The Life Of D-Pad: Unlikely Heroes(Cancelled)

RING RING! RING RING! RING RING! RING RING!

“I swear I’m innocent! She told me she was…wait…oh for the love of…Who the hell is calling me at this late at night?”

I fling my blanket off of me and stand up in my pitch black room. I look over at a small light emitting from my cell phone. I pick up my phone, open it, and hit the answer button.

“Hello?” I ask.

“Adam! Evening, tovarishch! Hey, guess what?” A thick Russian accent comes from the phone.

Nikolas…why am I not surprised?

I rub my eyes. “Nikolas, what time is it?” I ask.

“About midnight…why exactly?” Nikolas replies over the phone.

…Are you fucking kidding me? MIDNIGHT?! BLOODY MIDNIGHT?!

“You had better have a good reason for waking me up, Nik.” I growl.

“Trust me, it is amazing reason! Get onto Highway 59 and go north. And bring your laptop. Trust me, you won’t regret it.” Nikolas says happily.

Highway 59…That’s the highway to get out of Fulda. He’s in Fulda? Why is he not in Brandon, South Dakota right now?

“Wait, you’re near Fulda? What are you doing in Minnesota?” I ask.

“I will tell you when you get here.” Nikolas replies.

I hear a beep and then a steady lower beep. I hit the end call button, close my phone and set it down. I pull a cord on the wall. A large florescent light lights up the room. LET THERE BE LIGHT! I examine my room. My bed is against the wall. On the opposite wall is a 20 inch TV. To the left of my bed is my desk. On it, a mountain of notebooks is stacked next to his cellphone and wallet. Each notebook has a name of a supernatural entity on it. I glance at a couple of the notebooks I have finished. Ghosts…Vampire…Dragons…I chuckle to myself I remember the days I just sat around in my tutors area at college filling all these notebooks with information that he dug up on these creatures. I glance at a notebook at the other side of the desk. It is titled "Werewolves”. Oh…that one… I open up a random page.

“…Nikolas and I have found a prime location for werewolves…The Black Hills in South Dakota…planning a trip in a few days…Bringing silver bullets and a silver cross…

I lift my white nightshirt. Large claw marks cover the entirety of my large stomach. Well, that’s pretty much how that trip turned out. Oh well…I close my notebook. I grab my book bag in the corner of the room. My laptop is already in it. I open my bedroom door and walk into the bathroom. Handy, isn’t it? Turning on the bathroom light I take off my pajamas…well, “take off” is a fancier word then makes mock porno music with my mouth and try to take my clothes of as sexually as possible. I pull open a small plastic cabinet full of clothes. Oh yeah! Mom got it cleaned. My mom is awesome. I put on a pair of tan shorts and a white undershirt with a Hawaiian shirt on top of it. OH YEAH! STYLISH! I look at myself in the mirror. Look at that tall, broad shoulder, heavy build badass. I have very short brown hair with green eyes. I am clean shaven. Not that I can’t grow a beard mind you. I just don’t have time to nurture the man hair to its full potential…and it itches like crazy. I then put on a pair of socks and my black tennis shoes. VANS, BABY! I walk back into my room, put my cellphone and wallet in my pocket, and turn off the light. I put on my back pack, turn off the bathroom light and open the second bathroom door.

OH YEAH! TOO PRO! Mom didn’t even hear me leave the house! I walk into the garage. I grin and look at my car. A 1991 Buick LeSaber Limited. It’s a piece of shit car…but it’s MY piece of shit car. I pat the hood of my car. Sure, one of the parking lights is gone and duct tape covers a hole in the car, but this metal beast has gotten me out of a jam on more than one occasion.  I open the driver side door of the car and sit in the car seat. I open the garage door with the clicker in my car. I close the car door and turned the key in the ignition, starting the car up…IT’S ALIVE! He backed out of the drive way into the street, and drove away.

…ONWARDS TO VICTORY!!!

Well, north on Highway 59. HIIIIIIIIIIGH WAY TO HELL!! Oh right, I’m doing something aren’t I? Now, where are you Nik? Nik! NIIIIIIIIIIIIIIK! Fine! DON’T ANSWER THE VOICES IN MY HEAD! What’s on the radio? I turn the radio on.

“…New music is up next, but first is an urgent message from the National Weather Service. I’m being told that a massive thunderstorm is sweeping through southwest Minnesota. The storm is capable of producing grapefruit size hail and multiple tornadoes. It is recommended that those in the path of the storm find shelter as soon as they can…” The radio announcer speaks over the radio.

What the hell are we doing out here?! Nik better have a good reason for being out here. Shit’s about to hit the fan…Now where in hell is he? NIIIII-Oh wait, he can’t hear my inner thoughts…derp. Now where are…Oh.

