It's a cold place. Walls of concrete, no light but two flickering tubes on the top of the room I'm locked in and I have no idea exactly where I am located. I just can feel the steel handcuffs on my forearms and legs keeping me hanged on that chair. I need to recall who I am and what I do. A man in front of me is questioning me, again. It's been several hours I'm here. He's beginning his phrase like that, asking a guy behind that mirror to record that interview.
“Is it recording? Okay. Your name. Decline your identity.”
I'm tired of repeating it. They probably have an idea of who I am but I need some more time. Trained agents to be especially boring. The other guy looks like being with some military rank.
“My name is Sarah Shaimermann. I'm eighteen, I live in Massachussets now, I'm a student who came to the university of Boston in september 2011 from Kyrghiz-”
“Bullshit.”
“We want to know who you are, what you are, where do you come from.”
One of them is unlocking their taser, I hear again that whistling of a charging flash cap on these toys. I could handle it one more time but I will need my forces. If I make it...
*sigh*
“My name's Sunset Shimmer. I'm a unicorn from the real world. I came here in 1152... july 2011 on the human calendar and have taken this appearance to sneak here into your society using a magic spell.”
“Continue.”
“I've come here to learn about the possibility of an alternate universe and never expected monkeys could build anything or spread all across the world. Or even trap me, a student of Her Majesty Celestia. I never really wanted to cause trouble or be a threat. I've made friends here in the campus, meeting other students, learn a lot, read, explore..”
“So you can't use your magic powers under human appearance? We've been following you since your arrival here.”
The man with the briefcase shows me a bad quality photo, obviously taken from the CCTV security of some shop. Amongst others, some taken with a zoom into my own student apartment.
It's me, when I don't perform the spell that gives me an human appearance, if I don't renew it every 24 hours, This one will expire soon if my calculations are correct.
“Is that you on this picture, do you identify yourself?”
“Yes.”
“What's your role here, how many other of you unicorns are on this planet, and what do you want?”
“I ended here more or less accidentally, I should've said I came in peace”
“Peace? Bringing chaos on the the campus, death threats, arrest resist and all. What's your mission?”
“I really had nothing in mind. Really”
They're both observing me as I'm checking the possibilities for me to get out of here. I'm inefficient with this two-legged appearance. Hands to replace mechanically my natural magnetic force, hold objects. Write and build things. I could hardly use one of their weapons and my knowledge in maretial arts combined with magic will get me out of here. That's my only chance.
“Should I come up with a better story ?”
“You really had nothing in mind, like, travelling from a world to another, encountering us, and you call your world the real world? What do you want exactly?”
The guy on the other side of the desk is sweating, staring at me.
“Actually if there's one thing I want it'd be to go back”
Oh wait no don't tell them one fucking word about Equestria or Earth.. If they find out about it...
“Sooo... how do you go back to your world miss Sunset?”
“Eh; I don't know how, and no, I just wake up there and that's all. I can't explain myself but I'd like to know how. Don't you have like, rockets or things I could use now you mention it?”
“Okay that's enough, I'm done with this retarded story. You're not telling us how you're doing that shit, Stop recording. Done!”
He's asking someone to open the door, there, an escort of two armed mens are coming around me. I feel like my body will roll back to its normal appearance since a few minutes now. Oh the other guy looks pissed and takes back his photos
“Take miss back into her cell, and bring me an aspirin”
“Yessir.”
One of them is coming to untie me from that chair, and takes me out of the interrogation room. 3.
The guys are armed with a 9mm MP5 each; and have only a few body protection. 2. there's CCTV and I start to seek where I did enter here, left left guards, door, up up up, right, left, straight, run. I can down these electronic locks with magic. 1. As soon I'm back to normal I'm getting out of there in... 0.
I'm diving down, destabilize the guards, transformation's kind of fast; and get back up on my hooves, tearing apart these clothes, taking the two armed guys in my falling. One of them is shitting his pants and holding his submachine gun pointed at me. I take back my magshield on. He's screaming some vulgar gibberish as more guys are running after me.
