Elements Addedby LightosphereChaptersAnd So It Began...ArrivalThe ConcertWake up CallAnd So It Began...Boulder Bruce had a dark chocolate brown coat with an electric green mane, he had a very large build, which allowed him to work on a solitary rock farm in the outer edges of basaltimore. Though he understood the drive for a high life, he lived in a small hoof-made house of seamless volcanic rocks and stones. Even the slightly tinted windows were volcanic glass (obsidian). Though he didn't live the best of existences, he definitely had a comfortable modern-like house with a small living room that expanded to other reaches of life such as bedroom and kitchen. Bruce's job was mining igneous rocks and rounding them into smoother than glass perfection, before being sold to the rich and famous of Equestria. He sometimes even took business ventures out to other countries. The pay was high, almost 10,000 bits per rock, and this salary allowed him to explore the city a little bit. In his search for some entertainment he came across an old market area, sadly most of the stands were run out of business by the big corporations with cheaper foods. Only a few still stood and ran well, one of which was a sandwich vender by the name of Kelp Sea. It had a small patio area with magazines strewn everywhere. Where Bruce decided to sit the paper announced that a mixed group of musicians where playing in Ponyville that weekend, it was said to be a combination of Classic and Dubstep to create a harmony of hums from the strings and a beat like a drum from the wubs. He was interested and he quickly glanced down to the price, his jaw dropped at the number of a measly one hundred bits for the talents of both Octavia Philharmonica and Vinyl Scratch! Even if he didn't like their types of music, of which he did, he would have gone for the price was low and he had a few vacation days saved up from last year that he wanted to spend. So he galloped home and got his saddle bags ready for the trip, and stay, in Ponyville. ^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v Nadia Mesi was a beautiful unicorn with an acute understanding of marine wildlife. Her coat was a brilliant orange that reflected the suns rays wherever she faced, her mane on the other hoof was a flowing mixture of light and dark blue contrasting with the orange just enough to make her noticeable but not too showy. She went to a college in the Andalusian outback as an exchange student from Equestria to learn more about the diverse sea life and plants. She was the top of her class when it came to anything sea related but when math budged in she nearly failed the semester, the professor allowed her to take an easier math class while taking advanced marine biology 10. She thank him much and offered him a ticket into her cousin Vinyl's party in Ponyville that weekend, he replied that he would love to come and told her to come with him for he didn't know his way around. With many thanks the fluorescent unicorn hopped off to ready all of her gear for the trip. ^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v Wind Writer was a bored pony, he was always reading books and writing books in his spare time but now he was out of his parents house he needed to pay for expenses such as food and electricity, which meant he had to get a sucky job as a minimum wage weather pony. He was always fooling around with the clouds to make them resemble an artifact from Daring Doo or some other adventure he read. His duty was to collect large pointless blanket clouds, roll them up, and put them into the rain maker to water up a different cloud. His mane was a pillow of cloud white and his coat was a shade of light blue that made him nearly invisible against the sky. As he went for the last cloud of his day he looked down to the ground and notice a stunning mare walking her way toward Sugarcube Corner. Her Coat was a smooth marshmallow white and her mane was like a fire, swishing in the wind slightly made it look alive. He raced through his last cloud to see if he could meet up with her and chat. Placing his punch card back into his slot he raced out to the candy shop. He walked in with a slight pant and noticed her sitting in the far corner on a bench facing away from the door. She somehow knew he was there and turned around, and motioned for him to sit across from her for there were very few free seats left in the store. He quickly stepped in-between seats to get to her and before he got there he twisted toward Mr. Cake and requested for two coffees. Wind sat down gently to not disturb anything in their area. The mare started the conversation off simply "Hello, my name is Flamella Frays and yours is?" "Oh mine?" he asked stupidly with blood rushing slightly to his cheeks "m-my name is Wind, Wind Writer." She snuck a sneak peek at his cutie mark and noticed that instead of what she thought it would be, a cloud board ( a Pegasus surf board for the clouds) but instead she saw it was a quill and ink. She gave him a puzzled look and he swept his eyes over his mark and back at her and suddenly he burst into intense laughter. After composing himself he explained that his name was Wind WRITER not Rider. Flamella's face filled understanding and she allowed a broad grin to spread across her face. "You're an interesting pony Wind." she said bluntly, "Hey! There is a concert playing with my cousin in it and I have an extra ticket." Wind was perplexed and gratefully said 'yes' and then piped up with the two questions he had "Who is your cousin? And who were you going to give the ticket to before me?" "Well" She said slowly "to answer your first question my cousin in Vinyl Scratch as for the second one it was for you I was hoping to give it to you when you were at home, but you were working and I was hungry so I stopped here." He sat there his mouth open slightly, he raised his hoofs, placed them to his temples, and pushed them away making an eruption sound with his mouth. She had just unintentionally blown his mind. ^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v Unbeknownst these four ponies were to set off a chain reaction that could either plummet the world into chaos or bring it to its greatest glory ever know by pony kind... ArrivalThe air was a dry musk this day in ponyville, and few ponies were outside. Bruce however would kill to live in this town compared his place in Basaltimore. Everything was definitely too colorful for him, but the air was much cleaner than any he has breathed in his entire life. The sky was tinted slightly grey by the clouds. "Stupid weather ponies, always getting Manehattan mixed up with Ponyville" Bruce grumbled under his breath. He had already booked a suite in Equineo Lodge and was fairly bored, as the concert started at 8:00,and it was only 5:45 now. He trotted his way toward the library. He had done his research on the town and found only a few entertainment centers, one of which was the library owned by Princess Twilight Sparkle. Enroute to the library a trio of young fillies flew across the road screaming at the top of their lungs "CUTIE MARK CRUSADERS CONCERT DECORATERS YAY!!!". He laughed. A whole laugh, something that he hadn't felt in many years. "Silly Fillies they will grow up but they aren't doing so soon." He pushed open the door to the library and was instantly greeted by a soft, but well spoken, voice "Hello, welcome the the Ponyville library." The lavender unicorn popped her head out of the corner of a bookshelf for a peek of who it was. "Ah Mr. Bruce welcome to the library is there anything I can help you with?" The chocolate pony raised an eyebrow inquisitively. "Oh you must be wondering how I know you name, I am an admirer of your work. I have one of your masterpieces." He glanced to where her hoof had pointed and found his artwork. It was perched on a small podium in the middle of a small pile of books. It was made of a simple purple stone, Sugilite, made by hoof into the form of a running horse. He returned to his original intent, to find a book series for his stay at Ponyville. "I suppose you have some kind of fictional series I can check out