving your wings,” Spitfire said, having the same feeling in her stomach but not to the angry hornets stage just yet.

The smoke had finally admitted defeat for the most part, and the four, with Heartbeat right behind them, got their first clear look at it, and were shocked to put it lightly.

Instead of seeing some black rock, or an alien with massive tentacles and fangs ready to suck the life out of anything that it wanted to, the creature they were looking at was rather...normal looking, if the shape was its true shape and it did not morph into a shape.

It had exactly the same body shape as them, with two legs and two arms, and a head. But unlike them, it did not appear to have any wings, but it was covered in this midnight black suit covering from head to toe. As much as it gave them a breath of relief that it was not the terrifying tentacle creature that they thought it was, it did raise a lot more questions.

“Uh...Does anyone else feel really stupid for thinking that this person was an alien?” Blaze said, chuckling a bit. The rest of the group looked at him, then back at the ‘person’ lying on the ground, not moving a single muscle.

“Uh Blaze, could you tell me how you figured out that this thing is not an alien?” Fleetfoot said, wondering how Blaze knew this. “Because I don’t see it wearing a flashing neon sign that says ‘Don’t worry, I am not an alien’.”

“Because what kind of alien would look exactly like us? I mean, the chances of that are insanely low, like smaller than-” He did not get to finish his joke before Spitfire cut him off.

“It may have the same body shape of us, but since we can’t look at what it really looks like directly to the suit on it, it may have an entirely different body than us. You know the saying, don’t judge a book by its cover.” Spitfire said, mentally thanking herself for watching all those Sci-fi shows.

“Huh, I never would have thought about that one...How do you know so much about this stuff Spits?” Blaze asked, looking at the slight grin on Soarin’s face. Spitfire gave no answer, but Blazes quest for the answer was cut off by Heartbeat pushing him out of the way and taking a seat next to the creature, unslinging the medical bag off her back and beginning her work.

“Hey, can you two help me get this thing on it off its face...I think.” Heartbeat said, pointing to Blaze and Soarin.

“Uh... I ain’t touching that thing,” Soarin said, getting a nod of approval from Blaze as both of them moved back a bit.

“Why not?”

“Because I have no idea where the hell that thing has been, or what it has on it,” Soarin explained, wishing he had a stick to try to poke it.

“Oh for the love of Celestia, I’ll do it,” Spitfire exclaimed, walking over and sitting down next to Heartbeat. They got ready, counted to three, and then carefully flipped the creature onto its back, exposing a brand new view of it.

The helmet on its head had a piece of black, glass like material on it on this side. Spitfire guessed that it was a visor to allow the creature to look out, while not being able to be seen from the outside. Heartbeat wasted no time, laying her head on its chest, trying to hear a heartbeat of some kind.

“What are you doing there Doctor?” Soarin asked, having returned from walking away.

“Trying to see if I can hear a heartbeat of some kind to tell me if this thing is still alive,” Heartbeat said, trying to concentrate on hearing it, but Soarin was still talking.

“If this is the same thing that flew down through the stadium, and from that massive hole it probably is the same thing, I really really doubt that this thing is still alive. The force of that must have been insane-” Soarins little rant was cut off by Heartbeat raising her right arm. She put her head back on its chest, trying to see if what she heard was something else.

Ta thump....Ta thump

A smile broke out on her face, and she slowly stood up, a grin on her face. The rest of her group stared at her, before realising why she was smiling.

“You have got to be kidding me! That thing is alive?” Fleetfoot said, shocked at these turn of events.

“Yeah, come here and listen,” Heartbeat offered, which Blaze, Soarin, Spitfire and Fleet turned their heads and scratched their necks, still somewhat turned down by the offer to touch it, even though Spitfire just had.

“Well, you guys are going to need to help me and Green load it onto the stretcher,” Heartbeat said, motioning Green Thumb to come on in. He had been standing in the stairwell due to him as an earth person having a similar problem as Heartbeat with the smoke.

“Uh...Care to explain why we are loading it onto a stretcher?” Soarin asked, backing up a bit more.

“Because we are bringing this thing up to the medical center so I can check to see if it is alright, and to get this suit off it?” Heartbeat said, guiding Green on where to put down the stretcher.

