Science Is Magic

Chapters

Apples are Magic
Labor is Magic
Meeting Ponies is Magic
Interviews Are Not Magic
House Arrest is Magic
Kicking Ass is Magic
Escape is Magic
Plans Are Not Magic
The Will to Live is Magic
Science is Magic pt. 1
Science is Magic pt. 2
Employment is Magic

Apples are Magic

Near the outskirts of the Everfree forest a slight breeze blew through the trees. There were birds in the trees and many kinds of wildlife heard in bushes and in the plains. It was generally a peaceful setting. But that peace was broken when the wind picked up. It twisted and rushed into a single area. The gale increased in velocity creating a distortion in the form of an oval shaped sphere. The warping grew deeper as the sphere flattened until it refocused; showing, what could only be described as a portal into another world.

On the other side was a male human. He had hair as white as snow and eyes that shined a bright and pure light. It looked as though he was in a dark room but instead he stood in an open field surrounded with large trees alien to the Everfree. What lay behind him were destroyed vehicles, dead men, and uniforms sprawled out with a disturbing lack of wearers. When the human stepped through, the portal rippled from the strain of passing matter. When he was fully through his eyes ceased glowing and were replaced with yellow irises that rolled to the back of his head as he fainted. The portal behind him shattered creating a deafening boom and exploding wind that escaped in all directions, nearly blowing down trees and scaring any wildlife left in the area. Then all was silent…

The Previously known Dr. Evan Kelly slowly woke to a cold breeze that seemed to sap the very warmth from his body. He was laying face first in what he assumed would be a dissection table, but quickly realized that first off if they where going to dissect him they would have made damn sure that he would have stayed asleep for it. Second was that he would most likely be face up. And thirdly there wouldn’t have been as much dirt on the table going up his nose. He rose from his place face down on the dirt and sneezed loudly from the itching dirt that had invaded its tender nostrils. His yellow eyes flashed left and right as he surveyed the area. He wore a black shirt with blue jeans and on his left wrist was a Fossil watch. On his back was a black camelback backpack and on his feet, he wore black Rebock shoes. When he reached his full height and recovered from the slight dizziness, he surveyed the area. This looked nothing like the woods in Washington where he currently had been trying to flee the country. If anything this looks like a bog but without the mud, he thought.

“Where the hell am I?” he said to himself then thought better of it.

Why tempt fate, which seemed to be on his side today considering the predicament he was in before he fell unconscious.

“What happened? Hmmmm…” He rubbed the back of his head in contemplation in what might have happened to get him in this strange forest. He started looking around the grove of gnarled trees for a clue to how he might have arrived here. When a rather tall tree caught his eye he gave up on the subject. Well, lets have a look around and see what we find. He thought to himself as he walked up to the tree.

He struggled on his way up to get to the top, but he eventually reached the peak of the tree made tower. From his vantage point he saw a breaking in the tree line and a field with a small cottage on a hill just barley visible. Farther down his field of vision he saw a small town with yellow roofing.

“odd…” he said as he furrowed his brow and tilted his head to the side. He pushed the odd colored roofing aside and continued his scan of the horizon. His eyes passed over some tamed trees and came full circle when he realized it was an orchard that had red dots dangling from its branches.

“Hmmm… apple trees.” as if a punctuation his stomach gave an enormous growl alerting him to his ravenous apatite. I have had to eat a lot recently. Not surprising considering that I’ve had to keep up with trying to avoid detection and being captured… Actually I’m surprised that they hadn’t followed and tracked me here already. Another growl from his stomach brought him back on topic.

“I don’t like stealing, but if I’m going to want to stay conscious and not have my good old stomach be mad at me then so be it. Maybe I can do some work for them to pay for the food.” He made his decision and then his decent.

He started down, however much less gracefully, doing flips and spinning on branches as he descended from the tree. He landed on the ground with a satisfied thump nailing his dismount with his face. “...ow... no, broken bones. That’s a good sign.” He groaned as he checked himself for injuries and started painfully limping in the direction of the possible apple orchard. Then in the bushes he heard a growling that made him stop in his tracks.

The human jumped into the near by bushes and looked for the source of the sound. What he saw coming around the corner of what the thought was a safe path could only be described as a monstrosity. It had the body of a lion but the head was far off that mark. It was similar to a lion’s head but had curved horns protruding from the top of its head. Instead of a mane it sported a Billy goat’s chin hair and a serpentine tail covered in scales as it waggled in the air.

It stalked into the area sniffing the air and looking from one place to another. The frightened man remained frozen to the spot, hopping that the creature won’t notice him. As it strode from place to place it dipped its head low to sniff the ground, and moved on until it seemed to catch a scent. It moved closer and closer to the bush that Evan was hiding in. The scientist’s heartbeat grew in tempo the closer the monstrous predator got to his hiding place. His heart was going so fast he felt that it would give out before the creature could get do anything to him. Just before the platypus of predators got to the bush it jerked its head up from the ground looking to its right. Ten heart beats passed and its head jerked back to the bush. It gave a loud snort and took off to its right in pursuit of whatever it was previously tracking.

The young doctor remained in the bush for some time before his paralyzing fear had subsided enough for him to move. He crept out from the bush to look in the direction the terror had gone. When nothing seemed to be lurking he arose from his place in the bush looking down and started rubbing the back of his neck to think and piece together his fear scrambled mind.

Are they sending experiment rejects after me now?... No. All of those were destroyed, there is no way they could have replicated the formula that fast. He heard a howl in the direction that the beast had bolted and his head snapped to it. Silence was all that was heard as fear started to creep back in.

“Where the hell am I?” he said for the second time today but with far more fear about where he was… and what other horrors he would find.

June 28th 2013

Evan walked up the driveway. He had spoken to his parents about coming and staying for the week because he hadn’t seen them in a while. That’s mostly because of all the tests that he had been conducting on himself. After his realization he instantly ran to the car and drove to Dr. Cooper’s home to tell him the good news. He was just as excided and surprised as the Evyn was. But the aged scientist told him to look into it further and tell him all his findings before presenting them to the investors. So he has kept very quiet about many things. This had so much military potential it was scary. And I mean really scary.

But that was not now. This was to be a week away from his study’s, as fascinating and fun as they where. He was going to be a week away with his parents which he had’nt been keeping in touch with regretfully. He warned them of his appearance and that they couldn’t ask questions about it, but it was still nerve wracking. He lifted a hand to knock on the door when it flung open.

“OH! HONNY YOUR HOME!” his mom embraced him gripping his neck and head to herself tightly in an embrace.

“Mom you’re smothering me” he said into her shirt through gasps.

His mother simply hugged tighter, “how could you say that when you never call, write, not even an E-mail!” She scolded.

Evan squirmed in her death grasp, “…AIR!...” was all he managed to squeeze out of his windpipe.

“Oh! So sorry dear!” she said as he was released he panted for life giving oxygen. “I thought… Oh it dosen’t matter, please come in oh we’ve missed you so much.” She dragged him into the living room and proceeded to talk about her day and how happy she was to see Evan, not even noticing or caring about his appearance, and if she did she showed no such emotion, and boy, was she bad at hiding emotion. They spent hours talking, mostly about her because of the top-secret part of the work that Dr. Kelly was doing.

But there was one thing that the man couldn’t put out of his mind. Though there was no lull in the conversation for him to get a single word in. "-and that's what I told Janet to try and do. You don't think that was too forward do you?"

Evan was grateful for the retard in his mothers speech. "mom where’s dad?”

Her face flashed from her earlier elation to sad and then covered up just as fast, becoming cheery once again “he should be by later, hopefully he will bring by the milk I told him about. But anyway is there a girl in the picture yet? You need to go and date more! I so want to see little rascals running down the halls again.”

“MOM~!” the young man of science groaned. Man she is getting good at subject changes, but still just as terrible of a liar as ever. What was up with the subject of dad? Yah he would be gone for long periods of time and that kept him from mom and me. but that’s nothing to lie over. Evan’s father is a truck driver. He would be gone for long periods of time, and when Evan was just a child he both loved and hatted his father. But only because Young Evan thought his father loved work more then family. This was quickly outgrown when he started looking at school expenses and who it was that was paying for his future. There were no hard feelings then on and thus no reason to lie about him not coming. There was another reason for the lie and he was going to find out. “Don’t change the subject mom. What’s going on between you and dad?”

“Oh, me and your dad are fine dear!” She huffed, “don’t bother with it! Now have you met a girl? Answer the question truthfully now.”

Evan sensed she was still hiding something? He focused on his mom trying to see through her and solve what was so taboo with talking about his dad. All at once he felt his mind expand like a bubble. It covered the entire living room like a well fitted balloon. He was able to feel his mother and although he could see her standing there, he somehow knew through another sense it was his loving and caring mother. He was shocked to say the least but luckily the experiment was able to keep his composure. Evan realized that this was some new ability. He smirked and thought, who better to be a guinea pig then a guinea pig’s mother? He focused on the presence in the bubble when the unexpected happened.

“Oh please take the bate son. I really don’t want to tell you that we’re divorced yet.”

The bubble of the scientist’s mind snapped like a rubber band and returned. The shock on the man’s face was palpable, as he was hit with that bomb. The voice was his mothers but her lips didn’t move. It was an easy enough theory to came up with. He had just read his mothers mind. As much as it hurt he was a scientist at heart and needed data to test his theory… but that was more of an excuse to get more information. He tried his best to be analytical pushing his personal thoughts aside and when he succeeded the bubble returned once again enveloping the room once more.

“Honey, are you okay?” his mother’s eyebrows creased and she crouched a little in her chair.

“Mom is dad really coming today?” the bubble threatened to snap again from the saddened emotions the question brought about but the young scientist was able to fight the emotions back with the interest that it was becoming difficult.

“Of course he is dear.”

No.

Another lie. The mind bubble snapped back as the man broke and started to cry. How could he have ignored his parents and let this happen?

“What’s the matter dear!?”

“I’m sorry mom I need a minute,” replied the weeping man as he ran for his old bedroom where he would be staying for the next miserable self-loathing week.

After about a half hour of frantic walking and running the frightened man stepped out of the hellish forest and into a heaven like sanctuary. Evan walked up to the nearest apple tree to be graced with a scene that the entire known world could not compare to. The trees where aligned in an immaculate orchard and looked perfectly kept. An apple farmer would have drooled at the sight of this beautiful Eden of apple trees. Each tree was lined perfectly against the next giving just the right distance to grow and bare fruit. They where never trimmed, but grew perfectly for the plump fructose filled temptations to have a good bushel number, but not too much for the trees to be overly taxed. And the apples, OH the apples. They hung in a tempting way shimmering a red and juicy aura that glowed like red gold and beckoned to be eaten. It was then the white haired man discovered why it was Eve saw it and dug in. he reached up to pluck the succulent fruit from its perch on the tree. Giving little resistance to being removed, it gave way in his grip. The invader of this apple heaven could not resist the temptation any longer. He took a bite.

“oh… my… GOD!”

Big Mac gave a large sigh as he leaned back on granny smith’s rocking chair. The paperwork for the farm was always taxing for him but he was the best pony for the job. His younger sister Applejack was in no way good with numbers, Applebloom was still in school, and Granny Smith? Well the farm would probably be run into the ground if her seasoned mind did the paperwork. He gave another sigh as he got up from the comfortable chair to move the papers into the house. The screen door creaked as he walked into the farm house and wondered over to the office door which he promptly opened and placed the papers in a filing cabinet in the corner of the room. He turned and exited the room. It was getting close to two o’ clock and if he wanted to make any headway today he needed to leave now. He made his way back out to the afternoon sun, but was interrupted by an older and familiar voice from the kitchen.

“ya’ going ta’ buck some apples Big Mac?” came the elderly green pony.

“Eeyup” replied the deep red-coated pony.

“Whell jus’ be back a’for supper” came back Granny.

“Eeyup” repeated the stoic pony as he exited the house to hook himself up to the cart with empty buckets, soon to be filled with luscious apples.

The first afore mentioned sister Applejack had been working in the orchard earlier that morning, but she had plans to spend time with her friends this afternoon at a picnic. So it was Big Mac’s job to pick up the slack in the afternoon. However, paperwork is just as important, so he did that first before taking off for the orchard. After he loaded up the empty buckets into the cart, the farmer pony hooked himself up to it and set off for the trees that where scheduled for bucking that day that where located on the edge of the Everfree.

The walk was quiet enough as he admired the work his family had done over the years. He walked for about fifteen minutes when he froze. What he saw was the greatest perversion his eyes had ever gazed upon. The base of the apple trees where Littered with the apple cores that had previously hung on the branches. It looked like a mass murder of apples as the corpses where scattered out on all the trees ahead of him. He cared greatly for these trees, and stealing from them was like a stab in the poor pony’s heart. Then he saw movement in the distance. Some kind of enormous hairless ape was casually eating what Big Mac would assume another of a piece of his family. The big burly pony would have none of that, he would defend his family no mater the creature’s size. He quickly unhooked himself and charged for the serial killer of apples.

Evan patted his distended belly from the smorgasbord of apples he had eaten. He was starting to feel pain from eating so much. But how could he not? These apples where the best-damned things he had ever eaten! This was even close to toping meat to the yellow-eyed biped, and that was saying something. As he looked from his perch on a tree branch not too far off the ground, he noticed the havoc he had caused in the orchard. “Maybe I went a little to far?” he contemplated, but as his gaze led him to another apple in the tree he thought better of it. “Aw maybe one more” He said to himself, as he grabbed it and hopped down from his perch. The drop wasn’t really far. These trees where rather small in comparison to the ones back home, but how could he complain when that meant he could pick apples with ease?

The overly stuffed man was distracted from his thoughts as he heard rapid clopping to the west of him. Evan cursed under his breath as he closed his eyes and focused on his breathing to clear his mind so that he could gain control over his telepathy. After, he calmed down his mind expand to include a large portion of the grove he was currently in. This ability was essential when he was a fugitive. a few times he was able to sense the military operatives before they were able to reach him and he was able to put them to sleep by changing their brain chemistry a tad. As one would expect the outlaw had frequently practiced this handy trick multiple times in the few days that he spent outrunning the government and as a result it grew larger from constant use. It used to be that he had to heavily concentrate to get more then a five foot radius of mental influence, but ever sense he started being hunted down, it became second nature to sense minds fifty or so yards away when he wasn’t feeling an abundance of one emotion or another. To his relief it there was only one life form in the direction of the stomping. Evan turned in the direction of the disturbance to see a… red pony? "Well that's odd." thought the scientist as the equine like animal bulldozed his way to him. The mind reader decided to intrude on the equine’s surface thoughts so he would know what the red equine planed to do as there was no time to tamper with the red one's mind.

“IMA BUCK IM”

“Well that’s original,” he thought as he crouched hopping to avoid the attack. Right when the pony reared up he somehow managed to sidestep out of the way and at the same time trip on the pony's lower half causing the young man to fall on his rump. As the animal was a quadruped it also couldn’t keep it’s balance and fell with an “Oomph” The human saw this as a golden opportunity and scrambled on top of the small horse and sat on the creature to try and pin it. He didn’t want to hurt the poor creature. It was probably kept to guard the orchard from thieves like him. But it wasn’t like he wouldn’t be willing to pay in work though.

The yellow eyed one was caught off guard as the pony rose effortlessly and thought of all the different kinds of profanities that he could curse his horrid luck with. Before he knew it, he was flying threw the air and the world spun around him. After the shock of being thrown so hard by this steroid induced pony, all the young scientist could do was wait as he crashed into the fast approaching tree. Snaps and yelps of pain was all that could be heard as he clashed with it and fell down on a branch, painfully slowing his decent.

He landed on the ground with a smack. When the world stopped spinning and he could see straight once again, he clutched his ribs and gritted his teeth as he rose from the ground. When he came to his full height, he thought of the cause of the pain. Anger grew and burst to life like a match to gasoline that eventually overrode the pain. He glowered at the cause of his current condition and disturbances. Ok… That thing is going down… he thought as he ground his teeth.

If Evan hadn’t been so outraged he would have noticed the shocked look from the farmer pony, as the biped did not look to be fit to stand. He pushed aside the instinct to run with the instinct to protect what was his. He lowered his head and started to charge the strange naked monkey.

Even if the man was in a rage, he wasn’t blinded by it. He didn’t want to hurt the animal, so for his morality he wouldn’t make the first strike. All bets were off after that. Evan just stood and braced for the attack that Big Mac was sure to give when he ended his sprint.

The red pony stopped his charge when he reached the human and rose on hind legs as forehooves hooves slammed into chest. Evan was pushed back from the force of impact so greatly that his feet left drag marks as he struggled to keep his balance from sliding five yards across the orchard. The man smiled a wicked grin, as he knew he could now make a return blow.

Big Mac was slack jawed. No pony would ever come back from that front buck he just gave. What furthered the farmer’s confusion was that a simple throw had done what looked like a lot of damage, but the strange being was able to take this blow and appear unscathed. It drove Big Mac to a new kind of mental shutdown as he tried to piece the logic together. The equine became so distracted he failed to notice the human charge to make a return blow until it was too late.

Evan bolted at the unusually strong pony to return blow for blow. The quadruped didn’t even move as his fist whistled through the air to make contact with its face. The blow struck true and the farmer pony tumbled across the ground. The green eyed pony finished his flailing tumble and landed farther then Evan had been knocked back.

Oops! I didn’t mean to hit it that hard, thought the human as he walked over to the assumed unconscious equine.

The man’s eyebrows rose as the red farmer stirred and made its way up from the ground. It rocked its head back and forth while blinking a few times and had a rather large bruise forming where the fist made contact. Evan was much faster to recover from his shock as he shook his head then growled “you had enough yet?”

The equine’s head snapped to the sound, “YALL CAN TALK?!” Said the farmer with shrunken irises.

Wait… did words actually come out of that things mouth?

“YOU CAN TALK?!” the scientist came back after a full brain reboot. What came next was completely expected if you look at the facts. Big Mac was a very quiet pony with very short answers. He was awkward toward other ponies and so meeting an unknown creature that was capable of speech made him jumpy. Evan simply came from a world where the only animals capable of mimicking speech where birds. So it was unsurprising when…

“AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhh…” they both ran screaming in opposite directions.

Author's Note

Well I finally posted the first chapter. I will be updating this weekly until I get to chapter 8 at least. Hopefully I'll have more chapters by then.

Labor is Magic

August 16 2013

Evan looked down from where he stood. There was nothing that would stop him from falling and crashing to his gruesome death, which always made any creature without a means of flight fearful. From where he stood he could see the bottom and he cringed at the sight. Pointed and jagged rocks jutted out of the ground and the horrendous looking rocks would cut him to ribbons, or so his instincts told him. It had spent Evan over forty-five minutes of climbing to get where he was at the edge of the cliff and now he was rethinking his options for this experiment. The cliff edge spread in both directions as the jumper stood on the edge. If another soul where watching they would be worried for the scientists mental wellbeing.

“Oh this is a BAD idea.” Evan said as he looked at his doomed fate. He jerked himself from his viewpoint, his nerves completely shot, and started pacing.

“Common Evan, you’ve done the calculations and done multiple tests for your resilience. You WILL survive this fall two or three times over at least… If you can get the right catalyst to make you angry… UHH! Don’t be such a baby!” Evan said trying to work his courage back up. He looked over to his side to see the cliff edge, remembering the horror he saw moments before.

“I just need a bit of courage is all,” he said to himself. The acrophobic man started to breath in deep breaths to calm him.

When he reached a point of relaxation the newly renewed jumper wrenched himself from his place and bolted for the edge. The distance of the murderous cliff edge got closer and closer until the maniac reached his goal and jumped. As the air rushed by the one who appeared to have attempted suicide he looked at the ground he was fated to meet again, but this time at high velocity.

“BADIDEABADIDEABADIDEASHIIIIIIII-“ the fearful man said to himself while flailing like a cat suspended above water.

The panicked scientist saw the ground quickly approach and came to his senses as he curled into a ball, closed his eyes, and waited for the inevitable impact of death to come. He was shocked to an immediate stop that felt unnatural to what he had supposed hitting jagged rocks at high velocity would feel like. The once frantic man still felt as though he where falling but there was no wind blowing past his fetal positioned body. He also sensed that he had support underneath him but felt no ground or any other support. The confused and curious scientist flipped his eyes open to see what phenomenon had occurred to make him feel as he did. What he saw surprised him. It was the ground, only it was five or so feet away. The self-experimented man looked for some kind of obstruction that might keep him aloft but found nothing. He was, for all intensive purposes, floating in mid air. He came out of his fetal state and amazingly whatever it was holding him up righted him to a stand.

“How do I get down?” he thought as he unnoticeably started to descend to the ground below. He gradually descended faster which Evan finally noticed as he watched himself touch the ground and feel his weight on his feet.

“What was that?” the curious man thought as he tried to explain the current event in his head. A crazy, cheesy, and stupid idea hit him and being an overly experimental nerd and fool he was, he would try it out. He held his right fist into the sky and his left arm in a square by his side, his left hand balled in a fist. The scientist had a stupid grin on his face as he said “Up, up” he crouched down to jump “and aw-HOLY SHIT!” at the end of the motto he jumped and flew straight up in the sky at high speeds flailing and screaming at the top of his lungs once more.

In a barn at Sweet Apple Acers a human placed a large tarp and some rope in a neat pile as he finished his work. He looked down to his watch to see the time. “12:42” said the satisfied man. The barn that he was given homage last night was now back to the way it was before he had woke up that morning. Evan smiled at his work and decided to leave and take a look at his morning labors.

He left the barn and went to the place Big Mac had shown him to put the apples. Surprisingly it was another barn and not too far off from the one he was staying in. The victor of apples opened the barn door of the apple barn to revival a marvelous sight. The barn was half filled with 4-stacked barrels of apples. It hadn’t been easy but it was fun. The controller of gravity lifted the apples off the ground, and then used the tarp with rope tied to the corners to catch them all and bringing them here. He had to go back many trips and avoid being seen but the rewards outweighed the risks. He then filled all the barrels using the tarp to funnel them. It was very lucky for Evan that Big Mac had that many in the first place. It seemed that the equine farmer had planed ahead. Evan looked to the right, to see the three barrels that were left over from his labors. The scientist mentally cringed at the thought of not having enough barrels to protect the fruit from being eaten by pests.

He shrugged off the thought and turned to leave the barn to talk to his would be employer for lunch and an interview. The only ones in the house right now where Big Mac and another older presence. From what the telepath could tell, they where practically on the other side of the house so he could easily avoid the older one. The forced employee of the farmer rubbed his hands and made a B-line for the farmhouse that he hadn’t approached until now.

Big Mac rubbed his temples with his hooves at the headache that was caused by paperwork. He sighed as he looked at the stack he had left to do. The tortured victim of the recorded purchases and bookkeeping slammed his face in the desk. “At least the worst of its over” thought the red pony, trying to be optimistic. Granny smith was taking her afternoon nap and Applejack was selling apples in the market so he was basically all by himself today which he didn’t mind.

“Hay, why the long face?” the shy farmer bolted upright to see the creature he housed peeking through the window at the far side of the room. The human chuckled at something that passed over the farmer’s head.

“Why are ya here an not out there?” Big Mac pointed with a hoof toward the apples trees behind the human.

“I finished early and got hungry.” Evan said with a shrug. “So ill need food and conversation.”

The equine blinked a few times as he processed what the so-called human had told him. “There is no way that he could finish that orchard today, let alone a few hours,” thought Big Mac as he started to glare at the supposed lying human. He had sent Evan on an impossible task. It took Applejack three days and nights just to clear that half of that orchard, and she would have done better, had she not been running herself ragged doing different favors around town. The biped started to shrink from his place at the window from the deadly daggers coming from Big Mac’s eyes.

“Dinner won’ be done for another hour or so. So go back out there and keep Workin’.” The authority and anger in red ponies voice, though not yelling, made Evan want to put the apples back in the orchard then gather them all over again. So the oddly scared scientist quickly removed himself from the window and half ran away.

Big Mac snorted in the direction the human retreated, signaling his victory over the human’s arguments. That talk yesterday about wanting to help must have been all hat and no cattle. He looked down at his desk, seeing the work that still needed to be done. He immediately went back to his prostrated state of exhaustion.

Evan started pacing outside the barn after being chastised for finishing early.

“Well now what do I do?” He said trying to gather his thoughts. “There is no work out in that field to do, and I sure as hell am not staying around here to be caught loafing off. Just as good I suppose, I don’t feel like being lazy.” The scientist paced back and fourth trying to think of something that might kill time. He sighed at his seemingly futile attempt and looked into the slightly cloudy sky. Then an idea came. A reckless and stupid idea, but one he wanted to do regardless.

“Screw Big Mac. I did my job so I deserve a little break from this farm. And to have a little fun I haven’t had in a long time.” He turned in the direction of the apple trees to get a little distance and privacy for what he was going to do. When he felt he was far enough away he simply thought of flying and slowly rose from the ground, then he shot into the air for the clouds to avoid detection form the creatures below. The airborne human laughed at the freedom he felt. Out of all the things Evan had been able to do the gift of flight had been a gift indeed. He loved flying. He felt so fee, and it was the most exhilarating feeling he had ever felt.

Comically the elation and happiness flight brought also fed the power. Fear oddly did it too. Evan had not really figured out why both emotions did the same thing. Before he was a fugitive he flew regularly and the excuse given to the air force was an experimental weapons run. Which was semi true but he mostly flew just for the feeling. He didn’t get the chance after the incident because he was too easy to spot and track when he flew. However the chances of satellite tracking here are nonexistent. He did have the possibility of being spotted by the ground but that was again slim because of the constantly low flying clouds. The relaxed human made swimming motions through the clouds for the fun of it until he reached the edge. He popped his head out to spot the town that he spotted when he arrived.

The houses still had that yellow roofing that he now guessed was straw. But other buildings where very interesting in their architecture. one house looked like it had a carousel on its roof that kids would play on, another looked like something Hansel and Gretel were lured into with its sweetie goodness, and then there was one that was an actual TREE. Evan knew it was a house only because of the ponies that entered and leaved. The curious scientist could see different multi-colored ponies walking around going about there business but all visual details and hearing where lost to him.

“If only I could get closer to study these creatures” thought the scientist. He was very curious of these ponies history and what similarities, if any, they held with ponies he knew of. Sure he could try and read what they where thinking but that was an invasion of privacy. Then Evan spotted the cottage that was seen before the town.

