Prologue: Mysterious Ability

I can’t tell you how it happened, nor can I provide the answers to the questions that you’re going to ask; the best I can tell you is how this all began or at least how I know it.

Me and my friend Deranged Jack, he and I, we always joked around and played pranks on people, sometimes the pranks were a bit extreme, but come on we were just kids. You can’t exactly expect much from us, unless you’re the victim of our work.
But the true fun was always hanging in our favorite hideout, like all kids we had to have a fort and what better to have one inside a forest. And Jack was someone who always seemed tied with nature, if he wanted a plant to grow, it grew, if a half grown apple tree wasn't ready, It grew extremely fast!.

I only found out a little later, we had our secrets. But secrets always eventually get told, I had caught him causing a vine to grow around our hideout one evening. We planned to meet at this time because it was our annual friendship party as he called it. The time of year at which we became friends, we did this every year.

Though were only kids so our parties were sort of lame, and the only thing exciting was to play out in the dark, something kids usually want to do, but it’s not like that once you find out scary it can be in these woods at night time. Especially since the forest was seriously haunted, at least to me it was.

Anyway, getting there was simple it was like any other time, around the corner I could hear Jack talking to someone, I thought. No one else knew Jack other than me, unless he had other friends he never told me about. I played cool and attempted to peak around the corner to see who it may be, only to see that no one was there.

As I thought, he was just talking to himself until I saw his hand shifting around in a circle pattern around a vine that had been growing on to a tree, I robbed my eyes for a moment to get a better look, although at the time I surely wish I hadn't. It took me about a few seconds to realize just how big the vine was growing and that it was basically alive.

It moved along the tree like a snake, slowing moving along the trunk of the tree, and then into his hand. Stationed on the palm on his hand, it moved up his arm. I slowly admired from a distance trying to not be seen. I was shocked, and maybe a little bit scared, though it’s not exactly a secret that people were able to use magic.
I thought that maybe he knew some kind of spell that allowed him to grow and make the vine come to life; I couldn't really wrap my head around it.

I was only a kid and magic was like something you only knew at an older age, at least something at this level. Especially since we were both still kids, but then I thought, he comes from a family that’s extremely strong in that sense; my thought process was limited, but I came to a conclusion that maybe he was strong just like his family.

Troubled as I was I had thought too much into it, as soon as I came back to my senses Jack was staring at me, at the time I panicked and to make things worse Jack began walking closer to me with more vines stretching out from the ground. Almost like roots of the trees were digging their way out from underneath.

In fact, I’m pretty sure they were. He got closer and I felt a heavy feeling in my gut like something bad was going to happen. He stopped, now standing directly in front of me, at that time I thought it was over. He grabbed my shoulder tightly and leaned in close, my mind slipped at the distance of his face close to mine. He had me terrified. And then...

“The look on your face was priceless, lighten up, Phant,” Jack smiled and laughed out,

I just stood there drawing a blank, and he then looked at me and nudged me in the arm. I sighed in relief, he was just joking the entire time. But as I looked up once again, I regained my fear as I noticed the roots were still moving, he placed his finger on my lips,

“Please keep quiet about all this, I hadn't expected you to find out so quickly, I was going to tell you a little later, maybe after our little evening party. It must be pretty scary seeing these things,” Jack said moving his hand away.

I stood there for a second glaring at the roots that were hanging beside him.

“No, I was just a little surprised is all,” I told him, trying to reassure him that I was fine. Though I knew I was terrified, at least at first.

“Don’t lie, Phant!” Jack yelled. “I know a face when I see one; I was staring at you for at least a minute before you made any slight moves!”

“I can understand your fear especially since were in the dark, and in this forest.”

I’m not sure why, but he seemed upset about it all, at first I was hesitant but I knew he wouldn’t do anything harmful at least not against me, my doubts though still remained

After the encounter I gradually accepted his power over nature, he grew plants, and made apple trees and any other type of plant come to life, though that’s where this happiness ends.

It wasn't long before I found out either, few months after I had found out about his ability; he had an argument with his parents. Somehow they figured out that I had knew, knew about his ability. According to him, someone like me that was nothing but a commoner, I heard how nasty some of the people could be in Canterlot, though not all were bad, living out here though it seemed like it was slightly worse.

Than he got worse, he got more and more distance, and sometimes never showed up on our meeting days, and I began to worry eventually I had the courage to go knock on his door. But I was instantly shot away by his father.

I tried mostly everything I could think of, until 2 months later I came back to the hideout like I usually do, I never stopped going because if by any chance he was ever going to come back, I wanted to be here.

It was silent, minutes pasted before the silence broke between us,

“Phant, I’m sorry; I don’t think I can keep my promise to you,” Jack said with his back turned against me, he made no effort to move into my view, nor did he try too. He simply stood there looking forward having his fists clenched.

“What why, I haven’t seen you in months and this is all you can say to me!?” I yelled, I wasn't angry, I was lost, confused, the only thing I could do was yell, I cared and for the only person I could care for.

“Listen, you were kind to me,” Jack said, “I’ll always love that about you, but I can’t control it anymore, I have to go.” Jack answered stepping forward

“Wait” I said, trying to stop him.

“No, I've said too much!” Jack answered.

before I could even react the roots of the trees and branches closed the gap between me and Jack, the sudden Impact of the soil like a tiny earthquake just occurred between us, made me fall backwards, before I could get a good look in front of me Jack was already gone, and the massive pile up of branches were blocking most of my view.

I didn't stop, I looked and looked, Jack wasn't at any of the hiding spots we used to hide at, and my thoughts then were that he was serious. I searched all day and all night, but no luck, I found myself the next day passed out inside our hideout.

I tried one last time in hopes that maybe it all blew over, when I came into view of his house; I noticed the sudden panic of his parents and family members, everyone was in an uproar. He had gone missing.

Only then after shouts upon shouts did I realize that he was gone. And I was the last to see him, what If I could have made a difference, if I had told them about the problem maybe. But...I didn't, I couldn't stop thinking about what he said, I...was too afraid.

Author's Note

Prologue to the story, Although I'm still reaally neeew to this, there is more to come.