“Uh, you do realize that this is our base, and I don’t think having an alien here is a good idea. What if it tries to kill us? Or eat us? Or...probe us?” Blaze shuttered, trying to think about something happier.

“And as the teams head doctor, I have the right to allow any and all creatures to stay in the medical area in which are in need of medical help, and I say it qualifies as one. Now, I am going to need your help opening doors alright?” Heartbeat said, having showed Green where to put the stretcher and now guiding it into position.

“Wait, she can do that Spitfire?” Fleet asked, turning towards her captain.

“Yes, she can. And besides, I was going to allow her to take care of it anyway. Now, what do you need us to do Heart?” Spitfire said, shocking her teammates.

In the time Spitfire and Fleet had talked, Heart and Green had managed to get alien onto the stretcher. During this process, Heart had noted that one of its ‘arms’ and a ‘leg’ were in odd positions, possibly meaning that they were broken during the fall, but she had to get the suit open to make sure.

“Can you guys open the door for us?” Heartbeat said as she picked up one side of the stretcher, with Green wordlessly picking it up as well.

Soarin and Blaze looked at each other for about the tenth time in the last five minutes, before admitting defeat and opening the door while keeping as far of a distance away as they could from the thing, because the last thing they wanted was for it to suddenly wake up.

After climbing up the staircase, and nearly dropping it four times, Heart had finally reached the fairly dark hallway which led out of the hanger. Since it was nearing around eight PM at night and most of the lights were off, it gave the place a creepy feel.

“Uh...Maybe we should go and turn on some of these lights?” Fleetfoot suggested, a bit creeped out herself even with the creature feet away from her.

“That would be a good idea...Also, how are you going to explain the massive hole in the hangar door Spits? I mean, it is not exactly the most invisible of things,” Soarin asked, opening the main door the led to the Medical part of the base.

This surprised Spitfire in a way. With everything that had been going on, she had completely forgotten about the hole in the hangar door.

“Uh...Oh! If no one saw it hit, then we can just cover it up with some plywood, or get a Magic person up here to fix it quickly before the press finds out,” Spitfire said, saying the first thing that came to mind.

“Plywood?” Soarin responded with a laugh.

“Yeah. Spray paint it grey, then tape it to the door until someone can come and fix it. It’s genius!”

“...You know what, go ahead Captain. As soon as this is done, I am going to go and take a very, very long shower and try to un-mind fuck myself. And yes Heart, I know about the door,” Soarin said with annoyance, opening the door that led to the ICU of the medical base, a place that he was very happy that he had not yet been a patient there.

“Alright, thank you guys helping. Now, I am going to ask that you let me do my Job, and you guys do wha ever it is that you are going to do.”

“Wait, don’t you think that someone should at least say outside here to make sure that if that thing does wake up, that you can subdue it. Also, where is Dr. Stitch? I have not seen him all day,” Blaze remembered, wondering where the other Doctor was.

“He called in sick today, and I have Green with me. I think I will be fine,” Heart said with a small smile as she closed the door to the ICU, leaving the four Wonderbolts standing outside in the hallway.

“So...Anyone up for creeping on them?"  Blaze asked as he motioned the classic 'put your ear on the door and listen'.

Four smiles suddenly appeared.

With a sealing zip the door to the ICU closed, separating Green and Heart from the outside world. Green had already laid the alien onto the table, while Heart started on grabbing some tools and instruments that would be needed.

Once she had gathered the tools that she needed, she set them down in several places next to the table for easy reach for her to grab. Since she was one of the few Unicorn people on the Wonderbolts medical team, she could easily grab most of the stuff next to her and safely lay them down on the counter.

“Green, I am going to need you to act as a somewhat nurse for me. Up for it?”

“Uh...I guess. Is it like taking care of trees?” Green said, looking a bit confused at the question. The Earth person was known as one of the best groundskeepers in all of Equestria, and for a good reason.

“Uh...I guess?”

“Alright then, what do you need help with Doc?" Green asked, acting very calm compared to everyone else.