“Perfect!” the satisfied scientist exclaimed. The cottage was a distance away from the town, which meant he could eavesdrop without worry of being seen by anything. There by keeping his promise to Big Mac. The human may be mad at the farmer pony, but he felt that a promise was a promise. He flew from cloud cover to cloud cover, trying his best to keep hidden from the possible onlookers below. He managed to get closer to the cottage just over the forest. He decided that now was a good as time as any to get to ground level. He peeked over the edge of the cloud to see if there was any place to hide. There was a bush that he could easily hide behind and it led to the back of the little cottage. He dropped down slowly at first and increased in speed as he got closer and closer. He touched down with a role to decrees the momentum from his decent. Luckily from what he could tell nothing had spotted him or even heard his landing.

As he got closer he noticed that it was defiantly a strange place to live. If he knew any better, and this where middle earth, he would have pegged this as a hobit’s home. Moss grew on the roof shielding the weather. There where yellow walls with a wood door and windows that accompanied them. All things considered it looked like a nice and therapeutic place to live. It seemed like there was no one home so he was about to leave when he heard the door creek open.

Evan did a double take at what he saw. This pony was a canary yellow with light pink hair, green eyes and…

WINGS?! …This doesn’t seem physically possible,” the human thought as he gawked at the anomaly. The winged pony… thing closed the door and while humming a tune and continued to feed the animals that where around the cozy home. Then he saw her flap her wings “Ok, that shouldn't be possible,” he thought again. Then with her small wingspan she flew up to some birds to feed them “no… just… no.” He watched the winged pony approach a young rabbit.

“Aww is your leg hurt?” her angelic vice rang in his ears

Cuteness level rising

She bent down to the little white bunny to examine its leg. “It’s just a sprain, you should be better in no time.”

WARNING-cuteness reaching critical levels

Then the bunny’s whole family popped out of nowhere and glomped her. She fell over and giggled sweetly.

Cuteness levels have reached critical must release before heart explodes!

“Dawww” The hiding human let out an irresistible exclamation at the scene before him, then eminently covered his mouth with wide eyes and ducked behind the bush.

“Why did I do that?” he thought,

“Hello?” came the sweet small voice. “Is some pony there?”

“Don’t you dare say anything” Evan chastised himself. He then heard hoofsteps coming closer and franticly looked for another hiding place that wouldn’t get him seen. He found none. “Ah what the hell,” thought the man, giving up on being stealthy.

“Yes someone is here.” He heard the hoof steps stop and he mentally let out a breath of relief.

“Who are you? Are you stalking me!?” Evan could hear the fear in her voice, which was both cute and brought concern to him.

“Um, no… not stalking you… just, um… studying you?” Evan face palmed at the extremely creepy sounding thing he just said.

“Study? Why would you want to study me? I mean, if you don’t mind my asking.”

“Oh wow, cuter then a box of kittens!” “well I’m not from around here and I’m a little… different.”

“That’s ok lots of ponies are different.”

“Well I’m no pony.”

“…Are you a gryphon?” she said a little hesitantly.

“…Gryphon?” Evan’s voice cracked at the ludicrousness of the statement.

“Um, if I may ask, what are you then? But if you don’t want to tell me that’s ok.”

It was very hard to resist this much adorable. “well I can guarantee that I’m a creature you haven’t seen.”

“Well, why don’t you come out? If you don’t mind that is.” Her voice picked up a little and the man could tell that she was holding back excitement.

“Um… I was told by another pony that I would scare other ponies if I was to be seen, and I don’t want to scare you.”

“Oh, You sound very nice. I don’t know why any pony would be scared.”

“You promise not to be scared if I come out?” the last thing Evan wanted to do was frighten this sweet and fragile creature.

“I promise.” She said sounding firm in her response.

The white haired man slowly rose from the bushes where he hid. He rose until he came to his full height. He was huge in comparison. The towering man noticed the pony’s eyes where wide open and her pupils shrunk to an unbelievably small size. It was then that Evan noticed the height difference between him and the pony and realized the mistake he made if he had wanted to keep her calm.

“Oh no.” said the yellow coated pony as she fell to the ground and covered her eyes to hide from the creature that was Evan.

“Hey,” Evan said as soft and unthreateningly as possible as he approached the shivering pony. “You said you wouldn’t be scared.” Evan was a little hurt that she had been scared of him after promising that she wouldn’t.

He reached to pet her hair when she franticly said “Please don’t take me in the night!”

Evan blinked a few times, thinking of how to take that. Now was not the time for jokes, -“Honey, your cute, but interspices erotica is very taboo where I come from.”- But he couldn’t resist. He resisted laughing from the innuendo but could not resist a wide grin. She peeked from her place on the ground cowering to see what caused so much commotion.

“So… you wont take me away in the night?” said the slightly less frightened pony.

Evan stifled a giggle and sat down to try and be less intimidating “Of course not!” he suppressed another giggle. “What would make you think otherwise?”

Her head rose from the ground “That’s what humans do.”

The human stopped his smiling and stared at the accusing pony with a confused look for a few seconds before answering “…wha?”

The yellow pony flinched at the sudden sound “Or, that’s what the story’s say.”

“Ok back up how did you know I was a human?” It finally struck the man that he hadn't mentioned his species. He had thought that there where no humans in this dimension.

“We have story’s about them. They’re myths to scare foals, saying that humans take away bad ponies at night and make them slaves.” She started to shake again and her voice started to rise so much that he had to have her repeat herself so he could read her thoughts to understand it all. “Then when they’ve served their purpose they e-e-eat them!” she hid behind her hooves once more.

Evan had no response at first. He sat there and processed the information and then fell over laughing. “You… think that?...” he got between chuckles.

“So… are the story’s not true?” she got back up and wiped a tear from her eye with a hoof as she became a little more comfortable again.

The yellow-eyed man recovered from his fit once more. “No, its not. I’ve never seen any of your kind of pony where I’m from. And I would never kidnap anything.”

“Really?”

“If I’m lying I’m dying.”

“Oh! Goodness! You aren’t sick are you?” The concerned vet rushed over to the man to look at anything that might be wrong. “You have cuts and bruses all over you!”

Evan chuckled at the simple sweetness of the creature. “No, it’s a figure of speech. I’ll be fine."

The butter mare stared evenly at Evan "Listen here mister, you need medical attention and I'll not stand by when a critter is in need..." she shrank from her previous willful stance "...if thats ok with you."

The human nodded and smiled at her kind gesture before asking "So what’s your name?”

She stopped examining him and sat on her haunches in front of him. “Oh! It’s Fluttershy. *Gasp*” The female pony flew up into his face “You’re a human!”

Evan awkwardly shifted his eyes left and right from the invasion of personal space “Um… yes, I think we’ve established that.”

She backed off a bit but her enthusiasm never stopped “Oh my gosh! a real human what’s your name?!”

“Evan Kelly, but just call me Evan.”

“I didn’t even know that humans could talk. What do humans talk about?”

“Well…” the scientist contemplated the question. “What do you want to know?”

“Absolutely EVRYTHING!” Fluttershy grabbed Evan by the hand somehow and pulled him up on his feet and toward the cottage, all while flying in midair.

“Oh boy, what fresh hell did I get myself into?” Thought the lamenting scientist.

Then she stopped pulling his arm to turn her head to ask, “what’s interspices erotica?”

Evan face palmed “This is gona’ take a while.”

Author's Note

So here’s the deal, I can do two things for you. I can do a question and answer for Evan. You all will be Fluttershy and ask whatever question you want. Theses can range from simple to random to awkward. The only rules are that you can’t ask questions about things Fluttershy doesn’t know yet. You can have additional follow up questions, but asking questions like “How are you able to fly?” won’t make the cut.

Just know that if there is a surplus of questions that not all will make the cut even if they are good. I do work six days a week and I only have a limited time here. Can’t wait to see what you come up with!

...All ten of you lol.

Meeting Ponies is Magic

That took forever! Thought Evan as he exited the cottage.

He managed to have Fluttershy let him go by telling her it was getting late and no pony knows where he is. Luckily, she had patched him up well enough and the food that she feed him did all right to fill him but he was starting to get hungry again. He looked at his watch and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

“5:10!?” it was WAY late, “how could I have spent so much time!”

He needed to get back to the farm, and fast! He ran into the woods and made sure he wouldn’t be watched then flew up into the closest cloud. The flying wonder took a more direct rout then he had earlier to get back to the farm as quickly as possible. As he passed over the mane road out of the small village he looked to his left and froze where he was. The scientist saw something he thought to be impossible. It was a house made of clouds in the sky.

Ok, things have gone from weird, to just plane freaky.

He stared at the impossibility for a while. How did something that a magic bean owner would be mortally afraid of, pass from fairy tail, to reality? The seeker of knowledge wanted to study the fascinating anomaly but he recalled his earlier hast.

I’ll study it later, hopefully it won’t move to far, thought Dr. Kelly.The hell bound human sped toward the farm to try and save himself from any repercussions for his recent actions. As he was speeding he looked back to see that something blue was trying to follow him through the clouds.

“What is it with me and being caught today?” thought the frustrated human.

Then he saw it more clearly when he noticed the multicolored hair. It had wings just like the yellow equine he had met earlier. “If only Fluttershy would have let me get a question in edgewise I would have known there were more of them,” Evan fumed. He assumed that she was a shunned freak because she lived so far away from society. He would have felt ashamed for the assumption, but he had more important things on his mind. Like getting away from a pony that might be out to kill him.

He picked up the pace flying as fast as he could to loose the blue rainbow, but she matched him speed for speed, gaining all the while.

He saw that they were over the forest that he had been in just yesterday morning. “let’s see if you can follow me through trees.” He dove into the forest to escape his pursuer, slowing down to avoid hitting trees. He thought that any living thing that could fly would NEVER follow in a forest at such speeds. But somehow, these ponies keep throwing him curve balls. She followed in and not only kept pace, but never slowed down, gaining distance evan faster.

“What the hell! Does it have a death wish… gota’ give it props though, it’s got guts,” Thought the man. He started to get a lump in his throught at the thought of what would happen if he didn't out run it. "Or maybe I'll out smart it", he thought.

just before she reached him he stopped behind a tree.

“Whoa!” Evan heard from the passing blue blur.

He flew strait up through the trees into a cloud, did a 90-degree turn, and flew within the cloud to escape. “Sorry, not in the mood to be caught flying today,” he chuckled to himself. He reveled at his great escape until the cloud came to an end. The sky spread arose the horizon without another cloud in sight. His mind came up with the worst possible outcome before he made the rash decision to peek over the top of the failed get-away. The view before him told the escapee that his pessimistic predictions were correct. The entire sky was clear with the exception of the cloud he was hiding in. The trapped lab-rat ducked back down in the cloud as he saw the cyan nightmare emerge from the top of the fluffy looking substance.

“Oh, what do I do, What do I do, What do I do?” There was no escape.

He would surely be seen if he were to leave the view obscuring cloud. But if he stayed, she would find him eventually.

“I Know your here! There’s no were to go!” unfortunately she wasn’t stupid too.

Evan did nothing to answer the winged pony but instead thought of different options he could take. Panic made him work overtime for a solution to his problem.

“Not talkin’ huh? Well I can fix that.” *POMF*

A piece of the cloud got dispersed to the wind to which the man of physics gawked. “Everything I know is a lie.” This went against all what he had learned about cloud structure.

*POMF* “I can do this all day!” He shook his head to clear his muddled mind. There was no time to come up with another plan.

*POMF* another large piece of the cloud was removed which made Evan jump before returning to his thoughts. “Come on, how can I get out of this.” The frantic scientist kept reaching for ideas but it was like trying to catch sand with a sieve. The white haired man looked up to see the shadow of the cloud-kicking pony. He moved as quickly away from the soon open area as he could. *POMF* the bit of cloud behind him disappeared and caused his shoes to be revealed for a fraction of a second before he tucked them into the cloud left. Now there was nothing but a small patch of cloud to keep him covered.

Rainbow Dash was sick of this thing. At first she thought it was some perv stallion that had tried to stalk her. But now after getting closer to it, she knew it was no pony. She was tempted to knock out the last bit of cloud to get a better look at it and know what it was she was dealing with, but she knew that if she did, the whole chase would start all over again. It was better to get her questions answered at to what it was doing snooping around her home then to sate her own curiosity.

She puffed herself up to look intimidating as she said, “alright no more messing around now tell me what it is your doing here an-“

"Holy crap! what is that!?" Evan exclaimed.

The cyan pegasus turned to look the other direction to search for what it was that was so deserving of such surprise. "where? what is it? I can't see it!" she then realized it's potential trickery as she turned around to buck the last bit of cloud to find nothing in it. "Horse feathers."

There was a road that linked a large apple farm from the main part of town. Many ponies traveled it because it was the best place to buy grand bushels of apples. However, the only one on this road at the time was one of the farmers that worked there. The orange pony warring a Stilton hat trotted along making happy hoof clops on the dirt road as she returned from a hard days work. The cause of her good mood was that she had sold over half of her cart and gained quite a few bits in the process. Not only that but her brother was about to loose another family bet because there was no way that her older red brother could do the paperwork AND clear out a quarter of the south field by himself.

The calibration would have to wait though, because just as she arrived to the farm home, she saw a creature enter the barn in a somewhat rushed fashion.

“That must be that varmint from this mornin,” she said out loud “Oh, that things gona pay fer messen with the apples!”

Evan ran from the trees franticly getting to his barn-home. He closed the door, hoping that the pony wouldn’t follow. He breathed slow and deep breaths to calm his nerve’s which where going haywire.

“Okay,” he said to himself. He was pacing back and forth around the barn while muttering to himself. “I can’t believe that worked. There is no way that he… she… It should have been fooled by the oldest trick in the book.” Taking a few more short breaths the previously chased one calmed his mind.

His problems would seem to only get worse, as the barn door flung open exposing the scientist to the orange and blond pony he had seen earlier this morning. He froze from his pacing to see the intruder of his given barn-home. she just stood there not making a sound while staring at him. Her green iris’s where shrunk and the size if pins as she stared, giving away the emotion she felt. Evan slowly and calmly moved to calm her.

“Now, let me explain.”

“You won’ take me or ma family!” she screamed as she charged him. He was able to side step her but she seemed just as resilient as her brother, and with his luck just as strong. Thankfully he remembered the rope that was among the tools and made a dash for it as she turned to charge him again. He was able to narrowly doge the other charge as he dove for the rope. He turned to see that she was coming full circle. He ran for the hay and saw there was nowhere else to go. He franticly looked for a way out of the pummeling pony that was rocketing straight for him. His fear grew as the orange missile almost reached its target. It was the white haired one’s fear that saved him as he jumped, sailing over the female farmer causing the orange one to land head first in a pile of hay with her rear end sticking out. Evan quickly tied her rear legs and pulled her out to hog-tie her as she was still disoriented.

Evan started pacing again, trying to regain his wits and hopefully salvage this situation when she came to her senses. “Please don’ hurt ma family!” she begged, “if’n ya take only me ill help ya all ah can!” tears streamed down her face as she tried to beg for the lives of her family.

Evan took a large breath to try and catch it. “Not this again.” He breathed.

Then he heard a familiar voice, “Applejack! You wont believe what I saw!”

The voice was not a welcome one. The pony herder spun to see cyan and other prismatic colors emerge from the side of the barn.

The wigged pony’s rose-red eyes narrowed at the view before her. “You!”

“Why me!” the human groaned as the pony flew to charge him.

She flew low on the ground to knock him off his feet, but that fear returned, causing the human to do a front flip to avoid it. As fate might have it, he was still near the hay bail and the cyan one fell for the same trick as her blond friend becoming disoriented. The human managed to hog-tie the stunned pony with the rest of the rope that still held the orange one. He managed to finish the last knot as the spectrum haired one regained herself and started immediately to struggle free.

“Why you! Let me go right now! I’m going make sure your mom doesn’t recognize you!” all kinds of slurs started to come from the cyan mare as only pleas came from the other.

The noise was not allowing the scientist to think and all this excitement had gotten him a little confused and annoyed. So he did the only thing he could think while under the stress of the noise.

“SHUT! UUUUUP!” he screamed at the top of his lungs as both ponies shrunk and huddled next to each other in fear.

Evan sighed at the sad scene as he calmly said, “I am not here to kidnap or enslave anything.” His temper started to rise again at just the thought of himself doing such a thing and his next words came out a little more irritated then he meant them to sound.

“So Please! Stop trying to knock me senseless so I can explain myself!”

“And then you can take us in our sleep! Do you think we’re foals?” Came the accusations from the winged one.

“If I wanted to kidnap anyone I would have done it already and been on my way!” he sighed as he realized from the now shivering ponies that that didn’t help the situation. “Here, let me get Big Mac and he’ll explain.”

“Evan, who the hay you talkn’ to?” the human turned to see the burly pony.

The mares looked at the red farmer as they said in unison “Macintosh help!”

Big Macintosh glared at the human as hands waved in front of the red farm pony. “I had no choice! They charged me without a word edgewise!”

The red pony stared on for a small while. But slowly, he cracked a smile and stared to laugh out loud as the mares looked on in confusion. “Ah bet those two gave you ah run fer yer money.”

The scientist sighed with relief as it a bomb was finally defused. “Luck seems to have a love hate relationship with me,” he said and joined in on the laughter.

“Will someone explain ta me what in tarnation is going on?!” came the orange farmer.

“Yah,” came her rose-eyed support, “what’s with this buddy, buddy business?”

“Whell ah was hopn’ ta tell ya bout this after tha field was cleared, but someone finished early,” he said as he raised an eyebrow in the direction of Evan.

The human’s shoulders rose, as he said, “not my fault you didn’t believe me.”

“Explain!” “Now!” came the corresponding replies from the tied up glaring mares.

“Well now that your tied up let me explain,” Evan said chuckling a little as he proceeded to explain the situation with Big Mac to back him.

“… And that’s when I came in the barn and you two ambushed me.”

Evan told most of the story, as Big Macintosh was rather silent because he wanted to know where the human had run off too. He had started to look for him when lunch was ready and couldn’t find him. He did however, find the empty apple field and full mill which brought around a pang of guilt of having told him off. He had thought that the poor thing had left forever without seeing true Apple hospitality so he was glad to hear the noise and sounds of him arguing when heading to the barn.

“I don’t believe one bit of this story!” came the now untied cyan pony hovering in the air a safe distance from the biped. “There is no way Fluttershy would act like that! She’s way to shy. And I saw you flying!” she stubbornly stated.

The man had covered the flight over saying that he had “snuck” over to Fluttershy’s to learn more about this world of equines. Since he hated lying he replied with a lifted eyebrow, “does it look like I can fly?” A cold chill crept down the white haired mans spine as daggers flew from rose-colored eyes.

“Rainbow, he’s got ah point,” came the Stetson warring one. She turned to the yellow-eyed man with her eyes aimed toward the ground, “sorry ah attacked ya Evan. It was wrong of me ta make assumptions.”

The human smiled, “no problem. You were protecting your family. Big Mac did the same thing, and he caused more damage.” Evan lifted his shirt to emphasize with the wrapped up patchwork that the butter mare had so kindly provided. As he replaced his shirt he said, “I’ll even do you a favor and leave what you said between us. It was very touching though.”

Applejack blushed, “ah mightily appreciate it.”

“So what now. You can’t possibly want this thing around the house; it will make all kinds of problems. Not to mention that if the town were to find out, there’d be mass panic! It's gotta’ go.”

Evan’s eyebrows came together at being called an “it” and “thing”.

“Ah think that we should talk ta Twi on this one. After all he’s been honest, and I feel he’s sincere about not wantn’ ta hurt any pony.”

“Applejack, come on! This thing is a disaster waiting to happen!” rainbow seemed to be more offended then angry as she flared her feathers at the blond mare.

“Rainbow I’ll hear no more ah this. We’re goin’ ta Twi’s and bringin’ her back.”

“Lets at least get Rarity and Fluttershy. I don’t believe that he went anywhere near Fluttershy, and Rarity can bring some sense to this argument.”

“Fihn, I’ll get Twilight while you get the others.”

“Got it!” the cyan pony turned to the young scientist “Don’t YOU go anywhere.” And with that she was off in a spectrum of color.

Evan sighed, “like I’ve got anywhere else to go.”

The blond one wore concern as she said, “don’ worry. Ah’m sure Twilight will think of somthin’.”

She trotted out the door leaving him and the first pony he ever met in the red barn.

“Now, how did you say you harvested those apples so fast?” the red pony asked

Coming up with no other answer the man simply shrugged and said, “It’s a secret?”

Evan sat on the hay bail, waiting for the inevitable meeting of this Twilight that the two female ponies talked about. Big Macintosh was just as quiet as ever which was a relief for the man as the silence was relaxing, rather then awkward. It also made stretching out his mind much easier. The silence was soon to be broken though, as the minds of five ponies where felt approaching.

“Hay Macintosh, can you get the door?” The farmer got up from his place and moved toward to door.

When Evan was sure he was out of the red pony’s view, he started digging in the hay bail to hide himself. As Big Mac opened it Evan could hear the conversation of the five friends.

“…seem likely. Humans are just from folklore. Oh, hi Big Macintosh.” Said a purple pony to which the red one gave a sagely nod.

Wait dose that pony have a horn… my god I’m going insane.

“… I don’t see anything here girls, are you sure that you didn’t see things.”

The rest of the party including the red apple farmer entered the barn, but none with more gusto then rainbow dash. She flew around the room looking for the proof of the human’s existence. When she found nothing, she flew strait into the large farmers face.

“You lost him?!”

Big Mac shrunk at the mare’s invasion of personal space. “Eeupe.”

The yellow eyed one almost laughed out loud in his hiding place in the hay bail. He entertained the idea of letting them sweat a little but thought that would only make things worse. So he decided now was a good time to speak up.

“Geez Rainbow Dash. I didn’t think you would fall for me that hard.” All the equines jumped from the noise.

Dash was about to give a rebuttal, but Applejack silenced her with the first to reply, “Why are ya hidein’ behind the hay Evan.”

“Well, lets see." The hay stack replied sarcastically "every encounter I have ever had with you ponies so far has either been intense fear, or led to fighting for my life. So as you could guess, I didn’t want a repeat.” All but two of the ponies gave guilty looks, Rainbow being one amongst them.

The canary colored one poked her head from her hair and blushed. “Hi Evan, was your trip home good,” came the soft voice that was Fluttershy.

Evan smiled from behind the hay and replied, “I would like to say it was, but thank you for the gesture anyway Fluttershy.”

“You said you didn’t know it!” came Rainbow’s annoyed reply.

“Well um, I promised him I wouldn’t tell anyone. Sorry Rainbow.” She said as she hid behind her hair again.

“I can’t tell why any pony would be afraid or want to harm you, Darling. You seem like a perfect gentle colt,” came the refined voice of a white pony with blue eyes and a horn.

“Well I thank you for your complements, but I am sorry that I hadn’t introduced myself. I am Evan. A scientist that lived in the country of America on the planet earth.” Came the haystack.

“You’re a scientist!” came the voices of all mares except fluttershy and Rarity.

“Girls! Manners!” scolded the refined voice of the white pony.

The purple one gave a sheepish grin as she recomposed herself, “I am Twilight sparkle, Personal student of princess Celestia, this is Rarity, and I believe that you have meet all my other friends.” She seemed really fidgety through the whole introduction.

I… I think she’s excited thought the white-hared man as he stared from a gap he had created in the hay.

“Why don’t you come out darling I’m sure that Twilight and I won’t harm you in any way,” Rarity said, trying to ease the human out of hiding.

“Yes. I actually want to ask you a lot of questions about where you come from and your species.” Came the purple-coated mare.

“Are you sure? And did they tell you what I am and what I look like?” Evan was able to keep the sound of shuffling hay down so the ponies couldn't hear as he repositioned himself behind it.

“For Celestia sake just come out so they can see you!” came the annoyed cry from Rainbow.

“Fine. I’m coming out.” Evan shuffled a bit more loudly then slowly came out from the pile of hay, revealing himself completely to the pony party. There where two audible gasps as he picked bits of straw out of his clothes.

After brushing all the clingy hay from himself he walked over to the purple mare he knew as Twilight and knelt down to get to eye level with her and hold out his hand. The pink-strip-hared pony showed no sign of fear to Evan during his advance. In fact, she seemed to be squirming with excitement. When his hand was extended she extended a hoof to which Evan grabbed “It is nice to meet you Twilight sparkle. As I stated, I am Dr. Evan Kelly, prier apprentice of Dr. Lenard Cooper and high-ranking scientist of the DOD in the United States of America. It is nice to formally meet you.” He said which seemed to make Twilight go even giddier with excitement. Due to this his theory of this being an underground bunker of some kind was out the window... but it was pretty much gone after he knew that there was no painted roof.

He then turned to the one known as Rarity and gave a slight bow, “you as well Rarity.” She seemed to appreciate the gesture as she gave a warm smile.

However, it was immediately replaced with disgust. “Dear, what are you wearing?! Its positively in tatters and smells like wet manticore!”

Evan laughed “Well, I haven’t had a shower in…” the human tilted his head, “… A week?”

All but Big Macintosh gave sounds of disgust and disapproval. “Do humans usually go that long before bathing?” Twilight said.

“Oh god no. I was…” the scientist chose his words carefully so as to not tell them to much. “…In a bad spot. Humans usually bath daily.”

Sighs of relief where heard as twilight said, “well you can shower at my home. After, you can tell me a bit about yourself.” She started to pull the human by the arm and drag him out the barn.

“OH! And I can make you some new cloths. I’ve always wanted to make cloths for a different spices.” Came the blue eyed unicorn.

“HOLD IT! You can’t bring that thing into town. The town is goanna freak! And how do you know this is not a part of his plan?” protested the rainbow haired one.

“Um… she does have a point. My species seems to be largely feared in this world.” Came the reply of the human.

“Oh nothing a little invisibility spell wont fix.” Said the purple pony.

Evan scoffed at the pony, “ha, good one.” All the ponies gave him a blank stare. “What? I thought it was kinda’ funny,” no response, “you know, magic not being real and all?” Now they all gave him stares like he was a moron. “What? What am I missing here?”

“Um… don’t you have magic where you’re from?” the purple pony questioned.

“No such thing.” The mares laughed at the human’s blunt fact. Evan scowled at them for there WAS no such thing as magic. And he would prove it, with logic. “Magic is nothing but a circumstance of ignorance, in which, an individual has insufficient data to propose a hypothesis to an occurrence, elucidating it scientifically. Therefore there is no such thing as magic.” The ponies stopped there laughing to stare on at the intangible tongue-lashing they received.

