The Adventures of Emanon Reynawhe Season 1

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I - The Idea

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       After his friends left, Emanon paced his room. There had to be some other way to kept contact with his friends in Equestria. The spell he was using was just to difficult to do every single time he wanted to go there.

       Every single time. Every single time. If he could just...

       That was it! He had to find a way to make the spell permanent. Right now, though, keeping the portal open was the most difficult part. How was he supposed to do it?

       Just practicing more was out of the question. It took him years to get him to the level he currently was. To be able to keep a portal open constantly would take more than a decade. And that was time he didn't have.

       He had to think differently. He had to go back to the roots. What was a portal? It was a wormhole, a passage through space-time. Why did he need to hold it open? It was an unstable wormhole, and would collapse when he released the energy that held it open. So what was the solution to his problem? A seemingly equally problematic one; he had to learn to create a stale wormhole in about a week. With that on his mind, he went to sleep; he still had not recovered from their last excursion.

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II - Theoretical Physics, Because Trial and Error is Overrated

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       Emanon's first impulse was to go to the books Celestia had given him. Then he remembered that no one in Equestria had done what he was doing, or at least not that anyone had remembered.

       But then, he remembered another resource that he did not have in Equestria: the Internet.

       Not for magic; he had learned enough about that in Equestria. What he needed to know was what were the requirements for creating a stable wormhole. He was out of the realm of magic and into the realm of science.

       As he logged on to his computer, using magic to press buttons and move the mouse, he got an idea. A terrible idea that he quickly pushed out of his head,because it was way too dangerous. But he wrote it down anyway. Instead of pressing buttons laboriously, he could use magically created electrical impulses, and therefore use less energy to work the computer. It would also run faster that way. But that was a distraction. Right now he needed to focus on more important matters.

       When searching, he discovered that wormholes are usually unstable, which made sense; that is the reason that he worked so hard to keep them open. But, in theory, to create a stable one, you needed to make one that was surrounded either by matter with negative mass or use negative energy to create one.

       This created another problem; how do you implement it? This was theoretical, not definite.

       Maybe he just needed to research some more about the negative energy. This seemed easier to him than creating a sizable amount of matter with strange properties.

       He needed all the information possible before attempting it - attempting a thing like this might put him out for two full days. He only wanted to have to do this once.

       (Note: If you want to avoid confusing theoretical physics, skip the rest of the chapter. The only thing you need to know is that he finds a workable method. If you like this sort of thing, or are good at understanding the general idea, go right ahead)

       He researched negative energy, and found a lot of things it could explain, along with what it would be used for, and a description of its properties, but not a definitive description of what it was.

       He then searched for matter of a negative mass. Descriptions of this were even more vague, and it had some problems with rule violations that negative energy did not. He concluded that there would have to be a better explanation of gravity to be sure to any extent. Attempting to create negative energy was the only option.

       He researched further, and found a gem: Hawking radiation. Everywhere, so-called "virtual particles" were created and annihilated constantly.

       If he could capture those negative photons, he would have all of the negative energy he needed. The problem was, the theoretical stable wormhole required tons of negative energy.

       In order to reach the amount he needed, he would have to gather it almost constantly.

       He could gather the particles with magic, but his magic did not work while he was sleeping.

       He thought about this for a while, then came up with a plan; he could create a ball with a perfect mirror on the inside. He would leave a literally microscopic hole in the mirror to insert the particles.

       The ball could really be any size, so in order that it be inconspicuous, he made it about the size of a marble.

       While he was sleeping, almost none would leak out, and he could manipulate the negative particles into the ball.

       The positive photons left over, since they won't have been annihilated, will be free, but it wouldn't be conspicuous, Emanon thought. They would just make everyone's day slightly brighter.

       He started collecting them from the air and directing them to the ball. He needed to start now if he was going to get the massive amount of energy he needed. It was a boring job, but necessary. Now of he could only keep it up all week, then this plan might just work.

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III - Concentration

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       The rest of the day was exceedingly boring for Emanon. Harvesting the virtual particles took a lot of concentration, but was very dull. His mind kept wandering, and he needed the maximum concentration possible.

       School the next five days would take up a lot of his mind, which would mean decreased production. He needed the maximum amount of energy while he did not have to use his mind for other tasks.

       Finally, at around 10:30 at night, he decided it would be more productive to sleep and be refreshed for tomorrow. It was going to be a long week.

       The next day, he used all of his spare time collecting photons. Every single moment that did not need his direct attention, he focused on collecting.

       Teachers would ask of there was anything wrong. He looked distant always "staring off into space".

       The quality of his work went down, and he often didn't pay attention to what the teacher was saying. His advanced academic level helped, of course, but people were still worried.

       He stayed up late each night, collecting every last bit he could. For the first time, he resented school. "If only it were summer," he thought. "I would have finished this in about three days. Not six."

       Time seemed to move slower. Seconds dragged on to minutes. Minutes into hours. Finally, the moment came. He was ready.

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IV - The Setup

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       Now that he was ready to perform the spell, he ha to find a good place, a place that no one would see or suspect. What could be used, that could be easily disguised...

       Mirrors. A bit cliché, perhaps, but very easily disguiseable. mirror surfaces were one of the most easily created magical objects. He could create the illusion of a mirror over the portal, which he would put in the mirror frame.

       This was perfect. He could bond the other side with the oval mirror in his room in the castle.

       Nobody (or pony, for that matter) purposely touches a mirror. A human would get fingerprints on it, and a pony would probably just break it.

