Amperage

by bin4rym4ge

Rating: teen
Tags: Human, Main 6, Gore, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark, Original Character, Cutie Mark Crusaders, Adventure
Length: 3224

A boy is pulled into Equestria and saves the CMC from a rather painful death. He also discovers he has gained strange powers.

My name is... Well, just call me sparky, all my friends call me that science I've always love to experiment with electricity. I'm not talking about small circuitry i'm talking about big mad scientist Tesla-coils. and Jacobs ladders. Ya, now you see why my nickname fits so well. I'm also a brony. Have been since I was 12. I'm 15 now. my only family is my mom and my dog. And this is my story.

The characters in this story belong to who ever owns them and i'm not going to use anyone's oc's unless they ask me to.
Character tags will be added when needed
This story is rated teen for some cursing and innuendos later on in the story.

I don't have the time to do any thing with this story, so any one can use anything from it as long as you credit me. And send me a link so I can read/enjoy your spin on things.
:twilightsmile:

Published 2013-07-20 04:30:02 UTC
Last updated 2016-10-22 02:32:16 UTC

Prologue: And so it begins

Amperage

PrologueBy: eyedef (bin4rym4ge)

edited by: Abused Controller

So, I guess it all started when I got a text from someone named Eris. Or, at least that’s what the caller ID said. I knew I heard that name somewhere before but couldn’t place it. I had a lot on my mind at that time since I had just ordered the parts for my latest project.

When I looked at the text, it was asking me to go to a party at my friends house a few blocks over. At the time I was going over the electrical schematic for a new tesla coil I was making(that's what the parts were for). My eyes moved up from my project and settled on my the piercing blue numbers of a large digital alarm clock that I had on my nightstand.

“Seven thirty eight. Its kinda late,” I rhymed out loud (I think Zecora would be proud). Oh and I had a tendency to talk to myself when no one was around. Not creepy at all, right?

It was kind of late, at least for me. I usually go to bed around eight or eight thirty and wake up at five in the morning. I'm kind of a morning person, but that doesn't mean I don't stay up late sometimes. One night it'll be Garry's Mod. And the next night it might be Prototype, or maybe i'll just be finishing up one of my electrical projects that I love so much.

“Well... I could go, I guess,” I thought out loud, “But I have to get dressed first.”

When I was finished getting dressed for the party. I donned blue jeans and a grey T-shirt. Over that I had slipped on a Black hoody with hood down and the zipper in front unzipped all the way showing my T-shirt underneath. The hoodie had “LOYALTY” printed on the back in large cyan lettering. I loved that hoodie. I added a cyan baseball cap with “/)*(\” embroidered in the front and yes i know that doesn't go well with a black hoodie, I just didn't care. My shoes were just plain black Nikes. It took only a single glance in the mirror to tell I was looking pretty good (If you got that reference then kudos to you). I struck a quick dance pose and headed downstairs to the kitchen.

Just so you know i'm 15 years old, handsome, white with a light tan, and VERY tall (I could probably pass as Slenderman). about 5’6”-5’7” if you can believe that. I'm also very nimble. It's kind of a requirement, you know, assembling circuitry and all that. Despite being tall I still looked young with medium length dark brown (nearly black), messy, hair. Oh, and I liked to call my hair style “bed-mane”. Just for the lolz.

‘Rarity would probably pass out at the mere sight of me,’ I thought with a slightly evil smile, ‘God, what i'd pay to see that.’

Ya I can be a troll sometimes. Problem?

After getting to the kitchen I fed my dog (He was a dalmatian-shepard mix that had a black coat, covering most of his body, and white with black spots across his belly and chest, as well as the tip of his muzzle) and gave him water. After that I asked my mom if I could go to the party at my friend’s house. Since It was so close I could walk there in, say, 10 to 15 minutes, and just hang out for a while. My mom is awesome by the way.

Wate... Have I told you my name yet? No? Well its Thomas. It might not seem bad to you but I personally don't like my name. I've always gone by my nickname, "Sparky". Catchy right? Well enough about me lets get back to the story.

Outside the sun was beginning to set and turn the sky red with a beautiful sunset. I started walking from my house across the street and continued to walk for several minutes before I started thinking back to the text I had gotten.

‘Who the hell is Eris,’ I thought, ‘and how does she know my friend?’

