Ingress Realities

A regular day within the far reaches of Equestria in the small city of Cressform soon became a bit more exciting as a new technology had reached it's inner fold.

The technology of virtual reality and brain-computer interfacing...

This new technology had been in research since the beginning of the 'Lunar Era' or 'Era of the Moon' as most commonly referred, where Princess Luna rules over all of Equestria.

It's not as if she was a horrible iron-hooved leader but it was more like that she distanced herself from her subjects more than anything else. It had probably been because of the incident that had caused the previous monarch, Princess Celestia, to fall terribly ill and lay on the brink of death for many years...

No... make that centuries... Two long centuries...

It's been eleven years after the introduction of this new interfacing technology that was dubbed 'D-linker' or 'Device linker' in it's full name.

A device that reads brainwaves...

Back to before, where this new technology... no... this recent technology has reached the inner fold of civilization and had become a necessity to every sentient being.

No elements of harmony... for it had run it's course once more...

The elements of harmony as it's common name has been put under the care of the element of magic herself, Princess Twilight Sparkle, whom resides as a smart and caring protector of Equestria alongside the other princesses. Her friends, the elements of harmony...

...had died very many years ago from natural causes...

...so as the commonplace balance of forces runs its lap, evil has ceased for those years.

But a new culprit is arising along with the revolution of technology in a sphere of which none has born witness to before except for the princesses of the moon and sun.

But... that's a story that must walk its path in earnest and not rush through its own steps.

For now though, I reveal to you that I bore witness to this land myself and it... changed me...*for better and... for worse...*

"GAH!" a light black unicorn with a darker black mane woke up from his sleep in a sudden panic as he frantically looked around for no true reason and at the same time making himself look utterly stupid in the process.

Finally his view turns towards his unclipped d-linker on the bedside table, blinking green and visually showing him that some pony was calling.

He picked up his d-linker and clipped it back onto his right ear and the large virtual window appeared in front of his face with the words explaining that his friend was calling. With a swift movement of his forehoof he quickly clicked the answer button and the window switched to a live feed of his friend angrily glaring at him.

"Uh hey Pinks..." he stuttered to see his friend's piercing glare aimed right him; he slowly continued, "What'sup...?"

The pink pony on the other end huffed and crossed her forelegs as she spat, "Don't you 'What'sup' me!... and call me Plethora or my full name of Plethora Pink, Spectre Vitro."

He sighed and responded, "I prefer being called Specvitro, Pinks."

"Stop calling me Pinks!" she hissed and then turned her head away frustratingly from the call cam as she said, "You're going to be late to school if you wake up -that- late in the morning, Spectre."

Both stubborn, yet both very much different... *A bliss friendship...*

Plethora looked back towards the call screen and forwarded, "If you're not going to get out of your home this instant... I swear... I will break down your door and pull your hide out myself!"

He gulped and said, "Fine, fine... I'll see you at school then."

"I'll have Deft Melody walk with you to school so that he can make sure for me that you're actually going to be here." she huffed and ended the call.

Specvitro closed the call window and sighed heavily; he wasn't the greatest student at his high school, even with his above excellent marks, but he was also very much a target for criticism from his family lineage.

His family of workers of the shadows, spectres, ghosts... *All dead...*

Even though he used to be known as incredibly intelligent he nowadays keeps it under reps. He is alone after all and doesn't want the attention from others.

Stubbornness hurts...

He packed up his things for school into his bag and exited his home that was situated in a large hotel; the government took pity on him losing his family that they gave him his own room there that he doesn't have to pay for until he's much older and has a stable career.

That's what really hurt Specvitro's mentality as well as he doesn't like help, he doesn't like being pitied...

...there's nothing you could've done though...

Down the elevator and out the main doors of the building he began his walk to his high school. It was his junior year and with such he didn't have much time left at school.

He attended the Northern Cressform Highschool that was situated a few city blocks from where his lives and as he entered his connection switched from 'Northern Cress Global' to 'Northern Cress Private Highschool'

Time for school, Spectre.

Time passed quickly as he attended class after class until lunchtime. Spectre Vitro never really liked going to the lounge for lunch as he'd rather stick by himself.

As he was walking along the hallway he ran into a familiar face...

"Oof!" he recoiled as he bumped into Plethora Pink accidentally; although she didn't even move an inch when the collided.

She looked over at him with her cute yet deadly glare, "Watch where you're going, Spectre." Plethora was incredibly pink as her name states but she really takes it to a whole different level. Her uniform is a brisk pink while her fur color is naturally a bright poppy pink while her mane and tail were a rosey pinkish color.

Specvitro bowed down his head immediately and said, "S-Sorry, Pinks!"

Hearing him call her that puppy name made her sigh as she motioned with her head to follow, which he did so under duress that he might get punished by the pink punishment herself.