One instead, had her jaw drop at the unbreakable logic that the man had brought forth. When Twilight gathered her lower mouth from the floor she said, “Well… Yah if you define it like that, then there is no such thing as magic.” The human folded his arms and smiled in victory.

All heads now turned to the purple one and looked at her as though the human’s crazy was contagious. “But, magic is defined as a circumstance in which one precipitates a desired result by means of the vitality of psycovolition.” All heads turned to the yellow eyed one to gage what it was there friend said.

Evan was impressed to say the least. He didn’t expect the equine to understand, much less respond to his definition. He smiled and shrugged as he said, “looks like we’re both right. After all, we come from different worlds, perspectives, and definitions. So how does it work?”

The purple-eyed mare smiled back, “I think it would be best to show you.” Evan was going to inquire further but as she closed her eyes he saw her horn glow and then himself.

When the glowing was finished Twilight opened her eyes, “so, can we go now? I have many more questions to ask.” She turned and trotted out the door.

Evan looked down at his body, or lack of it because it had completely gone invisible. If any pony could have seen him, they would have seen him gather his jaw off the floor as he walked to the door stating, “So do I.”

Author's Note

I wanted to do another chapter with Fluttershy but there weren't enough questions for me to make a new chapter on it. however, for those that did ask questions I did make references that they where asked or asked them in the next chapter which I will be posting sooner then usual.

The reason that is, is because this chapter does not help my case of this not being a Gary Stue story and I am to lazy to change it. >_>

P.S. Now it is changed so that he is not a Gary Stue. I'm making his mental abilities only effect one person at a time with the exception of surface thoughts and emotions. So I'm throwing the whole invisibility thing out the window. (unless there is only one)

I hope this doesn't disappoint. ^_^

Interviews Are Not Magic

Twilight walked through the door of her tree-library-home, and trotted to the other side of the room. Immediately after she walked through, there where heavy footsteps that belonged to seemingly no one in particular, following through the door. There was a loud thump from the top of the doorframe and a loud hissing could be heard.

“Oh! Sorry, the door’s a little low for you.” Said the pony from the other side of the room with an apologetic smile. The door slammed after a few very loud footsteps inside the library.

“Now where are you so I can remove the spell?” Came the sheepish pony. The statue on the table lifted and hovered in the air.

“Ah, there,” she said as her horn and a silhouette started to glow. “You could have just said so.” When she finished there stood a glaring Evan as he stood with a statue in his hand. The most noticeable feature on him was the zipper that posed as his lips.

“Oh… right…” she sheepishly said as her horn glowed again and the zipper removed from the humans mouth.

“WAS THAT COMPLETELY NESSISARY!” said the outraged man standing over her with a death glare.

Twilight shrunk from her place and intense fear crept into her, filling her blood with ice water. “W-well, you wouldn’t be quiet, a-and I couldn’t have you making noise.” Evan tried to relax, which proved difficult, as he had been silenced by this pony mid-sentence on their way to Twilights home making him more fascinated but also a little peeved because he had more questions for her. He had started the interview a little prematurely and pestered the poor equine with all kinds of questions with no space for answers until she finally silenced him.

Evan sighed and face palmed, rubbing his forehead as the pony cowered, “was I really that bad?” He recalled his talk with Fluttershy and remembered the nonstop questions to be annoying.

Twilight calmed down considerably at the humans now unflustered stature. “What do you mean?” she said tilting her head to the side.

As this was one scene that could send a diabetic into severe hypoglycemia on the spot Evan couldn’t help but smile. “My nonstop questions. Where they starting to get annoying to the point of sealing my mouth shut?”

The equine’s ears folded back and she gave a sheepish smile, “well… I would be lying if I told you it wasn’t.”

“Fair enough, I had a one sided interview with Fluttershy… that was as fun as reading an instruction manual,” said the human rolling his eyes. She never did answer him why she decided on butterflies for a butt tattoo. He shook off the distracting thought before moving on, “so here is how things are going down. You ask a question and I ask a question. If a question is unknown or does not want to be answered then another question is asked by the same person, sound good to you?” Evan proposed.

She nodded vigorously with a brilliant smile in place.

“Good. Now I asked a multitude of questions and none really got answered,” the purple one glared daggers at the hairless ape, “so you can ask one and we will start with that,” the human backtracked.

Twilight smiled and hovered a quill and paper to take notes, “so Evan, how did you get to Equestria?” the pony said.

“Well I don’t know to be honest. I woke up in the forest and looked for something to eat. Basic survival really.” The Quill whizzed across the paper as notes where taken.

“Ok, what were you doing before you came here?”

“That’s a private issue and I don’t want to talk about it,” Evan replied dryly.

“Um, what do you like to eat?”

“Well that’s difficult,” the yellow-eyed one replied looking at the ground and furrowing his brow. “I would say a nice T-bone stake, but I also really like chicken divine.”

Twilights pupils shrunk and her ears went flat against her head. It seemed to Evan that her face changed to a wisteria color. “Is everything alright?” The human asked as the pony started to shake.

She fell behind the table and futilely hid from the human, “y-you eat meat?” she asked in fear.

Evan face palmed at his stupidity. He had just told a vegetarian creature that he ate meat and enjoyed it above all else. “By your reaction I can tell that you are a herbivore right?”

Her eyes nodded from behind the table.

“As I thought. My spices are not fully carnivorous. We are omnivorous, meaning we eat all kinds of things including vegetables, grans, and fruits. So although we eat meat, we can choose not to as long as we get protean through beans or nut like sources.” Evan explained.

“S-so do you eat ponies?” Twilight said creeping up from the table a little.

Evan grinned an evil grin as he found his way to get back at the pony. He looked at her with that same grin and licked his lips in pleasure as he hungrily looked at the pony.

She immediately fell underneath the table and hid once again, “I wont be an easy meal for you. S-s-so don’t you dare come any closer.”

Evan went into hysteria as the pony’s unsure voice and reaction sent him over the small chair he was sitting in. that was until a voice came from above, “Twilight who ya talking to. It’s late a-m-m-MONSTER!” The scientist turned his head from the ground to see a green frilled purple lizard, with green eyes, standing erect and pointing at him from the bottom of the stairs, a pile of books covered his feet.

The bipedal lizard inhaled a deep breath as the man started to say, “what the h-,” but was cut off from a torrent of green flame heading in his direction. He rolled out of the way of the flames, singeing only his shoulder in first-degree burns. When the flame-throwing reptile stopped its stream, the human got up and ran to him to wrestle him to the ground. The green eyed dragon started to run from the monstrosity that he had tried to burn to a crisp, but due to his stubby legs the yellow-eyed man grabbed and pined him rather nicely.

The dragon grunted and squirmed under his weight when Evan said, “Twilight! I don’t eat ponies or anything sentient. Now will you please call off the pet lizard!”

The purple pony came from her hiding place and glared. “That is not a pet, that is Spike and your crushing him!” she said sternly. He looked down to see the dragon struggling to breath. He kept the dragons arms snug to its sides as he got up from the ground gripping the squirming purple one around the torso.

“There. Now will you please keep this thing from reducing me to carbon?” Evan said, as the green spined lizard was getting ready to blow another firestorm on his hands.

“Spike! Stop!” Twilight yelled as Spike was finishing his inhale.

The dragon stopped what it was doing and went back to squirming. “Twilight? What is this thing! Let go of me!” Evan happily obliged as he bent over to gently set the squirming creature on the wood floor. When released Spike ran as fast as he could behind Twilight, hiding behind one of her rear legs.

“Evan this is Spike, Spike this is Evan. Spike is my assistant dragon that helps me run the library.” Twilight said affirmatively.

Evan stared blankly at the two for a good fifteen seconds, “… You know what? Weird stuff has happened all day and I’m not going to start questioning it now.” He said it more to himself then his two onlookers. “Sorry for the scare, but I wanted to get back at you for that zipper thing earlier,” he said attempting to fold his arms but recoiling and hissing from his burning shoulder.

“Spike, get some ice for Evan’s shoulder.”

“OH. Right. Sorry about that.” The dragon disappeared behind a door leading to a back room.

“So you don’t eat ponies?” She said giving a firm face.

Evan wrinkled his nose at the thought, “Oh god no! Horse and pony meat tastes horrible, and I hear it’s not much better for you either. Besides, I have a personal moral for eating anything that can talk or have the intelligence to communicate in some way.”

She nodded and opened her mouth to ask another question but was stopped by Evan. “Stop right their sister. That’s two questions answered, it’s my turn now.”

She sat on her hunches and nickered. The human ignored this as he moved on to his question, “Are you a from Equus Caballus, an animal I know of in my world?”

The purple unicorn was again shocked at the humans knowledge, “yes, we are. Equus Caballus are our ancestors. Our spices has three names now. How did you know that?”

“Me first. It’s a rather simple one though. Where on god’s green earth am I?”

Many hours later

Deep within Canterlot lies a castle where there came a steady beat of clonk, clonk, clonk, reverberating through the long halls. All ponies where asleep excluding the guard ponies that patrolled them wincing at every beat. In the throne room there sat a navy blue pony with dark hair that resembled the night sky and all its wonder, as it flowed with a none existent breeze. The clonking continued as the princess concentrated at the task at hand. However, it was interrupted by a wisp of flame that flew up to her and manifested itself into a scroll with a poof, making a rubber ball fall to the ground.

The princess growled, “we almost broke our record!” She tossed the suspended paddle that connected to the rubber ball to the side and picked up the note to see what was so important to interrupt her night court.

She scanned the letter and her mouth fell, leaving her to looking like a drooling idiot. She read it through a few times just to make sure that she read it right and slowly she replaced her jaw and her lips rose into a smile that spread from ear to ear. Then her smile fell with realization. in that moment the letter burst into dark flames until nothing was left.

“We will need to keep this a secret. We don’t want our sister finding out about this.”

The princess of the night’s frown changed back to a smile, “We will take care of this personally.”

The morning sun shone through a window in the guest bedroom, drawing grate annoyance from the sleeping figure barely conscious from sleep. The human was much larger then his bed and this was blatantly apparent to anyone who could see. Evan rose begrudgingly from his uncomfortably small bed and closed the curtains. He returned to the bed and laid back down to continue the stories that danced across his dreams. Just as he was drifting off to travel to distant lands, a loud knocking came from the door.

“Evan! Breakfast is ready!”

The human groaned, “uh, five more minutes.”

He rolled over and found a disturbing lack of support. As he fell he thought, “Well, shit. I guess its Monday.” He hit the ground head first with a resounding thud. He grabbed his forehead and focused on the pain as if focusing on it would make it go away.

“You ok?” Came the voice again.

Evan glowered behind him at the bed that failed to be large enough to support his body. He gave it a swift kick which was a mistake as he realized mid swing he didn’t have shoes on. A tremor of pain travelled from his toe to the rest of his leg. He bent over grabbing the throbbing extremity in a fetal position while hissing.

“shhhhhhhhh… haaaaaaaaa… shhhhhhhh…haaaaaaaa…

…

… shhhhhhhhh” Twilight burst through the guest room door and ran to his aid.

“What’s the matter? What happened?” she said eyes wide and panicked.

“Nothing! Your damn bed just hates me!” He yelled, still in his fetal position.

“Well it serves you right for sleeping in.” Twilight said while giggling.

Even glowered at the librarian and started massaging his leg and toe. Twilight just gave another giggle at the human’s misfortune. She had learned that Evan could be short tempered but it was just a shell. He was a real sweet guy deep down and was more bark then bite.

The previous night was filled with questions and answers and they talked about anything from advanced mathematics, to basic physics which, in Evan’s opinion, the pony’s had distorted. Regardless Evan made no headway on rwhere he was, or how he got to Equestria. Twilight had shown him a map as well and while it was similar to earth, in continents and land markings, it was slightly different. For example Florida and Mongolia weren’t on it. It was through many arguments and questions on how magic worked that spent most of the night, making the Scientist irritable enough to kick a bed without footwear.

When there was nothing more then a throbbing ache the white-haired man stood and limped to join breakfast. “Sorry again for yelling. I really need to work on that.”

“No problem.” Replied the unicorn. “Spike is making pancakes. I-“

“HAY!” the sound of spikes protest came from the kitchen as Twilight realized the human’s sudden absence.

“…hope you like them.”

When breakfast was over the mixed interviewing continued. He and twilight talked about the differences in their society. As it turned out there where quite a few more then Evan had thought, if his interactions where any indication. The females where quite dominant over the males in number and as such filled more of a male role in trying to attract a mate or ‘special sompony’ as Twilight put it. The rest of the day was spent talking about their monarchy and Evans form of sociological life and democratic order. The day was long with intense discussion and debate when Twilight groaned, “I don’t understand your ‘democracy’ at all!” Evan chuckled at Twilight. It made sense for her to question it due to the fact that her society was matriarchal for as long as the history had been written.

“Look I’ll explain it again.” Before he could utter another syllable there was a knock at the door before it flew open and a pink blur of some kind obscured his view before it materialized as what appeared to be cotton candy at first glance, but as he examined it longer he recognized it as hair that was attached to the backside of the pony standing on the table talking to Twilight.

“Twilight you gotta’ hide. My pinkie sense told me that there is a human roaming town! It could foalnap any pony at any minute! I came to worn you because your one of my bestest friends ever and thought that you should know and lock your doors and windows and shutters and chimneys-“ that was about as far as the pony got in her 2.5 second rant before a hoof was shoved into it leaving only muffled undecipherable speech. Not that you could understand it beforehand.

“Pinky I want you to calm down ok?” Twilight said trying to calm her assumed friend.

Evan on the other hand was frozen in place. He knew what ponies thought of humans. Nothing but boogie men come to take children to slavery, only to be eaten by humans for their trouble. Another fact was that ponies are a bit xenophobic as he learned from his societal lesion today, twilight having given an example with a Zebra she met, besides, her friend seemed like she was going working herself into a worried frenzy, and to top it all off, his luck was not that great with meeting these ponies. Evan slowly started to edge his way under the table to try to continue to go unnoticed.

“Now why are you so worried?” she stated calmly.

“Twilight, my pinkie sense told me that a human’s in town!”

“Oh, please pinkie. How do you know if it’s a human? Have you met one?”

“Well… no. But you gotta’ believe me!”

“What order is this one in?”

“What the hell are they talking about!” Evan thought as he huddled under the table.

“Tail twitch, Ear flop, eye flutter, table flip.”

“Well that’s a n- did you say table flip?”

“Oh, I feel one coming on! Tail twitch. Ear flop. Eye flutter.”

“Pinkie stop!”

“Table flip!” Evan watched helplessly as the table lifted from its place as it was flipped over by the hyper pony, completely exposing himself to all that could see.

The pink pony stared blankly for nearly thirty seconds until Evan shrugged, waved and said “uhh… Hi?”

The movement and sound made the party pony realize that it indeed was not some sort of weird decoration under the table and promptly started to screem and run for the door. The door slammed shut from the force of a purple telekinetic glow and she was trapped. She forced her back against the door and breathed heavily from fear.

“Pinkie? This is Evan. Yes he is a human but he seems to not want to hurt anypony.” Evan continued to sit silently in his spot, not making any sudden moves to fritin the pink one anymore.

“but twilight! He is a human he EATS ponies!” Evan gaged at the thought which went unnoticed.

“No, he doesn’t. he eats all kinds of things. He ate pancakes this morning.”

“those where so good I need to get the recipe from spike!” Even reminisced in a stare that went on through space, now in a different world intirely as twilight glared at him.

“now Pinkie. I need you to not tell anypony about Evan. We don’t want to frighten the town and cause a panic!”

Pinkie pie stared at Twilight in disblef “but Twilight, what if he rampages and inslaves the town!” she rebutted.

“If he does anything bad, then you can tell everypony and lead the search party ok?”

“GAAAAAAASP* search party! That would be absolutely astoundingly-!”

“But only if he dose something wrong!”

The smile she sported flipped to a frown, “awwww~”

“Will you pinkie promise?”

“Cross my heart hope to fly stick a cupcake in my eye.”

“OK. You can go if you want.”

“OK. GAAAAAAASP* AAAAAAaaaaaaaahhhhhh…” she ran out the door and was gone in a flash as Twilight calmly closed the door.

“Um Twilight? Wont that cause attention?” Evan said raising an eyebrow.

“I’m sure most ponies will just brush it off as Pinkie being Pinkie. Now come here! we need to talk more,” as she placed the last chair with her telekinetic glow.

Evan groaned and sat at the table to give the unicorn another lesson on democracy.

House Arrest is Magic

“NOOO!”

Evan jolted up in bed in a cold sweat. He looked at his surroundings and realized that he wasn’t in the middle of a highway but in a bed far, far away from the slab of concrete that plagued him. He breathed heavily to calm himself from the fearful terror. He shockingly sighed and got up from the bed. Having the same nightmare within two days of each other was a new record for Evan. He walked to the door to get to the bathroom to get the sweat off but came to a roadblock that refused to open with a turn. He struggled with the knob thinking that it was simply stuck, but gave up and came to the conclusion that the door was locked.

“I guess that Twilight doesn’t truly trust me yet.” He mentally sighed as depression started setting in. he weighed his options as the floor made creaks and moans from the unintentional increase in weight.

“A wood door won’t stop me. So I guess I’ll just go for a walk.” He struggled to climb out the window and slowly made his way down to the ground. Unfortunately he wasn’t able to fly with the mood he was in so he was forced to slowly make his way around the tree.

Evan was making good progress. He was reaching for another branch and was halfway down to the street when the tree branch creaked. He froze in his reaching, hoping that it would not brake and have him fall. He waited a few seconds and mentally sighed in mild annoyance. He reached once more for the next bra-SNAP*

The branch gave way to the weight caused by Evan’s depression. He fell the last five feet with a gasp and slammed into the unforgiving ground. The pressure from the fall caused the air he had to collect to vacate his lungs like a man high tailing it out of a women’s restroom. His eyes grew in the slight crater he made in the ground as his mind panicked for the air he desperately needed. After what seemed like an eternity, his worries where silenced by a strained gasp as air returned to its natural place in his lungs. He rolled to his side as he coughed begrudgingly as the air he so desperately desired moments ago seeped from his mouth.

He continued to lay there wondering how it was that anything could continue to sleep through the racket he was making. When he could breath without gasps and wheezes he got to his feet.

“I hate how women and I have similarities in weight gain during depression.” He stated as he composed himself and walked with heavy footsteps, both literal and metaphorical.

He decided that since the town was very likely devoid of life, he could walk around and get an up close and personal look at the town. As he slowly moved through the streets he could see now that the houses where rather modest. The structures looked rather stable with cement and wood foundations, but the roofs where made of straw. He made a mental note to ask Twilight about that later. The houses where rather appealing despite their lack of affective roofing.

Continued walking aimlessly left to his thoughts.

“So, what to do now?”

“You could start a new life here.”

“That’s laughable how could I, a lone human, live amongst a civalization of talking multicolored ponies?”

“You got any better ideas? This is the only social interaction you’re most likely going to get out here.”

“… Well it still sounds ludicrous. I don’t even know where to start! They are terrified of me! Virtually every scary story I’ve heard of in this world is about or has a tie with humans. Not that I can even read the damn things.”

After looking through a few books in the library Evan found that even though the equines shared the same language as him, their writing was completely different. It varied from hieroglyphic, to a strange line like caricature system. Luckaly He had twilight to help him. “I mean it’s the biggest cliché in this world! From humans making zombies to apocalyptic humans. I’m surprised that daring doo has Quetzalcoatl instead of a human.”

“Well, that IS an action adventure book. But that is beside the point. Do you plan on hiding in Twilights library for the rest of your life?”

The man rolled his eyes at the thought. “THAT would be entertaining… but what if the ponies don’t accept me?”

“The others have their views but at least five of the seven are at least being willing to have a conversation with me. Besides what other reason do have for asking questions about their society.”

The human stopped in his tracks trying to answer that question but found none. It seemed that his subconscious was one step ahead of him.

“OK. So I assimilate. Hopefully things won’t get heated when it does happen.”

Evan lifted his head and noticed that he was standing in front of a fountain in the center of town. He would have noted the craftsmanship but was starting to get tiered again and decided to return to the library, since distracting himself had been a success. He turned to leave when a dark portal opened in the road ahead. Evan prepared himself (either to run or fight would be determined later) for what might emerge from the darkness. Evan was shocked to see a Pegasus Unicorn equine fade into view as the darkness dissipated. It was midnight blue in color, it’s mane and tail resembled the night sky in its depth and beauty, and its eyes a sea foam green that bored into his soul.

Evan realized this was the princess Luna that Twilight had talked about in their discussions. She gave him a glare that looked like the scientist was treading on thin ice. He relaxed slightly knowing that she wasn’t here to cause him grief but decided to use his mental awareness in case things went the wrong way… and with him, it was likely. He calmed his mind and focused on his senses, then expanded his mind to reach Luna. He decided that he should only sense her emotions because he thought that invading a persons thoughts where a major invasion of privacy. the down side to this was that sometimes emotions would seep through infecting his own mind and making him unable to stop using this ability until the effects wore off.

For this power the emotions of others where like noise. If he didn't keep the "emotional volume" down, the noise would overwhelm his mind. Making the emotion he was sensing a part of who he was eventually melding the others mind with his own. This could be vary dangerous because if the other was filled with an intense hatred for example, he would make enemies with that person rather quickly if not carful. However, what he felt coming from Princess Luna surprised him.

“Excitement?” he stupidly said out loud.

“What did you say?” the princess had cocked her head to the side at the human creatures comment.

“Oh! I mean I am excited to meet you princess.” He gave a respectful head bow.

“I see, well it seems that Twilight Sparkle has told you of us. But other then that letter she sent, we are unaware of who you are and where you came from.”

A brow rose from Evan’s face. “Wait… I thought that was sent to Celestia. How did you get it?”

“It was night, and all royal business comes to us while my sister slumbers.”

“Ah… so, you want to make sure that I wont hurt anypony? If you are you have no worries.”

“No, if you wanted to do harm you would have done so already.”

Evan felt a great twinge of sadness in the princess’s emotions but it was quickly replaced by excitement once more that she kept well hidden.

“So what are you here for? Other then the to marvel at my grate wit and charm.” He gave a friendly smile, which she returned.

Her smile quickly faded and she grew serious. “We are here to give you a warning that you must swear to keep under any circumstance. If not, then we will imprison you, until your days are done.”

Evan was could tell from her resolved feelings that this was no bluff and a bit of fear threatened to pull his heart into his stomach. His only reply was “And that is?”

“To never be seen outside the library again by anypony that doesn’t know of your existence already. If you can promise that, then you can remain there.”

Evan was confused beyond belief. Why would he need to hide if he wanted no harm? As he was thinking of the ridiculousness of having to stay in the library for the rest of his life and how impossible it would be he felt something come from the princess that he thought would never come from a godlike being such as herself. It was fear he felt, and he could even see it in the fringes of her eyes as she looked at him failing to suppress what looked like pleading. She seemed desperate for him to except.

He groaned inwardly “…she’s giving me the puppy dog eyes! I can’t STAND the puppy dog eyes!”

“I’ll do as you say princess but answer me this one question. Why are you so adamant to keep my existence a secret?”

She gave a straight face as she said, “We think it best you don’t know. Farewell human.”

Before Evan could ask another question the princess of the night summoned another portal taking her far from him.

Evan groaned and brought a palm to cover his face. He retracted his mental awareness and continued to think as his thoughts escaped his mouth. “More fear. Is it me she fears?” he yawned and stretched as he looked up into the purple sky.

“Wait… purple?” he looked to what he knew was east and saw that indeed the sun was beginning to rise.

“I’ve been out that long! I need to get out of here before someone sees me.”

As if the world liked to make voiced fears a reality he heard a door creak from his left. He turned his head to see a mint green pony with a white and turquoise mane and tail in what looked like a green robe, staring at him with yellow eyes the same hew of his own. Both where frozen in place and just stared each other down for what seemed like hours. Evan finally gained the courage to move and took a hesitant step down the road, which warranted no reaction from the pony. He took another and still no reaction. As a third was made he noticed that its eyes didn’t follow him and he sprinted strait for the library hoping that he wasn’t being followed.

Two weeks later-

“I know why, but why wont she let me go outside AT ALL!” Evan fumed, standing on a pedestal completely still.

“Well, you did break your promise to princess Luna 10 seconds after making it.” Replied a white unicorn as she inserted another holding pin into the suite the human was posing for.

“How is that MY fault?! It couldn’t be helped. It doesn’t help that Lyra is obsessed with finding me now and visits the library constantly.”

Evan had learned the pony’s name to be Lyra, and as luck would have it she was the only human conspiracy theorist in town. She thought that all the things ponies had where derived from human ingenuity and also being one of the few ponies to not think of humans as wholly evil. It made some sense to Evan but the mint green terror made multiple trips to the Library daily and every time she was alone she searched for anything that might involve a human inhabitant. It was a regular occurrence for Evan to hide and it had gotten to the point that he started “making himself invisible” every time she came instead of hiding outright. He sighed inwardly as he remembered disappearing right as twilight turned her head at the interloper’s door knock and was able to convince twilight that he was just that good at hiding.

“She really needs to find a hobby.”

Not even looking up from her work Rarity replied, “you are her hobby darling. She is actually a rather skilled lyre player.”

“Then a new one. I mean I had to BEG Twilight to let me leave the library, and no offence, but teleporting from the library to your boutique is not what I had in mind.” Evan shuttered as the feeling of being teleported returned to his mind. It was as if he was being stretched and folded like taffy then remolded in the shop.

The idea of magic was a laughable idea to Evan but after conducting some tests with twilight he finally came to a conclusion that he was comfortable with.

He didn’t have sufficient enough equipment to work with.

“I understand darling, but you mustn’t fault her for it. She means well though sometimes misguided and I have been just begging for her to send you my way so I could make you some more cloths.”

Evan looked down and frowned Rarity and Fluttershy had been really good therapy for him. They listened more then talked and he felt he took them for granted. In return for listening to his worries he would give them massages which they thuraly enjoyed. “I swear I’ll find a way to pay you for all the cloths. You must be spending a fortune on me with all the cloths you made and my size included.”

“Think nothing of it darling. Those fingers of yours are payment enough, Fluttershy and I don’t even go to the spa for anything but hooficures anymore.”

“But I still don’t think that it compensates for the fact that your making me a suit that nopony will ever see.”

“Nonsense. I enjoy it! I’ll have no more of this talk of paying me back.”

The man shook his head. If its one thing he learned in his life is that when a woman makes up her mind, you go with the flow or risk torture and a gruesomely painful death. “Fine Rarity. You win.”