here? Perhaps Daring Doo? Oh, or even that new writer, what's his name, Wind Writer?" Twilight perked up at the mention of Daring Doo and brought the whole series over to him. She had a look of minor annoyance on her face. Realizing that he had seen her expression , she explained herself. "Daring Doo is not in fact fictional, but more of a documentary. The pony is real and I have met her. Though the action in this book series may seem impossible, it's not, just highly unlikely." He gladly took the books and hurried off to his hotel to start the long read ahead of him. ^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v "Eerrphh!" The sound couldn't be held in, as the orange mare spread her forelegs. "Oh, pardon me, I was sleeping in a horrible way and now I have a few syncthers, oh how embarrassing!" "Huuh, why do you always have to be so technical all the time, why can't you just say cramps?" His eyes searching for an answer in the ocean blue orbs before him. "Hey don't be criticizing me Professor Aqua! You told us to study our vocabulary wordsss" her final word drawn out as she bent her hoofs placing them firmly on her back, and leaning backward. Successfully meeting her goal to produce a row of cracks and pops, instantly soothing the tension previously having built up. "I wanna check out the fashion shops they have here and see if I can get any clothes." He looked into the travel brochure and saw what he was looking for. "Lets see, ah ha! Rarity's boutique, how splendid." Announced The smoke grey professor. Nadia said in the most sarcastic voice she could muster, "Yea, There will probably be a few nice things there at ridiculous prices, and then we'll never wear it. But if you want to, I guess we can stop by for a while." She said with a glorious smirk etched across her face. A small while later they arrived at the superfluous boutique and knocked upon the door. "Come in please, you must allow me to quickly finish this project and I'll be right down." After entering the two ponies took in the blast of colors and designs laced across the walls. They were awe-struck by the complexity of the dresses and suits. "Hello, what may I help you with? I have many choices of clothing for you." "Oh I was simply looking for a slightly more appropriate attire for tonight's concert. A flowery button top is normal where I come from, it might not be very much liked at a concert." "Yes Yes, let me see, I have just the thing for both of you, come on up stairs." She beamed at them and lead them toward the room with all of the clothing. After the door opened there was a slight breeze and once entered you were immediately blown away by the complexity and neatness of everything. She, using her light blue magic, drew out two matching outfits. The professors attire was a simple suit with a few embroidered designs, Nadia's however was more of a casual dress that would fit well and not absorb too much attention. After trying the clothes on the professor asked the price of the pair. "Oh dearie, I don't believe I have had a pair that looked so well in them before, I shall ask the price of 25 bits each." The grey pony couldn't get his hoofs into his pockets fast enough. They decided to peruse the boutique until the concert began. It would be a while and they didn't want to be utterly bored for another two hours. ^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v "Ahhh" The satisfied mare sighed as she finished her third coffee. "What do you propose we do after this?" "Well, if you have a cousin that is in the concert, maybe we can help put everything together?" Wind asked hopefully just to try to get something out there so he didn't look stupid. "Sure, lets go talk to her and see if she needs help with anything." When they arrived at the stage there was pandemonium everywhere. The DJ and the Cellist were arguing over which songs to play when, the lights were all mixed and needed to be reset into their original places, even the stage itself was a bit off, it was falling to pieces. "Hey Vinyl, my friend Wind and I were just wondering if you wanted some help setting up your stage." "Sure the Transcelestian Orchestra would work with Flux Ponion but not Deadhor5e and Moozart they aren't even in the same realm Tavi!" "Now you know I hate that nick-name you gave me, but still add Moozart somewhere into this production please it's one of my favorites." The grey ponies eyes searching for some kind of help behind the DJ's glasses. "Ughh, fine, but you owe me big time, I've got to re-write the Classical you want into some Skrillex." A wide smirk appearing across her face "Only for you Dear. Ok gotta go see what Flamella wants, see you soon." "Thank you dear." The grey pony smiling a huge grin lightly kissed the DJ lovingly on the cheek before heading off for a different matter. "So, what's up?" "Well..." Flamella actually seemed to be a little bit nervous "Wind and I were just hoping to help with some things around here, It's a little chaotic right now, for being an hour and a half before the concert, ya know?" "Yea sure, just this way we need some help setting up the tables and you and what's his name could put on the crumb-catchers." She said pointing to a pile of fold up tables and tablecloths. "Aside from that I can't think of anything right now, maybe you and your coltfriend would like some VIP access?" She said Glancing quickly at Wind seeming to notice him for the first time. "Hey! He's not my coltfriend! He is just a colt and a friend." She turned toward the stallion and saw him smiling but in his eyes she could see he was let down for not being her coltfriend yet. "So where do we start?" They were led to a stack of red and white plaid tablecloths and fold up plastic tables. The flame maned pony using her horn had lifted the folded tables and, along with her hoofs undid the pegs that held it together. She then placed them gently in a pattern that allowed ponies to easily move in and out easily. The Pegasus pony was working silently with her and placed out, in a perfect blanket, the cloths onto the tables. They had known that this process would take long enough that by the time they were done they would have about ten minutes to settle down before ponies started arriving. The ConcertBruce had just finished the first book, Quest for the Sapphire Stone, It was interesting but he was glad to get out of his bed and head off toward the stage. When he arrived there were already quite a few ponies sitting and talking amongst themselves. He decided to take the most open table there was and it had had three other seats, he didn't like being alone and talking with others is extremely entertaining for him. Quickly the open theater filled with ecstatic ponies that were looking forward to the song selection made by the two contradicting artists. Among these guests came a coal pony in a suit and a beautiful mare with a flowing, ocean blue, mane. The stallion quickly went off toward the bar to get some whiskey which left the unicorn to find a seat for herself, she knew the professor wouldn't mind if she left him to his own devices. She searched the tables and found a dark earth pony sitting alone, he looked bored, as if he needed to talk to somepony. After a few moments he turned and noticed her and signaled with a slight wave of a hoof and a light smile, inviting her to come and join his table. "Hello there" He said as she sat down "quite a concert they've got here wouldn't you say?" With a slight flick of her head to get her hair out of her eyes responded softly compared to his booming voice "Yes, its very nice isn't it. My cousin is the DJ playing..." She trailed off and an awkward silence filled the air. She swiftly and almost unnoticeably pulled a small stone from her saddle bag and rolled it between her hoofs. "Hmm, I see you use one of my Soothing Stones." She quickly put it down shamed of having been noticed. "Oh, you make them? I have always wondered how my hoofs don't make a scratch on it but you are able to round it out perfectly." "Well that mam' is a secret that only I know and I will take it to my grave." A broad smile spread across his face