Looking out my front window, I see a tan Buick Park Avenue on the side of the road with a large metal rod welded to the roof of the car. There are a bunch of wires going into the back end of the car. Yep…that’s Nikolas. I park my car behind it and walk over to the tan Buick. I look in the car. I bright light comes from behind me.

“Kakoy gorod yavlyayetsya stolitsey Rossii?”

“The capital of Russia is Moscow, Nik. You don’t need to ask me the same question we meet…and turn that head lamp off.” I reply, turning around.

Nikolas turns off his headlamp and sets it down on the car. He is wearing blue jeans and black shirt. He is wearing a pair of black Converse shoes. He has a black fauxhawk and…why the hell does he have a soul patch? No seriously…Why? Whatever…I’m still pissed that he’s thinner than me, but hey, I make husky look sexy. Oooh Yeah.

“You do realize there is a huge storm a’coming, right?” I ask Nikolas.

“That is exactly why I am here.” He replies, leaning against his car.

Oh great…now Nik’s gone into storm watching…crazy bastard.

“Why are we out here?” I ask.

“I am glad you asked.” Nikolas replies. “You’ve seen how gas prices are going through the metaphorical roof as of today right?”

“Yeah…what’s that got to do with a storm?” I inquire.

“This…” He says, tapping the metal rod. “This is the way of the future. The lightning rod is connected to a pair of small generators that I installed in the trunk of the car. Now with the modification I made to the fuel line and the generators, I can use the energy from my generators to propel my vehicle. Do you know what this means? I can harness the raw power of Mother Nature to power my car!”

Leave it to Nik to come up with a brilliant invention just to power his car. THIS IS WHAT YOU’VE DONE TO US, ECONOMY! IMPLYING THE ECONOMY IS AN ANIMATE OBJECT! WHY AM I SHOUTING IN MY HEAD?!?!

“OK! Oh, ahem.” I clear my throat. “Ok, so that’s great. I assume you’ve tested this invention out.”

“Nope.”

Course you didn’t. That’s why I’m here. Your guinea pig awaits your torture chamber, master.

“So, I’m going to test this invention right? With a hellish storm on the way. Great…this is gonna be just like the Marshmallow incident.” I grumble.

“Relax, I’m going with you this time…and that was not my fault. The metal wire was not meant to send 2500 volts of electricity into the marshmallow.” He defends.

I get into the passenger’s side of Nik’s car. I place my book bag on the floor.

“So…we just wait for the storm to come?” I ask.

“Yes…you did bring your laptop, correct?” Nikolas inquires.

I pull out my laptop and boot it up.

“What do you want to do?” I ask.

“Got any good music?” He inquires.

Have I got good music? Does a skunk smell? Yes…why did I answer myself?

“You opened up into my arms…And we laughed as I held you.” I sing.

“I'll never go back to Georgia…Not at least till I have to.” Nikolas sings.

“Down and to the left.” We both sing.

The song ends, and we both high-five each other. “Ok, I think Mayday Parade is now my new favorite band.” Nikolas admits.

“They are an awesome band.” I agree.

I start looking for another song on my computer.

“So…how’s your condition treating you?” He asks.

“What…oh, that…pretty good. I finally have more control of my outbursts. I don’t have problems when I go out drinking anymore. So that’s a plus. God, you’d think with all the precautions and moving about I do I’d be a bit thinner. Course, it would be nicer if I could get some sleep once in a while.” I joke.

Nikolas laughs. We stare up into the sky. Clouds start to cover the starry night sky. It starts to rain, slowly misting at first and then begins to downpour. Lightning starts flashing right and left, hitting the ground violently.

“Get ready Adam!” Nikolas shouts. “It’s about to get a little bright!”

Nik flips a switch on the dashboard. I hear the metal rod above us start moving upwards. After a few minutes, it stops. I hear a booming noise above us, which makes me cover my ears in pain. A few seconds later, I see a steady glow coming from above us.

“Ok, give me a second!” He shouts, as the winds start to shift the car. He flicks a different switch on the dashboard. I hear a humming noise coming from the trunk of the car. “Hope for the best!” Nikolas shouts, as he turns the key in the ignition. The motor doesn’t do anything at first, but after a second, it begins to rev up. The car slowly but surely gets to running capability.

“IT IS WORKING! IT IS WORKING!!!” Nikolas shouts, ecstatic.

Another bolt of lightning strikes the metal rod. The generators begin wiring louder and the car starts to overheat.

“YEBAT'! I FORGOT TO LOWER THE ROD!” He shouts, frantically flicking the first switch. Nothing seems to be happening. He opens his door and practically leaps out of the car.

“NIK! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!?” I shout, jumping out my car door after him.

It is blowing like a hurricane outside. The rain pelts my face, stinging me. If this is what the rain feels like I’d hate to feel what the hail…why did it suddenly stop raining.