“Your certainly right that I win. Now turn and let me get a look at you.”

Evan turned and looked and himself in the mirror while doing so. He was surprised at Rarity’s craftsmanship of the suite. It was a black tie tuxedo with yellow sapphires for the buttons to accent his eyes. It was surprising to Evan that precious Gems where such a common occurrence that they could be used on cloths.

“Wow! You’ve outdone yourself! This is the best suit I’ve seen. And I’ve been to some ritzy places back on earth.”

“You flatter me darling. I’m glad you like them. Now take them off so that I can sew it.”

The human stepped off the platform to the dressing curtain and striped to his skivvies. The ponies never understood why Evan wore cloths all the time and he never said. They asked but he just replied with “because humans do” and left it at that. Twilight insisted one time and he told her bluntly, awkwardly, and in great detail why humans wore cloths. When she was asked by one of her friends she replied with “because humans do and that’s all you want to know.”

“So what is the word today?” Evan draped the suit over the curtain for Rarity to grab. She had always been a good source of gossip and news for him. He could probably name half the town with all she told him and it was vary entertaining

As the suite slid from view he heard Rarity’s pained voice. “I’ve actually heard some rather disturbing news today, a guard informed me just before you arrived that diamond dogs have been acting up and foalnaping ponies.”

Evan gasped “really why?”

“Well, I was taken once and they where using me to mine gems for them, but that was a while ago. The rumors now are much more terrifying then when it happened to me, they where rather hospitable despite not letting me go. Now they are more brutish and animalistic it seems from all the rumors of torture that are going on. The royal guard has been trying to rescue them but hasn’t come up with a successful plan yet. I’m actually quite worried for Sweetie Bell.”

Evan made the couscous decision then and there that somehow he would save those pore ponies. The human rubbed his chin after finishing slipping on his pants and stepped out of the Curtin. “I see what you mean. How did you escape?”

Rarity smiled “lets just say that I was a little to much for them to handle.”

Evan laughed at her comment and froze when he realized something. “… What’s a diamond dog?”

The white unicorn giggled at Evan’s unintentional ignorance and gave a short explanation of their features before leaving to sew her new masterpiece. Evan was left alone in the living room to let his mind wonder. Unfortunately it wondered back to his first frustrating topic.

“She won’t let me get any fresh air at all. I need a walk around from time to time otherwise I’m liable to do something stupid.” Evan smirked at the plan that was formulating in his mind.

“You know what? What kind of boredom would life be filled with if you didn’t do something stupid now and then?”

The human snuck up to Rarity’s room where she was working away on his new duds and saw that she would be busy with them for quite a while. He snuck back down to the mane lobby to the front door and let out a long breath while grabbing the doorknob.

“I don’t know if I can hide from that many ponies but that is the thrill of it all I guess. Avoid large groups and I should be fine… Hopefully.”

He expanded his mind as far as he could to make sure the cost was clear. When all was clear he smiled, “now I’ll have that walk.” He said out loud because he could not be heard and turned the knob of freedom.

Evan was enjoying his walk to an extreme degree. He watched as the different ponies walked by his hiding places, unaware of his presence and the human couldn’t help but cause some havoc. He watched as he would mess with the equines by altering their sight so things that they where holding just minutes before where gone or invisible. It was something that he was able to do when concentrating hard on a single individual. He hadn't the concentration to mess with more then one though. It was the time of his life that made him almost loose the ability to make things invisible for being to happy.

His last victim was left extremely confused as to how his money bag disappeared from the counter as he franticly searched for it only to see it back on the counter again as he and the shop keeper got in an argument over it. As they argued he felt he needed to get away because they might suspect foul play and start looking for the pony messing with them. He snuck off from his hiding place and lucky there was not any pony on the streets on the other side of the ally. He found it weird that not many ponies were on the streets but as it made him capable of moving around easier he didn’t curse his luck. When he reached the edge of town was where he was able to calm down and he was able to resume his outdoor excursion. His mind stretched out far once again and an unnatural feeling to this land of ponies entered into it.

He turned toward the source of the disturbance and found that he was facing a forest. According to Twilight, the woods where called Whitetail wood. He felt compassion for this creature whatever it was going through. He sighed at himself for what he felt he needed to do.

“Could be a predator for all I know.” He grumbled as he stomped into the woods.

Whitetail wood was actually much more tame then the feral of Everfree. It was peaceful and beautiful which was good for his currant mood; having felt obligated to enter it. It was as if elves lived in this wood and only those who meant it harm were in danger.

He walked rather deep into the wood towards the panicked and pained emotions. It wouldn’t be long before-

*Sniffle

The noise came from above in the trees farther up. It sounded sentient so he probed the mind a little further.

“Why did I come here by myself? I’m such an idiot.”

“Well, it’s sentient. Lets get a better look at what I’m dealing with.” He snuck up to the noise that resided in the trees. As he got closer to the tree he could see a flash of orange. The man smiled when he realized what he was worried over. He positioned himself behind the opposite side of the tree so the little ball that curled on a branch above could not see him. "This little filly is going to freak if she sees me and I can't help her if she starts fliping out."

"Well, she can't see you now why not talk to her now?"

"Because if I did then she might not open up with me being a stranger and all. I need to find a way to comfort her in a way that would be like comforting herself..."

...

"I have an Idea but Its risky. However, I think that it will pan out well enough if it works."

The human thought of all the ways this could go wrong and how he could end up in a predicament that would garner far to many questions. Then he thought "Eh, why not. it's not the worst decision I've made today."

The scientist entered deeper into the young ones mind and with a calm voice Evan said through her mind “Hay kid, why are you crying?”

Rustling could be heard above. “W-who’s there?” the young raspy female voice came.

“Don’t be scared. I’m here to help. Tell me why you’re crying.”

“I’m NOT crying!”

“Then what are you doing in the tree?”

The young one shuffled before answering, “well…” "maybe I should tell him that it's just comfy up here. Wait, how is something talking in my head?"

“Lets just say that I'm your conscience and I'm here to help, also the truth please." The newly proclaimed conscience's chuckle reverberated in the little orange filly's mind "It may be obvious by now but ill know if your lying.”

She grumbled under her breath as Evan silently chuckled beneath her.

“I’m stuck,” she said, spiting the words out.

“Why don’t you just fly down? You’re a pegasus arrant you?”

She became silent and the human was slammed with the weight of her depression. He tried to withdraw from her to lessen the effects but that wave of emotion was too much for him to avoid as it engulfed his mind. He felt everything she felt and all her emotion poured into him like an ocean of water. His plan on helping this filly had failed miserably as he fumbled on avoiding this posable eventuality. He could already feel the effects of what had happened as his legs started to shake from the increase in the pull of gravity. The tree groaned from its own weight as he hoped that the young girl would not fall from it though he knew that she felt the effects. He had no choice but to either remain until she felt better or leave and wait for the effects wore off. And leaving would probably make things worse especially with the route he had gone in helping her. So, being the chivalrous man he was he chose not abandon a little girl in need.

“Ah, you can’t,” he stated sagely.

"Why am I so heavy?" she said with a shaky voice.

“Uh, it is because of the enormous weight you carry on you’re shoulders kid. Tell me what happened.” The human thought it was cheesy but it was the only thing that might work, hey, if this world has magic then who would question a symbolic metaphor made literal.

“Why do you care? And if you're my conscience, then why don't you know what I'm upset about?”

The human sighed inwardly before answering her. “Because, I haven’t been around for that long to know what happened. I know that you’re in pain, and when your in pain, I'm in pain. I want us both to be happy and the only way for us both to be healed is for you to tell me.”

Silence came from above until she said, “it’s a long story.”

Evan sat and wanted the gesture to speak for itself but settled with “we’ve got the time.”

She sighed heavily and all was silent. Evan thought she wouldn’t share her story. But as he was about to encourage her she began.

“When I was just a foal, my parents and I where moving from our home to Ponyvill. They were told that the skies over Ponyvill were clear. They didn’t intend for the clouds in the Everfree to be so hectic.” She sniffed as tears started to drip from above and she was silent once more.

“Please continue,” Evan said, his own tears falling.

She was able to suppress the sobs as she continued. “The storm came from nowhere. The strong down drafts and up drafts where too much to resist, and we were tossed by the wind. when they found us I was on top of my parents. My parents protected me from the fall, b-but… b-b-“ Evan had heard enough. During the story he knew that she needed to be held because he needed to be held. So, he swiftly climbed the tree to be able reach her. He pulled the pony from the branch from which she gasped and he stuffed her in his sweatshirt. Finally he got a good look at her. Her violet eyes that where swollen from tears where wide from surprise and her mane and tail sticky with sap.

Evan guessed that he wasn’t too far from how the little filly looked as he had shared her emotions and turmoil with her. The human smiled with tears streaming down his face.

“It’s alright kiddo. Now your wounds will heal.” the thought was said out loud as the filly recognized the voice that she heard in her head.

The orange filly’s eyes watered up and she sobbed into his chest. Evan held her close calming the misery of the foal in his arms to end. They remained this way until night fell and they drifted to sleep.

Author's Note

Well this was fun. Hope that you liked the drawing done by yours truly and put into Photoshop. Well this was fun and I hope that I can continue doing better. :) See you next week!

Kicking Ass is Magic

The Diamond Dogs kept a close eye on the prisoners as they shivered in their cages. Twilight watched as she and her friends were loaded up like animals and stored for the next workday. The room she and all the other ponies where being kept in was more of a stone cavern. Cages of steel kept the ponies locked in it and secured an individual cage for each pony and many more were scattered around the room. The only entrance was the archway that only two ponies could walk through and was guarded by two Diamond dogs. It was terrible living conditions. The cadges left nothing but hay to sleep on and there was no such thing as a bathroom. The ponies that had been here weeks before her have had no choice but to sleep in their own feces. Rarity had tried to complain as she did before to get them out of this but instead of sympathy she got a slap and threat for her trouble.

Twilight’s magic was of no use either. Somehow they were able to get ahold of horn shackles, which were used on unicorns to suppress their magic. The pegisi had a metal band around their torso, pinning their wings to keep them from flying away, and all three races had the same standard hoof shackles camped to each hoof.

If Celestia only knew how her subjects were being treated… Twilight would think it sweet justice. But they needed to get out of here first. She looked at the other ponies and sadly saw only despair. She quickly scanned the room for her friends before the gloomy atmosphere could seep into her as well. With determination in her eyes she found each of them peppered around the cavern. They all had bags under their eyes but underneath they shared the same thought.

They needed to get out of here or die.

As Twilight started concocting a plan of escape, the Diamond Dogs rustled and looked down the tunnel opposite that the ponies had come from after their labor. They both brandished their spears saying, “Who go there!”

Twilight thought she heard a reply but it was too quiet to hear.

“What? You search for lost bones?” the Diamond Dogs shifted and looked at each other shrugging.

The second guard looking over the cages said, “we no have your bones go look some other place.”

Again she heard a whisper in the tunnel. She strained to hear words but to no avail. What she could hear is the ice-cold malice that sent a shiver down her spine.

“Wait! You not one of us! Who are you!”

Just as the angry guard finished his sentence something tackled him at the same speed as a pegasus at full flight, making the Diamond Dog fly with the mysterious monster. The guard’s companion growled and joined his brother beyond Twilights vision. The sounds of distant punches and struggle could be heard before there was a loud thump and all was quiet. Moments later the shadow of the monster could be seen as it approached the entrance to the cavern. Twilight closed her eyes thinking this was going to be the end for her. How could her last moments be in a cage, completely helpless to do anything? She covered her face as she waited for the end.

Earlier That Day

The sleeping filly squirmed as a breeze brushed up against her face. She groaned at the interrupting sensation. The mattress below her was soft and comforting and she was warm from the swaddling blankets. Scootaloo yawned and begrudgingly opened her eyes to start the most likely late morning. Her eyes slowly cracked to let the sunlight creep into her eyes and welcome the day and she blinked a few times to remove the blur her eyes had. When the filly had regained her sight, she looked at the bed that had made her so comfortable. Her eyes opened to their full extent as she viewed the creature she was laying on being completely covered by its worm jacket that it wore.

Her first expression was to rub her eyes. “Maybe my eyes are still fuzzy,” she thought.

When she gazed on the creature again, its visage did not change. Panic settled in as she realized what this creature was. Her breaths became shallow and heavy as she stared at the monster she had heard of in so many horror stories. She slowly and shakily moved to get out from under the slumbering giant. It moaned and shifted from her shaky movements, which made her freeze in place. After the steady breathing of sleep had taken place once more she moved again, this time more steady then before knowing that her vary life depended on it.

She slowly and steadily escaped the warm consigns of the monsters jacket and went to run away. But she halted at what she saw to be a branch in a tree that stuck out from between the creature’s legs. As she looked over the edge she realized that she was up high in a tree.

“how did it know I’m a cripple?” the thought was a heavy blow to her self esteem that she would think of later. Now she had to find a way to get out of this situation.

“You know if you wanted down you can just ask.”

The filly’s pupils shrunk at the sentence that was unuttered by her. She turned her head to see the human staring at her with a tilted head and a raised eyebrow. After seeing she was caught Scootaloo did what her body wanted to do from the start.

“AHHHHHH!” she let out a scream and ran for her life in the opposite direction. As that direction was off a tree branch, it was obvious it was a move made with instinct in mind. She fell from the branch full of terror that she had done such a foalish thing. She continued to scream as she fell and closed her eyes at the impending doom that would absurdly come with a thump. It came but for some reason it didn't hurt as bad as she thought, and the cry of pain was not hers either. Confusion settled in as she gathered up some courage to open her eyes to see what phenomenon could possibly keep her from her doom. Her answer was a black jacket as she stared at the inside of it. She popped her head out to stare at a stern face looking back at her laying on the ground. For some reason it looked like it was scolding rather then intimidating.

She sheepishly smiled at the monster to hopefully change its countenance but it seemed to be futile.

“What in Sam hill did you think you were doing? You could have been killed! I know that I’m not the prettiest thing to look at in the morning, but I have never before sent people nor pony careening to their death!”

The small pony shook under the chiding gaze. “I’m sorry master. It wont happen again.” A stray tear fell from her cheek as scootaloo reigned herself to her fate.

Evan Groaned at the remark, “…Don’t you ponies come up with something a little more creative then slavery. I mean geez I know many other kinds of lies out there other then the slavery thing.”

Scootaloo continued to cry in his jacket and Evan realized this was not a joke to try and relive tension. He reached down and lifted her chin to force the filly to look at him. “Don’t you remember last night kiddo?”

The scolding look on the humans face was replaced with one of care and a gentle smile. Like a flash of lightning everything came back and she remembered all that happened last night. She looked on with amazement at the mythical creature before her and her smile grew a mile wide. Her wings started to flap making the sound of a small moped as she jumped out of his jacket and gripped his neck cutting off the flow of life giving air.

“WOW! This is so cool! I can’t believe that a living myth is right here!”

As the over rambunctious youngster rambled on the man continued to wheeze and sputter at the little ponies abuse. “Need… Air… Can’t… BREATH!...” Her rowdy behavior continued through his complaints until he forcefully pushed her down and onto the ground. “Jeez kid, calm down ok?”

Her wings stopped flapping and she blushed at her conduct but the smile she had never left her face. “So… where did you come from?” She said when her embarrassment eased off.

Evan was rubbing and tending his poor neck that had been manhandled by this young filly. He gave her a small glare, which didn’t phase her in the slightest. Evan for some reason laughed at her boldness before answering, “well I’m from town actually. I sensed you were sad and came to change that.” His over truthfulness snapped him out of the drowsy stupor and awoken him to the fact that he had shared a mental link with the young filly and that link had turned into a mind melding which caused him to do something reckless and phenomenally stupid. That bomb hit him like a ton of bricks as it dawned on what he had just said.

The filly tilted her head to the side “how can you sense how I feel?” She questioned.

The scientist fidgeted a bit trying to decided what he was going to do with the blunder he made telling the young filly the truth. Then he gave up and realized that the truth was the best answer. “I can't tell you that but I will tell you that it is nothing you want, trust me. It's just something I'm able to do."

"Then what was all that stuff you said last night?" The young one glared at the biped.

"Everything I told you last night was true." The human said defensibly, "Last night our minds melded and everything you felt, I felt. So when I said your pain was my pain I was being literal. So not only did I want to help you I needed too, uh this is not coming out right" the flustered Evan looked at the now glaring ball of cuteness.

"Look, I came to the woods from Ponyvill to help and that was before our minds melded. I wanted to help you, the fact that it turned more into a need later is irrelevant." The white hared one stood firm in his assertion.

The orange ball of fur rubbed her chin in contemplation making the scientist sweat until she finally decided on a response, "fine I'll forgive you on one condition."

"Name it." Evan was glad that he could confide his secret in another evan if it was a little kid.

"Tell me what else can you do? I knew you where lying about the reason why I was heavy. Apparently that knowing when somepony is lying thing worked both ways."

Evan's jaw dropped, he had honestly never known about that and knew that if he was still on good terms with Dr. Cooper would have reported that to him as well. Thank, goodness for small mercies. The Scientist rubbed the back of his head as he grew a sudden interest in his shoes, "Um... well, depending on how I feel things happen that are out of my control. Normally, I am incapable of reading one's thoughts when I am experiencing intense emotions but in a mind meld it is as if our minds are one and the connection cannot be severed so easily.

"So, in essence yes, I can do other things but only when feeling a certain emotion or when someone is making me feel a certain emotion during a mind meld."

The young filly tilted her head "That didn't answer my question."

The science experiment sighed at the comment "do I have to?"

The pony child crossed her forhooves "I won't forgive you until you do."

Evan sighed in resignation as he rose his hand to list off his abilities "Flight, invulnerability and strength, gravity, telepathy, and illusions but that's only with a few beings at a time." truthfully he could also extract memories and knowledge from another as well but seeing as just getting something as simple as a birthday can cause a migraine for hours made him loath to delve to deep into that one.

The little girl bounced in place repeating one phrase over and over. "Show me!"

The PHD owner cursed his current fate of being a sideshow and altered what the mind of what the little filly saw to make himself disappear.

As the human vanished before Scootaloo’s eyes she lost control of all jaw function and her mind went on full reboot at what is possible. When she gathered her jaw from off the ground she blurted out, “how did you do that? Humans don’t know magic! At least not the ones in the stories anyways.”

Evan smugly smiled at the young filly. “Well humans don’t, your right. But I am the exception as I am... kind of a freak.” he returned normal sight to the pony and she frowned at the statement.

"You are not a freak. Your just different." she stated matter of factly.

the human smiled at her young naivety until her gasp surprised him. “I totally need to show you to Sweetybell and Applebloom! They’ll totally flip out!”

"woah there kiddo, we've gotta keep what I can do a secret."

"Aww! but why?"

"Because every time someone has learned about it it's been nothing but trouble for me and everyone else."

The child grumbled before replying "fine, but they can still meat you right?" she perked right up near the end of the sentence.

Evan chuckled at the young pony’s enthusiasm “Ok, but don’t you have somewhere important to be? Like, I don’t know… school?”

The pony did a psha. “School’s not that important.” Evan bent over to get with eye level of the little filly to give a stern parental gaze. It held firm on the little pony and her resolve waivered under his piercing glare making Scootaloo cringe under its weight. “…But I should probably go anyway.”

Evan smiled at her wise decision and nodded. He picked her up into his warm jacket which she didn’t mind as it was surprisingly comfortable.

“Which way is it now?” Evan said trying to get his Barings.

“That way.” She pointed with a hoof. Evan ruffled the pony’s mane making her giggle and push his hand away while he took Scootaloo’s direction.

Evan had dropped off Scootaloo at school or so Evan found out she was named during their walk to it. The adorable ball of orange begged him to stay but he needed to get back to the library. He knew Twilight would be absolutely furious that he hadn’t been at Rarity’s and he figured she would be franticly searching for him. He walked to the library trying to figure out how to defuse the situation. Nothing had come to mind and he just figured he would wing it.

“Yah… because that’s worked so many times before”

He sighed begrudgingly as his mind returned and he found himself standing in front of the Library-Home. He turned the nob to be greeted to what would assuredly be a complete mess. Instead, the only thing he was greeted with was a purple and green dragon pacing the floor mumbling to himself. Evan did not find this odd as Twilight might still be searching. He felt a pang of guilt as he closed the door to the library finally getting Spike’s attention.

“Dude! Where have you been?!” The baby dragon had bags under his eyes and many scales seemed to be out of place and missing.

Evan rubbed the back of his head. “Sorry man. I got caught up in so-“

“No time! Twilights been foalnaped!”

“What!?”

Spike took a deep breath before continuing, “when Twilight went looking for you sheended up getting caught by diamond dogs that took her. Applejack and the others went to get her but they have been gone all night. We assumed that you were with her because you were nowhere to be seen. I have been trying to contact the princess but shehasn’t responded! You need to help!”

If Evan had truly listened to all of that the only thing he would have heard where random words that made little sense. But since he could read the little guys mind after a few seconds he got the message.

He furrowed his brow and closed his eyes at the news. He would never be able to get to the Diamond Dogs without being noticed by the ponies, his emotions where sure to keep him from any kind of mental powers. He opened his eyes as he made his decision.

“Fuck subtlety! I’m done hiding in the shadows anyway.”

The human turned on his heel and looked over his shoulder to Spike. “Take a rest Spike. I’ll take care of this.”

He headed out the door when Spike coherently said, “wait! You can’t go alone! Let me come with you.”

“No Spike. I need to do this on my own.”

“Common! I’ve been here alone for so long! I don’t know how much more I can take.”

Evan walked over to kneel down to the little dragon and smiled. His emotions to help his reptilian friend calmed Evan down enough for him to enter Spike’s mind and started to decrease the flow of adrenalin in his system. “Spike, you need to calm down. Get some rest.”

Spike let out a yawn as his body was starting to already feel the effects of the mind tampering. “But, what about you and the others?”

“They will be fine just sleep and all is going to be right by the time you wake up.”

The purple dragon yawned and curled into a ball. “Ok,” He said. Spike started snoring soon after.

Evan would have made note of how cute the little scaly baby was but there were bigger matters to attend to. He got to his feet and walked to the door once again. He started to fume with rage at how his breaking of the rules had gotten his friends in trouble. His brow furrowed and his fists clenched tightly into balls.

“They’ll pay,” Was his only sentence made as he went to ask any pony where the diamond dogs where located.

Come out and tell me damn it!” the plan backfired. The second Evan was seen on the streets the ponies ran into their homes to hide from his glaring eyes. His frustration didn’t help things as he yelled at them to tell him where the diamond dogs were. It seemed to be a futile attempt. There was nothing more to do then to become emotionless barge into a home and rip the information from their minds. But that went far beyond his moral standers. The feeling of having your mind ripped in half would be like torture for the poor pony subject to it. And they might not even know where the Diamond Dogs are. He huffed at his currant predicament. His head bowed down as he thought how he could possibly fix this issue. He sighed as he came up with no other options but to knock down some doors and make a few ponies piss themselves. He picked a home and was going to do just that when he heard some complaining coming from down the street.

“…cant! It’s dangerous! It might take you away!”

Evan desperately looked for the source of the noise from down the street.

“Don’t worry Bon bon it hasn’t taken any ponies yet and it want’s to help.”

There it was. It was Lyra and a cream-colored pony, apparently named Bon bon galloping toward him. He hurriedly walked to his saviors so he wouldn’t frighten them.

“But what if it tries to take you? I don’t think I can fight off a human!” Bonbon complained at a whisper.

“You do know that I can hear you right?”

They both stopped and looked up to see Evan walking in their direction. The cream coted, pink, and purple maned pony gave a squeak and hid herself behind her teal companion. Lyra rolled her eyes at Bon bon.

“Sorry about my roommate. She reeds too many fictional human stories.”

“None taken Lyra. Can you tell me where the Diamond Dogs are?”

“How did you know my name? And where are you from?”

She shook and smiled with an inquisitiveness that could easily match Twilight. “I’m sorry Lyra but I’ll tell you everything you want later. My friends are captured because of me and I need to get them back”

Bon bon peeked her head out from behind Lyra. Her brow was raised and her head was tilted to the side unnecessarily so. Lyra on the other hand just frowned.

“Are you kidding me? I’ve waited all my life for this chance!”

Evan folded his arms across he chest and returned the frown. “I left to have a walk because I was being cooped up like some secret alien and hadn’t seen fresh air in weeks. As a result my friends looked for me and became captured by Diamond Dogs. I have much more important things to worry about other then your obsession over my species.”

While Lyra’s jaw dropped and brow furrowed, Bon bon grew an understanding smile. Evan hadn’t noticed but even a few window shutters and curtains were parting.

“You can’t do this! At least let me get a pic-“

“The Diamond Dogs are that way. Go past the corn field a ways and you’ll see some dirt mounds. That’s where they are.”

The interruption came from a smiling Bon bon, which left both Evan and Lyra slack jawed. When Evan recovered from mild shock of the pony that just seconds ago thought that he was going to take her friend, telling him what he wanted, he smiled and said, “um, thanks,” running in the direction she pointed.

10 Minutes later

Evan emerged from the cornfields to see the mounds of dirt the Diamond Dogs supposedly lived. It looked like a once grassy field that got taken over by large moles and gophers. He clenched his fists in anger that these DOGS could do such a despicable thing as enslave and torture a sentient being. The ideology was so passed old that he thought he would never see it in his lifetime. But here it seemed that slavery is an issue.

One he would correct.

Evan scanned the dirt mounds for an entrance to the warren of dogs. Just as he was about to give up and start digging for a tunnel, he saw the entrance being guarded by two bipedal creatures he assumed were diamond dogs. He placed his hood over his head and headed straight for it.

As the still fuming scientist got closer he noticed the size difference between the Diamond Dogs and himself. They stood almost a head higher then he and where also much broader. Evan thought of these things more as trolls that had gruesome doglike features. Jagged teeth jutted out of ones short snout accompanied by two beady eyes above them. The other could have passed for Anubis with the exception that his black fur encompassed his entire body. The two brandished large spears but traveling closer Evan noticed that they didn’t need them, as their sharpened claws would work as excellent natural weapons. He started being noticed when he was about 50 yards away but the two guards made no other moves other then one pointing him out to the other and slightly stiffening.

When Evan finally arrived at the entrance he made to walk in like he owned the place, but was halted by two spears.

“Well, I knew it wouldn’t be that easy.”

“What are you and what you do here.” the one with the short snout on his left said.

Without taking off his hood or looking at the Dog he said, “I am hear to get my friends.”