and they reentered the overbearing awkward silence. "Well if I do say the tables filled up quickly." This comment was made by a white coated, flame maned, mare and was quickly followed up by a blurb from a curly haired stallion to her left "Well I guess we should grab some seats before their all gone." They set off to find a table with a pair of chairs but found only one, it accompanied a dark brown earth pony and a light orange unicorn. They seemed to be in a slight bundle of silence, practically calling for somepony to speak. The flame unicorn spoke first "Hey there, mind if we join ya?" not waiting for a response took a seat and relaxed into the chair. "So, who's who and what's up?" The blue Pegasus sat down gently, recognizing that he was uninvited, and made himself as small as possible. "Umm, sure, I'm Nadia Mesi and this is Boulder Bruce." "Well I'm Flamella Frays and this is.." She waited and the shy Pegasus peeped in a sly way "My n-name is W-wind Writer." The grass haired pony decided to take initiative and pointed out a simple observation "Hey Nadia, you and Flamella look similar, you related?" "Doubt it, the only way we could possibly be related, is if we're cousins. The only cousin I have is playing right now, Vinyl Scratch." A look of awe spread across Nadia's face. "Hey she's my cousin too you have her coat while I have more of her hair." While the two girls started chatting about family lineage and their lives. The stallions however had a completely different conversation. "Wait you said your name was Wind Writer right? The author of the Actinide series?" The author pony was perplexed by what he had but quickly replied with the subtitle " When Un-staple Elements Collide. I'm surprised you have heard of it, many don't even know it exists." "My favorite chapter would definitely be chapter four: Uranium, it has the most interesting dialogue, it radiates with good penmanship." Bruce proudly announced, adding a pun to make the conversation inviting. As a counter the writer replied "Well the easiest to do was chapter ten: Einsteinium, most certainly the smartest choice if your new to the genre." The two stallions laughed as they through puns at each other. Eventually the conversation grew and spread to the mares. The conversation was so intense that they didn't realize they began to glow and their colors change. Bruce became a leafy green all over his body and grew even more muscles than before. Wind lost the sky blue and went into a complete cloud of filmy white cloud. Flamella's white marshmallow body was soon consumed in molten lava. Lastly Nadia went from a traffic cone orange to a deep sea blue. Their conversations went on and by the time they left their colors had become normal. Afterward they were told they all left with colors glowing around them; Bruce green, Wind white, Flamella red, and Nadia blue. They took no notice of this change but soon it would become obvious something had happened that night that would change everything about all of them. ^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v The next morning Bruce awoke to a sore back and body, it felt like he had slept on a rock. Wait. He WAS sleeping on a rock, a sedimentary rock that was very rough, and surprisingly, was the stone he had thought of just moments before waking up to the rock underneath him. He was clueless to what had happened, one second he was happily sleeping upon a comfy mattress, the next he was on the scratchiest hardest stone imaginable. In his dream he was about to turn the impossibly coarse rock into a sparkling stone to be admired by all. With this new thought of where his bed went once he rose and turned toward the bed he saw it was, a bed? How could this be? He just saw and felt a rock, but now it's gone, not a trace but his own memory. He looked at himself to see if there was something wrong with him, as a matter of fact there was, he was glowing and his coat had changed. He was not dark chocolate brown anymore, just a green that could be described as leafy. Things were changing and he knew it, he decided to go back to bed for there was no point in fretting over a matter this late at night. What he didn't know was that he was tired and had to get new sleep for he had spent almost all of his energy, on accident, with his unknown powers. ^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v Nadia had chosen a nice hotel for her and her professor to sleep in, it even came with water beds. Once asleep she started dreaming of being able to breath under water and exploring the oceans depths. What she didn't know was that it was happening her mind opened and the water flowing in the bed found the tinniest of leaks in the mattress and forced Its way out. Once nearly completely deflated the water that pooled out coalesced around Nadia lifting her and traveling through the open door toward the pool. Once there it slowly dove into the depths of it and she was engulfed with the pool water. She awoke to the feeling of cool air surrounding her and she opened her eyes, they were blurry. She looked around and tried to clean her eyes out but soon realized that she was underwater, and breathing, no scuba tank, nothing. She took in a breath and felt the water travel into her mouth and it instantly turned to air when it passed her esophagus. she rose up and got out of the water and made her way to a stack of towels. When she arrived, which only took a few seconds, she reached forward and realized that one, she was not wet, and two, her coat was now a vivid oceanic blue. Her eyes were drooping and there was a padded chair near by. She didn't want to walk all the way back and she was nearly dead from tiredness. It couldn't hurt to sleep out here near the calm water, right? ^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v Wind was content with his evening, he had made some new friends, and he was now feeling a bit giddy. He sat down in his desk and pulled out his simple laptop. He had been writing a new story on HumFiction.com that had to do with a simple guy in high school who was also writing a small story but had a secret that he didn't want many to know. He had learned facts about humans from his friend Lyra, who was an anthropologist. After writing a whole new chapter he put the computer down and placed it into a corner. He headed off to his bed to get some rest before the morning, he had to clean up the mess from the night and fix up the weather. He had a hoof-made cloud bed that would mold to his every position allowing for his wings. As he drifted off into sleep he didn't realize that he was actually drifting just above his bed. The wind outside was quickly picking up and his cloud house was made to survive a light wind but not a storm, which it soon escalated to. The walls ripped away, wind whipping through the now barren house, tore everything apart aside from the eye of the tornado that had formed, it stayed away from his bed. Though he heard everything around him he was experiencing euphoria and wasn't waking up anytime soon... ^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v "Well, that couldn't have gone any better could it?" Flamella commented out loud though there was nopony there to hear. She rolled over on her side and stared into the happy picture of her mother and father, their faces forever frozen in glee as she first began to walk. "Good night Mum. Night Dad." She drifted once again into her nightmare filled sleep, but this time was different. ....... "Honey?" a small sweet voice asked though the barely lit house, "Did you get Flamey to bed alright?" "Sure did. Now you said you wanted to see the news so, shall we?" "Ok." The facts were few but they were enough to paint the picture of pain and suffering of the family. When Flamella's mother went to join the father she had forgotten that she was cooking a cake for her daughter's birthday the next day. When the cake started to burn the oven kept all the smoke and smell inside so there was no way to tell what was soon to happen. "Run!!! Get Flamella! Quick!" The mother wasn't afraid of waking up the filly, rather, she was terrified of the fire and