The Adventures of Emanon Reynawhe Season 1

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I - In Hiding

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       For the first time in over half a year, Emanon began to realize the true repercussions of his transformation. He was always hiding something, always concealing his true self from view.

(This looks familiar)

       He had some relief at school, but he was always nervous, always looking around for some unfamiliar face that he had to hide from. His "human form" worked well, but each time he bent space in that way, it got harder. And harder. Soon it would be just as difficult to make an inter-dimensional portal.

       Mostly, he avoided human interaction period. It was much safer. But he felt like a wanted man. Pony. Whatever. Still, what happened next? The obvious choice was to abandon Earth and move to Equestria. But to abandon his family and most of his friends. And his five best friends-what would they do? Would they come with him, never to return. They didn't belong in Equestria. Not really. Ponies in Equestria were quite durable. His friends could be easily killed in an accident considered minor in Equestrian standards. No, he couldn't just run away from his problems.

       Still, how would he be able to disguise himself in the future. He thought maybe an invisibility spell, but traditional invisibility spells were unbelievably hard, and bending space around him would leave him...where? In the void? There had to be some other way.

       In the meantime, the best he could do would be to teleport away. The traditional way, without portals. With portals, he would already have to be moving to get away fast enough. Traditional teleportation had its uses. Celestia forced him to learn it first before he learned it any other way.

       Also, normal people could discount flashes of light as something else, as opposed to a dark void closing up behind something. That would arouse much more suspicion.

       It would have to work for now. The next step, though, was to figure out why in the world, or any other world, for that matter, the disguise was getting so hard to reproduce. Magic usually got easier as you practiced it, not harder. But that was for another day. Sleep would help. Sleep clears the mind in the most magnificent way.

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II - Boredom

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       Emanon woke up the next morning, refreshed. It was a Saturday. He didn't have to do anything today. He could just stay at home and relax. He had forgotten how important it was just to stay at home, with nothing to do...who was he kidding? It was way too boring.

       He went downstairs, and for something to do, made some eggs and toast for himself. Since he had been so busy lately, he had mostly been eating grass in the morning, and was surprised at how good it tasted to actually have variety in his food.

       His mother came down for breakfast.

       "Oh, fancy seeing you down here. It's kind of lonely eating breakfast alone."

       "I'm sorry. I've just been making myself so busy, I guess I've forgotten to spend any time with you."

       "I understand. It's okay. But it is nice to see you again."

       "Is there anything I can do to help with, well, anything?"

       "Why do you ask?"

       "Well, you see...I'm...bored."

       "I see."

       "So..."

       "I suppose you could do the shopping for me. It's not exactly that exciting, but-"

       "Perfect."

       He started to leave, then stopped and turned back.

       "Where's the list?"

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III - A Secret Revealed

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       He walked to the store, glad to do something. At least it was useful. Sure, it was a bit hard to keep up the disguise, but anything that got him out of the house was great in his eyes. The store was only a few blocks away. He lived in a small town, so it only took a few minutes to get there.

       There were only a few items on the list, and it should have been easy. He knew the store well. The difficulty came with his disguise. It took more and more effort to keep it up.

       At last, he gathered all of the items in the cart and went to the register. He lived in a small town, so the owner knew him. As he ring up the items, he began to talk.

       "It's nice seeing you here, Miles. Very thoughtful of you to do your mom's shopping for her."

       "Yeah, I guess."

       He was barely paying attention to the conversation. All of his attention was on keeping human form.

       "Ever since your father passed away, she's had so much to do. It's mighty nice of you to help her out like this."

       Emanon looked up, surprised. "What?"

       His form flickered, then went steady again as Emanon refocused.

       "What the--?"

       He saw. Emanon threw down the money his mother had given him, grabbed the groceries, and ran, reverting into his pony form as he did so.

       The grocery store owner looked in shock as the kid he knew so well turned into a navy blue unicorn, groceries floating out after him. He had to be going crazy. He had to.

       He went home, pondering the events, and holding the money he had been paid with, along with the receipt. If he had been hallucinating, why did he have physical evidence? Something was fishy, and he was going to figure out what it was.

       But how could he prove his sanity to anyone. No one would believe such a ridiculous story. Except--

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IV - Flight

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       Emanon raced back home through hardly-used streets and alleyways. He was safe. There was no way anyone would believe the store owner's story. It would be too ridiculous. That fact had always saved him in the past.