In case I haven't told you before, I know all my friend’s friends and I have NEVER heard the name Eris from any of them so I just thought it strange that someone I don't know was Inviting me to MY friends party...

I was deep in thought, and hadn't noticed I had stopped moving. I hadn't even noticed what remained of the day, or sunset, had been concealed by ominous, churning black clouds.

…

*FLASH*

I was snapped out of my thoughts by a bright flash in the sky. I blinked and looked up was almost deafened by-

*TTTHHHOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMM*

The monstrous roar of the thunder reverberated through my entire body and left me disoriented. I've never been hit with a flash bang before but I probably would have compared it to that... or maybe a bass cannon turned up to 11.(This is a multiple reference if you can guess them all you get 10 11 points... Which are worth nothing... *cleared throat* carry on.)

I mean I love lightning, I love to stare out the window during a thunderstorm and just watch lightning dance around the sky. It’s beautiful. And the majestic sound of thunder... But THAT was just insane!

After regaining my composure... and balance and just stood there for a few seconds.

…

…

“what the fuck was that?” I said to the air.

“That my friend, was thunder.” I heard a mirthful voice say from behind me.

~( ( ( (oOo) ) ) )~

The sun was About to set on the colorful town of ponyville. Most of the town had already had dinner and were in their homes relaxing and enjoying the time they had together with their families before bedtime came.

Then there three mischievous little fillies having a sleepover/meeting at their clubhouse, discussing their next (absurd, insane, ridiculous) plan to obtain their elusive cutie marks.

“No!”

“but Sweetie Belle-”

“No Scootaloo This will never work.”

“Ah’m gonna have ta agree with Sweetie Belle this time Scoots,” replied Applebloom with a slightly apologetic face, “Ah don't think buildin’ a giant catapult ta send us ta the moon is gonna get us astronaut cutie marks.”

“And besides, the moon is too far away to reach with a catapult. I read a book that said the moon is 384,400 kilometers from the surface.”

Scootaloo and Applebloom just blinked.

“...”

“How far is that, like in Equestrian?” asked Scootaloo

Sweetie Belle sighed.

“238,900 miles.”

“Ooooh,” they said simultaneously

“Weren't you two paying attention in math?”

“Oh-er-uuuu,” “Eyyu-mm well ya see” they were both stumbling over their words trying to explain themselves. But they were too distracted to notice the sky darkening over the Everfree, and-

*TTTHHHOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMM*

A huge wave of rolling thunder rocked the clubhouse.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!”

The crusaders scattered to different parts of the club house. After a few seconds of silence the chest in the corner of the room opened and AB shakily stuck her head out. Likewise, the other two crusaders popped their heads out of their respective hiding places. One behind the podium and the other with her head stuck under the rug, with her tail quite literally between her legs. After they had removed themselves from hiding they all stood, shakily, in the center of the club house.

“W-w-what was t-that?”

“A-a-ah don’ know S-Sweetie.”

“C-come on guys, i-it wasn't t-that bad,” Scootaloo said with a shaky undertone, “I-I wasn't scared at all. heh heh.”

Scootaloo received an incredulous look from her friends.

“OK maybe a teeny tiny bit” she said with a sheepish look on her face. She glanced out the window.

Scootaloo gasped.

“WOW guys! Come look at this storm, it’s huge!” She said, running to the window facing the Everfree.

“Oh mah gosh, that’s unbelievable!”

“...Wow” said Sweetie Belle whispered still loud enough to hear.

Needless to say, their jaws were on the floor. All the CMC could do at the moment was gawk at the boiling, swirling black clouds over the Everfree Forest. Clouds that did not look natural.

…

Scootaloo was finally able to close her mouth. She stood still for a few ticks before a smirk began to tug at her face. By this time other two crusaders had regained their composure and noticed Scoots now determined face.

“Ah’ve seen that look before. You got an Idea Scoot?”

“You bet I do,” exclaimed scootaloo, “CMC huddle!”

The Cutie Mark Crusaders huddled together at the center of the club house.

*whispering noises*

The CMC broke their huddle. With huge smiles on their faces. They struck a pose and turned on their RCV's (Royal Canterlot Voices)

“CUTIE MARK CRUSADERS STORM CHASERS!!! YAAAAAAY!!!”