smoke seeping through the floor and covering the walls. "But Hon..." He never got to finish his sentence when the ceiling caved in on the mother killing her instantly. He wouldn't let the same happen to his one and only daughter. He ran through the house and found the young unicorn staring blankly at a small pile of flame that had made its way in front of her, she seemed, mesmerized? He couldn't ponder this now, he had to get her out. The hall that he had just run through was engulfed in fire. He looked around and found that there was a way, but only one of them would make it. The fire-ponies reported late and found a young filly laying in the grass on the ground in an impossible shape, her left front hoof was completely turned around. The ambulance soon followed and took her away. After the fire was doused they began the search, there were fatalities. A unicorn mare who was in a heavily burnt bed and a earth stallion, reaching out the window that was just above where the filly was found. It was quickly assumed that after the wife having been killed, he ran into the daughters room, wrapped her in milk soaked blankets, and dropped her as easily as he could as the flames engulfed his too. In doing this he saved the fillies life, minus a dislocated shoulder. ....... She awoke to the smell of flame, something she had grown used to as a pyrologist. But this was different, this brought back the memories. She looked around her house and saw an anarchy of flames trying to reach out to her. She snuggled further into her bed and closed her eyes, if she was going to die, she would do so in peace. Wake up CallThere was an eeriness that hung in the air as Nadia entered the hospital along with her dark companion. Both had been awoken by a cross eyed Pegasus who informed them that their friends wanted them to come to the hospital. Though it was only 3:25 in the morning they were extremely awake. "Their ready for you to see them." Nurse Redheart had a dreary sound to her voice, like she didn't even care. They were led into a room that smelled of disinfectant, bleach, and old Band-Aids. There were two ponies in beds one had his wings casted up and held in place by brackets. the other had a few singe marks and was breathing through a breathing ventilator which allow her to live, she was asleep. "I was beginning to wonder how long they were going to keep you two outside, you won't believe what has happened to me." "Well we have had some interesting nights too so don't think were going to think your insane or anything." The soft voice emerged from the orange pony in a reverend whisper. "Ok, so I had a dream where I had these amazing powers and I created a tornado that sucked up all of the bad in the world and annihilated it. Instead it seemed that one came and demolished my house, I fell and my wings are sprained but otherwise I'm fairly ok." He looked over to his bedside partner and acquired a gloom expression. "She was found after he house had burned down she was lightly burned with an odd clearing around her. She breathed in too much smoke and soot so she'll have to get her lungs cleaned out by magic. She should be good an healthy soon though." The nurse exited the room and the four were left to their devices. When Flamella awoke the others were ecstatic and couldn't keep the joy out of their voices. After a big group hug they started the gloomy explanations of what had happened to them all. As they went from Bruce, to Nadia, to Wind, and finally Flamella, the stories became more unbelievable and more terrifying. Though their experiences were completely unrelated, they had one common cross-road. They all had a dream that was so intense that it came to life, ones that brought out emotions that were either lost in the past or needed to resurfaced. "Well that's nice and all, what will we do now? I don't wanna fall asleep again, I think you will all agree." Though Flamella stated it, they all had the same thoughts going through their minds. If there was to be any sleep it had to be light and thoughtless, they eventually succeeded at this. ^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v As they woke from their unfruitful slumber to objects of various sizes and shapes lying next to each of them. Bruce had a copper colored chain wrapped around his neck, at the base it contained jadeite, one of the most rare and recognizable rocks in the world. Nadia was wearing an arm cuff that had a flowing essence to it, it looked ad if to climb right off of her foreleg. Wind had a single piercing in his left ear which held a little stud, one that held itself lighter than it looked like it should have. Flamella had a ring upon her horn, it had a full seamless fire opal surrounding the center of the golden ring. Each had a beautiful glow that enhanced the power that seemed to flow from the garments. Each of the ponies had a different reaction to their new accessories. Bruce just sat and looked down at his necklace and couldn't be rid of the thought that he had always wanted one and that this one was just so... perfect. Nadia was scrambling on the floor trying to get her cuffs off, grunting with every push and never succeeding. Flamella was transfixed by the terrifying similarities between her and how the rock was formed, violently and with lots of pressure. Wind walked over to a mirror in the corner of the hospital room with only one thought: 'When did I get a piercing?'. ^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v After a day of calming Nadia down and having Flamella checked up they headed off toward the library to see if there were any books on the strange events and the objects. As they walked in they were introduced by a small, purple, dragonling who was eager to show them to the unknown magics section. There were entire shelves a good two or three ponies high stocked full of books, some small and some gigantic. The dragon ran off to get Twilight to see if she could help. They roamed through the different books until she arrived. "Hello again Bruce, I see you have brought friends." Her smile wide but a look of weariness in her eyes showed she was a bit sleepless. "Spike said there may be something I can help you with?" "Yes, um, we have had a few odd things happen so far." Said a shy voice from the back of the group. "We have obtained these objects and have had a few mishaps." She said with a sheepish smile. "Well, why don't you four tell my what has happened and I'll see what I can get." And the explanation began, starting from their meeting, to the night occurrences, to the objects that appeared over sleep. She seemed to take it all in like a purple pony sponge. The entire time she mouthed off different things that sounded foreign, constantly searching through a book until a new fact was brought up and then changing to a new book. After they had finished the library looked like an earthquake had shook through it and there was one book that looked somewhat organized left. Twilight took it down reluctantly, seeming to hope that whatever was happening was not related to what was in that book. As she scanned through the pages her ears drew back and a frown crossed her face, when she had completed reading she announced that they needed to head to Canterlot and address all of the princesses immediately. This seemed urgent so they agreed to head on the next train but Twilight said this needed immediate action so she used her magic to teleport them all to the princesses palace. She busted through two royal doors into the throne room, the three alicorns looking at her like she was a changeling. She quickly explained a few things to the princesses in short bursts of sentences with vocabulary that didn't seem like it would be used in the English language. When she was finished she was breathless and sweating, the other alicorn princesses were, though obviously deep in thought, keeping their faces strait for the time. Celestia stepped down from her royal seat and bowed to the four ponies before her. "Welcome once again, Creators, we have been awaiting your arrivals. You have much to learn and catch up on." She said still bowing. The four were awestruck, a princess just bowed to THEM.