"First off, do you have any idea on what tools or things we should use to try to get this suit open? If we can't get it open, then there is pretty much nothing that I can do from out here to help it at all," Heart stated very professionally, having already begun to magically disinfect some of the tools that she knew that she was going to need to use.

"How the hell would I know what tools to use on a space suit? I'm a groundskeeper, not a space suit opener. Why don't you go and open it up with magic?"

"Because for one, I have no idea how magic will affect it. It could kill it, or injure it even more. So, I am going to be using to old fashion techniques on it. On that note, before we cut open anything, I am going to put a quarantine  field around it so that if it carrying any foreign bacteria or viruses on it, we will be safe."

"Going to take your word on that and not argue. Also, you should try a regular old knife first, then go from there," Green said, slowly backing up as he was not fond of catching an alien plague of doom.

"Alrighty then, regular knife it is. Now, I would suggest that you back up a bit, unless you would like to be in the quarantine field as well," Heart said as she backed up herself, with Green joining her.

All the tools and medicine that she might or would use was currently next to the bed so that she could use them while the field was up, and safely work on it without the risk of contamination.

Heart mentally prepared herself for the spell that she was going to cast, and soon a clear, but visible barrier had been erected  sounding the creature. It offered a perfect view for the operator, as a magnifying spell had also been added to it.

"Wow. Never seen one of these before," Green remarked in awe at the spell. Heart turned to Green, a slight smile on her face.

"You can leave if you want Green, this might get a bit messy."

"As much as I would like to say yes to that offer, I think I am going to watch this," Green said, sitting down in one of the Doctors chairs that was in the room.

"Your choice. Now the careful, but really fun part begins," She said with a grin on her face as she magically grabbed a knife, which accidentally gave her the look of a mad Doctor you would see in a B-rated horror movie.

The knife floated up as Heart concentrated on positioning the knife in the perfect position to attempt to open the suit. She slowly moved the knife down, before it was only an inch away from the suit.

The green aura of her magic danced off the void like color of the midnight black suit. She took a big breath, not wanting to mess up.

The knife touched the suit as close as she safely could to the same midnight black helmet. Heart opened up a magnified view of the contact. She took one more big breath, before pulling the knife toward her. The suit, which she assumed would be hard and immobile, surprised her as it stretched with the knife which denied the knife a straight and easy way to cut. She moved the knife back up, before sitting it back down and pulling it with a bit more force, but to her disappointment she got the same results.

"Well, this is working fantastically."

"Ah...Heart. Instead of trying to cut the space suit, maybe you can just unzip it."

Heart tuned to face Green with a look on her face that Green could not really recognize. It could be anger, or sadness, or 'I'm going to throw you off a cliff.'

"A zipper?"

"Yes, a zipper. Like the one that I am looking at right now zipper," Green stated, pointing his finger towards what was by their standards, a zipper of some sort. It was the same midnight color as the rest of the suit, and you could barely see it unless you were looking right at it. It ran down the middle of the suit, stopping where it separated into the creature’s 'legs'. As Heart inspected the zipper more, she saw that it was nearly a fingers width from where she had attempted to cut the suit open.

"You know, that does make this entire thing a lot easier. Nice catch Green, I knew letting you be my nurse so to speak was a good idea. Now, the hard part begins," Heart said after swallowing her pride.

"That was the easy part?"

"Yeah, now I need to begin the part that is not as easy as zipping a zipper, but a hell of a lot more exciting."

"And that part would be?"

 "Green, unless I am mistaken, the rest of our little group is sitting outside. Please go ask them if they want to come in watch this for a short moment of time please,” Heart said as she turned to face a confused looking Green Thumb

"Ok...? Can you stop being so cryptic and tell me what you want me to tell them," Green remarked, a tad bit annoyed at the cryptic messages Heart kept telling him.

"Ask them if they want to come and watch me open it, followed by if they wish, to watch me try to heal it," Heart said, a twisted grin on her face. As soon as she said that, she heard a small noise from outside the door to the room. As Green walked over to open the door to go ask them to come in, Heart swore she heard a small mumbling before Green opened the door...

And four Wonderbolts crashed onto the floor below, scaring the crap out of Heart and taking Green down with them into an awkward hug with the floor.