Well this isn't going to end well.

~( ( ( (oOo) ) ) )~

Inside a small cottage by the edge of the Everfree Forest there was complete silence. Not a creature was stirring. especially not the certain canary yellow Pegasus, who was, at this time sprawled out on the couch, lightly snoring. She was laying on her back, with her hooves kicking at the air above her in her sleep, accompanied by an ear flick from time to time. Dawwwwww its so ador- shut up you're supposed to be editing. But- no buts. Now be quiet before you wake up fluttershy. Now where was I... Fluttershy had had a long day and had fallen asleep on the couch in the main room-

*TTTHHHOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMM*

The illogically loud thunder loud thunder shook the cottage, abruptly waking fluttershy from her peaceful dreamless slumber.

“EEP” she cried, as she dove behind the couch and cowered there, trying to avoid the wrath of the frightening thunder.

Angel ran down the stairs as fast as his little white bunny legs could carry him. He wanted to see if Fluttershy was alright. Angel cared greatly for his owner and even though he was demanding at times he would gladly lay down his life to save her.

After a while Angel was able to coax a still slightly shaky fluttershy out from behind the couch.

“B-B-But t-that wasnt like any t-thunder I've ever heard Angel," Fluttershy squeaked out in an adorable voice.

Angel just looked her in the eye and gave her a reassuring and confident smile, as if to say, "nothing can hurt you when i'm around."

She got the message and started to smile herself. Fluttershy has always been good with animals and over time has learned to read their body language like a book.

"Thank you Angel," She said hugging him, "you always know how to make me feel better."

She paused for a second and let go of Angel. He yawned and hoped to the stairs, flashing Fluttershy a smile before he hopped up the stairs to bed. After all it was getting late, and a bunny such as Angel needs his rest just as much as you or I. If not more. But Fluttershy didn't feel all that tired any more, so she went over to a small bookshelf in the corner of the room. She hoped that after reading a little bit that she would just fall asleep. It was a much better idea than just staring at the ceiling.

"hmmmmm... which one I should read?" She wondered out loud.

...

About a minute later Fluttershy had finally found a book to read and settled back down on the couch to read.

~( ( ( (oOo) ) ) )~

AAAAAAAnd back to me.

I spun around and standing behind me was women with medium-short, straight, white hair and looked about, oh, say 28-29 ish. She was wearing a black business suit and black dress pants with mismatched socks, shoes, and gloves. Her overall appearance was rather, chaotic.

"Hey there kid," She said, smiling.

"uuuuuu..."

I was surprised by her sudden

"Huh, no need to be shy kid," She said, "and judging by your apparel you're also a brony"

"Ya?" I replied.

"Me too. So who's your favorite."

I don't know why but I just started talking to her. It just felt... comfortable for some reason.

"Well-"

We talked for quite awhile and before long we had both listed off all our favorite characters, such as our favorite out of the main six, the princesses and the villains. My favorite element is Rainbow dash I just really liked her “I can tackle any situation” attitude. My favorite princess is Luna, because Luna is awesome. And best villain is Nightmare Moon.

She also told me all of her favorite characters. For the main six her favorite was Pinkie Pie. Her favorite princess was also luna, and for some reason she had a great dislike for celestia. Lastly her seemed to adore Discord, and have some sort of weird obsession with him.

After our long conversation I remembered the party.

“Oh my god, I forgot all about the party,” I turn to her, “do you want to come along?”

“Sure, but before we go,” She looked me directly in the eyes and stared into my soul, “If you could go to Equestria, abandon all your family, all your friends, and everyone you know... would you?”

I had to think for a second on that. If I go to Equestria there were a few people that would truly miss me, like my mom, and a few of my friends. Yes my mom is awesome, But. Fucking. Equestria! So after just a few seconds I had to say...

“yes.” This made her smile, “But only if I get cool powers or something. Then it would be totally worth it.”

“what kind of powers” she said.

I already had something in mind.

“Lightning,” I said, “The ability to create and control lightning and electricity. Kind of like Thor but without the hammer.”

Thor has got to be the best avenger ever. Of all time.

She stopped staring into my soul and a look of concentration appeared on her face. Just to be replaced by an impossibly large smile a few seconds later.

“I can do that,” she said.