And So It Began...Boulder Bruce had a dark chocolate brown coat with an electric green mane, he had a very large build, which allowed him to work on a solitary rock farm in the outer edges of basaltimore. Though he understood the drive for a high life, he lived in a small hoof-made house of seamless volcanic rocks and stones. Even the slightly tinted windows were volcanic glass (obsidian). Though he didn't live the best of existences, he definitely had a comfortable modern-like house with a small living room that expanded to other reaches of life such as bedroom and kitchen. Bruce's job was mining igneous rocks and rounding them into smoother than glass perfection, before being sold to the rich and famous of Equestria. He sometimes even took business ventures out to other countries. The pay was high, almost 10,000 bits per rock, and this salary allowed him to explore the city a little bit. In his search for some entertainment he came across an old market area, sadly most of the stands were run out of business by the big corporations with cheaper foods. Only a few still stood and ran well, one of which was a sandwich vender by the name of Kelp Sea. It had a small patio area with magazines strewn everywhere. Where Bruce decided to sit the paper announced that a mixed group of musicians where playing in Ponyville that weekend, it was said to be a combination of Classic and Dubstep to create a harmony of hums from the strings and a beat like a drum from the wubs. He was interested and he quickly glanced down to the price, his jaw dropped at the number of a measly one hundred bits for the talents of both Octavia Philharmonica and Vinyl Scratch! Even if he didn't like their types of music, of which he did, he would have gone for the price was low and he had a few vacation days saved up from last year that he wanted to spend. So he galloped home and got his saddle bags ready for the trip, and stay, in Ponyville. ^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v Nadia Mesi was a beautiful unicorn with an acute understanding of marine wildlife. Her coat was a brilliant orange that reflected the suns rays wherever she faced, her mane on the other hoof was a flowing mixture of light and dark blue contrasting with the orange just enough to make her noticeable but not too showy. She went to a college in the Andalusian outback as an exchange student from Equestria to learn more about the diverse sea life and plants. She was the top of her class when it came to anything sea related but when math budged in she nearly failed the semester, the professor allowed her to take an easier math class while taking advanced marine biology 10. She thank him much and offered him a ticket into her cousin Vinyl's party in Ponyville that weekend, he replied that he would love to come and told her to come with him for he didn't know his way around. With many thanks the fluorescent unicorn hopped off to ready all of her gear for the trip. ^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v Wind Writer was a bored pony, he was always reading books and writing books in his spare time but now he was out of his parents house he needed to pay for expenses such as food and electricity, which meant he had to get a sucky job as a minimum wage weather pony. He was always fooling around with the clouds to make them resemble an artifact from Daring Doo or some other adventure he read. His duty was to collect large pointless blanket clouds, roll them up, and put them into the rain maker to water up a different cloud. His mane was a pillow of cloud white and his coat was a shade of light blue that made him nearly invisible against the sky. As he went for the last cloud of his day he looked down to the ground and notice a stunning mare walking her way toward Sugarcube Corner. Her Coat was a smooth marshmallow white and her mane was like a fire, swishing in the wind slightly made it look alive. He raced through his last cloud to see if he could meet up with her and chat. Placing his punch card back into his slot he raced out to the candy shop. He walked in with a slight pant and noticed her sitting in the far corner on a bench facing away from the door. She somehow knew he was there and turned around, and motioned for him to sit across from her for there were very few free seats left in the store. He quickly stepped in-between seats to get to her and before he got there he twisted toward Mr. Cake and requested for two coffees. Wind sat down gently to not disturb anything in their area. The mare started the conversation off simply "Hello, my name is Flamella Frays and yours is?" "Oh mine?" he asked stupidly with blood rushing slightly to his cheeks "m-my name is Wind, Wind Writer." She snuck a sneak peek at his cutie mark and noticed that instead of what she thought it would be, a cloud board ( a Pegasus surf board for the clouds) but instead she saw it was a quill and ink. She gave him a puzzled look and he swept his eyes over his mark and back at her and suddenly he burst into intense laughter. After composing himself he explained that his name was Wind WRITER not Rider. Flamella's face filled understanding and she allowed a broad grin to spread across her face. "You're an interesting pony Wind." she said bluntly, "Hey! There is a concert playing with my cousin in it and I have an extra ticket." Wind was perplexed and gratefully said 'yes' and then piped up with the two questions he had "Who is your cousin? And who were you going to give the ticket to before me?" "Well" She said slowly "to answer your first question my cousin in Vinyl Scratch as for the second one it was for you I was hoping to give it to you when you were at home, but you were working and I was hungry so I stopped here." He sat there his mouth open slightly, he raised his hoofs, placed them to his temples, and pushed them away making an eruption sound with his mouth. She had just unintentionally blown his mind. ^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v Unbeknownst these four ponies were to set off a chain reaction that could either plummet the world into chaos or bring it to its greatest glory ever know by pony kind...
ArrivalThe air was a dry musk this day in ponyville, and few ponies were outside. Bruce however would kill to live in this town compared his place in Basaltimore. Everything was definitely too colorful for him, but the air was much cleaner than any he has breathed in his entire life. The sky was tinted slightly grey by the clouds. "Stupid weather ponies, always getting Manehattan mixed up with Ponyville" Bruce grumbled under his breath. He had already booked a suite in Equineo Lodge and was fairly bored, as the concert started at 8:00,and it was only 5:45 now. He trotted his way toward the library. He had done his research on the town and found only a few entertainment centers, one of which was the library owned by Princess Twilight Sparkle. Enroute to the library a trio of young fillies flew across the road screaming at the top of their lungs "CUTIE MARK CRUSADERS CONCERT DECORATERS YAY!!!". He laughed. A whole laugh, something that he hadn't felt in many years. "Silly Fillies they will grow up but they aren't doing so soon." He pushed open the door to the library and was instantly greeted by a soft, but well spoken, voice "Hello, welcome the the Ponyville library." The lavender unicorn popped her head out of the corner of a bookshelf for a peek of who it was. "Ah Mr. Bruce welcome to the library is there anything I can help you with?" The chocolate pony raised an eyebrow inquisitively. "Oh you must be wondering how I know you name, I am an admirer of your work. I have one of your masterpieces." He glanced to where her hoof had pointed and found his artwork. It was perched on a small podium in the middle of a small pile of books. It was made of a simple purple stone, Sugilite, made by hoof into the form of a running horse. He returned to his original intent, to find a book series for his stay at Ponyville. "I suppose you have some kind of fictional series I can check out here? Perhaps Daring Doo? Oh, or even that