Both the Dogs laughed at his plea and the Anubis looking one growled “You leave now while still can, nothing here but ponies and Diamond Dogs. No place for you.”

“So you wont give up willingly?”

The one on the left chortled a little “…No.”

There was no time to see or anticipate what happened next. One second Evan stood normally between two Diamond Dogs. The next, his left arm was extended in a fist and only the Dog on his right remained. Left of the cave entrance a thud could be heard on a near by mound of dirt and stone.

Evan turned to look at the now growling Diamond Dog flipping his hood off to do so “that’s what I was hoping you’d say.”

(Mood Music)

The Diamond Dog’s sneer turned to fear at the smile the human wore. Out of fear it lashed out swinging it’s spear wildly at Evan. The tip broke off his face and Evan’s hand caught the splintered staff. The bewildered Diamond Dog was like putty in his hands as he yanked the wooden staff, causing the Diamond Dog to fall forward. Evan kneed him in the chest and the Diamond Dog fell over crumpled up and unconscious on the ground.

He kept the staff thinking it would keep him from putting to much power into his attacks and casually walked into the den of dogs. It wasn’t but a few moments later that he ran into a patrol of four of them. They brandished their spears and claws hoping to keep him from going further into the cavern.

“Where are they?” Evan said with more of a whisper.

“How you get in here? What are you?”

His mind had been getting worse and worse as images flashed across his mind of the different horrors his friends had to endure. Eventually he blotted out all other thoughts other then one simple and painful sentence over and over again. “Its all my fault.”

“WHARE ARE THEY!” he screamed. It seemed he was going mad with rage.

The Dogs charged him with weapons and natural weapons alike. Dr. Kelly charged in response with a war cry. The first to reach him jabbed its spear at his neck. Evan swatted it away with his right hand while his left hand fallowed through with a swipe at its legs with his makeshift staff. The dog yelped at the surprise trip and as it fell Evan supported the staff with his right hand and swiped up, causing his would be attacker to be hit mid fall and be sent flying into the ceiling of the cave.

All of this happened in a matter of a second and the group behind stopped the charge. This left an opening that Evan’s rage-rattled-mind couldn’t refuse. He charged the last three in his way and the first went down with two swipes from his staff. The next used its spear to try and impale the human’s mid section. Evan spun with the staff and knocked the spear away before in-stepping and striking the dog in the jaw. The last charged at Evan and raised its bared claw and struck true against the human’s face.

The Diamond Dog reveled in its victory. It turned to see its handy work and the deep cuts that where sure to be on the creature that assaulted his party, instead meting an unharmed human. It stared completely bewildered at Evan’s unblemished face. The Yellow-eyed human smiled at the Dog and gave it a swift kick, sending it flying into the wall unconscious.

Evan stared at the carnage and growled. None of this had quenched the sorrow that fueled his hatred for himself. These ponies had been nothing but inviting, caring, and hospitable. Why had he been so stupid? Why did the others look for him so vehemently? “It’s all your fault”

A stray tear ran down his check from the pain. He looked down the tunnel and continued his journey to find his friends. Hopefully they wouldn’t be far in the catacombs of this place. Otherwise they all would be lost and all this would be for nothing. He quickened his pace hoping that the images playing in his mind were just a falsehood, and if not, praying he’s not too late.

It seemed he walked for hours but only minuets passed as he took a left at a fork that sloped down further into the dark tunnel. As he rounded a corner there stood two Dogs guarding an archway.

They noticed him almost instantly and both brandished their spears saying, “Who go there!”

“Where are the ponies?” the whispered question was filled with sorrow.

“What? You search for lost bones?” the Diamond Dogs shifted and looked at each other shrugging.

Evan’s anger boiled at the ineptitude of the moronic Dogs. The second guard said, “We no have your bones go look some other place.”

“Where are the ponies?” he said through clenched teeth.

“Wait! You not one of us! Who are you!”

He realized that trying to talk to these Dogs was useless. He forsook his staff and with his strength, he pushed off the ground taking off like a bullet and tackled the Diamond Dog. Evan fell on top of it as they slammed into the ground, winding the freakish mutt and leaving a slight indent in the rough ground. With the continued momentum he did a front handspring landing on his feet and turned to face his opponents.

The one that remained standing moved swiftly, shortening the distance between them. Before Evan had a chance to react it swiped at his face again and again. Despite his anger he could feel the power the impacts had on his body. There was no doubt that if Evan hadn’t been angry, his head would most likely have come clean off. However, in his currant state this proved more an annoyance then a fear as the dog dodged his slower moving blows.

The one on the ground stood from his place and went to join his brother. They started beating on him much easier now as they traded blows between them. They hammered open palmed swipes at him until the Dogs swiped at his neck at the same time, one from the left and the other from the right. With their united grip they effortlessly lifted him off the ground. Evan started to choke from the pressure, their grins from his pain spread on their faces.

Evan’s mind worked overtime and realized that although the Dogs had a longer reach, it wasn’t longer then Evans body. He used the Dogs arms as leverage as he curled his lower body up then swiftly thrust a heel into each diamond dog’s snout. Mirroring each other they grasped their face in pain releasing Evan from their grasp. He quickly got up from the ground he fell to and grabbed each by the neck. They held a look of surprise as Evan slammed their heads together, causing both to fall to the ground unconscious.

He breathed heavily as he leaned up against the wall and slunk to the floor. He started to sink into a depression as he sat with little hope. How will he ever find his friends? Have these worthless dogs tortured them yet?

“It’s all your fault”

He closed his eyes and clenched his teeth at the hard truth again. He looked at the two slumbering dogs in anger and wanted to wake them to beat them again. As he rose a glint from the waist of one of the dogs caught his eye. It was a key ring with a multitude of keys.

He bent over and picked up the keys to inspect them. Evan’s brow furrowed “why would they have keys… unless.”

He looked down the corridor and noticed an archway he had stupidly ignored. He moved to the opening praying that his search was at an end… and if it was, that his friends would forgive him.

His prayers were answered as he rounded the corner to see a large number of cages, each holding a pony. Evan scanned the room and found a familiar lavender unicorn covering her face in her hooves. In relief Evan sighed blurting out, “I found you.” She jolted up and looked Evan in the eyes. He couldn’t help but smile at her shocked look and said what was sure to be on the minds of everything in the room.

“Let’s go home.”

Author's Note

Ok so now we are somewhat up to date from when I first posted this. I have a few more chapters on the way so don't worry. see you next week!

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Escape is Magic

Twilight stared on in disbelief that her new human friend Evan was standing in the doorway coming to her rescue. Her eyes welled up and she stared at her savor. He walked over to the cage and started fumbling with the keys to unlock her cage. All the other ponies looked on with a mixture of shock and worry. After what seemed like an eternity there was a satisfying click and the cage opened. The human knelt down looking at the floor.

“Twilight… I’m sorry. I didn’t mean for this to happen… I hope you can forgive me.”

Evan moved to get up but felt something pull his hand. He saw that two hooves held his hand and as he followed them he met Twilights misting eyes and gentle smile.

“How could I be mad at you? You came and found us.”

“but I-I-I thought-“ Evan stammered barely able to control his drooping mouth before he was interrupted.

“This is touchin’ realy but do ya mind gitn’ us loose so we can vamoose?” he turned to see Applejack in a cage as well.

Evan nodded “Yah, we can talk about this later.”

“Excuse me, but can’t you all see that that is a HUMAN?” came a random pony with a yellow coat and orange hair. Her cutie mark was a carrot.

“We know him. He’s cool Carrot Top” Rainbow said in the far end of the cave.

“Rainbow? You too?” Evan was extremely surprised to see the Pegasus. She had been rather nasty to him ever since he got here and assumed she wouldn’t have joined in the search party. She gave him a glare and was going to retort with some snide comment before she was cut off.

“We’re all here darling.” He spotted the white unicorn and then scanned the room to find Fluttershy and Pinkie pie in the multitude of ponies.

“… Well that makes me feel worse.” Evan said with a resolved sigh.

“Applejacks right though Evan, we need to get out of here first. Then we’ll talk.” Twilight said in her usual studious way.

Evan nodded and started to open the rest of the cages. He fumbled with them more trying to find the right one as the keys continued to fail. The most recent attempt caused him to growl in annoyance when he felt a nudge on his leg. He looked down with a large degree of irritation to find Twilight looking up at him with an amused smile. “What?” the frustrated human spat.

“If you could take off this horn shackle, I can help,” She stated, her smile never leaving her face.

Evan sheepishly looked down as the back of his head had a sudden itch and felt his cheeks get hot. Twilight giggled at his expense before he looked at her horn for some kind of keyhole. As he found none he examined it a second time this time exploring with his fingers. As he explored his finger grazed her horn sending a tingle up his arm before she jerked her head back.

“What are you doing!” she snapped as she backed away from Evan scrunching her face in confusion and disgust.

“I couldn’t find a key hole!” he retorted a bit of irked for her having foiled his search attempt and confused at her reaction to touching her horn.

“Use the key stone!” she said, her face afire.

Fortunately Evan didn’t notice and fumbled with the keys. “What the hell is a key stone?”

“The clear one!” she said still flustered.

Evan held up a crystal attached to a chain on the ring of keys. “This thing? I thought it was an ordainment.” He said mater of factly.

“That’s it. Now tap it against the shackle gently.” Twilight’s face was no longer lavender but maroon.

The human griped the keystone and lightly taped the weird shackle that looked more like a ring around the unicorn’s horn. The shackle safely fell and Twilight’s horn immediately glowed grabbing the key ring in it’s hue. All the ponies cages and shackles glowed as well falling to the ground or opening of there own accord.

“Lets go before something else happens.” She said turning and heading to the archway.

All the other ponies gave him a bit of a wide birth as they headed for the exit except for four others he knew. But they all gave him a mixture of stares before Applejack walked up to him. “What was that all about?” he said scratching his head looking in Twilight’s direction before she exited the archway.

“Shugercube, didn’t ya read anethin on pony biology?”

Evan groaned before turning to the pony “there would be nothing I want more, but I don’t know how many times I have to tell you all that I cant read your chicken scratch.” Evan had tried to learn with Twilight’s help but he just couldn’t get the hang of the language for some reason. It really bothered him as to what it was that made him so incapable. His only solution to the conundrum was to blame it on his bad language grades. The scientist turned to look at the archway and sighed “and she won’t tell me anything because it makes her uncomfortable.”

Applejack blushed looking anywhere but at him and since Evan was not focusing on a protrusion on her head he could tell what her actions where saying.

“Oh god please no,” he said wide eyed. “Did I just-“

“Eeupe”

“and a unicorn’s horn is-”

“Eeupe”

Evan buried his face in his hands in embarrassment. “What god out there hates me so?”

(*Sneeze)

They headed for the archway and met the whole pony procession, which filled the hallway for a ways. How he was going to get all these ponies out of this hole in the ground while still keeping his secret was beyond him. Then the idea came.

“Hay twilight, do you think that you can cast an invisibility spell on all of them?”

None had really paid any attention to him and where staring at something that was blocked from his view. Which by height standers is pretty impressive. His curiosity peeked and as he weaved through ponies that gave him a wide birth when they noticed and finally saw what everypony was staring at. It was the two unconscious Diamond Dogs that had previously guarded the once imprisoned ponies.

The only thing that he could think to say was an, “Oh yah, that.”

There was only one pony that turned her head like a whip at that comment. The wide purple Eyes of the previously unintentionally violated unicorn said “How did you do this?” the awe was plane on her face.

Evan shifted a bit and looking anywhere but her eyes. When nothing came that was a suitable excuse he gave up on trying. Squaring his shoulders and giving a hard stare he said, “look, I’ll explain when we get home OK? But first we need to focus on getting out of here so we can have a conversation about it. Deal?”

Twilight’s eyes furrowed at his answer that was clearly dodging her question. Regardless she gave a begrudging, “fine.”

Good now all I need to do is come up with a good excuse before we get home… this is going to be a challenge, He thought before moving on. “So do you think you could make all these ponies invisible?”

The purple unicorn’s face changed from scornful to thoughtful before she turned to the pony procession. She turned back with a worried look. “I don’t think so. I might be able to do it but it would cause a huge strain on me, making me useless in a fight.”

The human sighed as he closed his eyes I’m not sure how well this plan was thought through, he thought as he tried coming up with a solution. Then he looked amongst the throng and noticed all the unicorns, causing his brain to try and salvage his failed plan. “Do you think you can teach the spell to all the unicorns so that it’s less of a burden?”

“It’s a complicated spell. I don’t think that many of them could learn it in only a few minutes.” She said as her concern spread amongst the crowd causing unease in the group.

Evan sighed and hoped that things wouldn’t come to anything further as he formulated a different plan. He looked up from his musing making his decision and put on a stern face for the whole crowd.

“OK I guess we’ll just have to wing it. But you do what I say when I say. If I tell you to run, you run. If I tell you to hide, you hide.” He looked at the purple unicorn with a stare that said nothing but smoldering sternness. “If I tell you to run and leave me behind you must do it.” Twilight audibly gulped as Evan returned to the rest of the group. “Is that understood!”

The ponies in the hallway of stone answered as one. “Yes master!” It was an enthusiastic response but still caused the human to facepalm.

He groaned before he said, “Lets just go,” and pivoted to walk down the tunnel he once came never removing his hand from his face as the march started.

The hoof steppes of the ponies where rather soft as Evan guided them through the cave. They didn’t make the clopping sound that the hooves usually make when striking a stone floor and it was rather muffled movement. So much so that he could barley notice that they where behind him when looking around a corner and would get slightly startled as he turned around to a lot more ponies then the noise suggested. Due to this they had made great progress getting back to the entrance. Evan pondered about this many times until he came to a the conclusion that he would need to conduct some tests on Twilight when they get back. It would be fair play for that test on how flexible his fingers had been. His fingers still felt a little sore.

“Evan!” the scientist was cut off from his vengeful thoughts by the hushed yelling from the purple unicorn.

“What,” came the muted reply.

“I said how much longer until were out of here?”

“It’s just a little farther, don’t get your panties in a twist.”

“What are panties?”

The human shushed the pony’s ignored question as he felt he heard something down the hall. The unmounted cavalcade stopped turning there heads and ears behind them. With complete silence from the ponies the sound of rushed shuffling barks and grunts where much more discernable as it got louder. The ponies all wiped their heads back to the scientist with Irises barley seen due to their size. Evan looked to the ponies with fear as what was happening settled in. His fear pushed him to do what he planed if they got this close to the exit and got caught.

“Alright, we are close enough to the entrance that you should make it out. I’ll distract them so you can get a head start and get to Ponyvill.”

“What about you?” Evan looked down at the yellow pegasus, her sea foam eyes glistened from concern.

Evan knelt down to her and smiled “Don’t worry about me. I can take care of myself. I just need to make sure you all are safe. Then I’ll come and find you.”

“O-Ok. If you think that’s best”

“Now all of you get out of here now!” Evan pointed in the direction of the exit and the ponies where happy to oblige as they stampeded past.

All but one, “Twilight, what are you doing, get out of here!” Evan’s frustration peaked. He knew that his fear for his friend would not help in the least for what he had planed.

“There is no way I am leaving you behind!”

“Twilight, I have a plan and your totally ruining it right now.”

“what?”

“Look, if I’m not back within a few hours you can charge in guns blazing, but for now I need you to look after the others and keep them safe. Can you do that?”

Twilight looked torn as she looked down the direction the ponies went then to the much louder noises coming from the opposite direction. She came full circle looking Evan in the eye with concern for a few seconds before saying, “Two hours.”

Evan nodded. As he walked toward the clatter he could hear the clopping of catering hooves running in the opposite direction. Good. Step one went off without too much trouble. Now for step two. The yellow eyed man stood and waited for the Diamond Dogs to arrive and start part two. His wait was not too arduous as the dogs arrived almost just as quickly as the ponies left. They skidded to a stop in front of the white haired scientist most giving confused looks others growling with spears in hand.

Evan stood with his hands folded neatly behind his back giving a mock annoyed look at the deformed dogs. They stood at a stand still for a few seconds before the human spoke up.

“I am Evan Kelly the human. The ponies that where here belonged to me before they where stolen and taken here. Take me to your leader!”

Twilight cantered as fast as she could away from her friend. Her hooves made an empty sound as it echoed along the walls of the cave. Tears started to fall at what she had just let happen. She was completely torn as to what she should have done. How could she have left her friend like that? He may have his reasons but you should never leave your friends when they are in trouble. Her concern escalated and anxiety set in as she failed to understand the “plan” that her bipedal friend might have had.

Evan did have a point though; she had other friends that might need her and she hated the idea of them being in that Celestia cursed place. But the human was her friend too. Why couldn’t they all find a way to escape together? Her face wrinkled in a sneer for the human. He would pay for this self-endangering plan of his. Not to mention some big time explaining to do when they got home about how he was able to knock out not one, but two diamond dogs out which are able to crush stone the palm of their paw. The only explanation is that he used magic but that’s not likely because he says that he cant and keeps on insisting that the idea of magic is Neolithic nonsense, whatever that means.

A blinding light caused her to shut her eyes instinctively, cutting off her mental struggle. She squinted trying to allow her eyes to adjust to the new light filled aria. After some heavy eye rubbing she eventually gave up and used a spell to help focus her eyes to notice she was now outside the cave. With a quick glance skyward Celestia’s sun was telling her that it was late afternoon. It felt like an entire day in that cave but for all she could tell it could have been longer or shorter. The other ponies were scattered all over the place. Some of them had the same problem she had taking longer to adjust to the light while most of the others that were starting to recover left for Ponyvill. Her friends seemed to be helping the less fortunate ponies before noticing her and coming to her aid.

Rainbow Dash was the fastest to get to her “Oh my gosh Twilight, I thought we lost you back there! I must have looked for you like five times!”

Pinkie pie was next popping up behind her tail somehow “See Rainbow, I knew she was right behind us. The pinkie sense never lies.”

“Is everyone ok?” Twilight replied in rushed breath because she knew that there was one of her friends that were likely not to be ok.

“We’re alright Twi’. Where’s Evan? I thought he would be with you.” The farm pony looked past expecting the biped to come into view.

Twilight growled at the mention of the human’s name. “He made me leave him. I’m going back in to make sure he’s safe. Everypony stay here and make sure that everypony else makes it home safe.”

“What? You want to go back in there? After we just got out?” the cyan pegasus replied with a baffled cry.

“That’s just it rainbow. Evan is STILL in there and he might still need my help.”

“Well what are we waitn’ for? Lets get back in there.” Applejack replied eagerly.

“No. Evan did make a good point that somepony needs to stay here and make sure that ponies are taken home safely.”

“We can take care of that darling. You make sure that our dear human is not being harmed by those roughens.”

All her friends smiled at her being completely supportive of her decision. Her eyes started to tear up at how wonderful her friends where. “Thanks girls,” and with that said she turned and headed back down the hole to try and save her human friend.

With improved vigor she pushed against the dirt floor making speed for her friend. Her clopping hooves resounded and echoed with feeling and purpose as she made her way to where Evan was most likely being pummeled to a pulp by diamond dogs. The image that flashed through her mind made her sick to her stomach from both its gruesomeness and the feeling of guilt that accompanied it. She hoped she would arrive before those images could come to fruition.

After a moment she noticed that her hooves were not the only sound as she rushed through the tunnel. There was a distinct flapping sound coming from above her and as she lifted her head to investigate she saw Rainbow Dash above her.

“Rainbow? What are you doing here?”

The cyan pegasus scoffed “you think that I would let you go back in here alone? Besides, that monkey got us out of a bad scrape. How could I not go back for him after that?”

The purple unicorn smiled at her friend. Ever the element of loyalty Rainbow, she thought before she said, “Thanks for the help Rainbow.”

“Don’t mention it. Now lets rescue that hairless freak before I regret it.” Twilight shook her head with a smile still plastered on her face.

They made good time as they approached the spot where Twilight had left Evan. But something was off. Not a sole was there. As they reached their destination Rainbow and Twilight looked back and forth with confusion covering every inch of their faces.

“Where did they go?” the spectrum maned mare scratched the back of her head with a hoof.

Twilight inspected the ground a little closer and noticed the human’s footprints in the dirt. “It looks like he went that way but its odd.”

“What?”

“There’s no sign of a struggle. Its like he wanted to be taken and went willingly. But the other odd thing is that we should have seen hordes of diamond dogs by now trying to get the other ponies. This doesn’t make any sense.”

“Well if he went that way lets go before he does something stupid.”

Twilight nodded and followed her friend’s advice as they cantered in the direction Evan’s footsteps lead. There where so many twists and turns through the disorganized tunnels that Twilight didn’t know if they would be able to retrace their steps back. How the diamond dogs were able to traverse this maze of tunnels without getting hopelessly lost was beyond her.

When they passed a crossroads of yet another tunnel she froze in her tracks. There standing in the tunnel to her right where six Diamond Dogs with spears in hand giving her and Rainbow the same shocked looks they wore. After a few seconds of staring they bolted down the corridor causing Twilight and Rainbow to pick the left tunnel at random to flea from their pursuers.

As they galloped trying to reach Evan both their ears splayed back from an extremely high pitched whistle from behind them. The human tracks where starting to look fresh and Twilight got excited from how this was turning out. All they needed to do was get close enough to Evan so she could cast a teleportation spell to teleport them to the surface and this nightmare would be a distant memory.

When they rounded the next corner her hopes where dashed to pieces as an army of diamond dogs where charging down in their direction she turned back to be greeted with the same troop that had followed them with more barreling down behind them. There was no other escape and Twilight looked at her cyan friend to see the same worried expression. They prepared themselves for a fight as they hardened their nerves and, as if planed, they charged the diamond dogs that blocked their way to Evan.

Right as they where about to collide with the likewise charging diamond dogs twilights horn glowed bright and then a large flash filled the tunnel blinding the diamond dogs from an almost instantaneous second flash from which emerged Twilight and Rainbow from beyond the charging diamond dogs.

As they rounded the corner, the cyan one whooped, “nice one Twilight!”

“Were not out of the woods just yet. Come on.” As they hurried down the corridor the purple one came to a realization “Oh no! I lost the trail.”

“What! Cant you just find a trail with a spell or something?”

“No. but I do have a spell that can tell me which way is north. We can try and head in the direction that we where going and hopefully we can make it.” The unicorn’s horn glowed for a couple seconds then died as the spell was cast.

They continued to gallop in the direction that Evan was or so they hoped. The commotion coming behind rushed them on faster as the diamond dogs didn’t seem to be blinded for long. They came to a fork in the tunnel and the orienteering unicorn turned left. When they reached the end of the hallway and turned the corner they found a dead end.

“Oh no!” Cried the purple one.

As Twilight turned to head back a diamond dog pounced out of the wall ramming into her. The blurry world spun and sounds became like rushing water as Twilight lost all understanding to what was happening. When her vision cleared she could see Rainbow struggling with a few diamond dogs trying to pin her wings to keep her from flying while others rubbed their noses from what Twilight assumed was a recent impact. She tried to stand but found that something was pinning her. When she looked to see what it was that was impairing her movements she saw another diamond dog was holding her to the ground keeping her from moving. It was then that Twilight’s mind came back to her remembering what it was that had happened. She glowered at the diamond dog making it gave a worried expression.

Her horn started to glow as she closed her eyes for the next spell. She hated using attack spells because they brought feelings that were not natural for her. But in this case she needed to get to Evan and she felt there was no other choice. As the spell was about to be fired the magic she had gathered escaped like the air out of a balloon that had not been tied off yet. She opened her eyes and saw a smirking diamond dog holding a Keystone. Further behind Rainbow was now pinned struggling against the wing bindings that where being placed on her.

Twilight tried summoning magic again for a spell but it slipped away from her like trying to pick up a greased ball. The golden retriever looking diamond dog holding the Keystone smirked at her.

“Bring ponies to Alpha king"

Author's Note

HOLY CRAP I AM SUCH A BAD PERSON! I HATE when this kinda crap happens. well sorry for not putting an update up for two F-ING MONTHS. Wow, the last two months have been busy but I quit my second job so hopefully I can have more time to work on this and my other hobbies rather then working over 50 hours a week. ugg... hope you enjoyed the chapter! ^_^

Plans Are Not Magic

Evan walked with the diamond dogs to their leader whoever or whatever that may be. He was a bit nerves but kept it hidden well under the glare he sent to any diamond dog looking his way. Luckily the dogs hadn’t pursued his friends. After he told them that they were his and he would take action to those that followed, they took his threat as it was and didn’t continue their pursuit. He guessed that they might have been a more honor bound society and they wouldn’t chase his friends because they were “his”. That or stories had spread about how badly he had beaten them already. He figured it was the later.

The walk was long and full of awkward silence that the human begged would soon end. Thankfully his prayers where answered as they finally came to stop in front of a large door imbedded into the rock. The door was made of stone from what Evan could tell from the torches and it was actually carved from stone. There where crude scribbles of artwork looking more like caveman drawings but they had their own kind of charm that made the door look somewhat nice. There were two diamond dogs guarding the door with no expressions other then the distant stare their well-trained eyes gave.

The leader of the diamond dogs with him that looked more like a golden retriever walked up to the guards, “We have got human and it want to talk to king Alpha. Open door.” The two guards did as they where told.

Evan noticed that the door was carved out of the wall itself rather then being carved separately and silently continued to marvel at the ingenuity of the whole thing. It opened inward showing him what lay beyond.

Inside was a large room that extended out ahead. To his left was a throne where sat a rather smug looking diamond dog with more guards to its sides. The seat looked to be carved from a stalagmite that was naturally made in this cavern of a room. And as he looked to his right he found how true that statement really was. He saw a cliff edge that opened up to an even larger cavern. In fact it could be thought that they where only on a precipice of the enormous cavern that spread out to his right.

Some chuckling caught Evan’s attention as he returned to his sights to the cave throne. “So, you come to surrender do you? I thought that you might human.” The Alpha King kept its smug look at Evan. He resembled the look of a small beagle that made the human struggle to suppress a smile due to its cuteness.

Evan gave a disappointed sigh “No. I came to make sure that there would be no more stealing of my ponies.”

The diamond dogs smile grew to a scowl “I see. You don’t understand then the position your in. I suppose my name hasn’t made it to the surface yet to get known.” Its smile grew on his face once more.

“I am the Alpha King. I have conquered all of the lower caves.” The beagle said smugly.

“And what would you want with me and my ponies? I am sure you have heard that I am very capable of taking care of myself.”

The king narrowed his eyes at the human “I have heard of your great strength in knocking unconscious many of my warriors, but we need your ponies for mining ore and precious stones for our weapons and armor.”