       Even the receipt wasn't any proof of anything. It wasn't exactly a picture ID. Nothing could prove that...Oh, he was so stupid! The store had security cameras. Everything he did was recorded on tape.

       He couldn't stay here. He had to go someplace safe. But first, he needed to go home. Tell his mother what had happened.

       Then he stopped himself. Why was he running back home? He mentally slapped himself, then made a portal back home.

       He dropped the groceries on the kitchen counter.

       "You're back a little early. Did you find everything? You look stressed. What happened?"

       "The store owner saw me."

       "Well, that's normal. It's not like you're invisible."

       "No, I mean, saw me as a pony."

       "Why did he see you like that? I thought you were disguised."

       "It's been getting harder to do, and he distracted me enough for me to revert."

       "Well, he has no proof...security cameras?"

       "Yep."

       "Well, you can't live here anymore. We have to find a new place to live."

       "No, I have to find a new place to live. I don't want you to get into any trouble just for me."

       "But--"

       "I don't want anything to happen to you. I will visit. I promise. It's quite easy for me."

       "Okay. It's your decision. I just hoped we would have a bit more time together before you had to leave."

       Emanon hugged her. "I have to go find my friends. I will stop by back here before I go."

       "Goodbye!"

       "Goodbye."

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V - Betrayal

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       The grocery store owner took the relevant security tape home with him. He needed as much proof as possible when he went home to tell his family. Everyone would think he was crazy otherwise.

       He went home and put the tape in the VCR.

       "Someone strange came into my shop today," he told his family. "It looks like Miles, but if you watch the whole thing, it isn't."

       His wife and son say down and watched the video. Afterwards, his wife was understandably shocked, but his son seemed to be indifferent.

       "Yep, that makes sense," Luke said.

       "What?"

       "I've seen him like this at school. He got transformed somehow, and he just knows how to disguise himself. Apparently, he messed up."

       "But this "transformation"; was it ever explained?"

       "No, I don't think so..."

       "He's been acting a bit differently lately, hasn't he?"

       "I guess he has."

       "What if this "Emanon" isn't a name change? What if he took over Miles's body?"

       "So you're saying he's an alien? That sounds a bit far-fetched."

       "You're saying MY explanation is far-fetched? At least it makes some sense. You seem to be saying that a little kid's show is not only real, but someone transformed into a unicorn for no reason at all. Even if you're right, if there is a possibility of a hostile force spying out the place, don't you think someone should know about it? Just in case."

       "Well, when you put it like that..."

       "We should come forward with this tape. We could have an invasion on our hands."

       "Now it seems even more suspicious. Their leader, Princess Celestia, even came here for a day. And she seemed very interested in our history books."

       "Seeing how advanced we were. Our defenses. We have to report this immediately. Something could happen at any time."

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VI - The Chase

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       Emanon teleported directly to each of his friends' houses. He needed to tell them as soon as possible. It took a lot of time to explain to them the situation. Too much time. He should have been prepared for this. Made a contingency plan. Something.

       It was made even harder with the fact that they all wanted to go with him into hiding. That would never work. He, of course, wanted to protect them from what he considered to be his problems. Also, how would he explain to their parents where they would be going or why. None of them even knew that he was a pony. And he was sure that their reaction would not be a positive one.

       After he finished, he was exhausted. He had had to use his disguise to talk with his friends. He didn't want their parents to have an unexpected surprise. He barely had enough energy to travel home to say goodbye. He appeared in front of his door, and was greeted with an unpleasant surprise. It looked like he had been found out.

       He was way too tired. He couldn't even manage to make the simplest kind of portal. So much for advance planning.

       He bolted. At least he was a pony. Running, he was almost as fast as a car. Key word almost. And he could only keep it up for about three minutes. He could dash off into the woods, but that was useless. He was a threat to "national security". He hated that excuse. As soon as they knew he couldn't be caught, they would start shooting. And he was a large target.

       He had to hope he could lose him by other means. Means that would block a line of fire. He ran towards the city, running along alleyways too narrow for a car to travel, but they had the advantage of numbers. Cars were stationed everywhere, and in a few minutes, he was caught. Exhausted, and with absolutely no magic reserve, he collapsed on the ground and knew no more.

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To Be Continued

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