new writer, what's his name, Wind Writer?" Twilight perked up at the mention of Daring Doo and brought the whole series over to him. She had a look of minor annoyance on her face. Realizing that he had seen her expression , she explained herself. "Daring Doo is not in fact fictional, but more of a documentary. The pony is real and I have met her. Though the action in this book series may seem impossible, it's not, just highly unlikely." He gladly took the books and hurried off to his hotel to start the long read ahead of him. ^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v "Eerrphh!" The sound couldn't be held in, as the orange mare spread her forelegs. "Oh, pardon me, I was sleeping in a horrible way and now I have a few syncthers, oh how embarrassing!" "Huuh, why do you always have to be so technical all the time, why can't you just say cramps?" His eyes searching for an answer in the ocean blue orbs before him. "Hey don't be criticizing me Professor Aqua! You told us to study our vocabulary wordsss" her final word drawn out as she bent her hoofs placing them firmly on her back, and leaning backward. Successfully meeting her goal to produce a row of cracks and pops, instantly soothing the tension previously having built up. "I wanna check out the fashion shops they have here and see if I can get any clothes." He looked into the travel brochure and saw what he was looking for. "Lets see, ah ha! Rarity's boutique, how splendid." Announced The smoke grey professor. Nadia said in the most sarcastic voice she could muster, "Yea, There will probably be a few nice things there at ridiculous prices, and then we'll never wear it. But if you want to, I guess we can stop by for a while." She said with a glorious smirk etched across her face. A small while later they arrived at the superfluous boutique and knocked upon the door. "Come in please, you must allow me to quickly finish this project and I'll be right down." After entering the two ponies took in the blast of colors and designs laced across the walls. They were awe-struck by the complexity of the dresses and suits. "Hello, what may I help you with? I have many choices of clothing for you." "Oh I was simply looking for a slightly more appropriate attire for tonight's concert. A flowery button top is normal where I come from, it might not be very much liked at a concert." "Yes Yes, let me see, I have just the thing for both of you, come on up stairs." She beamed at them and lead them toward the room with all of the clothing. After the door opened there was a slight breeze and once entered you were immediately blown away by the complexity and neatness of everything. She, using her light blue magic, drew out two matching outfits. The professors attire was a simple suit with a few embroidered designs, Nadia's however was more of a casual dress that would fit well and not absorb too much attention. After trying the clothes on the professor asked the price of the pair. "Oh dearie, I don't believe I have had a pair that looked so well in them before, I shall ask the price of 25 bits each." The grey pony couldn't get his hoofs into his pockets fast enough. They decided to peruse the boutique until the concert began. It would be a while and they didn't want to be utterly bored for another two hours. ^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v "Ahhh" The satisfied mare sighed as she finished her third coffee. "What do you propose we do after this?" "Well, if you have a cousin that is in the concert, maybe we can help put everything together?" Wind asked hopefully just to try to get something out there so he didn't look stupid. "Sure, lets go talk to her and see if she needs help with anything." When they arrived at the stage there was pandemonium everywhere. The DJ and the Cellist were arguing over which songs to play when, the lights were all mixed and needed to be reset into their original places, even the stage itself was a bit off, it was falling to pieces. "Hey Vinyl, my friend Wind and I were just wondering if you wanted some help setting up your stage." "Sure the Transcelestian Orchestra would work with Flux Ponion but not Deadhor5e and Moozart they aren't even in the same realm Tavi!" "Now you know I hate that nick-name you gave me, but still add Moozart somewhere into this production please it's one of my favorites." The grey ponies eyes searching for some kind of help behind the DJ's glasses. "Ughh, fine, but you owe me big time, I've got to re-write the Classical you want into some Skrillex." A wide smirk appearing across her face "Only for you Dear. Ok gotta go see what Flamella wants, see you soon." "Thank you dear." The grey pony smiling a huge grin lightly kissed the DJ lovingly on the cheek before heading off for a different matter. "So, what's up?" "Well..." Flamella actually seemed to be a little bit nervous "Wind and I were just hoping to help with some things around here, It's a little chaotic right now, for being an hour and a half before the concert, ya know?" "Yea sure, just this way we need some help setting up the tables and you and what's his name could put on the crumb-catchers." She said pointing to a pile of fold up tables and tablecloths. "Aside from that I can't think of anything right now, maybe you and your coltfriend would like some VIP access?" She said Glancing quickly at Wind seeming to notice him for the first time. "Hey! He's not my coltfriend! He is just a colt and a friend." She turned toward the stallion and saw him smiling but in his eyes she could see he was let down for not being her coltfriend yet. "So where do we start?" They were led to a stack of red and white plaid tablecloths and fold up plastic tables. The flame maned pony using her horn had lifted the folded tables and, along with her hoofs undid the pegs that held it together. She then placed them gently in a pattern that allowed ponies to easily move in and out easily. The Pegasus pony was working silently with her and placed out, in a perfect blanket, the cloths onto the tables. They had known that this process would take long enough that by the time they were done they would have about ten minutes to settle down before ponies started arriving.
The ConcertBruce had just finished the first book, Quest for the Sapphire Stone, It was interesting but he was glad to get out of his bed and head off toward the stage. When he arrived there were already quite a few ponies sitting and talking amongst themselves. He decided to take the most open table there was and it had had three other seats, he didn't like being alone and talking with others is extremely entertaining for him. Quickly the open theater filled with ecstatic ponies that were looking forward to the song selection made by the two contradicting artists. Among these guests came a coal pony in a suit and a beautiful mare with a flowing, ocean blue, mane. The stallion quickly went off toward the bar to get some whiskey which left the unicorn to find a seat for herself, she knew the professor wouldn't mind if she left him to his own devices. She searched the tables and found a dark earth pony sitting alone, he looked bored, as if he needed to talk to somepony. After a few moments he turned and noticed her and signaled with a slight wave of a hoof and a light smile, inviting her to come and join his table. "Hello there" He said as she sat down "quite a concert they've got here wouldn't you say?" With a slight flick of her head to get her hair out of her eyes responded softly compared to his booming voice "Yes, its very nice isn't it. My cousin is the DJ playing..." She trailed off and an awkward silence filled the air. She swiftly and almost unnoticeably pulled a small stone from her saddle bag and rolled it between her hoofs. "Hmm, I see you use one of my Soothing Stones." She quickly put it down shamed of having been noticed. "Oh, you make them? I have always wondered how my hoofs don't make a scratch on it but you are able to round it out perfectly." "Well that mam' is a secret that only I know and I will take it to my grave." A broad smile spread across his face and they reentered the overbearing awkward