I look up at the rod, which is now black and charred. I look over at Nik, who is staring straight up, wide-eyed and jaw dropped. I look u-WHAT THE FUCK?

The clouds are now a vibrant shade of purple and are now sparkling. A purple and pink snowflake falls on my face. I then see a ball of pinkish lightning forming.

FUCK!

“NIK! IN THE CAR! I shout.

“Don’t have to tell me twice!” He shouts back.

We both jump into the car. Nik begins flicking the second switch frantically. “Come on, you stupid piece of shit!” He yells, pounding on the dash board. The engine dies. Nik begins to panic. He then regains his composure and folds his hands in prayer. I fold my hands with in prayer with Nik. He begins to hum “Amazing Grace", to which I hum with him.

The car is surrounded by the pink ball of lightning. I close my eyes and wait for the end.

There is a loud cracking noise as I feel my body become lighter and lighter.  I begin to lose consciousness.

Veronika…we’ll be together once again…just wait.

D-Pad! Hurry up, were going to be late!” Octavia shouts to me.

“I’m coming Octavia! I’m flying as fast as I can.” I shout back to her.

I can’t believe I forgot about the evening meeting for the Summer Festival! I said I was going to do some aerial tricks with one of Ponyville’s fastest fliers. Come on, D-Pad move those wings. You got to look impressive. I see the clearing where I was supposed meet the rest of the group. I land in the area next to Octavia.

Octavia…I remember the first day I met my fillyfriend. As I recall, I shouted directly into her face. Heh, not very smooth for my first meeting. I look at that beautiful Earth pony mare. That grey body, the beautiful long, dark grey mane, those sweet light purple eyes, and her purple treble clef cutie mark. I lean up against her playfully.

“Not now, D-Pad.” She giggles.

"Having fun are we.” Vinyl says, walking into the clearing.

I look over to the white unicorn with the bridged eighth-note cutie mark. She is wearing her purple glasses and has that blue spiky mane she always has had. It was really nice of her to offer to DJ for the performance. I love the music she plays…although secretly, I really love the dubstep she plays.

“Let me guess…light yellow fur…brown, short, untidy mane with bushy tail…light yellow bat wings…video controller cutie mark….you must be D-Pad.” I voice came from behind me.

I turn around. Standing in front of me is a purple alicorn with a dark blue mane and tail with purple and pink streaks in them.  She has purple eyes, and a pink six-pointed star with a white six-pointed star behind it, with multiple white stars surrounding it as her cutie mark.

“Ah, Princess Twilight Sparkle. It is a pleasure to talk to you.” I say, bowing.

“Well, aren’t you the gentlestallion.” She says.

“So, what exactly are we doing tonight?” I ask, standing back up.

“Well, I want to try and do some weather manipulation. I am going to try to make a brilliant light show and water show with the weather.” She explains.

“Cool. That’s gonna be sweet!” Vinyl exclaims, excitedly.

“Excuse me, but wasn’t there supposed to be another pegasus supposed to be here?” Octavia asks.

As Octavia said those words, a blue pegasus with a rainbow mane and tail, magenta eyes, and a cloud with a lightning bolt that is red, yellow, and blue lands next to Twilight.

“There you are Rainbow Dash. You remember D-Pad, right.”

I remember Rainbow Dash alright…Tried to impress some fillies with some aerial acrobatics, and she zips by me, nearly knocking me out of the sky

Rainbow Dash examines me. “Whats up? D-Pad right? You’re going to be my flight partner? Well, let’s hope you can keep up. I don’t have time for pegasi that will slow me down.”

…Very proud, this mare…

“Hey, if you don’t mind, could you show me what you can do with the weather? I would like to see what we are going to be flying around.” I ask Twilight.

She nods at me. She walks to the center of the clearing. Her horn glows pink, and clouds are clumping together in side a pink aura until the cloud is clumped into a big ball. She closes her eyes and transfers the aura inside the cloud. The cloud then begins flashing brilliant shade of colors and rainbow lightning strikes onto the ground. Suddenly, the cloud begins expanding and becoming more violent. A lightning bolt nearly strikes me down. I run over to Twilight Sparkle.

“Miss Sparkle! You need to stop! It’s getting too dangerous!” I shout over the storm.

“I…I can’t stop! I can’t break focus!” She exclaims in fear, her eyes firmly shut.

“You have to try! If this storm gets any bigger, you could kill somepony!” I shout.

She begins gritting her teeth, trying to lose focus. I watch as the cloud turns to a very bright shade of purple and begins sparkling. As Octavia arrives beside me to help, Twilight’s eyes shoot open. As her eyes open, a giant ball of lightning explodes from inside the cloud. Everypony is blasted backwards. I hit the ground hard. My vision is blurring as a start to lose consciousness. The last thing I see is a giant tan beast with glowing eyes.

Well…this is it D-Pad…you’ve lived a good life…Goodbye…Equest…ria...