Portals

Chapter Two: Missing

Twilight has been gone for eight days, now. Only she should know where the portal is. If she was as concerned with planning as she was, she should be back by now. Pinkie had set up the greatest “welcome back” party ever (hoping that this party would jog her memory of all of her friends back in Ponyville). Pinkie had set up several booths for her to eat and drink with her friends. The day waged on, though. She had not showed up today. She would not show up any day. Not until she was found. She would not show up this month. Not until she was stolen.
Twilight was caught.

Kevin just got done watching the latest episode of my little pony, he was going to class when he found the strangest thing. He saw a people hair on the ground just outside of the neighbor’s dorm. Today had been quite strange. He had seen some people around the school not teasing him about his own fan fiction. Nobody had talked to him about anything, really. What Kevin didn’t know was that he was not being confronted, because of what he liked. They had been part of a whole different set of cares.

Kevin would never hurt anyone. He would rather die than hurt somebody, and that was easy given his current position on My Little Pony how could he find the nerve to hurt anybody?

Kevin walked the hallways before going to class in the morning. He had not yet even finished packing his bags when he heard crying. This was no normal crying, though. The very atmosphere of it was wroth with sadness. Sadness that could not be described. A pain, a loss, nothing but sorrow. There was no way to describe the depth at which this cry was. Kevin followed the sound. Out his door, into the hallway, at his friend’s door: he walked. He stopped there. He wanted to cure this sadness. As a proud brony, he would take after Pinkie Pie, and cure all wrong that ailed the world. It was his duty to turn that frown upside-down. But if that meant treading on someone else’s territory, he might offend someone. He thought it over for a few moments. The crying still going on, and even increasing in tone, he decided that due the “good Samaritan clause” FDA code that neglects certain privacy laws, he could come in and try to help this person.

Ponyville was becoming dark. The sky was thundering. The fields turned a dark blue color under the depressing sky. No stars shown tonight. No stars shown any night. Pinkie thought for sure that Twilight had left them foreverrrrrrrrrr. She had forgot them and that she would never remember them. She had really forgotten and there was no way to demolish that belief. Apple jack tried to comfort her friend, but it was no use. Pinkie was in a fit. 9 days had passed. Twilight was not coming back.

Kevin opened the door slightly to see if the girl crying was in sight. That couldn’t be right, though. This was a men's dormitory center. There really shouldn’t be women in here. Why was there girl here? He thought again for a moment and finally decided there might be too many variables. She could hit him. She could complain to the teachers. She could hate him for trying to help her. He couldn’t risk this. He turned around and went back to his routine. Today, he had physics. That class he could not miss. There was something about that cry. He had to check on that person later when she got out of the room.

That night, he settled into the sheets, there would be a long day ahead tomorrow. That big assignment was due.
A week had passed. Kevin had forgotten about the crying. He had forgotten to comfort that person in need, but why did it matter? She was obviously happy by now. Nobody stays sad that long. Kevin got ready for his last day here. The assignment due last week had taken him out of college. He would not be going here anymore. His time was up. He had no more chances. He belonged to the world now.

Kevin finally got to pack his things. Finished packing. Laid in bed. Last night here. Depressed, He fell asleep. Woke up. Crying? Why did I wake up to crying? The same crying as before. How can it be the same voice? How can someone be crying even now? He again thought it over. Maybe, my neighbor had verbally abused her a week ago and just broke up with her. They were girlfriend and boyfriend. He was mean to Kevin quite often. This could obviously only mean that. He decided then that the girl had to be out of his neighbor’s dormitory. He could help her. He could help her get over whatever problem she had.

Kevin didn’t know it yet, but he was about to become a bigger person. A person that was so person, he was not a person at all.
He opened the door, and there right before him was a crumpled person. Perhaps the shortest person in the entire college. So small she was that Kevin immediately decided that he could pick her up with one arm. That was, right before she noticed the door (which was still opening) had been pushed to its current position and she cringed and curled into a fugal position: covering her face in her arms.
“Please.” She asked as politely as possible, but crying so audibly that Kevin could hear every teardrop hit the ground. “Please. Don’t hurt me anymore.” Her voice trailed a little at the end of her sentence.

Kevin thought a very silent thought: “That sounded…” He ended it there before responding. “Believe me, that’s the last thing that -”
He never finished his sentence. He reached to pull her hand away from her face when he felt a peculiar sensation reach his hand. “Hoof?”
The last syllable echoed his mind as he completely removed the covering from the purple face.

Twilight, the purple alicorn had been crying at his door all night. Before he could respond with either words or surprised groaning noises, he had an inner-body experience nobody would ever have. If someone’s heart melted when they saw a puppy crying for attention, then Kevin’s heart had just: A. evaporated or B. immediately turned into plasma.

He then made the following noise: “ahd”. All of this before falling back into his room.

“What do I do?” he thought very carefully to himself.