silence. "Well if I do say the tables filled up quickly." This comment was made by a white coated, flame maned, mare and was quickly followed up by a blurb from a curly haired stallion to her left "Well I guess we should grab some seats before their all gone." They set off to find a table with a pair of chairs but found only one, it accompanied a dark brown earth pony and a light orange unicorn. They seemed to be in a slight bundle of silence, practically calling for somepony to speak. The flame unicorn spoke first "Hey there, mind if we join ya?" not waiting for a response took a seat and relaxed into the chair. "So, who's who and what's up?" The blue Pegasus sat down gently, recognizing that he was uninvited, and made himself as small as possible. "Umm, sure, I'm Nadia Mesi and this is Boulder Bruce." "Well I'm Flamella Frays and this is.." She waited and the shy Pegasus peeped in a sly way "My n-name is W-wind Writer." The grass haired pony decided to take initiative and pointed out a simple observation "Hey Nadia, you and Flamella look similar, you related?" "Doubt it, the only way we could possibly be related, is if we're cousins. The only cousin I have is playing right now, Vinyl Scratch." A look of awe spread across Nadia's face. "Hey she's my cousin too you have her coat while I have more of her hair." While the two girls started chatting about family lineage and their lives. The stallions however had a completely different conversation. "Wait you said your name was Wind Writer right? The author of the Actinide series?" The author pony was perplexed by what he had but quickly replied with the subtitle " When Un-staple Elements Collide. I'm surprised you have heard of it, many don't even know it exists." "My favorite chapter would definitely be chapter four: Uranium, it has the most interesting dialogue, it radiates with good penmanship." Bruce proudly announced, adding a pun to make the conversation inviting. As a counter the writer replied "Well the easiest to do was chapter ten: Einsteinium, most certainly the smartest choice if your new to the genre." The two stallions laughed as they through puns at each other. Eventually the conversation grew and spread to the mares. The conversation was so intense that they didn't realize they began to glow and their colors change. Bruce became a leafy green all over his body and grew even more muscles than before. Wind lost the sky blue and went into a complete cloud of filmy white cloud. Flamella's white marshmallow body was soon consumed in molten lava. Lastly Nadia went from a traffic cone orange to a deep sea blue. Their conversations went on and by the time they left their colors had become normal. Afterward they were told they all left with colors glowing around them; Bruce green, Wind white, Flamella red, and Nadia blue. They took no notice of this change but soon it would become obvious something had happened that night that would change everything about all of them. ^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v The next morning Bruce awoke to a sore back and body, it felt like he had slept on a rock. Wait. He WAS sleeping on a rock, a sedimentary rock that was very rough, and surprisingly, was the stone he had thought of just moments before waking up to the rock underneath him. He was clueless to what had happened, one second he was happily sleeping upon a comfy mattress, the next he was on the scratchiest hardest stone imaginable. In his dream he was about to turn the impossibly coarse rock into a sparkling stone to be admired by all. With this new thought of where his bed went once he rose and turned toward the bed he saw it was, a bed? How could this be? He just saw and felt a rock, but now it's gone, not a trace but his own memory. He looked at himself to see if there was something wrong with him, as a matter of fact there was, he was glowing and his coat had changed. He was not dark chocolate brown anymore, just a green that could be described as leafy. Things were changing and he knew it, he decided to go back to bed for there was no point in fretting over a matter this late at night. What he didn't know was that he was tired and had to get new sleep for he had spent almost all of his energy, on accident, with his unknown powers. ^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v Nadia had chosen a nice hotel for her and her professor to sleep in, it even came with water beds. Once asleep she started dreaming of being able to breath under water and exploring the oceans depths. What she didn't know was that it was happening her mind opened and the water flowing in the bed found the tinniest of leaks in the mattress and forced Its way out. Once nearly completely deflated the water that pooled out coalesced around Nadia lifting her and traveling through the open door toward the pool. Once there it slowly dove into the depths of it and she was engulfed with the pool water. She awoke to the feeling of cool air surrounding her and she opened her eyes, they were blurry. She looked around and tried to clean her eyes out but soon realized that she was underwater, and breathing, no scuba tank, nothing. She took in a breath and felt the water travel into her mouth and it instantly turned to air when it passed her esophagus. she rose up and got out of the water and made her way to a stack of towels. When she arrived, which only took a few seconds, she reached forward and realized that one, she was not wet, and two, her coat was now a vivid oceanic blue. Her eyes were drooping and there was a padded chair near by. She didn't want to walk all the way back and she was nearly dead from tiredness. It couldn't hurt to sleep out here near the calm water, right? ^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v Wind was content with his evening, he had made some new friends, and he was now feeling a bit giddy. He sat down in his desk and pulled out his simple laptop. He had been writing a new story on HumFiction.com that had to do with a simple guy in high school who was also writing a small story but had a secret that he didn't want many to know. He had learned facts about humans from his friend Lyra, who was an anthropologist. After writing a whole new chapter he put the computer down and placed it into a corner. He headed off to his bed to get some rest before the morning, he had to clean up the mess from the night and fix up the weather. He had a hoof-made cloud bed that would mold to his every position allowing for his wings. As he drifted off into sleep he didn't realize that he was actually drifting just above his bed. The wind outside was quickly picking up and his cloud house was made to survive a light wind but not a storm, which it soon escalated to. The walls ripped away, wind whipping through the now barren house, tore everything apart aside from the eye of the tornado that had formed, it stayed away from his bed. Though he heard everything around him he was experiencing euphoria and wasn't waking up anytime soon... ^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v "Well, that couldn't have gone any better could it?" Flamella commented out loud though there was nopony there to hear. She rolled over on her side and stared into the happy picture of her mother and father, their faces forever frozen in glee as she first began to walk. "Good night Mum. Night Dad." She drifted once again into her nightmare filled sleep, but this time was different. ....... "Honey?" a small sweet voice asked though the barely lit house, "Did you get Flamey to bed alright?" "Sure did. Now you said you wanted to see the news so, shall we?" "Ok." The facts were few but they were enough to paint the picture of pain and suffering of the family. When Flamella's mother went to join the father she had forgotten that she was cooking a cake for her daughter's birthday the next day. When the cake started to burn the oven kept all the smoke and smell inside so there was no way to tell what was soon to happen. "Run!!! Get Flamella! Quick!" The mother wasn't afraid of waking up the filly, rather, she was terrified of the fire and smoke seeping through the floor and covering