All of the dog’s ears perked up in the room as if they heard something that Evan’s human ears weren’t able enough to hear.

“General, take care of that.”

The golden retriever bowed and left out the door with his solders. Evan’s stomach dropped and turned as he thought of what it was that caused a such a commotion “no. It can’t be them. I told twilight two hours and it hasn’t been a half hour yet.” He pushed the thoughts aside as the Alpha King continued his thought.

“You see my little human, I plan on taking over the surface world as my own. Once my horde has been sufficiently been armored and trained, then we will invade.”

Evan visibly twitched at this news he didn’t expect that a whole hoard of these things were going to invade on the open world of ponies and knew that if that did happen that they would be in for one nasty war. “Well I am from the surface. How do you think I feel of this plan and why would you tell me of it? Haven’t stories of my people reached your ears as it has the ponies?”

The diamond dog then looked confused as he said, “we do not believe in Celetias lies at all. I thought that you would be sympathetic to our cause. But I suppose that does not matter.” His grin returned once again. “I am giving you a chance human. You can serve under me and help train my people and lead the invasion against the equines, or you can remain here locked up like the ponies that you ‘own’. You can not hope to fight all of us and I am sure you could never make it back to the surface without our help.”

The scientist had enough of this and decided that he would use his trump card. With all the information given him he might be able to stop this invasion before it got started if it was given to the right hands… or hooves.

The product of science expanded his mind and focused on the Alpha King. He went through the beagle’s mind and took over his motor functions. Evan had learned this little trick while practicing with Dr. Cooper before his fallout. The downside of it is that it took all of his concentration to keep it up. If only Evan could see the doctor’s face again without being overwhelmed with rage Evan would have slit the Dr. Cooper’s throat with the previous mentors own hands long ago.

“Do you think that strength is all I possess in my arsenal?”

“Who is that? Why can’t I move?”

“Why its me, the human. I am going to walk out of here now if you don’t mind.”

“My guards would never let you do that.”

“Guards, allow the human to think on my offer.” The guards looked at each other in confusion at the unexpected statement from their king then shrugged and opened the doors to the chamber as asked.

“Oh I think they might. Next time you wish to force something on someone, make sure you know who your dealing with.”

The scientist felt smug at his victory as he walked toward the door to his freedom. He would be able to keep his control on the king until he got at least halfway to the entrance to which he could just fly his way out.

That was the plan anyway until two familiar minds joined his, which filled him with fear causing the effects of his telepathy to stop working. His mind returned to himself and the king was free again.

“Stop him!”

The guards did as they were told and stopped Evan from progressing any further gripping his arms with deadly force as Evan struggled against the brutes. The humans mind raced as he struggled.

“What are they doing here!? I told Twilight to get out of here!”

His arms felt like they were being crushed under the grip of the diamond dog guards, as he was drug back to be at an audience to the Alpha King. But this time, as a prisoner rather then a guest. He strained at the grip of the guards but it was no use. He felt no anger for what was about to happen, only fear.

The Alpha King wore a sneer that only Big Macintosh could beat. The human’s heart was beating faster by the minute.

“How did you do it?” The king kept his unwavering glare on the scientist as he asked the question.

Evan tried to do what he thought was a sad futile effort but was, as he saw it, his only option. -“Do what?”- Play dumb.

“You know perfectly well what! Now answer the question or I’ll sentence you to the stick of thunder!”

“What the hell is the stick of thunder?” Evan had no time to probe further to find out as the golden-retriever-general entered with his retinue and two ponies to which Evan visibly winced at the sight of.

The ponies where tied up in chains once again only this time muzzled and kept from speaking. Evan could deal with being in danger himself but when his friends where involved he never could keep his cool. This is why he couldn’t help but show sorrow for the pony friends. Sorrow that the Alpha King noticed.

“Ah, so these ponies mean something to you?” The king calmed to a cold menacing smile. “Very well. Tell me, or your ponies drop to their deaths.”

With a nod from his general the retinue of warriors herded Twilight and Rainbow Dash to the cliff edge. Their eyes grew wide with pleading at Evan.

“Please, no! It won’t benefit you! I have always been able to do it!” He lied.

The Alpha King looked at him with a cold smile. “I see you aren’t getting the message.” He gave a nod to one of his warriors.

The world seemed to slow down at that vary instant for Evan. He turned and watched as the warrior’s spear was slowly brought up high for terrible purpose.

“What can I do? I could fly in and save them but how would we get out and how would I explain that to them?”

“Use strength to save them?”

“And how would I keep them safe at the same time? Also no anger just fear!”

“Try and calm down and control the King again?”

The spear started its swing downward against Twilight making her only options being skewered or falling off the edge of the cliff. Her eyes looked to Evan for help. Fear palpable from her visage as her doom whistled toward her.

“No time to think. Time to act!”

The scientist driven by fear pushed off of the ground and flew with great speed shattering his arms that were in the grip of the guard dogs. He slammed into the one who’s spear threatened Twilight’s life, hearing another painful snap as the diamond dog collided against his collarbone. It flew over the edge with a yipping that sounded downright sad as it plummeted to its death at the bottom of the great chasm. Evan smiled at his friend he hovered above and saw a shock in her eyes as tears started to form.

Evan would have thought nothing of what she was expressing but something was off. Yes she should have been surprised to see him literally fly to her rescue. Yes she should be crying happy tears to see him due to her traumatic experience but it wasn’t her features that struck him as odd. Its was where they where directed at. He followed her gaze, which was directed at his chest. And there plane as day protruded a bloody spear from his ribcage piercing a lung by the look of it.

“Well this didn’t go according to plan” where his last thoughts before his mind faded into darkness.

Author's Note

Sorry on the short chapter but I ran out of things to really make the chapter longer without making a huge pointless and cliche monologue or continuing the story past the cliff hanger. and this was too good a cliff hanger to pass up. I'm sorry that it takes a while for me to spew these out but I do edit them multiple times trying to get the story straight, make sure it doesn't clash with the future, and make sure it is 100% believable. However, my grammar is s*%^ so you'll have to excuse that or comment/e-mail me about it.

The Will to Live is Magic

Twilight looked in utter shock at the skewered and bloodied Evan hovering above her. Her friend was smiling at her from what she didn’t know nor did she care because of the shock and now fear. His smile was soon broken as his eyes followed hers to the spear that protruded from his chest. The look of shock was apparent on his face before his eyes glazed over and his body went limp, dangling on the skewering spike that was held by a shocked diamond dog.

Twilight let out a muffled scream for her friend as she squirmed in her confinements. She cursed the shackles and the diamond dogs that put them on her. Evan needed to get to a hospital before it was too late. But all she could do was squirm because of the cold heartedness of these dogs. She closed her eyes and sobbed as she could hear the struggles of Rainbow behind her. Why would they want to hurt her and Evan like this? Did they enjoy it? Where they happy with what they had done?

Her hatful musing was cut off by a yelp and thud from where Evan was. Twilight’s eyes snapped to the sound to see Evan and his murderer on the floor at the feet of the Alpha king. The king of dogs’ eyes narrowed at the diamond dog laying at his feat. His eye’s held a fire in them that brought fear and respect to all that would look into them.

“Why did you kill him?! He could have been useful to us!”

The diamond dogs only response was paralyzing fear. The king growled at the lack of response and in retaliation, grabbed the scruff on its neck lifting it up to eye level.

“Then you can die with him.”

The diamond dog king hurled the insubordinate solder off the edge of the cliff edge. As he flew the solder flailed while yipping then howled its last long howl as it fell through the abyss until a sickening crunch was heard at the bottom of the cliff. Twilight almost felt bad for the creature until she noticed the still bleeding Evan on the stone floor. She struggled desperately to use magic to teleport them out of the stone throne room and to the surface world but the horn shackles kept her from the elusive magic.

Then she noticed the cold chill that washed over her coming from the king’s eyes. He looked at her with disgust that made her cringe from his piercing gaze. It was as if all his problems where caused by her and he was trying with all his power to show that in that one look. Then the diamond dog king’s face changed from disgust to curiosity and moved closer to scrutinize her. She tensed at his searching gaze and she could only wonder what it was he was looking for in her. It seemed like he looked for hours before he snarled once again and turned to his troops.

“You sniveling, dirt minded, bat brained, worm infested clopholes! This is the student of princess Celestia!”

The golden retriever diamond dog stepped forward. “Sir, would it not be good to have student pony? We could use for ransom.”

The Beagle walked casually to the much taller general. He stated in his usual cold tone, “that is a good idea. Only one problem, WE ARE NOT STRONG ENOUGH TO FACE CELESTIA!”

(mood music)

The general audibly swallowed, “what do you want to do with them then?”

During this argument twilight had been moving slowly toward Evan. She might have made it if the conversation had been longer. The diamond dog king turned walking to where she was and stopped in front of her. He bent down to look her in the eye and the king gave her the largest expression of disgust that she had ever witnessed. However, as he looked she thought she saw a trickle of fear run off his visage. “She is one of the elements along with the other one. They are useless to us alive.”

His sneer turned to a wicked smile as he got back up, “We need to start over else ware. Prepare the troops, we are moving out.” He turned and started to leave.

“What of the ponies sir?”

He stopped mid-step and turned to grin at his peon. “I said they are useless to us alive,” his grin immediately wiped away as he returned to his exit.

Twilight didn’t know what was happening. Was this all a horrible nightmare that she will never wake up from? She turned to her friend bleeding out from a pierced lung on the floor as a stray tear fell from her eye. She felt the diamond dog wrap its paws around her midsection but she didn’t struggle. Was this truly the end for her and Rainbow? She looked to find her other friend being held by a different diamond dog. They now where brought next to the side of the cliff that Evan had kept her from falling off or being skewered like he was. Rainbow had tears streaming down her face as her eyes pleaded for an answer for their currant fate but there was none that could be seen. Then the feeling of weightlessness had overtaken her as the wind whistled passed her. She closed her eyes and thought of her life as time seemed to slow; how all the moments in her life had brought her to this moment. Spending time with her brother, becoming the princess’ student, raising spike, learning in the canterlot library, meeting her friends, becoming the element of magic, and finally meeting Evan. She had led a good life and she resigned herself to her fate as she waited for the inevitable impact.

…

…Am I dead yet? She thought. She noticed that the whistling wind had stopped and the only thing that could have caused that was the impact. She slowly opened her eyes to see the ground only a few feet below her. I must be dead, but where is my body? As she looked around and noticed that rainbow was next to her also hovering. This would not have been odd had she not had her restraints still on her.

“mmuuumph,” Twilight tried to speak but she quickly discovered that she also was still in her restraints. This was rectified however, as the restraints seemed to fall to pieces. The idea that she was dead was starting to surface again because no magic aura had surrounded the parts before falling apart. She was about to ask Rainbow what was happening but before she could ask the question they where jerked upwards by an unseen force. Again, there was no magic aura surrounding them suggesting that no magic was being cast. They sored upwards and reached the cliff edge again. Being placed gently on the ground they saw all the diamond dogs that had been in the room pulling on the doors trying to leave the room. This included the alpha king who was yelling at the others to get it open.

Then a diamond dog noticed her and rainbow. “The ponies keep us here!” it said pointing at them. They all turned to look at them before the alpha king yelled, “get them!” in fear and disorientation Twilight watched the oncoming diamond dogs charge her while rainbow took a defensive stance. When the solders where but a few feet away they where flung by an unseen force. Twilight looked for her savior and saw Evan starting to stand, his arms useless and hanging from his shoulders as he slowly rose from the earth. Then she noticed that it wasn’t by his libs that he was getting up, but by the same unseen force that lifted she and rainbow to the cliff edge only moments ago. It lifted him until he was hovering in the air upright along with a few stray rocks. As he lifted his head, she saw the blank emotion his face gave. As his eyes opened, glowing white light replaced the eyes that Twilight knew.

She and Rainbow where baffled at the display along with the dogs. The diamond dog king was the first to recover from the shock. “Kill it! Kill the human!” He yelled as he ran to a different door and exited the room. The warrior dogs responded by throwing their spears at Evan. Twilight could not watch her friend get skewered again. She chanted in her mind to gather the arcane powers to catch the missiles. She stopped as many as she could but there where to many for her to handle and she watched as a few stray spears hurtled toward the floating Evan. Fear gripped her as they flew but they stopped just short of hitting him by the unseen aura. Then they spun around to face the warriors and with an upward nod by Evan the spears where flying through the air again toward their owners. Each spear struck true, felling the warriors that tried to cause him harm.

Twilight watched in horror at the utter disregard for life. Evan had never been filled with more then empty threats and cheap jokes. Sometimes he had a temper but he was gentle even in his anger. This was cold and emotionless slaughter and she had no idea where it came from. It scared her that this might be a part of him. No, This is not the Evan I know.

The rest of the diamond dogs snarled and charged the human. His arms slowly lifted from his sides, a feat in its own right as they were bleeding from the deep gashes that went down them. The diamond dogs slowly rose from the ground with the human’s hands and screams of terror were made, as they seemed to disintegrate to dust, their spears clattering when striking the ground. Twilight turned to her friend in terror at what was going on and Rainbow returned her frightened look. Even was a monster greater then she had ever seen.

A door slammed open that made her head turn. She saw the diamond dog king come out of a room holding a strange looking tool. It looked like a pipe with holes in it and two grips with a third curved piece that fit between the two grips. The king yelled, “take this you accursed abomination!” and the loudest of noises Twilight had ever heard assaulted her ears, as fire seemed to flash from the metal pipe that the diamond dog held.

She closed her eyes and put her hooves over her ears while waiting for the noise to be over. When the thundering noise had passed she cautiously opened her eyes. The King of diamond dogs looked stunned and slowly started backing away. When Twilight followed his gaze she saw Evan floating in mid air with an outstretched palm and several floating… scraps of metal (or so she thought) floating not to far off.

From the first time since he had opened his eyes the scientist’s face had an expression. However, it was one the royal student never desired to see. Pure rage.

The human then screamed at the diamond dog king. The Beagle promptly dropped the strange pipe device and ran, fleeing as far away from the being he had angered as possible. Before he got to far though the man flew and pined him to the wall faster then Twilight could blink. The fierce hatred could be seen in the human’s eyes as the king was chocking for the life giving air that was potentially to be refused him.

She could stand this senseless violence no more. She needed to stop Evan from himself before he would do something he would regret. She moved toward Evan to stop him when a flash of blue stopped her. “What do you think you’re doing?! He’s not in his right mind!”

Twilight looked at her friend in pleading “Rainbow, he’s about to do something he might regret! I can’t let him do that!”

Rainbow pondered on Twilight’s words for a moment, but the king was getting paler by the moment and the student had no time to discuss it. The unicorn ran passed her friend, her cry of “Twilight wait!” falling on deaf ears.

As she reached Evan she hugged his leg with her forehooves pleading, “No don’t do this!”

A force pushed at her causing her to be flung back. She watched the world turn many times over before gravity and friction slowed her, causing many bruises in the process. “Twilight!” her friend called flying to her aid and landing beside her to help her up. She pushed herself up with Rainbows help before seeing Evan. To which she flopped to the floor again and started to cry.

All seemed hopeless from her perspective. Evans face held the same hate filled emotions. There was no reaching him while he was in this state and she feared she might never get her friend back. “Rainbow, what do we do? I can’t stop him.”

Rainbow looked on at the human trying to find a solution to the problem and noticed something that she hadn’t before. “Is he… Crying?”

Twilight lifted her head to see if Rainbow’s notion was true and sure enough a stray tear was running down his cheek. How could he cry with a hate filled face like that? She then thought of princess Luna and what her sadness had driven her to. She never understood then what kind of sadness you had to feel for it to turn to such hatred. But the way Evan looked right now made her feel even more for her friend, and also realize the road that he was walking down.

No! I will not let my friend be lost to hate! She lifted herself off the ground with great effort, a look of determination on her face.

“Twilight, no! Its no good!”

“Rainbow, Evan is hurting and only we can help. We need to help him. He’s our friend.”

Like a hoof to the face the cyan pegasus finally understood what twilight had moments ago. Rainbow smirked at the purple unicorn “Well why didn’t you say so. I’m willing to help a friend anytime.” The unicorn smiled back at her then together they ran at the human once more.

The force came back but Twilight was prepared for it and pushed back with her magic. The force got stronger the closer she and Rainbow got to Evan but they made steady progress. They watched as stone stalactites fell and where pushed away around them. When they finally reached Evan, he looked down with scowling contempt. Then as he gazed at his friends it all seemed to melt away. Both ponies sat at his feet with tears streaming down their face and his grip on the diamond dog king loosened. Evan’s look was no longer pained but showed curiosity. He dropped the now unconscious diamond dog king and both Twilight and Rainbow where lifted by the same force that had saved them before, bringing them to eye level with the monster Evan. Tears continued to flow from the ponies as the human’s face studied theirs with grate curiosity.

“Please Evan.” The human’s head whipped to Twilight’s voice. “Don’t loose who you are.” She reached out to wipe Evans tear stained check.

He grabbed it and pulled it back to study her hoof and seemed to study particularly the water staining it. He lifted his head to look at them both with a creased upward brow. One of Twilight’s tears slowly started to fall, instead of falling with the pull of gravity when it separated form her it instead floated to Evan’s palm as he scrutinized it with a sad frown. His head lifted to show a deep sorrow toward the two ponies. Repeating the unicorn’s actions he wiped her tears, but unlike her attempt all moisture had been wiped from the aria as if a tear had never fallen there. He repeated the act with Rainbow and they smiled at their friend. He smiled back in return as he caressed their dry cheeks. They where gently let down to the ground, then Twilight and Rainbow watched as Evan closed his eyes and his body fall limp. Before he could hit the cold ground, a purple aura enveloped them all. With a flash they were nowhere to be seen.

The cave was eerily quiet except for the rasping breaths of the once unconscious king. The entire cave seemed to be devoid of life except for those breaths that turned to sobs. The sobs of the last remaining member, in the cave that was home, to the diamond dog rebellion.

(End Mood Music)

Bright.

That’s all that Evan could register when coming back from… He didn’t know. He knew he was in a bright place but

Wait, who am I again.

It was like coming out of a dream. Slowly he started sensing two parts of him that spread underneath him and a third much larger part that split in two farther down.

Oh yah, I have those. Arms and legs?

Then the memories started coming back. He remembered his life right up to the point before falling unconscious.

Why had I fallen unconscious? He thought about it for a moment before he remembered what he had been doing.

“TWILIGHT!” his eyes flew open as he shot up from his resting place and was rewarded with searing pain that struck all his body.

“AH!” he fell back closing his eyes on instinct and landing on a much softer surface then he expected for being on a stone floor he remembered he was on. Then he heard an unfamiliar voice that spoke in a soothing tone. “Calm down you need your rest.”

“Where am I?” he asked with gritted teeth due to the relentless waves of pain he had caused himself.

“You’re in ponyvill hospital. You were vary lucky.”

Not with my experience, He thought.

He opened his eyes to be greeted with searing light again. He cursed the offending photons and waited as his eyes adjusted to the light. When they did he inwordly sighed. He was laying on two beds that where pushed together to accommodate his size and he saw a white pony with a red cross on her hind end and a light pink mane and tail tending to him. Luna is going to have my skin rug decorate her floor, He thought to himself as he watched the pony finishing her changing of the sheets. It was odd. Unlike the other experiences when meeting another species, this pony seemed calm and collected around him when all the others (at least in the beginning) where always wary. As she was watering the flowers questions ran through his mind until he settled on only a few to ask so as not to bore the poor thing.

“May I ask a question?” The human asked with a tilted head.

“Of course, what did you need?” she leaned closer to the man and smiled.

“Actually a few questions. One, where is Twilight? Two, do you know what I am? And thirdly, who are you?” he asked warily, afraid of the answers she might give.

She giggled before answering, “Twilight is downstairs getting something to eat, you are a human according to what Twilight and Rainbow told me when they brought you in a week ago, and my name is Nurse Redheart.”

Evan nodded his head, “well it’s nice to meet you Nur-I WAS ASLEEP FOR A WEEK!?”

Redheart flinched from the sudden outburst and her ears flattened to the back of her head. “Maybe I should get Twilight to explain what happened.” She turned and rushed out the door before Evan could respond.

Evan facepalmed. “Great first impression dumb ass… Would that even be a double insult here? Or is it just racist?”

Before the scientist could try and answer his own questions on the possible racial slurs of equines, a blue blur flew in gently tackling him in his bed, not enough to push him off the bed but enough to cause a sharp seething pain to spread across his whole bodies nervous system. His face froze and his vision blacked out from the pain. When his vision returned he looked down to see what his body’s bane was. He was greeted with the visage of Rainbow Dash smiling and nuzzling his chest with her eyes closed.

I am so mad at you right now… I’M MAD DAMN IT!... CONFOUND THESE DAMN PONIES I CANT STAY MAD AT THEM!!!

Evan smiled at the blue pony and decided to wait for a moment, to enact his revenge. When Twilight came through the door he coughed, “not now Rainbow Twilight’s here. You’re going to have to wait till later.”

The light blue pegasus’ coat turned red and she leapt of the man before further scaring could be made. Twilight on the other hand ran over ignoring his comment and moving in to hug him… She did and as the injured patient watched it appeared as if it was happening in slow motion and there was nothing he could do to stop it.

“Twilight-ow please stop-ow ow ow OW!”

Twilight leapt off him quickly blushing as well, “Oh, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to, I’m just so happy to see you awake and well-“

“Twilight, it’s ok. You didn’t hug me nearly as hard as Rainbow” he looked to the pegasus to revel in her shame. She ducked under the foot of the bed in a futile effort to be invisible. The human smiled at his accomplishment and decided to have a heart and drop it. Chuckling in pain he turned to Twilight “Ok girls, do you mind filling me in on what happened?”

Rainbow removed herself from her invisible shielding to raise a brow at him and Twilight tilted her head. “We brought you here after all that happened. What else?”

Evan’s brows furrowed, “but how? You and Rainbow where tied up and diamond dogs surrounded you before I blacked out.”

“You don’t remember?” Rainbow Dash had completely exposed herself and stood at the foot of the bed.

“Should I?” Evan said lifting his left arm, as his right would have caused pain.

Using her magic twilight closed the door to allow more privacy. When the room was secure she looked to her friend. “You saved us Evan.”

“How?”

Twilight then gave a complete recap of what happened between his falling unconscious, to the point of getting to the hospital. To say he thought she was in a pipe dream was an understatement. A diamond dog with an M4 by twilight’s description and Evan basically being ascended into god status was a very large pill to swallow. Sure Aldaphedrapsychomean XIII had done a number on him, but making things disintegrate? That seemed just illogical. That and the idea on having such power was frightening to him. It was more logical that he manipulated their minds to see what they did in his unconsciousness.

As Evan thought of different possibilities a frightening one struck him and he looked to the door and opened his mental awareness to make sure the question would go unsnooped. When he was satisfied he looked to the mares. “Who have you told?”

Twilight sighed as she said, “no pony. You kept it a rather good secret and I assumed that you did for a reason. Princess Luna does know you’re here though and wants to know when you wake up. But if you expect me to keep this secret you need to fess up mister. Can all humans fly like you?”

Evan sighed as he said “No. Thanks for keeping this a secret both of you.” He gave another heavy sigh before continuing. “If you want to know how I was able to do that then I need to tell you how it all started. And what it cost me.”

Author's Note

Wo ho! I can finally post the back story.

not today though.

didn't think it would be that easy did ya?

Science is Magic pt. 1

Over Three Weeks Ago

Twilight Sparkle was busy reading in the library, as she was want to do in the early morning. It was a beautiful bright summer day, perfect for the picnic they had planned. Spike was busy in the kitchen with all the cooking. Twilight had offered to help but Spike refused saying that she should do what she really wanted which was studying. But they both knew the real reason. Twilight was a terrible cook.

Spike walked in wearing his pink apron. “You ready for the picnic Twilight?”

“I sure am Spike. I packed all the books we might need and even prepared a few conversation starters.” Spike rolled his eyes, which Twilight ignored. “Is the food all ready?”

“Just letting the muffins cool. It's no surprise that we were assigned with muffins considering both Applejack and Pinkie’s mess up.”

“Spike you know that was an accident and you even enjoyed them, which is so gross.”

“Yeah well we all have our guilty pleasures.”

Twilight blushed, as she knew what Spike was referring to and quickly changed the subject. “Well when will they be cooled off?”

“Oh... Maybe four to five minutes.”

“Good. Maybe we can get a few things done before the picnic this afternoon.”

Right after she finished speaking she heard a large clapping of what sounded like thunder. She and Spike ran outside, fearing that off in the distance would be a rain cloud in the Everfree that would ruin the picnic, but even the Everfree was free of clouds. Just then, a large gust of wind whipped and wailed passed Twilight and Spike almost blowing them off their feet and hooves. Then calmed just as quickly as it came.

“What was that?!” Exclaimed Spike in confusion.

“I don’t know Spike but whatever it was I think it might make us call off our picnic.”

May 12th 2007

Today seemed like it was another day of college life for Evan Kelly. He rose from bed hit his blaring alarm and went to the bathroom to ready himself for the day. He brushed his teeth and flossed while looking into the mirror. He saw his usual features, his plane brown hair and green eyes. He didn’t have too many features of his face that he didn’t like but he always did wonder why he hadn’t gone out and found a girl to get with. Truth be told he was shy when it came to women, so in no way was he a Casanova. After pushing out the slightly depressing thoughts he moved on to more important ones as he hopped in the shower. His professor was one of psychology, chemistry, and biology. Three subjects that he was studying for his doctorate. Today was Evan’s midterms but he wasn’t too worried. He was considered a prodigy after all. He was mostly modest when it came to his ability but to call him smart would be an understatement. He would be finishing college at the tender age of 16 after all.

Just one year to go. Evan thought.

This didn’t mean however that he was out of the social loop as it were. He made many friends at the campus and even those that were his age. He was even capable of having fun with music, online discussion forums, and mindless videogames. When he was given something it didn’t take him long to know it inside and out. But now was not the time to think of that; now he was prepping for the test in his mind. Due to the mundane task of showering it was easy to think of all the questions that might be on the test and testing his mind for the answers. When he felt that he had gone through enough variables he walked out of the shower, dried himself off, and got dressed in the bathroom.

When he got out he looked at the clock and panicked. “Oh crap!” He spent way longer in the shower then he thought he had and his test should be starting right about now. He grabbed his pack and ran out of the dorm room. He ran as fast as he could to the classroom but nothing could change the lapse of time so that he would be there when he was supposed to.