       The only problem was getting a mirror on the side he was on currently. Sure, he could technically use his bathroom mirror, but he really did not want to climb over the sink to get to Equestria. He had to make another mirror, next to his dresser. Yes, that would be inconspicuous enough.

       He could make the mirror easily with magic, but the frame was harder. Where could he find a frame that big. His mother had a mirror exactly how he wanted it, but he doubted she would really give it up for his experiment.

      So he went to a yard sale and bought one. (Nothing riveting happened there. It was a yard sale. If you really want to know what exactly happened there and who he talked to, you are probably reading the wrong type of story)

       It was a plain sort of frame, but it was the sort of old-fashioned sort of quality that you only seem to find in yard sales or Equestria.

       He would have time to personalize it later. Doing anything too fancy was worthless if the experiment failed. Anyway, he was pretty sure this spell was going to take all the magic he had.

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V - The Moment of Truth

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       Finally, the moment came. He was thankful that he had been so paranoid when he had left Equestria. He had marked everything, including the mirror he planned to use.

       He started the spell, creating the unstable wormhole as before, placing both ends in the respective mirror frames.

       Then came the part he dreaded, yet was the part he had been studying for all along. He took the mirror sphere, and brought all of the negative photons towards him.

       With great difficulty, he broke the gluons that kept them together.

       Then everything became weird. Fast. He had negative strength, negative magic. Now he realized what he had to do; he directed all of his focus to uphold this side of the wormhole--the home side.

       It immediately disappeared, then reappeared, this time, orange? What was going on?

       His energy completely drained, he blacked out.

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VI - After the Fact

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       He woke up to find all of his friends, including his mother, all standing over him.

       "Should we call a vet or something?" his mother asked, worried.

       "I don't know," said Jennifer. "He's not exactly a normal pony. They would notice."

       "I vote no," said Emanon. "I'm fine."

       "Thank goodness," said Caleb. "I was starting to get worried about you."

       "How long was I asleep?"

       "Correction; you were in a coma for about 9 hours," said Mark.

       "That seems about right."

       "And you were bright orange when we found you."

       "Oooh, that's interesting; I didn't know that would happen."

       "And you didn't think to TELL us that you were doing this little experiment?" he said, pointing towards the portal, which was still orange-colored.

       "Ummm...no?" Emanon said uncertainly. "I guess I was do caught up in all this, that I forgot who I was doing it for. I'm sorry that I neglected you, and I will make sure to letting k ow of any crazy ideas I have in the future."

       "That's better. Anyway, why was everything orange?"

       "Well, I think that the negative energy has something to do with it. I'm not quite sure."

       "Negative energy? So you used dark magic?"

       "Of course I didn't! Why would I do that? Negative energy is a theoretical force that physicists came up with to explain certain things."

       "So you just assumed that what these physicist people said was true without any proof, then you performed a dangerous experiment with unproven material without even telling anyone?!"

       "Well when you put it that way..."

       "Do you realize that if this experiment failed, it probably would have caused an explosion that would destroy half the town?"

       "Umm..."

       "This might have been acceptable in Equestria, but you need controlled conditions on Earth. People could have died. It's not just your life in danger."

       "I see what you mean. I've been extremely selfish. I need to think of other people: how my actions affect others. I won't act so foolishly again."

       "That's better, said Jennifer."

       "So, do you guys want to visit Equestria now?"

       "Did you learn anything?" asked Caleb incredulously.

       "Yes, but all my work will be useless if we don't even try. Also, you didn't really get a chance to explore last time."

       "All right, it's fine."

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VII - Through the Looking-Glass

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       Emanon stepped through first; he wanted to make sure that it was safe. Celestia was waiting on the other side.

       "What did you do to this mirror?"

       "I'm sorry that I did not ask your permission. I created a portal in it, so that I could come here more easily."

       "You misunderstand me. The magic you used; it was--strange. It is unlike anything that I have ever encountered, and it certainly is not magic that I have taught you."

      "I'm sorry that I had no way to warn you."

       By now, his friends, seeing him talking with Celestia, deemed it safe to cross as well.

       "I see. Well, as you may have heard from your own sources, there was a bit of a mishap yesterday at the wedding."

       Emanon started, but kept a blank face.

       "I'm sure Twilight and her friends will want to tell you all about it."

       "All right. Let's go."

       If his suspicions were correct, though, it would have to be a short visit.

       They stepped into his portal to Twilight's library, and knocked. She opened the door, and gasped.

       "I thought that you were coming next week! I didn't prepare or anything!"

       "That's just fine. I didn't warn you. It isn't your fault."

       His friends gave him questioning looks, but he silenced them with a glance.

       "Come in!" said Twilight cheerfully. "You missed quite a lot yesterday."

       "I can only stay for about 30 minutes or so. We have...things we need to do."

       "All right, that's okay."

       When they got inside, Twilight told the story that Emanon knew, but had to pretend not to. Her friends interjected at times. Rainbow Dash was clearly too excited about fighting the changelings. That seemed to be the hi light of the whole day. Getting caught wasn't, though, so Twilight told the rest of the story.

       By now, the time was running out, and Emanon wanted to err on the side of caution.

       They left, promising to come back in a day or two.

       Emanon then led his thoroughly confused friends back to the castle, and back through the mirror.

       When they got back through, it was dark outside.

       "What's going on?" Mark said, unnerved.

       "It seems like Equestrian time is slowing down for the summer."