“F...Free...Freeze, o or I'll”
Pathetic, I'm making fun of him.
“Or you will what? Y-Y-Yell at m-me? Out of my way!”
I'm bucking him away and his useless partner, as I hear a bunch of others behind us slamming the door and running after us,
“Don't shoot, I want her alive!”
I'm rushing to an hall where I spotted a lift. I'm not skilled with stairs, so, teleporting from places to places I have visualized. Right in front of me, a bunch of armed guys starts firing. I can trust my shield, my 360° radar sense my horn actually delivers and my physical abilities over these anthropoids, but they're dangerous, so I won't waste my time trying to kill them one by one. And that'd be against our principles. I'm reaching the top of the stairs, and end up in a parking lot, certainly the basement of a building,
I'm galloping the way out as there's two vans blocking the exit. Shit, more of the freeze guys, with helmets, kevlars, larger rifles.
“Fire!”
“Fire? I've got that for you!”
I'm invoking a spell that concentrates a beam of heated-up plasma but that lowers my shield when I do it. Oh and let's do it, I'm not gonna look for another exit. I'm blowing the van out of the entry of the parking and rush through it. It's been almost an entire day I haven't been exposed to the brightness of the sun and it feels so great. These poor chaps crawling on the floor and yelling about their aching knees or shoulders only makes it better. But I'm not as good as if I were at my full potential.
There's one helico floating around the building and I hear a lot of police cars incoming. I should get back my human appearance but I don't feel like, if I do, I'm vulnerable and being caught again is not what I want and I'm already lacking of energy. So I'm jumping through the traffic, pissing off even more people. I really need to eat something too as soon they stop being after me. And sleep. I've been burning my remaining resources and that's slowing me down. Gotta find a secure place to hide from these psychos, Celestia knows what could happen to me. Who are them? Army? CIA? FBI? Cops are barring the road right in front of me.
“You, stop right there!”
I'm trying to charge another attack but must keep in mind to keep my shield up against their bullets. So, I'm moving on the closest metro station entry. I don't care, I'm running through all these humans who are probably not in a hurry, well, they are now. All that to find..More cops?
Pointing their torchlights at me. There's more incoming from the other side. I'm charging them, I don't care, even if I'm wasting my last resources. There, you, eat some billboard. You, you get the neon. I realize they're not used to any kind of levitation spell and
“Aaah!!”
I'm hit? What's that? a syringe on my flank. Some junkie probably threw it or... I didn't plan something nonmetallic like a bullet or an arrow could reach me.
I'm pulling it out, and already my power's diminishing every second. I'm getting out of here, even if my rear hip's feeling numb, and there back to the surface, I find myself surrounded by soldiers on an empty commercial gallery.
“Bastards, they've got me...”
I feel my shield's running off slowly. Vision's getting blurry and I'm just standing there for a few seconds before hitting the floor. What's that poison? More generally, what have I done? I must not fail, I'm Sunset Shimmer, even if I kind of betrayed her, Celestia will expect me to get out of that mess all by myself or I'm not worth of her. These ...creatures are slowly walking towards me and I must gather what's left of energy in me.
I'm taking one by surprise, getting him to fall, getting back up. A muffled crackle and scream of pain are indicating he's neutralized, while I'm bucking in the face the other one, sending his teeth flying away out of his jaws, and make some marmalade off his nuts, others are getting back to their weapons, opening fire again, ruining this beautiful, shiny floor, gallery and boutiques as I do my best to stay as cover as possible. I'm finally certain they got a good reason to arrest me now, even kill me I don't care. Now there's two helicos from the army dumping more soldiers. The whole building is full, That's almost spectacular. All that steel, glass, all that for me...
“Stay cover, it's dangerous! Keep your distances from the target!”
“We need it alive. Don't forget!”