He arrived twenty minutes late and walked in as his professor was sitting at the desk reading a book. He had a slightly crooked nose with glasses at the bridge. He was roughly in his early forties and had peppered hair with a few wrinkles starting to show in his face. The test was on the corner of the table, which was centered at the front of the class. Good I can just grab a test sit down and take it without him noticing. He thought. The student thought very highly of his professor and didn’t want him to think that his most promising pupil was a slacker. He snuck up to the table and took a test. Evan looked up to see if the professor had noticed anything yet. The avid teacher's eyes were firmly glued to the book he was reading. The undergraduate mentally sighed, relieved that so far his plan was working as childish as it was. He snuck up to his seat slowly, quietly lifted the chair and pulled it out to eliminate the sound of scraping legs. After setting the chair in a manageable position, he carefully sat himself down. Lightly setting his book bag down and pulling out a number 2 pencil he went to work to his te-

“Mr. Kelly?” Evan jumped and fell over his seat because the voice had come from right beside him. He looked up to see his professor standing next to him. Damn

“Yes Dr. Cooper?”

“Why are you late?”

Evan got up off the floor and said, “Well I got into studying for the test and lost track of time.”

“Well at least you weren’t playing video games this time. Next time you're late to anything make sure you can get away with it or come up with a good excuse at least. I would like to talk to you after class. Come to my office after the test.”

“Yes sir.”

He walked back to his desk and sat down going back to his book. He must have spliced himself with a cat Evan thought, as he returned himself to his test.

* * * *

Evan sat in the uncomfortable desk in doctor Lenard Cooper’s office. He had finished his test slower then normal but that was not because it was overly difficult. He was worried why Dr. Cooper had asked him to come to his office. This wasn’t high school and tardiness wasn’t as looked down upon in college. It’s your money that you’re wasting after all if you don’t go. So what was it that was so important to talk to him about? He had pondered several different things that it might be but his pondering came to a close as he heard the door behind him open.

Evan watched Dr. Cooper walk in. “Hello Mr. Kelly,” he said with a smile as he walked over to his desk.

“I’m sorry doctor but why did you ask me to come here? It’s KILLING me,” Evan asked with a mixture of excitement fear and curiosity. “Am I in trouble or something?”

“Oh heavens no. It’s more of an opportunity. I have been recently been assigned a very special and top-secret project and can select only one assistant to help me. And I’m offering you the job.”

Evan was speechless. This was absolutely more epic than anything that he could think up. After the initial shock he jumped out of his chair. “Seriously? You want me to work on a project with you? Of course I will! When do I start? What is it about? What will I be doing?” Evan shot off so many questions all at once that none could be understood let alone answered.

“Whoa their young man, just calm down. You can’t join quite yet because you haven’t graduated but once you do then you will be working under me as my assistant, while I will be lead scientist on the project.”

“Oh wow this is absolutely amazing thank you so much doctor!” Evan exclaimed as he shook Dr. Cooper’s hand.

“Now this is top-secret so here is the disclosure agreement.” The seasoned doctor pulled a stack of papers an inch thick from the desk with his free hand and placed it in front of the amusingly enthusiastic student. “Read it carefully because it states that if you break the agreement, you’ll be committing treason.”

“Alright doctor I understand. Thank you so much for the opportunity!” The teenager released his death grip, scooped up the papers, and rushed out the door down the hallway.

Dr. Cooper sat back down in his chair and chuckled. “That kid.”

October 25th 2011

Two scientists with lab coats walked out of the conference room accompanied by cheering. One had a worried and concerned expression, the other smiling happily at their very speedy accomplishments. The very young 19-year-old scientist started the conversation as they walked to the lab downstairs.

“Dr. Cooper are you sure that we have to kill the test subjects? They have gotten smarter and it doesn’t feel morally right to me. I know their only animals bu-“

“I am sorry Dr. Kelly but this must be done. This goes over my head.”

The 19-year-old Evan sighed in defeat. There really was nothing they could do. If the superiors wanted no trace then there would be no trace.

“Think on the brighter side of things, Aldaphedrapsychomean XIII is now ready for human testing. Who knows what kind of intellectual genius we will create if the drug is used on a person. We could become billionaires.”

“But weren’t there some physical changes too? What if nobody is willing to try the drug if it means living with extra appendages or other such mutations?”

“Well hopefully it won't come to that. Besides the mutations were not varying in the same species. But all had the same effects, increased intelligence. And not a single death in the history of this strain. Trust me everything will be smooth sailing from here.”

“I still don’t think it's right,” Evan exclaimed solemnly.

“Well, know that what we do is for the betterment of man and the United States Of America. Besides it’s just not natural for mice to do complicated puzzles don’t you agree?”

And what we do for man is totally natural for man… Evan thought to himself.

Dr. Cooper smiled at his old protégé and tried to cheer him up. “Come on let’s go have a drink after we clock out. We should be celebrating after all.”

Evan smiled at his mentors slightly thoughtless words. “I’m under age remember?”

* * * *

May 3rd 2013

In the same conference room where roughly two years ago there had been celebrating, there sat two saddened scientists and a group of investors and government officials around the conference table.

“I’m sorry you two but we all came to a conclusion. If you don’t find a willing person to take the drug then we're going to shut down the project and destroy all evidence of it ever existing. I truly am sorry,” stated the general with a frown.

The two were absolutely distraught at the news they had been given. They tried reasoning with them all and they were unmovable in this. The project was stagnant. No one wanted to try the drug because of the slightly strange mutations that were apparent in other species. Most species were left alone and nothing besides increased intelligence were achieved. Even in most other cases where there were mutations it was a pigment change of fur and depending on the dose was drastic but otherwise successful, but others were not so lucky, receiving larger bodies or a mismatch of different protrusions or appendages that were, although surprisingly functional, not natural on the specific creature. Further research had been unsuccessful in trying to keep the desired intelligence without the undesired side effects.

Dr. Cooper looked at the general with defeat. “We… understand. Thank you for your time all of you.” And with that the conference room filled out.

There was a long silence between the two scientists that stayed behind in the conference room. Until the 21-year old Dr. Evan Kelly spoke up.

“That settles it then I’m doing it.”

“Oh please don’t. Not yet. Wait a couple of days. We can get the whole staff on the job trying to find a willing tester.” Replied Dr. Lenard Cooper.

“No. They’re pulling the plug in a week. They’re determined to shut us down. Plus we’ve BEEN looking for a tester for the last year and a half offering all kinds of money to try it and none would. It’s me or not at all. My whole career has been this project and I don't want to see it fail.”

Dr. Cooper was speechless at his young protégé that he now called friend. “Is there nothing I can do to change your mind and make you stop from doing this?”

Evan only shook his head.

“Youth is stubborn. Fine we start in a week.”

May 10th 2013

Evan woke from his slumber and got out of bed. "Today’s the day” The soon to be test subject said to himself. Who knew what was going to happen to him after today. He hadn’t talked to his parents. Wonder what they would think if I suddenly came home with wings? he chuckled at the thought as he went to the shower to get ready for his “new day”.

After getting showered and dressed, unfortunately he couldn’t have any chemicals on him so deodorant and hair gel were out of the question, he grabbed his bag with clothes and other personal belongings and left for work where he would be kept there for experimentation. He was a little nervous even in the car. What kind of fear will he be filled with when he gets strapped down to a table? He pushed out the anxiety filled thoughts and proceeded to drive to work for the last time in a long time. When he arrived it was like a normal workday except that he was without his lab coat. He walked into the waiting room across from the glass room where he might turn into- No don’t worry nothing bad will happen. None of the test subjects died and neither will you. The thoughts calmed him down some but did nothing for the butterflies that seemed to make him want to dry heave. He then removed his clothes to get ready for the procedure.

“Thank goodness they let me keep my underwear for a small bit of privacy, ”he said to himself.

After a short time of waiting, one of the scientists came in with a HAZMAT suit on, minus the headgear. “We’re ready for you Dr.” Evan got up uneasily as the sight of the HAZMAT suits brought back his previous panic. However he was determined. He refused to think that he was a failure and his stubborn pride pushed him forward to complete his mission. He walked into the cleaning chamber where all but him put on the HAZMAT suits and were sprayed with disinfectant mist. Then he walked to the table and laid down. Evan could see Dr. Cooper behind the glass viewing-window controlling the whole process. The human lab rat gave the leading doctor a thumbs up which he reciprocated. Evan’s hand was then taken from him as they strapped him down to the table. It was at this time that he wished he had nitrous oxide over his mouth to keep him calm. But at this point he would have to make do with deep breathing. And here comes the scary part. The chemical had to be injected in close proximity to the brain to be effective. Therefore the most logical place to stick the needle is in the neck. As you can imagine this is rather dangerous, thus his apparent fear.

“Are you okay in there Evan?” that was one of the few times Dr. Cooper ever called him by his first name.

“Just a bit nervous. To be expected really.”

“Yes. But you’ll be fine. Don’t worry.”

The older scientist behind the glass helped his breathing and pulse slow and he closed his eyes.

“Just numb me so I don’t feel anything,” he said to the doctor who would inject him with the experimental drug.

“Of course,” he replied and applied the numbing agent that would keep him from feeling anything more then a pinch.

“Now injecting subject with experimental drug,” announced the doctor holding the needle in a hazmat suit. The old doctor standing behind the safety glass gave a nod in the affirmative to start the procedure.

The wait was excruciating as the hero test subject lay on the table waiting for the unknown effects that the drug would take on him. He felt a pinch in the neck for a few seconds, then it was gone. There was nothing to do now but wait for the inevitable as Evan looked up at the bright lights of the ceiling.

Ten minute-like seconds passed with no results. The other animals had had a much shorter waiting time so this boggled the minds of all doctors and scientists alike. The injected patient started to say “Well this is dis-“ then the most agonizing headache he had ever experience racked his brain. Evan sat there with nothing but the company of the immense pain rampaging through his entire mind. Everything tasted like metal and his vision blurred. The excruciating pain spread from his head to out to his extremities. He started to convulse and have seizure-like jerking making the doctors try to hold him down on the table but all of his body movements were intentional. Anything was better than feeling this horrid pain spreading across his body which is why he jerked to find a new pain to focus on in wasted effort. His eyes went in and out of focus and he lost sight for a minute, feeling every bit of change that the drug had brought on. If he were in his right mind then he would have wondered what was happening to his body. But he was too preoccupied by the rising pain in his head. As the self inflicted torture victim thought he couldn’t take it anymore the pain ceased as quickly as it had come. He lay as still as he could on the table and breathed long and steady breaths to not aggravate any part of his recently ravaged body. His eyes remained closed, relieved that it was all over.

“Tests confirm that there is no contamination.” He heard over the speakers. “You OK their Evan?”

The table-strewn figure finally recognized the sound of his good old friend and gave a slow and tired nod. As he felt the restraints on his hands and other limbs start to loosen, gravity started to turn as he was flipped up and the doctors bent down and grabbed his arms in time before the dreary man could fall face first to the floor. The two doctors that caught him draped his arms like a scarves around their necks and helped to put him on a stretcher. He had enough strength to lift his head and drearily fluttered his eyes open. He caught a glimpse of a figure in the reflection of the glass being helped to a stretcher by two men in white coats, the figure’s hair just a brilliantly white as the coats.

Wonder who that is? Evan thought in his delusional state, as he was laid on the stretcher. Then he heard the door open and the familiar voice could be heard again, this time without the aid of speakers.

“We did it Evan! You did it!” And there was much cheering. That’s when Evan’s mind gave out as his whole world went black.

June 1 2013

Evan’s eyes shot open from his bad dream in a cold sweat, lying in his recently assigned bed. The dream was a nightmare but it was real all the same. The pain would return in a few of his dreams and in the worst ones the current dilemma that had befallen him. The last three weeks seem to have flown by. But there is one thing that remains early disturbing. He rose from the bed and went to the mirror and did his morning hygiene rituals while examining himself in the reflective surface. His hair was snow white and his eyes had changed from his old vibrant green to a bright yellow. He considered himself extremely lucky that these were the only changes to his physique. If he had changed into a horrific monster then merging into society might be an unavailable option. He shuddered at the thought and got into the shower to get ready for another day of testing. As he left his assigned quarters and went to the lab he noticed that it was much busier than it normally was. Actually the correct word would be more bustling than normal. The confused scientist turned experiment went to his old friends office to see him with his head on his desk. Seeing his mentor make a gesture on his work station that was virtually never seen, made the Evan’s stomach turn with worry.

“Dr. Cooper?”

The called biologist’s only response was to lift his head off the table and sigh, shutting his eyes at the unpleasantness of what he had to do.

Evan continued, “Doctor what’s going on here? What is everyone doing? It’s like a tornado out there.”

The seasoned doctor of science sagely walked to the window of his office and looked out at the chaos that was the lab with a completely stoic look on his face.

“I am deeply sorry Evan. You have sacrificed more for this project then any of us combined. But even with our struggles they’re still shutting us down.”

“…No.” was all that could be squeezed out of the stunned young white haired man’s lungs.

The scientist at the window continued to look out. He did not make any eye contact for fear that the shame would overwhelmingly show. “You can continue your life as normal and live in society and even get 2 million dollars for testing the experimental drug. The highest we ever offered, but all research and samples are to be destroyed or burned.”

As the shock passed, the frantic scientist tried reasoning with him, “But it’s only been three weeks. There have been some results and even-“

“Enhanced brain activity that we cannot track and impeccable memory which is probably the cause, are too small a price to pay to make the drug in the first place,” the elderly scientist interrupted, while turning and repeating the words spoken to him by the general. “Unfortunately your intelligence remains the same. And there were no other changes we can see other than your hair and eyes. I am sorry Evan but they won't back down. I fought for you,” said the father figure as he walked out the office with tears streaming down.

Evan walked over to the desk feeling completely numb and looked at the screen saver on the computer screen on the desk. He moved the mouse and expected a password screen but only the default background screen could be seen.

There was nothing to hide…

* * * *

Evan tried all day to change the minds of the people shutting them down but it was futile. He was driving home completely defeated. He pulled into the driveway of his home, which hadn’t been touched in three weeks. He had hoped that it would be much longer that he would see it. He got out of the car feeling nothing and walked to the trunk to pull all his belongings out of the car’s trunk. As he walked to the door, his depression weighed heavily on his heart.

Had these five years really been for nothing? He thought. He lifted his heavy arm to his pocket and fumbled for his keys. The young man found the key and gripped it firmly. He raised it to the doorknob, and the house key slid into the keyhole grinding against pins. With a turn the deadlock was retracted allowing entrance and, to Evan, represented an utter failure to save his first project. He pushed the door open and stepped in, each footstep feeling like an anchor slamming his wood floor. He closed the door, dropped his bag, and walked to the kitchen. He sat at the stool at the edge of his stone island and then all the emotion hit him at once. Tears started to stream as he sobbed on top of the stone counter.

In a flash grief turned to rage as he kicked his stool back and slammed his fist into the stone slab formed table. However, instead of feeling the pain and possible broken hand he would have expected to receive, the table shattered. Wood splinters and pebbles flew passed his face as the punch continued through the table. As the chaos caused by his emotions settled he froze as he saw the damage that he had created. There was powdered stone in the air and the stone island lay with a shattered tabletop that pointed to the epicenter of the blow. He pulled his hand out to inspect the damage. Absolutely nothing had happened to it despite the chalky stone clinging to it. He looked behind him to see that the window had shattered as well. He looked out the broken hole in the glass to see the stool he had been sitting on hanging in a nearby tree. Evan’s smile grew on his face and started laughing maniacally. It wasn’t all for nothing after all.

Author's Note

Well there's part of the history. next will be the sad bad news. I need to get some advice about how to proceed so it might be a bit before the next post. I'll see you soon though and try not to be reclusive ^_^.

Science is Magic pt. 2

... ok it's been a while... Like years... I am sorry. Time kinda crept up on me and yeah. I'll see if I can finish this like I had hoped. Untill then injoy?

Science is Magic pt. 2

July 20 2014

Evan stood in the driveway looking down at the paved gravel outside of the car he exited. He had been standing there for some time now feeling the usual emptiness that seemed to take permanent residence in his chest. They say that the pain of lose fades over time. How little do people know that when you loose someone special it's not pain you feel, but an emptiness that can never be filled and makes all other emotion get absolved into the abyssal black hole that remains.

The scientist reached a shaky hand to his pants. He pulled out the handkerchief that his father kept with him most of the time. He always found it a stupid thing keeping a snot rag in your pocket but his father did it anyway. Tears welled up at the loss and guilt that built in his chest. He put the reminder for why he was here in the first place back into his front right of his pants and looked at the house that lay before him. He needed to stop this so that no others could feel his pain or make even worse mistakes then him. The depressed man rolled the backpack with his essentials in it back to a more secure position as he slowly dragged his feet to the walkway, his heavy footsteps making loud thuds as he moved. He would be happy about his more muscular body caused by the gravity increase due to his constant depression if he could feel anything like true happiness again. Before the guilty man knew it he was at the door. Evan raised a heavy hand to the door and gave it two waited thumps with a clenched fist.

Not too much later it was answered. "Evan, I wasn't expecting you. please come in."

"Thanks professor." The young subject said weakly before heading inside.

He looked around as he entered. A few different paintings and other decorations littered the mentor’s house here and there as he was lead to the living room. The young lover of learning had not been to this house often as Dr. Cooper was often busy with other projects that Evan could not know of.

He sighed as he set he backpack against the foot of the comfortable couch and sat down before being asked, "What can I get you?" Different things passed through the mind of the depressed disaster waiting to happen but nothing seemed to lift him from his slump.

Before he could reply however his host rang. "I know. Some iced tea would do just the thing. Wait right there."

Evan shook his head at the old man of science; he always tried his best to cheer him up. No longer then a few seconds passed before the pepper haired man retuned with a glass filled with a light brown liquid and floating ice cubes to top the drink off. The young doctor smiled at the show of kindness as it was set on a coaster of the wooden coffee table and Dr. Cooper sat on the opposite side in a lounge chair setting his own glass on a separate coaster.

"So how have you been Evan? I haven't seen you in a while. How is your mother doing?”

The young man smiled at his mentor. “My mother and I are doing fine. I’m living with her right now to help with the lose.”

“That’s great to know Evan. Now, I know its insensitive to ask and I’m sorry but have you found any new developments with yourself?"

Evan sighed as the subject was brought up that had brought him here. “professor… I can’t do this anymore.”

“Can’t do what Evan?”

He sighed before explaining, “I can’t be a part of this project anymore. I’m sorry.”

The seasoned knowledge seeker burred his head in his head. “Are you absolutely certain you want to stop working on something you’ve worked on this long?”

Evan felt the pain of that. He sacrificed so much to make this project a reality. He dug his hand in his pocket and was reminded of his reasoning. “Yes doctor.”

Lenard Cooper sighed again at his previous student’s decision. “Very well, I understand. I’m going to miss you on the project.”

Evan was surprised that his mentor was so understanding. “T-thank you doctor. Well I should be going then if that’s all.”

“Oh! How silly of me of course. If you could just give me the formula for Aldaphedrapsychomean XIII that’s all I ask of you. I presume you remember it?”

Evan was confused. Had his mentor not understood? “Doctor… I can’t give you that.”

The frown deepened on the old scientist and his brows creased. “Evan I know you remember the formula just tell me what it is.”

“Why do you need it anyway? What purpose would it serve?”

“Are you mad?! I need that formula for the investors! You have no idea what kind of pressure I’m under. They are lighting a fire under my ass at every turn! And you want to know what do I need it for?!”

Evan slightly cowered at the sudden outburst of his friend. Something that was unlike him the many years that he had known him. “I’m sorry. I can’t let this happen to anyone else.”

Dr. Cooper scoffed, “This is because of your father dyeing isn’t it. I keep telling you it’s not your fault! Your abilities may have killed him but it was by instinct! You have no right to deny me this Evan!”

The young Dr. Kelly gave his own sneer at the doctor. “It is completely within my right! I know what its like to be like this, not you! If I want to keep this curse to myself then I’m in my full right to! I held my father, who I killed, in my arms when he died on that road and the worse thing is that I can’t forget it! I remember every detail down to the stupid plaid shirt he was wearing! So don’t tell me I have no right!”

The doctor looked at his protégé with pleading, “think of what your doing Evan. You’ll be labeled a threat and most likely a traitor. What would you do if that happened? Think about your mother.”

“Then I’ll flee the country. You know that I am plenty capable of that. As for my mother I’ll take her with me. Any suffering inflicted on me means that worse suffering wont happen to others.” Evan swiftly got up from the couch.

“Where do you think your going!?” the elder said enraged.

Dr. Kelly responded calmly as he gathered his backpack, “to get my mother and leave the country. You can come with me if you want.”

“This is a fools errand! I’m not going to join you on your thrice blasted stubborn insanity!”

“Then I wish the best for you.” The young Doctor turned and headed toward the front door.

As he griped the doorknob he heard thudding footsteps and then the older doctor Yell “I WILL NOT LET YOU LEAVE ME HERE TO ROT!”

As Evan turned to face the doctor he felt a stinging pain in the side of his neck. The product of science grabbed at the spot where he had been hit to feel something sticking out. The darted man immediately felt the effects as his vision blurred and mind started swimming. He faced his mentor that had a look of disgust on his face before his vision faded into oblivion.

Evan’s mind was swimming in a sea of sounds and blackness. His mind seemed hazed over with fog as he was trying to come to his senses. There was a urgency that pushed him to regain his senses but he had forgotten the why. Despite that he pushed because whatever it was he forgot intrigued him into questioning it to the point of following the feeling that came with it. Suddenly he could feel something pressed up against his back. Or was he pressing against it? It was hard to tell in this current state. The noise was starting to break his concentration so instead of focusing on the cold surface that was against him he centered his ambitions on the sounds. As he lessened he learned some sounds to be voices, but they where intangible to the man as only blurred voles came between the steady beeping of something. As he narrowed his focus the words started to become tangible.

“-ou where able to subdue him with a simple tranquilizer. That seemed like quite the feat.”

“Well with him sedated like this we will be able to extract the necessary compounds we need to restart the project.”

The second voice seemed familiar and he thought he knew the name of the person that it belonged to somehow.

“A shame he wont live through the procedure. He was your student at one point wasn’t he?”

Who are they talking about? Is it me, or some other person that might be in the room?

The second voice scoffed “He was a means to an end. I would have brought him in willing or not. Its just a shame it had to be this difficult.”

I think it is me. The cold words crept over him and something deep down made him feel correct in his assumption.

“Well with what we can learn from him, we can make some fantastic super solders. I’ll be waiting in the observation room for you to begin. Don’t let me down Dr. Cooper.” A door closed after the voice and footsteps started quiet and become louder as they came closer.

That name! that was it. Suddenly everything came flooding back in a rush. His memories up till Dr. Cooper tranquilized him. The experiment’s rage boiled at his past and current memories played in his mind like a movie in fast forward. How could he?

The enraged scientist’s eyes snapped open and he shot from where he was laying. Dr. Cooper stumbled to the floor from his place near the gurney that the supposed sedated subject was on. Evan looked at the doctor and scowled before sitting up to walk over to the flabbergasted scientist. He felt an uncomfortable tug on his arm and looked at the object that caused the twinge of pain before pulling out the needle that fed fluids to his body. The room he was in seemed to be a morgue by the look of all the mettle storage units along the walls. However his attention was solely on the stumbling man on the floor.

The deranged man crawled away from the priceless test subject with wide eyes. “H-How… How are you couscous?! We had you sedated!”

The test subject’s frown grew deeper “It’s a good thing we never tested anesthetics then.” He rose from the table and walked to the sniveling doctor.

Dr. Cooper backed away further but bumped up against a wall. He was cornered and he knew it. He looked at his former pupil’s eyes pleading as he got closer. “Wait, we can still salvage this. All we ne-“

That was as far as he got before the man fueled by rage grabbed his throat and lifted him to hang from his grip against the wall. “I should kill you for what you’ve done!” The man insane with fear squirmed in his grip trying to wrist the hand grasping the life from him. As the old deranged man struggled slower and eyes started rolling back the old protégé’s eyes softened, “but I’m not a killer.”

Dr. Cooper dropped to the floor chocking for air. Breathing heavily before finally regaining sense of mind. When his sight focused he gazed up at the sad look his prized pupil… no, he was more then his pupil now, he was the son he never had… but then again, his current being was birthed by him. Evan was Dr. Cooper’s creation and as such belonged to him in every way. He was his trophy, his everything, his pride and joy and all of Evan’s accomplishments where his accomplishments.

The sad scientist looked at his mentor one last time before turning to the door. As his hand grabbed the cold of the round handle he heard a low chuckling. He turned a brow at the doctor and the chuckling rose to laughter, then to a loud cackling.

Evan then feared for his mental well being before deciding it was not his problem. He turned to the door again but stopped as the mad scientist said between laughs, “I wonder how your mother is doing?... Sure would be a shame if the government saw her as a liability… The poor woman wont even see the knife before its slipped in-between her ribs!”

The young man stood, eyes wide with the horror the lack of warning he gave his mother might have caused. He rushed through the door, his mentor’s only response to it where louder guffaws.

He rushed as fast as he could through the labyrinth. His footfalls ticked away the time that his mother might have left to live. Their tempo increased as he sped faster then anyone could keep up trying to find an exit to the facility, but the cold echoed cackling of his mentor was something that he could not run away from no mater how hard he tried.

The door flew open as a man entered dressed in a hospital gown. The entry way opened up to a living room, on the left was a stairway leading upstairs and on the right was a hallway that lead to more rooms. The white haired gown wearer rushed to the hallway into a room a little ways down the hall on the right.

“Mom, Were leaving now!” called the frantic man searching through different articles of clothing.

No answers came from down the hall, “mom, this is not a time to ignore me we need to start packing! I have no time to get into an argument just trust me and do it!”

No sign of a struggle was seen as he had entered and no military was stationed near the house from what Evan could see there didn’t seem to be any forced entry through the back door which was visible through the living room so his assumption was that his mother was still alive and nothing had gotten to the house yet which filled the scientist with the need to move fast. But the silence chilled his blood as he grabbed his backpack and stuffed it with cloths and other items he felt where important.

As he slipped on some jeans he tried again “Mom, I swear if I you are still alive I’m going to kill you!” tears started to sting his face as he got his spare shoes wishing that he had invested in hiking boots to avoid the terrible thought.

