Fistful of Concrete

Trevor stood still as the glow around his hands began to dim. He blinked several times while looking between the abnormal humans as he processed his situation.

"Oh my God..." he exhaled before placing his hands on his head.

The one with wings and a horn slowly approached him before talking.

"Are you okay?" she asked.

"I'm... I'm in another world," he stated.

"I think we may be jumping to conclusions here," she spoke, "so let's just... not use our magic, and-"

"Magic?" Trevor interrupted. "There's no such thing as magic."

The man with green hair scoffed and waved towards Trevor.

"Really? No magic? Then how are you doing that."

Trevor held his hands out and looked at the power fluctuating around his arms.

"I told you, I'm a Conduit. If you knew what that was, then I wouldn't think I was in another world."

The girl between them raised her hands to both of them.

"Just calm down, everyone, okay? Let's just try and act civil here."

The man opposite Trevor gave a sigh as he visibly relaxed, prompting Trevor to relax his power slightly. When the glow faded, the girl smiled and walked towards Trevor. Despite his gaze, she stood before him and offered a hand.

"My name is Twilight Sparkle."

The woman with purple hair waved a bit.

"I'm Rarity."

The man shrugged.

"Spike."

To which the woman in white elbowed him in the gut.

Trevor looked between them all and then back down to the hand that was offered to him and raised his own to greet it.

"Trevor. Trevor Miles."

He then gripped Twilight's hand and gave it a firm shake, a faint glow somewhat present after contact. Trevor felt as though there was something to absorb from her, almost like a Conduit gene, but found nothing to copy. After a few seconds, they let go as Trevor began to talk again.

"Thank you for finding me, I guess."

Spike shrugged as Rarity spoke up.

"It was the least we could do. But how did you actually get here?"

Trevor sighed as he placed his hands on his head.

"In my world, there's two kinds of humans: normal, and Conduits. There was one, Delsin Rowe, he took on an organization that tried to keep all of us, the Conduits, in one place. After absorbing several powers, he took on the boss, Augustine, and when he won, he threw her off a skyscraper before coming to Curdun Cay, where she kept all of us. He tried to absorb my powers, but... it turns out that I could absorb his powers, too. So he thought I would try something and absorbed another Conduit's powers, and used them to send me here."

Twilight finished writing a note that she held in a purple glow, causing Trevor to back away in surprise.

"What the Hell!?" he shouted

Twilight froze and looked between the magically held sheet of paper and Trevor.

"It's just magic. Do you really not have magic where you're from?"

"No, we don't."

"Interesting."

Trevor backed up and looked at the lot of them once more before speaking.

"Anyways, thanks for uh... helping, but I think I should go now."

"Hold on," Spike started, "and where do you think you're going?"

"I don't know. Whole new world, weird... magic," he said while waving a hand towards Twilight, "and stuff. I might just try and find a job somewhere? What would you expect me to do?"

"Um, I don't think you'd be able to fit in easily," a new voice said.

The Conduit turned towards the source of the voice to find the other woman that he had seen when he first woke up.

"Why?"

She began to rub her left arm with her right hand as she looked away from him.

"Well... you don't have a magical signature... so they might think you're... a Blank."

"Alright, what's a Blank?" he asked.

"A Blank... they're like sleeper agents, waiting to absorb other people's magic. If you try to get a license for anything, or just an ID, you'd be brought in and..." she drifted off.

Trevor blinked a few times before giving off a dry chuckle.

"Great. So I'm basically in the exact same situation I'd be in if I stayed in my old world!" he exclaimed.

The woman shifted a bit before talking again.

"Well... you could, um, try to sneak out on a train? I mean, your best chance for fitting in would... probably be Manehatten."

The other three gasped as Trevor looked to them.

"What? What's wrong with..." he slowly turned back to the one with blue hair, "'Manehatten'?"

She nodded slowly as Trevor began to lower his arms.

"Moving on, what's wrong with that place?"

The others began to exchange looks as Twilight spoke.

"There's... been terrorist attacks... by Blanks, all over the city. The Equestrian Guard's placed the entire city under Martial Law. Getting in is easy, what with all the relief efforts being directed there, but to get out, you'd need to pass through several magic scanners. And since you don't have one, they'd think you're a Blank, and..."

Trevor looked between the few others in the room, thinking about what options he had.

"I guess... that's a chance I'll have to take."

He turned to the woman who had suggested Manehatten, and spoke.

"What's your name?" he asked.

She stood still for a few seconds before answering.

"C-Coco Pommell," she answered with a slight smile.

"Hold on," Twilight interrupted, "you're not serious about going, are you?"

Trevor turned back to her.

"What's wrong now?"

"Well, there's terrorist attacks, for one, you could be mistaken for one of them, for another, not to mention that I just realized that you're an alien from another world, and we have no idea what could be harmful to you, what you intend to do, nor do we have any sort of clue as to what sort of way that you should even be introduced into Equestrian society," she rambled.

"I think my best bet right now would be to try and blend in, actually. You're looking at this like I'm some kind of actual alien, but I'm not. I'm just some guy that happened to fall from the sky. I mean, hardly something that needs to be brought up with anyone or anything. I'd rather try and make some use out of my time right now, anyways. Besides, I almost got killed a few minutes ago. I don't think I'd be trying anything to put myself in a similar position."

Twilight raised a finger to argue, but found no words to form as she sighed in defeat. As she did, Rarity clapped her hands to gain attention.

"Well, if you're going to be leaving for anywhere, I think you'd want some better attire for the big city, hmm?"

Trevor looked down to his torn slacks and cracked a smile.

"Sure. Thank you."

"Then follow me," she said before turning to the door.

The Conduit took a look back at Coco and motioned for her to follow before walking towards the door.