But before I could say anything she quickly held a finger up to my forehead and the last thing I remember was ark of electricity hitting me in the forehead.

...Ouch...

Author's Note

Please keep in mined that this is my First attempt at fan fiction and I appreciate constructive criticism. Also Abused Controller is my editor/pre-reader. He's also a great friend. I would love some feed back from everyone about how im doing so far. /)

Chapter 1: Contact (unfinished)

The girls made their long trek through the night to the edge of the Everfree Forest. Sure, the CMC were full of energy, but it was still a long walk. They stopped at the tree line to rest for a bit and check their gear. They wore their trademark Cutie Mark Crusader capes and each crusader was wearing a saddle bag.

Sweetie Belle held up a checklist.

"Food?"

Scootaloo held up 3 daisy sandwiches.

"Check!"

"Water?"

"Chesh," Applebloom said, holding a canteen in her mouth.

They listed off a few more supplies and then turned to head into the Everfree Forest. Maybe this time they could finally get their cutie marks.

But fate had other plans for them.

~( ( ( (oOo) ) ) )~

The CMC had been walking for a while and the dark forest was beginning to wear on their nerves.

"Are you sure this was a good idea Scootaloo?" Said Sweetie Belle, whose tone was starting to weaver. She had a feeling, like the shadows were watching her.

"Don't worry girls I'm sure everything will be fine." Scootaloo sounded confident

Applebloom was still not convinced.

"Well this is the Everfree Forest Scoot," said Apple Bloom, "there's all kinds o strange creatures in here."

"Oh come on girls, what could possibly go wrong?"

A deep growl sounded from behind them.

The treo froze in their tracks and slowly turned their heads to the sound. Five meters behind them stood a huge
timber wolf easily twice the size a normal pony. It was probably the largest timber wolf they had ever seen, and its eyes were focused on the three tasty morsels in front of it.

"Yall just had ta go an say it, didn't ya scoot," Applebloom whispered harshly, glaring

Applebloom and Sweetie Belle both had annoyed looks on their muzzles while Scootaloo just smiled sheepishly.
They looked back at the timber wolf. It just stood there, waiting for an opportunity to make its move. The three fillies were shaking heavily trying to think of an escape plan, but fear and instinct started to cloud their minds, making it hard for them to think clearly.

Just then the timber wolf lunged.

Their survival instincts took over and turned and ran. They ran as fast as their legs could carry them. Scootaloo at the front, Applebloom behind her, and Sweetie Belle taking up the rear. They dogged under and over the gnarled and twisted roots and branches of the Everfree, going deeper and deeper into the dark forest.

The three fillies were exhausted. They had been running for what felt like hours and their hearts were pounding in their chests. They had looked behind themselves many times but still saw the wolf following them. It was not even trying. The wolf just playing with its food, tiring them out, waiting for them to make a mistake.

The CMC ran about 2 to 3 miles until they came across a large clearing. Luna's night sky showed through the thinning trees as they approached the edge. The full moon illuminated the clearing through a hole in the clouds above to the point where every detail was visible. It was as if the entire storm swirled around that one point but the crusaders were too busy to notice. They had been lucky so far, there had been almost no light at all in the forest and it was a miracle that they made it this far.

They were still running in a line: Scootaloo, Applebloom, Sweetie Belle. They had made it about half way across the clearing before they started to slow down a little. They were heaving and almost at the point of passing out from exhaustion but they knew if they stopped... they died. But they knew that they could not keep this up much longer.

Scootaloo turned her head to look back and failed to see the small but visible rock in her path. She tripped, sending her Applebloom and Sweetie Belle sprawling across the ground. They lay in a pile of tangled limbs as the wolf very, slowly, approached. Sweetie Belle was the first one to untangle herself from the pile. She tried to stand up but fell to the ground too exhausted to move. Applebloom and Scootaloo managed to untangle themselves and try to stand.

Applebloom was the same as sweetie belle too tired to move her legs. Scootaloo tried to move but screamed out in pain.

“AAAAAAAAAA!”

“*gasp* What's w-wrong *gasp* Scoot.” Apple bloom said, gasping for breath.

“I-I-I*gasp* t-think its broken.”

“A-Are you sure it's not just a sprain?” Sweetie belle replied, almost sounding hopeful.