She was the right hoof pony of the class president and she was allowed to punish those who had to be punished... *She punished them greatly that she was given the nickname 'Pink Punishment'*

She said to him, "Look Spectre, I want to know why your grades are on a exponential low, as a childhood friend and all."

He looked at her questionably, "I think you'd know already, Plethora."

They both stopped in front of a door at the end of the hall they were walking along and she scowled, "I don't and I don't even want to know why the student prez herself is calling to meet you."

Huh...?

Plethora Pink opened the door by inputting an access code into a keypad window swiftly and the pseudo metal door opened; she nudged him forward into the room first and she follow behind.

What's going on here...

The door closed behind them.

...ACCESS ERROR...

Plethora stood guard at the door as she said to him, "Go ahead."

Specvitro had mixed feelings about this; was he in trouble?; he sat on the seat that stood opposite to the student president's spot on the table.

He was looking down the whole time and trying to avoid eye contact.

"So... do you know why I called you here?" the student council president said to Specvitro.

Her voice was as smooth as it was beautiful...

Spectre Vitro slowly looked up to face her and quickly he awkwardly blushed when he saw her face. His muzzle curled up slightly and his ears pointed down not in fear but in infatuation.

"U-uhm... I... I don't know why... Miss president..." he stuttered; Specvitro was incredibly stubborn on his own part but this was the first time he began to stutter in obedience towards another pony immediately.

She was as beautiful as the starry night sky...

Connection Re-established...*Her coat was silver from what he could tell and her mane was a brisk lime and bright yellow combination.*

The student president looked over at Plethora and quickly Plethora Pink nodded in understanding and left the room.

"My name is Silver Wing, what's yours?" she introduced her name cleanly.

Specvitro answered, "Spectre Vitro, b-but I prefer being called Specvitro."

"Hm, so you are the Spectre that Plethora described to me; I've been looking into the grades records and I noticed that yours suddenly shifted from straight A's to combinations of B minuses and C's." she stated clearly and continued, "So tell me, why is that?"

Deft Melody described her as a pony that can read past another's protective aura and tell what they really meant.

Specvitro answered, "...Ponies criticise me by saying that I cheat for my marks because of my family background. So... I let my marks drop because of it."

You said it.

"I see..." Silver Wing lifted her foreleg and quickly forged a passworded connection between them both.

Specvitro had seen this type of protective communications before but never experienced it.

Silver Wing began to talk telepathically, "I hope you know how to use your mind to speak through this."

"Yeah, I know." he replied telepathically and nodded.

"You also do know that this is mostly used by lovers for secret conversation, right?" she smirked.

"WHAAT?!" he blurted out loudly with his voice and almost fell back off his chair but regained his composure and in seriousness he replied through the communcations, "Don't joke like that!"

Silver Wing gave off a small giggle hidden under her hoof, "Who said I was joking?"

Specvitro sighed and asked, "So is my marks all you wanted to call me down here for?"

"No." she stated immediately, "I intend to ask for your help."

Help?

Specvitro tilted his head in confusion, "How can I help...? I'm just a regular unicorn that can't even use magic."

"Neither can I fly, Spec." Silver Wing stated that without regret and then said, "But before I can entrust your full help, I need to make sure I can truly trust you so I'm going to send you on a task..."

She covered her lips with her forehoof and smiled, "...or a 'quest' if you prefer me to say that...~"

"Eh..." he grumbled, "Fine, I'll help, but what is this so-called task that I need to complete first?"

She got off her chair, her forehooves planted on the table as she moved her face closer to his, causing him to stiffen in surprise.

"Let me ask you this first, Spec." her head was past his on his right as she whispered, "Would you be willing to shatter reality for me?"

"H-Huh...?" he questioned.

She teasingly nudged his cheek with hers and repeated, "Would you be willing to shatter reality for me?"

Reality...

Shatter Reality...?

"...I would..." he said.

She sat back on her chair and smirked, "Well boy, the one task that you need to complete first is to download this program I am going to send you."

*A program that shatters reality...*

With the quick flick of her foreleg she transferred to him a incognito message containing a large file though the private communications connection. Specvitro opened the file hesitantly and a window replaced it which read in sky blue and cyan outlined letters...

**...Ingress Realities...**

"Ingress...Realities...?" he asked in confusion.

She looked over at him and pat his head, "Go ahead and download the <> program, I need to watch over just in case it fails."

*How can it fail...?*

He accepted the terms and conditions and the download quickly sped through it's process, as it finished a large window popped up and he read...

**"Welcome to the Aura Sphere...?"**

"Hah, so my gut feeling was right." she flapped her wings in enjoyment, "Welcome to a new reality, one that could overtake your view of this one."

She winked, "I'll cover for your absence today, pretend you're sick and go home."

"Oh... and I'm going to pretend that I was utterly frustrated with you if Plethora asks why you're going home." she smiled and waved him goodbye.