Heart, having taken cover behind the office chair in a panic looked down at the pile of wings, legs, arms and other body parts that were currently on the floor in a big, moving and complaining pile.

"What the hell was that?"

"Whose wing is that?"

"Blaze! Move your foot, we aren't on a date!"

"Sorry Fleet."

"Echo and Blaze, doing stuff with feet."

"Pfft."

"Shut up Soarin!"

"Hey, Spits laughed too."

"What, it was funny...somewhat."

"Hey, here is a idea. What about we try to get untangled?" Green said, not very amused with the current situation.

"That would probably be for the best. One, two, three, everyone try to stand up," Spitfire exclaimed as she and the group somehow managed to get out of the pile without falling over again. Everyone dusted themselves off, some in different places than others.

"Mother of Celestia Blaze, that hurt," Fleet said as she massaged the side of her breast where Blazes foot had attempted to tunnel through.

"Heh, sorry about that Fleet," Blaze murmured with a slight blush on her face, matching the one on Fleets face.

"Pfffft...Soarin, you need to clean your feathers," Spitfire said as she spit out one of Soarin’s white feathers from her mouth.

"Heart, you can stop hiding behind the chair now, I think," Green said as he moved away from the arguing Wonderbolts. Heart stood up from behind the chair, a not so happy look on her face.

"Were you really doing the old lean against the doorway trick?" Heart stated in an angry tone, catching the groups attention.

"Uh...It was Soarin’s idea!" Blaze said as she pointed a finger at Soarin.

"Like hell it was! It was Blazes idea."

"Will you all shut up...please?" Heart exclaimed, ceasing the talking from all parties.

"So...I may or may not have heard that you are going to open up the suit?" Blaze said in a odd tone.

"Yeah, Green was going to go get you guys, but I guess that you heard that as well?"

"You have guessed correctly."

"So Heart, what is up with this barrier thing?" Fleet asked, reaching her hand out to touch it. Before Heart could explain, she was interrupted.

"It's a quarantine spell Fleet. It keeps things from getting in, or getting out," Spitfire said as she stared at the suit within the barrier.

"Oh. Why is it in there?"

"Probably because Heart is being smart and preventing any foreign viruses and bacteria from infecting it, or us," Spitfire responded again, still starting at the suit.

"Oh...Should I go wash my hands?"

"Nah, don't worry about it. So Heart, are you going to open it?" Spitfire said, breaking eye contact with the suit and looking at a rather impressed Heart.

"Yeah." She turned around to face Blaze, Soarin and Fleet.

"So, are you guys going to watch this?"

"Yeah, we are. Isn't that right guys," Fleet said as she wrapped an arm and a wing behind both Soarin’s and Blazes, preventing them from moving.

"In that case, let's get ready to make history. Now one last warning before I do this. I have no idea what is going to be under this suit. It could be any sort of creature, so...let's try not to jump out of a window if it looks like Soarin after that party." The group, minus Soarin laughed as they remembered that morning.

Taking the laugh as the unofficial cue to get this party started, Heart raised her hand as she concentrated on making a small bubble of magic inside of the quarantine field, a task that was not easy on any standard.

Soon, a green glow formed around the zipper, which was zipped all the way to the creatures helmet, casting a odd green glow on them midnight black suit and same color helmet. Heart took a big breath to ready herself, before pulling with a tiny amount of force.

As soon as she moved a micrometer, a hissing notice suddenly came to life, starling herself and the rest of the people in the room. Blaze began to noticeably twitch and look at the door behind her,  a sign that he was starting to get close to a panic stage.

The hissing noise kept hissing before stopping, a sign that Spitfire noticed as the same hissing noise as when something was decompressing.

Heart took another breath, before pulling the zipper back some more. She could still not see anything different due to her having just unzipped it a millimeter.

She took another big breath, before pulling on the zipper with more force. Before she could see if there was any change, a rather familiar motion came on.

"Uhhhhhhhhh." The creatures chest rose up in the same fashion as theirs, before lowering back down in the same fashion, before repeating the process several times.

"Mother of Celestia, it's breathing!"

 "We can see that Soarin."

"Oh."