Some guys in a hazmat suit are coming to pick me and throw me inside a truck, tied and locked to some plank. I'm now completely knocked out.
I have no idea for how long I've remained asleep but I regret ever waking up at this right moment. I'm hanged on a table, in the middle of some white room, with spotlights, and more guys in the same biohazard suit. They obviously took care to cover myself with sensors of all kind, an IV line on my shoulder.
“Hey!”
They're turning in my direction, almost dropping a set of syringe they were certainly preparing.
“Look sir, is... is it awake?” Questioned one of the humans wearing their plastic burqa like if I were contagious. In response, I'm trying to mumble something more or less clear.
“I offer you ten second to unlock me, Passed this delay I'm gonna start killing you all.”
They did not seemed impressed at all for once.
“Don't worry, you could carry a truck with these, and the coiling on her horn makes it completely inoffensive. Let's start the biopsy as planned.”
That guy is coming in my direction with a syringe of a format I've never seen before, approaching it dangerousely from me. I'm doing my best to use any kind of spell but it's indeed working, nothing happens and these locks on my hooves are indeed solid. He's shoving that huge thing directly inside my flank and the only thing I can do so far is yelling out of pain. They're repeating the operation 3 or 4 times. I'm so exhausted yelling I'm almost fainting, again, and now I no longer want to die as long this man remains alive.
The docs or whatever they were are leaving the laboratory I'm locked on through something, like, an everything-proof door with what they wanted so far. Other people are entering in the room.
“So your name is Sunset Shimmer, right? You do speak our language; did you learn it by yourself?”
“F...uck ... yyouuu..”
“Yes, er, I forgot to introduce myself. My name's Thompson. Doctor Andrew Thompson and here's the commander of this complex behind this window, And we would just like to know you and your species more in details, to know if you are a threat to us. Are there more like you on Earth?”
“Yes, definitively.”
“That's not convincing at all. I think it would be a good idea to try something like our good ol'thiopental...”
“I'm really going to... AH!”
I'm fucking done with anything sharp or anything that penetrate my fur or any of my orifices so far. Dammit, humans and the drugs they make... And now everything I hear is that so-called doctor's voice resonating in my head.
“Ponies, you're saying? Like, horses or another kind of ponies?” “Are you hungry?” “How did you do that, you managed to destroy a truck and send several men in hospital you can also, use telekinesis, God forbid mind control, even.” “Very good! Tell me more about your hierarchy, It's good! Tell me everything!” “Could you turn someone like me or one of our friends into one of yours?” “Where's this portal?” “Try to be more specific.”
Celestia, I'm sorry; I've done fucked up being trapped here. I now know why there are books you never wanted me to know, I'm not ready to keep secrets.
As Sunset Shimmer's vanishing on the torture table, sobbing alone there, left on her own, while Thompson's leaving the laboratory followed by a bunch of scientists.
-“Keep an eye on her. If you notice anything illogical, you're allowed to ignite the room no matter what, okay?”
They're walking and crossing with another three person crew towards a lift, accompanied by three generals; commanders and their armed minions.
-“What do you think? Should I call Washington and declare the state of emergency?” Asked one of them?
-“From what she told me, and if I trust the EEG, no, she made it up, she's the only one in this world. She's alone, really close to the leader of that other world, and could have killed our guys.”
-“So that civilization she spoke of has the power and capability to control paranormal forces?”
-“Not paranormal, they do control electromagnetism on their individual perimeter with their brainwaves, that's the magic she were talking about.”
They're arriving on the surface, the lift opens in the middle of Arizona's desert with two helicopters.
“Thompson do you realize the opportunity we have right now? I'm getting a crew so we will know everything we need about these unicorns and that 'Questria thing. We'll locate your portal and I'm getting a crew of scientists and marines you will lead to their world.”
“Ah er.. I'm ...”
“You've done some good job! See you in Washington!”
He's lighting up a cigar and climbs on his helicopter. Thompson's going on the other direction with his crew : Los Angeles.
