A World Unwanted

Follow those above you, even though you have the control

There was a thud as Garrison hit his head on the top bunk of the bed.

"Bleh..." he muttered under his breath. He slowly rolled out of bed and onto the floor. Walking into the kitchen with most displeased look on his face. He sat down at the table close to the television. The early news was on, reporting the same thing it always did. Deaths of the soldiers who attempted to hold back rebels... the incoming weather, new buildings and such.. nothing interesting...

Garrison noticed a bowl of cereal and a piece of toast on the plate in front of him. A blue aura surrounded the toast, and it levitated towards Garrison's open mouth, as he took a large chomp out of it. He directed his sight towards his younger brother, who happily ate his cereal, unaware of Garrisons death gaze. He redirected his annoyed like back to his food, and focused on his eating... his serious case of bedhead made the whole thing look ridiculous.

"You better eat that quickly, you don't want to be late for school again!" His mother piped up from the kitchen, not looking at him. She was washing her hooves and putting away her apron. Garrison nearly choked on his food, looking at the digital clock on the wall in the kitchen. 6:44 it read, only sixteen minutes before class started. He quickly levitated the cereal towards him, chugging down the milk and flakes within seconds. He grabbed the rest of the toast and ran towards the bathroom. He took out a comb from the drawer and forced his mane down, removing the ridiculous bedhead.

Charging towards the door, he grabbed his saddlebags and put them on as quickly as possible.

"I'm guessing my friends came by recently?" He inquired from the front door, still struggling to put on his bags.

"Yep, I tried to wake you up, but you refused," she giggled "Of course until you hit your head... I could tell you where awake from in here!"

"Bleh..."

The door opened and slammed and the only thing that could be heard was the sound of hooves hitting the floor as Garrison raced down the stairs.

"I swear, that boy is so silly..." the mother shook her head at her sons antics.

"Mom?" opened up the young brother from the table. "Why does those two weird ponies come to tell Gary he's going to be late every day?

The blissful mother smiled and turned to her inquiring son.

"Well Hook," she gave a slight giggle "They're just great friends is all." She trotted up to Hook, still sat at the table. "Now finish up, I have to be ready to take you to school. And don't call random strangers weird, it's quite rude." Hook could only smile innocently as his mother ruffled his hair "You rambunctious little pony you."

Garrison bolted down the sidewalk, chomping into his toast every few feet. He raced past building after building, not even noticing the screeching of vehicles passing by. He took one last bite out of his toast as he made a final charge towards the entrance of the large school. Revel Academy, the most difficult and prestigious school in all of the metropolis. He smashed into the push doors of the building, just as a loud ring went off throughout the school building. Garrison glanced at the clock, it read 6:55.

Whew... just barely made it. He wiped the sweat from his brow, and exhaustedly walked to his class. Passing by hundreds of ponies, knowing only a few of them... even if they were the popular social class. He reached the door to his first class, with only two minutes left on the clock. He sat down on the bench next to the door, and took out a book from his saddle bag. Energy and How to Use It; Study Edition. Opening up the first chapter, he began reading each sentence with eager anticipation... this was the first book on Energy redirection that he'd received in his class... it was the only subject he found entertaining.

Chapter 1: Understanding the uses of Energy

The first step to using Energy is understanding the basics, such as its movement and purpose. Energy is taken from the pre-Revelation term energy, which was used to power electrical objects. This kind of 'energy' was limited in access, as ponies could only change its flow to a certain direction, and to do this, all energy had to be contained within a specific wiring. (e)nergy moved at an estimated speed of 300,000 kilometers per second, or 186,411 miles...

Garrison paused... if the energy traveled that fast, then how were the older day ponies able to harness it? Then a better question popped in his head, how did they even have energy? They lived in green, grassy areas, and to what he knew, trees didn't produce energy.

"Wow, you're actually reading that?" said a friendly sounding, female voice. Garrison lowered the book, to reveal the face a young mare staring at him. Her bright red mane, yellow eyes, and grey-white coat gave away her identity easily...

"I'm more surprised to find you not reading it. Ancient technology is your favorite subject Rose!" he countered.

"I'm surprised you care about it, aren't you more interested in the 'previous world?'" she gave a snide sound at 'Previous world.'

"Well yeah, but who wouldn't want to live in that grassy green world, full of life... nothing like this dump, where everything is dark and boring," Garrison replied, displeased.

"Come on!" Rose exclaimed "You really need to get used to the feel of the now Gary!"

Suddenly, the bell rang, indicating the start of the first classes. Garrison stood up, and put away his new treasure. He casually entered the class, Rose trotting behind him happily. The took a seat together in the back of the room, where the seats where at the highest elevation. For a middle-school, It looked way too much like college. More and more ponies filled the room, taking seats in different places. Garrison noticed two ponies in particular... one, a large buff punk pony, who took his seat in the front, between to mares, who blindly adored him. Then there was the other, an average blue colt, who took his seat next to Rose, and so the trio caught up.

"Bout time you got here Top!" Rose giggled "Jeez, where were you?"

The young stallion sighed as he put his black saddlebags under the table.

"You do not want to know," he replied with a groan "I think I just went to the seventh circle of hell and back... seriously, why does a cool colt like me have to deal with the bitchy ones?"

"Oh right, the 'cool' stallion, hanging out with a nerd, and a pretty geek, and sitting in the back row," Garrison smirked at his remark "Most badass pony I've ever met."

"Damn straight," Top replied proudly "have you ever seen a stallion this badass?" he put his left hind hoof on the table, and put both his fore hooves on his sides. Rose couldn't help but giggle, but then nearly die of laughter as Top Gun fell off the table as the bell rang. 7:05, time for class.

"Alright class!" exclaimed a proud voice in the front of the room, "Let's get ready for some testing."