"Can I carry on?" Heart said with anticipation in her voice. She took the silence as a yes, and slowly zipped it down a bit more, revealing a bit color that was nearly a complete opposite to the midnight black, plain, good old fashioned yellow. As she zipped it down even more, it became clear that the creature had either yellow colored skin, or it was wearing some kind of yellow shit.

And it was about ten inches down when Heart something that confirmed her suspicion, but also shocked both her and and everyone else. There was a bright, very familiar blood red stain just to the right of where Heart had zipped. Heart slowly zipped a bit more, confirming her suspicions that there was a large stain of blood right over where the lower left ribcage would be on a regular person.

"Uh...That is really, really odd," Heart said as she magnified the wound with the spell.

"So...it's bleeding after falling a really long way.... Kinda makes sense," Blaze stated.

"Of course it's bleeding, the odd thing is that if this thing is really an alien, than it means that it is an oxygen breathing life form," Heart said as she zipped down the zipper to where the legs would go, confirming that the yellow shirt was indeed clothes.

"Alright, let's get this thing off."

Some time later.

"And now.... We do the head," Heart said as she switched her focus away from stuffing the very, very light and flexible suit into a sealed medical bag.

This was the moment Spitfire and everyone else was waiting for. So far, the creature was very, very similar to them, in fact too similar. The hands were identical to their own, even the same peach skin tone, save for a beautiful ring on the creatures right hand that Soarin had called dibs on if the creature were to die. But, everyone was starting to thing that was probably not an Alien, and more or less a very, very weird earth person.

"Here we go, undo the latch and...the hidden latch over here," Heart said as she undid the other latch on the back of the creatures neck.  The helmet was turning out to be much more annoying to get off than the suit had. It has several latches and seals, with all of them having a backup that was even harder to release than the latter.

Another hiss came out, confusing Heart even more and also signaling the fact that the last latch was indeed the final seal.

"The helmet is separately pressurized?" Heart asked as she took a big breath and carefully began to pull the helmet off.

No one in the room made a sound or movement as they all watched like hawks the helmet came off revealing a....

"Woah, don't mind me saying so, but he is quite good looking," Fleet said out loud, drawing a dirty look from Blaze. Spitfire did not say it out loud, but she had to agree with her friend. The person under the mask was pretty good looking indeed. She was certain he was a he due to the rather nice jawline he had, but his eyes were still closed. His brown hair had no recognizable style, as it just sat on his head in a messy pattern.

"Goddamn it. I wanted to see an alien, not a regular old person," Soarin moaned.

"Wait a minute. Now that we've seen the outside, let's look at the inside," Heart said as she prepared to use the scanning spell. Since this spell just sent waves of magic to recreate three dimensional picture of the insides of someone, it was safe to use on him, but the spell only allowed the caster to see the information, due to how it was designed. Hearts eyes began to glow a neon green, the same color as her magic as she began to scan the body.

As soon as she cast the skill, the mental image image began to form of a floating three dimensional shape, she noticed at once some odd things. Since she had started at the head to make sure there was no concussion or brain damage, she was very surprised to a very small, but noticeable computer chip fused to the brain stem, a process that would have killed the patient for sure. As she contained down, she noticed another very, very alien thing. The bones were not of the design or makeup of a Pegasus, magical or earth person.

They did not have the hollow, but very strong makeup of a Pegasus, nor did it have the heavy density and makeup of an earth persons, and it certainly did not have the magical conducting center of a magical person. It instead had a spongy center, something that none of the races had.

"Soarin, you are looking at an alien right now. This is no Equis person at all," Heart said, shocking the group.

"How?! He looks exactly like us, right down to the fingernails."

"His bones are unlike anything I have ever seen. As much as he looks like us, he is not from these neck of the woods, that I am sure."

An awkward silence fell over the group as they realized that they had just made history as being the first people that they knew to have found an alien that happened to look identical to them.

He may be an alien, but he is still pretty good looking. Spitfire thought as sudden...odd thoughts came to her mind.

“Come on, just because it has a different bone structure does not mean it is an alien...Does it? I mean, for all we know, it could just be someone from a faraway land,” Soarin pleaded, a odd look in his eyes.

“Soarin, I think being an alien automatically qualifies you as the faraway land champion.”

