The Adventures of Emanon Reynawhe Season 1

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I - Captured

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       Emanon woke up in a high security jail cell. This normally didn't bother him, but right now, he was too exhausted to escape. He knew what they planned. He would be transferred to some secret lab somewhere to "study" him. Probably painfully.

       Of course, he would be able to teleport out in an hour or so. No one could hold him for long.

       He could just unlock the door, but there were probably guards everywhere. He wouldn't get far. He still unlocked the door, just to unnerve whatever guard came to get him.

       In about ten minutes, a guard came around to bring him somewhere. He had a large cage on wheels: a movable prison.

       "Okay, are you awake yet? You're going on the road now."

       "Let me guess; you're going to bring me to a higher security prison. Or a lab. Maybe even both at the same time. Bonus!"

       The guard started, surprised at the perfect English. Then he shook his head and unlocked the door. But it was already unlocked.

       "What the--"

       "I don't like locked doors. I took the liberty of unlocking it for you before you came. It saves a bit of time."

       "How--"

       "Magic."

       "What?"

       "You heard me. What, you didn't notice that I'm a unicorn? People have zero observational skills nowadays."

       The guard turned and ran, coming back a few minutes later with backup and a strange looking device. And a taser. That was the relevant part that Emanon missed.

       When Emanon came to his senses, he had a strange device on his head. He was in the back of some sort of van, and it was dark. Extremely dark. He lit up the place with his horn. Except he didn't. What. It didn't work. That was almost the simplest kind of spell. Why was it failing? Oh. The device that was harnessed to his head was obviously covering his horn. He undid the straps. Except he didn't. Uh oh. Did they really...yes, they did.

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II - An Unexpected Friend

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       How did they find out that rubber was a magical insulator? Well, they could have just guessed. It was an electrical insulator, so it was worth a try. Anyway, it was annoying. Amazingly annoying. He was trapped. Actually trapped.

       The van stopped. He was led out into a very large building. In the middle of the desert. Great.

       Normally the desert part would be irrelevant. But now... He might be able to do it. Might. If they were in a small desert. Nevermind, it was impossible. Without his magic he was stranded.

       Finally, the seriousness of the situation set in. What would they do to him? Would he survive the process? What should he do now?

       They brought him to another cell. Oh goody. Another one. What was he supposed to expect?

       By this time, the sun was setting, and the desert turned cold. They locked the door of the cell, and a night guard took his place outside.

       Emanon pondered escape options. Grand total: none. All the options seemed to involve magic in some format. He didn't exactly have hands. Brute force was out of the question. The walls were reinforced concrete. And even if he escaped the cell, what then?

       He decided to talk to the night guard. He had to get some sort of information. What did these people think he was? What were they going to do to him?

       The guard started when he started to speak.

       "You can talk?"

       "Of course I can. Why did you think I was in here?"

       "I assumed they were just investigating a creature they found. Unicorns are supposed to be mythical. I'm not really supposed to ask too many questions about these things."

       "I thought I was in here because I'm a talking pony."

       "If they know you can talk..."

       "My disguise was blown--"

       "Disguise?"

       "Human form. My old self, before I became a pony."

       "Became--?"

       "It's a long story."

       "Well, I'm not going anywhere, and I doubt you are either."

       They talked through the night. Emanon told him his story. He didn't know why. it was just so nice to have someone to talk to about things that were going through his head for quite some time. As he told his story, Mike, the guard, grew more concerned. When he finished, Mike spoke up.

       "When you first spoke, I was a bit bothered. I knew you were sentient, and imprisoning you was wrong. But now I can see your character, and you are no alien-which is what I now think is the reason for your imprisonment. They must think you "took over" your old self. No one could just make up a story like that as an excuse. It would be unbelievable. They have no legal right to keep you here."

       "I doubt that they would listen, though."

       "You're right, they wouldn't. You have to find a way to escape."

       "I can't; not without my magic. And with these electrical security systems, you can't get in here, either."

       "Tell me--how does the rubber stop your magic?"

       "It's an insulator."