Slipping on a shirt and quickly swinging his camaleback over his shoulder that he would fill with water later, he burst through the door and half sprinted through the hall making a beeline for what he knew to be his mothers bedroom. “Mom where are y-“

The man froze as he looked upon the sight that befell him. There his mother was on her bed the TV in the room was still sounding as the news blared on about something that was happening in the West Indies. The thing that was wrong with this picture was the 4-inch handle sticking out of the woman’s chest surrounded by the red that stained her nighty. After the moment of disbelief Evans mind snapped back to reality. “Mom!” he rushed to her side instinctively pulling the handle of the knife out of her chest and throwing it aside away from the offending scene.

Evan grabbed his mothers face and turned it toward him “Mom?”

His only response was a stare that looked on to oblivion.

“Mo-” His chocked reply remained unfinished as he started sobbing from grief. The room started to creaked as the room suffered the weight of his pain with him. His mother had died and her killer was none other then the sobbing man that kneeled at her bedside. His sobbing was interrupted as he felt a presence behind him.

Just as the man started turning his head he was struck and time seemed to slow down as his mind tried comprehending what was happening. When Evan regained his senses he was pushed over his mothers corps hearing clicking of handcuffs while his hands where being held behind his back. “Mr. Kelly you are under arrest for the murder of Bonny Kelly. Anything you say and do will be held against you-” the officer continued to read the accused murderer his “rights” as he pulled him up off his bloody mother and pushed him through the house to the outside. When they where outside multiple squad cars with there lights flashing in the night lined up outside his childhood home. Local police officers stood with there fire arms at the ready.

“-Do you understand your rights?” the stunned scientist recovered from his stupor and stopped walking.

Evan stared coldly ahead and replied with his voice in an even dead tone “Do you know what your first mistake was?”

The cop behind him ignored the question, “do you understand your r-“

The officer was cut off as Evan snapped the chained cuffs turned and grabbed the surprised man by the throat lifting him up with one hand. Evan looked up at the shocked choking man with dead eyes and fresh tears staining his face.

“You didn’t kill me.”

Author's Note

HOLLY SH!+ THIS CHAPTER SUCKS!!!

I am sorry for the terribly long wait and awful writing. I hope you can forgive me but I've been spending forever trying to figure out how to wright this out and I just gave up and spat it out like a tumor. and oh what a tumor it is. I honestly just want to move on from this embarrassment and not spend anymore time trying to clean this crap up. I will try to do better in the future guys and galls. Just :facehoof:

Employment is Magic

After sprinting through the orchard to the point that he felt that it was safe Evan stopped to rest. His heavy breathes and thumping heart where pumping oxygen and adrenalin to all of the panicked man’s extremities from his “fight or flight” impulse.

“OK… what… was that?” he got out between gasps. He turned around and walked over to a tree to sit and grunted as the pain returned while doing so. When he caught his breath he continued.

“Alright let’s think this through. I have been transported to some kind of... eco bubble lab? Where ponies and other animals where injected with a reproduction of Aldaphedrapsychomean XIII and given sentence… No, that's not possible because if that where true I'd be dead... UUH! This makes NO sense! What happened! Last I knew I was captured at the forest edge in Washington surrounded by special-ops! How in the world did I get to this strange reality? Did I die and this is some kind of weird joke god plays on the recent dead? That is if there even is a god! UUH!”

He continued to list the different options as to what happened but found that all the explanations where just as completely fruitless and outlandish as the next. After all the bickering he did with himself he finally came to a conclusion. He gave another painful grunt as he got up from the ground.

“One thing I can deduce is that this apple farm belongs to that pony… so in essence I should probably apologize and offer my services… man this is going to be awkward and weird.” the white haired biped turned and froze standing before him was the farmer pony looking straight at him.

“You’re tellin’ me,” said Big Mac eyeing the stranger.

Big Macintosh had realized much sooner the foalishness of running from something that could speak. After all, there are lots of creatures that can, and just because he hadn’t seen this one before didn’t mean he should be frightened by it. Therefore he chased it back down to give it a stern talking to… or buck it to paste, whichever was more necessary. Red pony had over heard a bit of the alien’s ranting before it had finished. However the unfamiliar creature was using all kinds of different words that Big Mac did not know and some he considered where a different language all-together. But from what the pony could understand from the ape’s jabber is that it was more understanding and willing to be reasonable with the red farmer. Evan on the other hand had been to confused, frustrated, and plain freaked out to keep his senses sharp enough to notice. Big Mac weighed his options then got a smirk on his face when he came to his decision on what to do with this apple thief.

“Whell do ya eat that much all the time?”

The scientist was jolted from his frozen position “What?”

“Because Ah don’t think that we could afford to feed you if that twas the case.”

Evan stared off into space for a second to process the situation and mentally face palmed when he understood. “You’d let me stay here and work for what I had ate?”

“We don’t take kindly to thieves but honest and hard working’ ponies we can respect. Now answer the question!” replied Big Mac with a stern look.

Wow… just wow. “Well, no. This was a special case. I was starving when I came from the woods.”

“Whell sense ya ate all the apples ah was supposed to harvest, then ya can come with me an we can see what ya can do ta work off your debt. Ah hope that ya don’t mind stay’n in a barn.” The red pony turned and walked back in the direction of his empty applecart. The yellow-eyed scientist was stunned and confused at the strange trustworthiness and forgiveness the equine had shown, and as such was frozen in place. Sure he had the intention to get to that point but expected a whole lot of persuasion and groveling before he got there. The farmer pony turned around and shouted “Hay are ya comi’n willi’nly or am ah gona have to make ya?” the threat snapped the scientist out of his stupor to make a limping run to catch up to his new employer.

They walked a very long walk in silence until they got to the empty cart, both creatures being very weary of each other. Although Evan didn’t trust the equine regardless of its good nature, but the human found the uncomfortable silence to be unbearable so as Big Mac started to hook himself up to the cart, “So… ah… What’s your name?”

“Names Big Mac.” Came the reply, not even turning to respond as he was finishing the last fastenings. It took all that the human could not to laugh out loud at the name that reminded him of a fast food drive through. Though he failed in stifling it completely as he let out a snort.

“Find mah name funny?” said the burly pony, turning his head with a sneer lifting a leg ready to buck the strange creature that had followed him. This sobered the scientist right up.

“Oh! um, its more that your name holds a paradox in which an ordered meal in accordance with a fast food establishment is named homogeneously to a maroon equine in another inconceivable trans dimensional universe.” The human rambled quickly in a nervous fit.

Big Mac’s head tilted. “… Uh… what?”

The scientist quickly calmed down at his companion’s confusion. “It means I like your name. I just found it ironic.”

The red pony still looked confused but lowered his leg nonetheless. “So what are you? Ah can’ say ah’ve ever seen your like before.”

Well... scratch off all the theories that involved experimentation. Thought the still cautious human.

“Well I am what is called a homo sapiens or human for short. My name is Evan though so just call me that. If you have never seen me or any of my kind before then that is either absurd or lucid.”

The one named after a McDonalds meal gave a confused look and shrugged it off saying “Evan, you sure talk funny. But ya don’t seem to be a bad pony er- uhhh?”

“Person.”

“Yah that.” Big Mac chuckled

Big Mac finished hooking himself to the cart and it was then that the oblivious intruder noticed a tattoo on the flank of the red equine farmer. It was a green apple sliced in half, which greatly stood out from the red coat.

Evan pondered curiously as to how he had missed it this entire time when he said, “Nice ink. When did you get it and how did you get the dye in the fur?”

Big Mac gave another curious look at the human as he said, “uh…”

Evan pointed at the symbol on the red pony’s flank. “Tattoo.”

Big Mac spun his head to look at the mark on his backside, “oh, I got it while I was work’n”

Evan was completely confused as to how you could get a tattoo done while working with the exception of slacking off, and big mac did not look the type. “How did you get that and work at the same time?”

Big Mac looked at the man with distaste as he said, “That’s a personal question.”

Evan gave a sheepish apology and dropped the subject. How could he possibly know what the customs of these ponies where? In fact he found it fascinating that they seemed to have not only the same language (which was nearly a statistical impossibility when you plug it into the infinite universes theorem by itself), but they also seemed to have similar body language and social norms.

The scientist wanted to ask more questions to get more information of this fascinating new species but thought better of it. Big Mac did not seem the interview type.

They walked the rest of the way in more awkward silence while avoiding each other’s gaze. Evan pushed hard to avoid the thoughts and questions he wanted to ask and moved on to different subjects to question. It hadn’t worked until he found one that always brought one emotion stronger then others… anxiety.

What could have possibly happened? I wonder when the government will try and find me again. The scientist continued to think as he walked while staring into space. Every time I escape they end up finding me in no more then a few hours. So either this pony is one of there cohorts and they are studying me in a contained bunker underground. Where they sent drug failures while lying to us about their destruction. Or I am definitely not anywhere near the governments reach. And if either theory is correct they wont be following me here unless they want to risk my escape or, by some miracle, invent interdimensional travel. Hell, I took physics and know that is decades to centuries away! The largest of smiles grew on his face. I’m free! This seemed like a complete impossibility for the escapee. He burst into laughter from the sheer joy and relief given by the freedom that he discovered, and pushed through the pain that his poor ribs complained with.

Big Mac was a little concerned for the sanity of the Human when he asked, “are you ahlright?”

Evan wiped a joyful tear from his eye as he looked at his four-legged companion and reconsidered the earlier conceived theory of this reality being heaven. “Never better.”

Both Evan and Big Mack arrived to the farmhouse in little to no time at all. The white-hared man was curious what it was the burly pony was going to force him to do.

Big Mack unhooked the cart and trotted over to Evan. “So what are you going to have me do?” Evan said, still in a good mood from his recent revelation.

“Whel ah think it’s ah good idea to set ya up in the barn first. We’ll worry about tha work tomorrow.” The red pony then turned without another word and started heading for a big red barn. Evan followed and got lost in his own thoughts.

Well I suppose that would be a good idea. Don’t want to freak this guy out further. Wait should I use my abilities here? I don’t want what happened back home to happen here, but at the same time it’s been a part of who I am for so long now. I don’t even know if it will stay a secret considering I don’t have a real handle on my abilities yet.

Flashes of memories danced in front of Evan’s mind of all the grief that had come to his life because people knew and shuddered at the thought of that happening again. Well I have no other choice then. Ill just have to do things like a normal person would… yah this may be hard… While someone’s watching anyway. He thought as they both entered the large barn.

It was mostly empty to Evan’s surprise. There was hay in one corner and bushels of apples in the other in the back of the storage building. When his yellow eyes turned to the sides of the building, he saw tools of all types (which baffled the human due to ponies having no hands to use them) and an extremely large tarp. The interior of the barn was almost identical in color to the outside. Excluding the ceiling, which had no paint covering the crossbeams and roofing. All things considered it was a rather nice place to stay.

“whel what ya think?”

“You got a nice place here Big Mac. I still can’t believe that you’re letting me stay here. I was expecting begging and a great amount of apology for everything… sorry for that by the way,” he said while pointing at the slight swell that should have looked much worse by now.

Big Mac waved his hoof as he said, “think nothin’ of it.”

“Thanks. I just have one question.”

“What’s that?”

“How did you build all this without hands?”

Big Mac looked at Evan like he was crazy, then chuckled.

“ha, I’ll see you tomorrow.” The farmer pony trotted out the door, leaving a still confused human standing in a building made by hooves. As the man was contemplating the possibilities the stallion retuned through the doors he had left through just seconds before. “By the way don’t leave the barn. Don’t want ya scarin’ no pony.” This was very strange to hear. Why would he, a human, scare ponies? Before Evan could ask the question the red equine was gone. The man tucked the question in with the other mass of questions that could be asked later and gave the barn another look around. There was a lot of room. The barn was a good 30X80 square foot at least, with only eight apple bushels and four barrels in the right corner of it and three bails of hay with a whole haystack in the left corner. Must be the off-season as unbelievable as that is, thought the human as he turned to see tools that he recognized. There where brooms, rakes, and other farm tools that could only be functional is if they where used by hands. He walked over to the hay to sit and contemplated how could horses come up with the same human ingenuity without hands? Even more so, how could they even know English?

After a few minutes of frustration he thought, “You know what? Best not to think about it now. Don’t want to go crazy from questions that could be answered with a quick sit down with a local. I’ll get my answers sooner or later. I just need to be patient.”

Evan then laid down on a bail of hay and looked through his bag that he had packed while rather rushed. In the back pocket he grabbed his IPod touch that had been put in on a pervious trip with it. Excluding his charger and headphones the pocket was otherwise empty.

“Maybe that’s how they tracked me.” he thought as he pulled out his Bose headphones.

“Well if it is I’ve either been captured or in a place that cant track it. No harm in using it now.” He said aloud as started it up and slipped in the headphones to play his favorite playlist. He would have to find a source of electricity or at least make one to keep it charged because he luckily always brought his charger with it. That would be later though. Sure he could play the songs from memory. In fact he would never need to have an iPod or other music device again. It could all be played in his head and accessed just as easily. But listening that way had very little emotion to it. It was like analyzing the information rather then actually enjoying it. He made himself comfortable on the haystack and relaxed to the tunes played from the tiny speakers.

Big Mac exited the barn the second time letting loose the warning to the strange creature and walked toward the farmhouse. The human (or so it called itself) confused the large stallion in more ways then one. The very fact that it had called itself a human confused him. The one thing that was tied to that word for him, was not a detailed explanation or rational thought. The only thing that accompanied that word was a single feeling that he couldn’t shake off.

Fear.

It wasn’t the fact that Big Mac was scared of Evan, for the man had been rather friendly to the brawny pony, despite their little spat. And he felt that he could win in a fight if the human would get out of line. The larger bruise that Big Mac caused could be seen forming from his front kick earlier could attest to that, despite his punch that left a smaller mark. It was just a feeling that accompanied the word “human”, and since then made Big Mac weary of every move the human made. It seemed stupid to Big Mac that he was scared of a word, so he shoved the instinct out of his mind.

Now the thing that filled it was a way to get back at his sister. She would pay for making him walk down Stirrup Street in granny’s girdle, when the deal was that SHE, and only she, would get the apples in the barn by lunchtime. In the end she had her friend help harvest the apples with magic. Well now was payback because he had his own ace up his sleeve.

The red pony walked into the farmhouse to see his granny and two sisters preparing dinner for the evening.

“Haya big brother!” Applebloom jumped off the stool and ran across the wood flooring to tackle hug Big Mac. The towering brother fell over on purpose and returned the hug.

“haha haya Applebloom. How was school?”

Applebloom’s face grew sheepish.

“Well… me and the Cutie Mark Crusaders tried to get our cutie marks in pranking…it didn’t turn out well… How’d ya get that though Big Mac?” Said Applebloom pointing at the bruise in question.

“Ah… Well-”

“Sugarcube,” interrupted Applejack “why not go help Granny with the fixins me an your brother need ta have a talk.”

“Aww~! No pony tells me anything!” Applebloom stated as she trotted back to Granny Smiths side.

“Whell ah can’t imagine you got that from apple buckin’. What happened?” asked Applejack as Big Mackintosh got up from his place on the floor.

“Whell somethin ate all the apples in the part of the field ready fer piken.”

Applejack’s eyes narrowed at the thought of her precious family being denied their livelihood. “Did ya get tha varmints?”

“Ah took care of it Applejack. Now ah would like ta make you a proposition.”

“Oh?” Applejacks mood instantly changed. “What kinda proposition?”

Big Mac smiled a mischievous grin at the consequences that would befall Applejack and the foolproof plan that he had come up with on the way home walking with his new human friend.

May 3rd 2014

Evvn awoke in the morning refreshed and ready to tackle the day. He rose from bed not struggling at all with any hint of exhaustion or wiriness. The well-rested man walked over to the window and looked out to see the beautiful view. The large evergreen trees where truly a site to behold and the mountains made the most beautiful backdrop. Evan had had no success in finding out more of what he can do. There was a lot from what he could tell but he was running out of ideas that he could test. That is why he went to this beautiful resort, to try and relax and get a fresh start. Hopefully he could think with a clear mind on how he could test himself and learn something new. Unfortunately today was the day he was to go home and he was not able to think of anything while here, but he was still hopeful.

He turned from his view at the window and looked at his phone on the nightstand. The resort visitor sighed from disappointment. He had received a call from his father last night saying that he would be in the aria sometime this afternoon. As luck would have it his flight was in the afternoon and he would be gone by the time the truck driver would get there. Evan’s father said he would try to make it in the morning and spend time with him, and the Scientist highly doubted it. This wasn’t the first time his father had not been there, but Evan loved him all the same.

Evan picked up his phone and checked the time. He had slept in. The disappointed experiment grabbed his bags and walked down to the receptionist desk to check out of the resort. The receptionist was at the desk ready to do all that she was needed to do.

“Why hello Mr. Kelly. How was your stay here?” she had only seen him a handful of times and had memorized his name. Evan wondered who it really was that had the drug injected in there brain.

“It was wonderful Mell. Can you pull my car around?” They’re where other easier ways for Evan to get around then by car but he felt he needed some normalcy in his life.

“Of course! You know I’ve never met anyone who could remember names as good as I can but you seem to have changed that.” Mell said while leaning over her desk showing off her bountiful *ahem* assets as she called the valet to pull the car around. She never took her eyes off Evan during the whole conversation.

“Man she is laying it on thick. All she needs is to flutter her eye lashes make this… yep there it is. Man she is a tease.” Evan thought as Mell spoke more with body then her words. She finished her call to which Evan said “Well I’d love to stay but I need to head out. Can’t miss my flight.” This made Mell drop her smile, fold her arms in defeat, and sigh.

“Have a safe trip.”

Evan chuckled in his mind thinking, “Such tricks. Won’t work. On me… Temptress.”

“Will do.” The ex-tenant exclaimed as he left to wait for his car. He killed some time by pulling his phone out and reading some books. The exceptionally fast learner had read MEANY books over the years, from making food to advanced engineering. He looked up to check for his car and saw that it was parked in front; the valet was playing with his phone and leaning against his rental. “I must have been reading longer then I thought.” thought Evan. The distracted kid didn’t notice that Evan was approaching and even when he was right next to him. “Whacha playin?” The young man jumped and almost dropped his phone.

“Oh I’m so sorry! Here let me get that!” said the apologetic young one as he fumbled at the car door to let the amused costumer in. he succeeded albeit rushed and flustered.

“No worries. Just don’t do that round the up-tight costumers ok? Id hate for you to get in trouble or, heaven forbid, loose your job over something like that.” The young man visibly relaxed.

“Thanks man. I need this job to help me get through school.” Evan smiled at the mixed up young man. The scientist looked much younger then he really was. He was 21 and still looked like a teenager so the valet treated him as such “What did you do to be able to come out here?” said the confused valet.

The science experiment bent down and sat in the seat of his rental car before he turned and replied with a serious glare, “You don’t want to know.” Without another word Evan closed the door and drove off leaving an even more confused valet driver standing in the drive entrance of the spa resort.

Down a twisted back road there drove a white haired man who was trying to get to his flight. He had plenty of time so he decided to take the scenic route, the trees where quite a beautiful scenery for the evolved human. Also a strange fact is that no mater what the man drove, he always got great gas mileage while in a good mood. Unfortunately he had already reported that. He was still worried that he hadn’t come up with any new ideas and currently had that on his mind.

The concerned driver noticed a place to pull off with beautiful scenery of a mountain. He pulled off the rode and parked the car. After getting out of the car he walked over to the guard railing and looked out at the beauty of nature as he continued his musing.

“What will I do if I don’t have anything to write to Dr. Cooper for my monthly report?”

No ideas came to him that could solve this problem so he decided to push it off and listen to his music to relax. He pulled out his Iphone and listened to his playlist with calming music on it. A song came on that was extremely calming and due to his time at the spa, he was able to melt his worries into the music. He closed his eyes and imagined himself flying with this song in the background. This brought him to a relaxed euphoria that he never wanted to leave. Unfortunately everyone must wake up to the reality that is the world and thus as the song was at an end he slowly opened his eyes to view the relaxing view of the mountain. He was graced with the beautiful view of his eyes had previously promised but something was different.

This being, that the rocks and gravel on the ground where floating upward as if gravity had been turned off. The dumb struck man’s mouth dropped in utter disbelief at the defiance of gravity. After thirty seconds of complete awe he closed his jaw and turned to where the car sat to investigate this strange phenomenon. He walked from his place on the guard railing to the car. The rocks where still in a free spin going skyward. The bewildered man reached out a cautious finger and slowly poked one of the rocks nearby. The rock floated away from him from him no longer floating upward but in the opposite direction of the force of contact.

As Evan continued to watch the rock, he let out a sigh. As his powers where found he was discovering that they where tied to some kind of emotion or telepathy; which was the only power that he could now trigger at will, as long as he wasn’t feeling any intense emotion. Somehow the feeling of relaxed happiness or ecstasy was tied to the ability to reverse the pull of gravity. He learned a new ability. The scientist smiled and stood back at the new discovery and laughed at his luck. He now had something to report.

As fate would have it standing back was not a good idea, for due to his mirth he did not notice that he was now standing in the road and failed see or hear the semi truck coming around the corner until the driver blew the horn.

Evan awoke to a free fall into the bail of hay made bed as other miscellaneous items clattered to the ground, making a mess of the barn. Evan rubbed his face and groaned at the problem his dream had caused. The human didn’t often have dreams about his past but every now and then the past would haunt him, and his dreams. He got up from where he landed feeling quit a bit better from yesterday despite his fall from the tree and just now. He looked around the barn for any damage he might have caused. The apples, hay, tools, and very large tarp where strewn all over the barn as a huge mess, but otherwise no damage seemed to be done. He let out a large growl and rubbed his face because of the mess his awaking had caused. His annoyance was broken when the barn door slammed open making him jump at the suddenness of the noise. Standing in the frame was a large red pony with a sneer that could curdle dairy.

“What in tarnation did you do in here!?” Evan froze from a feeling the accusing stares from the farmer.

“I-I-I… I’ll clean it.” Stammered the frightened mess maker.

“Ya better!” snarled the angry farmer. “Or next time ya wake up, It’ll be in a hospital bed!”

The farmer was about to storm off, when there came a call from outside. “Big Mac! What was that? Varmints in tha barn again?” Evan could hear clopping from outside as, what he assumed, was another pony approaching the barn. His eyes searched for a hiding place so he could avoid suspicion. The eyes of the human saw his salvation behind the inward swung barn door. He rushed behind it narrowly avoiding the gaze of whoever it was that was heard.

“What in tarnation happened here?” Evan could tell that the voice was female.

“Like brother like sister,” thought the hiding human.

“Some varmint musta got in. It’ll be cleaned!” Said Big Mac putting emphasis on the hiding vandal’s job.

“Whell ill trust ya brother. But ah doubt that ya can get everything done if’n ya wana win.” They’re where more hoof steps that grew distant as the new pony trotted off.

Evan came out of his hiding place behind the door and looked around it to see the backside of an orange pony with blond hair in the distance. His view became obstructed by red as the farmer he knew stepped in his line of sight, a scowl still firmly in place. In return Evan gave a sheepish smile and a shrug. Big Mac’s expression never changed as he said, “I’ll show Ya what yer gona do taday. But ya get no breakfast for causen me grief.” He trotted off in the direction of apple trees. The sheepish human got up and heard a protest from his stomach before he ignored it and followed after.

“You want me to WHAT!?” before the two beings laid an enormous apple orchard full with apples. It was easily 10 times larger then the orchard Evan found himself in, and Big Mac had just asked him to clear out half the field.

“What? Ya where able ta pick an eat half a’ our other field, what’s the problem?”

Evan rolled his eyes and rubbed the back of his neck, “thanks for the guilt trip. I just wasn’t expecting something THIS big.”

“whell ya need ta get every last apple. You’ll be free ta go when its done.”

“So let me get this straight. I pick half these apples, and I’m debt free?”

“That’s tha short of it.” The biped mentally sighed. It would take him forever if he had the farmer watching him at all the times, which he was bound to do considering he had just met him.

“I want one more thing before we start.”

“What?”

“I have a boatload of question’s and I want them answered.”

“Ah’ll have some pony answer yer question’s when yer done.” Evan frowned at Big Mac’s reply “First lets see what ya can do.”

Evan gave the quadruped a perplexed look “Oookaaaay?” Why does he want to see what I can do when he’ll be watching me all day? The confused human walked up to the tree and started picking. Big Mac watched as the yellow-eyed creature easily reached each apple on the tree and placed them in the buckets. It was simple but hard work. When the scientist was finished he wiped his brow and looked over to his critic “Well, how did I do?”

“Ahlright.” was the immediate response.

“Well that was expected. How could I expect less from someone doing this all their life?” Thought Evan as he moved to the next tree. That is until he noticed Big Mac was walking away.

“Uh, where are you going?”

The burly pony gave Evan the same perplexed look he had given him not but a few minutes ago. “Ah have work ta do to. Ah don’t have time ta watch your sorry flank all day.”

Evan was baffled. “You trust me not to steal apples?”

“Where would ya take em?” Said the burly one with a raised eyebrow.

“The farmer has a point… Touché good sir.” The Human smiled a big smile as his load had been lifted considerably and he could be much faster with his work. “Well I’ll see ya.” Evan said as he started a farce of picking more apples.

When the evolved man felt that the red farm pony was far enough away he looked at his watch to see the time. “7:14 huh.” The scientist laughed. “Lets see how I do now.”

Evan started to think of things that have depressed him from his past and that would do so in general. Being dumped, names people have called him, the Green Lantern movie, anything that would have really put him in a slump. As a result he increased the pull that gravity had on the hanging fruits just enough to not fall.

Evan had learned that some of his powers where easier to control then others. While some powers only worked on instinct, other he could slightly trigger with memories to bring up emotions. However these where false emotions so the result was rather marginal to the real thing. But it worked for now.

The product of science walked at the first row of trees and slowly gave each tree a slap, knocking the waited fruit from them. After taking two and a half hours to get through the whole monster of an orchard he sighed that that part was over. It’s hard to do something while trying to keep yourself in a somewhat foul mood on purpose. He surveyed the orchard to see how his work had gone. The apples where scattered on the ground throughout the entire orchard. It was an enormous mess of scattered apples that had no order to it. There was not a single apple on a tree when Evan was finished. All he needed to do was gather them.

“Well now what do I do?” He said trying to recover from forced depression. “I need a way to gather all these quickly but how… I could make them float but then I’d need something to catch them, like a net. But where am I going to get a net?”

The scientist thought more on his conundrum until it hit him like a ton of bricks. “Well I suppose ill be running back to the farm a little sooner then expected.” He ran back to the barn for the needed items for his plan.