The Strength of Bonds

Well it seemed to go as smoothly as he had predicted without his sibling there. However something felt off, as though this night was his last. Matt quietly sat down on his friends couch fiddling with his pendent as he looked out a window, a half moon, the same moon that had been in the sky on his birthday. Gregg quietly nudged his friends shoulder and said

"Hey, you O.K? You seem distant."

Snapping out of his train of thought he turned to his friends and gave them each a once over in his mind before responding.

Lauren: The glue, as I thought of her, kept us together and our bonds strong despite our frequent playful fights.

Ashly: The eccentric story teller and his longest personal friend from elementary school.

Erica: Relatively new but still quiet the eccentric personality if you push her pas her shell of shyness.

Mev: Possibly the most creative of us and the only other Brony in the group and I appreciate the conversations with him.

Gregg: Gregg was one of the few people he trusted when it came to the gaming world and media in general.

But back to the question,

"Huuhh? Oh sorry I just have this uneasy feeling about tonight. It’s like Death itself is poking me in the ribs, I just can’t shake it."

"Well there he goes being all poetic again." Lauren chimed in.

"I'm being serious Lauren, I think we should call it a night it’s almost six anyways."

The usual clean up happens.....

"Well this was fun but that’s my ride" I said with a slight pain in my voice as a silver Mazda pulled into the driveway.

We all gathered for a group hug as was customary for our hangout.

Yet this was different, as they closed their embrace Matt's pendent sparked and glowed causing an orb to form around the group.

A faint scream was heard from the group as the orb blinked out of existence. Leaving only faint scorch marks on the lawn.

As Matt came to he felt his pendent against his chest still warm from whatever happened. Yet as he looked around he saw nothing but a ring of scorch marks around the entire clearing. This place felt familiar as if he had seen it before or even been here before.

Rustling was heard as he surveyed his surroundings. Quickly he took up a defensive posture over his friends as he was still the only one conscious.

Then a voice was heard above him that rocked him to his very core.

"Welcome to Equestria my little RamCard." said the navy blue alicorn.

Matt only managed one word before collapsing in shock "Luna?"