the walls. "But Hon..." He never got to finish his sentence when the ceiling caved in on the mother killing her instantly. He wouldn't let the same happen to his one and only daughter. He ran through the house and found the young unicorn staring blankly at a small pile of flame that had made its way in front of her, she seemed, mesmerized? He couldn't ponder this now, he had to get her out. The hall that he had just run through was engulfed in fire. He looked around and found that there was a way, but only one of them would make it. The fire-ponies reported late and found a young filly laying in the grass on the ground in an impossible shape, her left front hoof was completely turned around. The ambulance soon followed and took her away. After the fire was doused they began the search, there were fatalities. A unicorn mare who was in a heavily burnt bed and a earth stallion, reaching out the window that was just above where the filly was found. It was quickly assumed that after the wife having been killed, he ran into the daughters room, wrapped her in milk soaked blankets, and dropped her as easily as he could as the flames engulfed his too. In doing this he saved the fillies life, minus a dislocated shoulder. ....... She awoke to the smell of flame, something she had grown used to as a pyrologist. But this was different, this brought back the memories. She looked around her house and saw an anarchy of flames trying to reach out to her. She snuggled further into her bed and closed her eyes, if she was going to die, she would do so in peace.
Wake up CallThere was an eeriness that hung in the air as Nadia entered the hospital along with her dark companion. Both had been awoken by a cross eyed Pegasus who informed them that their friends wanted them to come to the hospital. Though it was only 3:25 in the morning they were extremely awake. "Their ready for you to see them." Nurse Redheart had a dreary sound to her voice, like she didn't even care. They were led into a room that smelled of disinfectant, bleach, and old Band-Aids. There were two ponies in beds one had his wings casted up and held in place by brackets. the other had a few singe marks and was breathing through a breathing ventilator which allow her to live, she was asleep. "I was beginning to wonder how long they were going to keep you two outside, you won't believe what has happened to me." "Well we have had some interesting nights too so don't think were going to think your insane or anything." The soft voice emerged from the orange pony in a reverend whisper. "Ok, so I had a dream where I had these amazing powers and I created a tornado that sucked up all of the bad in the world and annihilated it. Instead it seemed that one came and demolished my house, I fell and my wings are sprained but otherwise I'm fairly ok." He looked over to his bedside partner and acquired a gloom expression. "She was found after he house had burned down she was lightly burned with an odd clearing around her. She breathed in too much smoke and soot so she'll have to get her lungs cleaned out by magic. She should be good an healthy soon though." The nurse exited the room and the four were left to their devices. When Flamella awoke the others were ecstatic and couldn't keep the joy out of their voices. After a big group hug they started the gloomy explanations of what had happened to them all. As they went from Bruce, to Nadia, to Wind, and finally Flamella, the stories became more unbelievable and more terrifying. Though their experiences were completely unrelated, they had one common cross-road. They all had a dream that was so intense that it came to life, ones that brought out emotions that were either lost in the past or needed to resurfaced. "Well that's nice and all, what will we do now? I don't wanna fall asleep again, I think you will all agree." Though Flamella stated it, they all had the same thoughts going through their minds. If there was to be any sleep it had to be light and thoughtless, they eventually succeeded at this. ^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v As they woke from their unfruitful slumber to objects of various sizes and shapes lying next to each of them. Bruce had a copper colored chain wrapped around his neck, at the base it contained jadeite, one of the most rare and recognizable rocks in the world. Nadia was wearing an arm cuff that had a flowing essence to it, it looked ad if to climb right off of her foreleg. Wind had a single piercing in his left ear which held a little stud, one that held itself lighter than it looked like it should have. Flamella had a ring upon her horn, it had a full seamless fire opal surrounding the center of the golden ring. Each had a beautiful glow that enhanced the power that seemed to flow from the garments. Each of the ponies had a different reaction to their new accessories. Bruce just sat and looked down at his necklace and couldn't be rid of the thought that he had always wanted one and that this one was just so... perfect. Nadia was scrambling on the floor trying to get her cuffs off, grunting with every push and never succeeding. Flamella was transfixed by the terrifying similarities between her and how the rock was formed, violently and with lots of pressure. Wind walked over to a mirror in the corner of the hospital room with only one thought: 'When did I get a piercing?'. ^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v After a day of calming Nadia down and having Flamella checked up they headed off toward the library to see if there were any books on the strange events and the objects. As they walked in they were introduced by a small, purple, dragonling who was eager to show them to the unknown magics section. There were entire shelves a good two or three ponies high stocked full of books, some small and some gigantic. The dragon ran off to get Twilight to see if she could help. They roamed through the different books until she arrived. "Hello again Bruce, I see you have brought friends." Her smile wide but a look of weariness in her eyes showed she was a bit sleepless. "Spike said there may be something I can help you with?" "Yes, um, we have had a few odd things happen so far." Said a shy voice from the back of the group. "We have obtained these objects and have had a few mishaps." She said with a sheepish smile. "Well, why don't you four tell my what has happened and I'll see what I can get." And the explanation began, starting from their meeting, to the night occurrences, to the objects that appeared over sleep. She seemed to take it all in like a purple pony sponge. The entire time she mouthed off different things that sounded foreign, constantly searching through a book until a new fact was brought up and then changing to a new book. After they had finished the library looked like an earthquake had shook through it and there was one book that looked somewhat organized left. Twilight took it down reluctantly, seeming to hope that whatever was happening was not related to what was in that book. As she scanned through the pages her ears drew back and a frown crossed her face, when she had completed reading she announced that they needed to head to Canterlot and address all of the princesses immediately. This seemed urgent so they agreed to head on the next train but Twilight said this needed immediate action so she used her magic to teleport them all to the princesses palace. She busted through two royal doors into the throne room, the three alicorns looking at her like she was a changeling. She quickly explained a few things to the princesses in short bursts of sentences with vocabulary that didn't seem like it would be used in the English language. When she was finished she was breathless and sweating, the other alicorn princesses were, though obviously deep in thought, keeping their faces strait for the time. Celestia stepped down from her royal seat and bowed to the four ponies before her. "Welcome once again, Creators, we have been awaiting your arrivals. You have much to learn and catch up on." She said still bowing. The four were awestruck, a princess just bowed to THEM.