“Have to agree with Spitfire on that,” Blaze said.

Ringgggg

Ringgggg

Ringgggg

“Uh, whose phone is that?” Spitfire asked, knowing that she had turned hers off after Misty has called her.

The rest of the group, minus Heart, each check their own pockets to see if theirs was the one that was ringing. One by one, Blaze, Echo, Green, and Spitfire made sure it was not their phone ringing, which left one person left. And that lucky contestant, was none other than mister Soarin Skies.

Soarin took his phone out of his pocket and checked to see who was calling him. It was Misty, and from the the two missed calls that he was just now noticing, this was not the first time she had called in the last hour.

Wait, we’ve been here for over an hour? Oh no. Soarin gulped as he clicked the accept call button on his phone and prepared himself for the possible onslaught.

“Uh, hi there Misty,” He said with a forced smile.

“Where the fuck are you?! I've been trying to get ahold of your ass for the past thirty minuets!” Mistys voice screamed into the little speaker, forcing Soarin to move it away from his ear to try to save his hearing.

“Heh, funny you should ask about that, because I have one hell of a very true story for you.”

“I could give a flying fuck about your stories. Just let me and everyone else into the building.” The dull sound of the hangup tone rang out from Soarins phone, signaling the others that something happened.

“So...who wants to go let in Misty and the rest of the gang?” Everyone but Heart gave Soarin the classic ‘get your ass out there look.’ Soarin, knowing that arguing would just result in him being thrown out decided to take the painless route and walk out of the ICU, closing the door on the way out.

Several minutes passed without any sign of Soarin, or the rest of the group. But that was not to last, for Spitfire began to hear the sounds of arguing in the distance. As it slowly got closer and closer, she was able to understand it.

“Really? Dude, I’m impressed that you would put all that effort into a lie, even for you,” Wave Chill said as he remembered some of Soarins tall tales.

“It is not a lie," Soarin hissed out with his jaw clenched closed in silent anger. He may be a trickster and a prankster, but he was not a liar.

“Oh really? Please, tell it to me again," Wave Chill said as he laughed.

“What about instead of that, I show you it. Hey guys, can you please come out here and tell them that I am not lying about all this....please?” The group inside the room heard this right outside the door.

“Yeah, can you guys in the room come out here for a minute and explain what exactly is going on? And I mean you too Heart,” Misty called from outside the door. Heart, knowing no matter what she said was not going to work deactivated the spell and prepared herself for how to explain the situation to them without sounding like an insane person.

“Alright, let’s go,” Heart said depressed. She walked out of the room, with Fleet, Green and Blaze following close behind. However, Spitfire stayed behind for a moment to take a look at the unconscious person currently sitting peacefully on the bed. She sighed as she walked towards the door and stepped outside, waiting to hear Hearts explanation of what the hell was going on.

The group that they had left at the stadium did look very happy, with Misty looking the angriest out of all of them. Her wings were fully flared out, which gave the usual small looking person look a lot bigger.

“Now, you are going to go and explain why the hell you left. Now.” Misty tapped her foot as she dared daggers at them. Misty was known as the really quiet and caring member of the Wonderbolts, but she was known for having a temper that was unsurpassed by only Nightshade and Spitfire on very rare occasions.

“Well, you see Misty, I called them down here to come and help me take care of a very special patient, like Soarin told you about,” Heart said as professionally as she could manage as she stepped between Soarin and Misty to defused the situation.

“Soarin told us that you found, and I quote, ‘an alien that looks exactly like us.’ We thought Soarin may have hit his head a bit too hard. Also Soarin, why the the hell did you not pick up the phone when I called you twice?” Misty said as she turned herself to face Soarin, who was trying to appear as small of a target as possible.

Spitfire, even though she did somewhat care for Soarins well being, had lost track of the conversation and had found herself staring into the window that was on the ICU door. The ICU had a window on the door, and one on the right hand side of the door that Spitfire could barely see through to view the bed. Suddenly, something moved from one side of the window to the other at high speeds. Spitfire blinked, before starring at it again but with no sign of any movement.

“And with the different bone...”

Spitfire walked forward until she was nearly touching the window. She looked around the room, but there was nothing there in the room. She knew that she had seen something, so she blinked again as if it would reset the shadow or something.