Twilight still cried outside with tears enough to replenish all of Ponyville for one afternoon. Kevin tried to think. “What might it be that an alicorn princess from another dimension need, that would not cause her to be frightened by me?”

He found nothing in his thoughts. He thought about it. “Why do I keep thinking? Just stop.” He was calm now. He looked back at his bed. The sheets. He finally thought: I could give her my sheets.

Twilight lay outside the door, several scratches across her back and sides and so many bruises that she was more brown than purple. She couldn’t help her tears. She tried every position possible on the floor and couldn’t find a single position that didn’t hurt. The pain. The pain was immeasurable. She would have the same thing tomorrow. He would catch her. He would hurt her. Whether with sharp objects or with blunt, he would hurt her. She covered her eyes again. The person that had just seen her might be her hope. He might end her now. That would do her good, now. She’d rather that happen than another day of this.

Kevin opened the door.

Twilight got ready for a kick in the back. Maybe he went in to get a baseball bat. Twilight prepared for that blunt force too.

Kevin spied the mare cringe as he held the blanket.

Twilight first felt the soft fabric against her mane, then wing, then back. All the way around her.

Kevin tucked the fabric by Twilight’s side.

Twilight out her head under the blanket and prepared again for what was next to come.

What was next to come: “Do you want to come inside” Kevin asked choking back all of his star-struck emotions.

Twilight looked at him.

Kevin gazed into Twilight’s eyes. They once again completely evaporated his very soul. He couldn’t stand to look for very long before wanting to cry himself.

“What are you going to do to?” Twilight begged. “Are you going to hurt me? Why do you want to do this? Why must this happen?” Twilight cracked all of the words. She barely held her sadness out enough to make the words understood.

Kevin heard the words clearly. They brought tears to his eyes.

“I only want you to be happy,” Kevin barely mustered.

Twilight turned her head back into the blanket. If she was crying before, then now she was pouring. There was no way to say the amount of liquid that puddled into the sleeve of the blanket. Kevin stood by and watched. His first tear left his eye and fell to the floor.
Twilight nodded her head slowly.

“Do you need help?” Kevin asked noticing that even though the darkness of the night had taken much of the color out of the hallway, she had a very dark coat. Maybe she had one of her legs broke. Maybe she only made it this far into the hallway, because of that.
Twilight nodded a little quicker this time.

Kevin slowly worked his hands around her and brought her to his bed.

Kevin “slept” on the ground. “Slept,” because he didn’t. Twilight had taken up all of the bed, and he didn’t want to disturb her. He was lost in thought. He stared at the ceiling and thought. “How?” He thought so many things. “Someone had done something to her. Someone had hurt her. Someone had put her in this world.”

Twilight “slept” in the bed. “Slept,” because she didn’t. She looked at the human. The first human besides her friends to not attack her. She had met many people, now. She had been hurt by all of them. She never hinted that she wasn’t sleeping. She didn’t know how generous he was. Maybe he would take it back if she even moved incorrectly on it. Her position still hurt. The bruises wounded her on all sides. Every time she breathed there was one scratch and three bruises that pinched and fought her. It hurt. It hurt less than the ground, but it hurt. She would never feel the ground beneath her feet again. There truly was a whole world of hurt and she was in it.

Kevin tried to sleep. It never came to him.

There was a knock at the door. Kevin went to answer it. It was the head of the university.

“You have to move out now.” Those were the only words she said. She turned and left him there. He hated the idea that he had to leave.
Finally, he closed the door behind him.

“Twilight,” he said.

Twilight leapt to her hooves: hurting her bruised ankle on her way up.

“You might have to go.”
Twilight was crushed and surprised. She just about burst into tears immediately when he said so. Then she did burst into tears.

“No. No don’t do that, Twilight.” Kevin again had a crack in his voice and about cried himself. “That. Twilight?”
Twilight had maybe just found someone that would prevent harm from coming on her and now he had rejected her.

“We can make some way where…” He looked at her face. Her eye refusing to look at his, but tearing so relentlessly.

“You could stay at a hotel with.”

Kevin didn’t know what to say. He didn’t have plans for if he didn’t succeed at his university. Let alone if there just happened to be an alicorn princess that needed help and assistance.

“I could make you a room?” Kevin finally asked her successfully.
Twilight stopped crying as much and asked “Really?”

“Yes.” Kevin still needed to notify the hotel to fit two queen-sized beds, and still had to get her from the dormitory to the hotel unharmed. There was the matter of food. “What exactly do ponies eat?” He thought.
That would be settled. Kevin offered Twilight a first-class seat on the SS luggage. The only disguise that he could manage to get her out of here in.

Twilight slowly made her way into the box with Kevin’s help. She could come out later when all is clear.
So began the journey.

In Ponyville, The clouds began to darken. The portal had been chained up. Nopony was to go near it. The thunderstorms came. The monsters came, and not even Applejack and Rainbow Dash could save the town from atrocities.