       "No, that's not what I mean. Is the rubber itself immune to magic? Or does it just stop the travel of it?"

       "It stops the magic from traveling outside it. Why does this--"

       "Then just melt the rubber itself."

       "What?...why was I so stupid? Of course! The only thing I CAN affect IS the rubber."

       He performed a basic heating spell, then removed the harness when there was a hole in the rubber.

       He opened a portal back home. "Thanks...friend."

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III - Comfrontation

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       Emanon checked the area, then went inside. He still didn't want to be seen. His mother greeted him at the door.

       "Thank goodness you escaped. You can't stay here, though. This is the first place they'll look."

       "I did get caught. But I escaped. It doesn't matter now if they find me. I can always get away."

       "I wouldn't get so confident. You can't get away if you're unconsious."

       "Anyway, it's a lot safer for me than before. I just have to make sure I'm not drained."

       "What are you going to do now?"

       "I know I could escape to anywhere, even leave this universe, but I don't want to live in hiding, and I don't want to leave my friends. I'm going to have to play the diplomat; I am going to try to reason with them."

       "Do you think that they will listen to reason?"

       "Not the agency sent after me. They have to follow whatever orders they are given. I have to go higher. I have to go to Washington DC and see the President."

       "And what gave you that crazy idea?"

       "The President is the most, well, human of the military, and he is powerful enough to protect me if he really does believe me. Trust me, there is no one person that could be better. And if things go badly, I could just teleport myself out of there."

       "Suppose this is a good idea; how are you going to get an audience with the President in your present condition?"

       "I'll just have to teleport into his office, and hope he has an open mind."

       "There are security cameras everywhere; the Secret Service will be in there in about one minute after you arrive."

       "Then I'll have to make a good impression before then."

       "Do you realize how risky this is?"

       "Yes, I do. I want to do this, Mom. It's the only way."

       "Good luck then. Be careful!"

       "Goodbye!"

       "Goodbye."

       "But first, could I look at Google Maps for the coordinates?"

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IV - Acceptance

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       The President sat at his desk, signing papers. When he ran, he expected something much different. He filled out paperwork all day every day.

       He wanted to make a positive change in this country, but all of the bureaucracy and red tape seemed to get in the way. He was bored. Exceedingly bored. If only something interesting would happen. Just once.

       At that moment, a shimmering blue oval expanded in the center of his office and something jumped out of it. A navy blue unicorn.

       "I want to know why your men have been trying to capture me. Is that any way to treat an ambassador?" He would sort out the official part later with Celestia.

       The President pinched himself. Hard. When he finally convinced himself he was not dreaming, he responded.

       "What was that?"

       "Why are your men chasing me?"

       "Well, I have no memory of sending anyone."

       "Don't give me that. There is some sort of secret government agency after me. Don't tell me you don't know about it."

       "Well, if you really are an ambassador of...what?"

       "Equestria."

       "Where is that?"

       "You'll have to call off the Secret Service agents about to burst in here."

       "All, right. I will. By the way, you have excellent hearing."

       Emanon began opening the portal to Euqestria. The president immediately saw the difference.

       "What the--"

       Emanon finished. Since this was not a permanent one, it took great concentration to keep it open.

       "See, this is Equestria" Emanon said through gritted teeth. "and this is Princess Celestia."

       Understanding what was happening, Celestia looked at the President sternly. Other than charisma, Celestia had no clue why someone like this was the ruler of a nation. What a sad state this world was in.

       Emanon let go of his magic, and the portal collapsed.

       "May I remind you that imprisonment without cause could be and would be considered an act of war? We want to live peacefully as friends, but we will not stand for the current treatment of our people."

       The President was paying full attention now.

       "Of course. I will...make sure all of our people are...informed of this new situation. My apologies."

       "I just wish that I didnt have to resort to those measures to ensure our safety."

       With that, he left. He was now confident in his safety. And the safety of future Equestrian visitors. He knew the President would keep his promise. For all he knew, all ponies could open up portals between worlds. He could end up with an invasion. But Emanon hoped that it was for more friendly reasons that the President would keep the peace.