She looked around the room, making sure to check any nook and cranny. There was nothing in the corner, nothing on the bed, nothing sitting or on the chairs, nothing in the other corner except for the girl in the lab coat staring at her with glowing yellow eyes. Nothing on the bed except the-.

Wait. What?

Spitfire screamed and jumped back, landing very ungracefully on her ass while scaring the crap out of everyone else that was currently to hear Hearts explanation. She scampered back on the cold vinyl tiles until she was hitting the wall on the other side of the hallway, her wings fully extended to accompany her whole body shaking

“Uh Spitfire, are you alright? I mean, it really is not normal for people to suddenly go flying across the room,” Fleet said as she laughed a bit. Her laughter was stopped when she looked at the look of pure terror on her friends face, and her trembling finger pointing towards the room where the alien was. Her face was as white as a sheet, and sweat was already pouring of her body.

“Echo...There...Someone, no, something is in the room,” Spitfire said in a hoarse whisper, her trembling finger still pointing at the empty looking room.

“What do you mean something is in the room? I don't see anything.” Fleet said with concern as she backed away from the door to the room, her nerves starting to act up. The rest of the group had began to move over to them to try to comfort their captain who had clearly seen something. Heart went and knelled down so that she was directly facing her. She put her hands on both of her shoulders, trying to add a bit of support and comfort her shaking friend. She closed her eyes and scanned the room for any other life signs. And like she thought, only one came up.

“Spitfire, no one else is in that room. The spell is detecting no other life forms in there right now. Tell me, what did you see?”

"I- I saw a girl. She was just standing in the corner by the bed...Staring at me with glowing eyes." Spitfire chocked at as she tried to calm herself down, but the twitches and sweat was not fooling anyone.

"You saw a girl? Spitfire, no one else is in that room. Perhaps you saw a shadow or something else." As Heart said this, the lights in the room suddenly went out, turning up the freak factor up. As fast as they had turned off, they turned back on, but flickering on and off. The group backed up even more from the door as their own nerves began to jump. Scenes from poorly done sci-fi stories came to mind for some, and for others horror movies came to mind.

“There is no one in the room. Listen to me, the spell detects all life forms in that room, and it is only detecting one other life form.” Heart said as she tried to calm Spitfire down, as well as herself by summoning a magical fan and well...fanning.

“Well, there is a problem with that 'spell' of yours Doctor Heartbeat of the Wonderbolts Flying Team, if I am reading this correctly, which I am...I hope.” A female voice suddenly rang out with no noticeable location or source. The voice had a cool, feminine tone to it, but it had an accent that none of them knew. It was not as posh as a Canterlot accent, nor as twangy as an appaloosan. It was...different to say the least, and it caused a large alarm.

“Who. Fucking. Said that!” Fleet cried as she reached for the six shot revolver in her bag and cocked the hammer. The lights in the hallway that the group was currently panic standing in suddenly began to dim heavily for a moment, like something was draining all the power from the base.

And then, the freaky shit began to happen, and I mean really freaky. Like something out of a discordian nightmare, a hand reached out of the ICU door, which slowly turned into an arm, which in turn turned into a body walking through a door. The body that walked through the door was a young girl in her twenties. She had brown hair that went down to her shoulders, and she was wearing a pair of light grey slacks along with a dull light blue polo. To top it all off, she was wearing a pure white lab coat with the name ‘Lily’ stitched into the coat. To be honest, she was not that scary looking, but the sudden surprise of someone walking through a door was enough to make people go a wee bit panicky.

"You see, the problem is-"

BBoom

Boom

Boom Boom Boom

Echo held her smoking revolver, her left hand trembling as she tried to catch her breath. The girl she had just unloaded on showed no signs of any bleeding, or puncture wounds. In fact, it looked like she had not even been hit at all. She turned her head to look Echo Fleetfoot dead in the eyes, a confused look in her eyes.

“Well, that was a hell of a welcome if I do say so myself Ms Echo Fleetfoot. Anyway, the problem with your ‘spell’ is that it only detects biological life forms Dr. Heartbeat, and from what your friend just showed, I don’t qualify for that list."