Shadows, All That They Seem?

The Old World

"Why is it that all I can think about is 'Shadow Leaper?' said Vincent Summer, an 18 year old brony, part of the local "Brony Association." Now, Vincent was and average teen, except that he was a brony. He was talking to his friend, Jennifer Santiago. She always goes by the name Jenny though. She was very open minded when he 'came out of the stable,' as she called it.

"I have no idea, but whatever it is, I also do not care." Said Jenny. She gave Vincent a look of pure boredom. He scowled at her, and she finally stopped looking so bored. "What if it is a sign, maybe a long gone ancestor, or maybe you are just going crazy." She said with a smirk. Vincent wasn't amused. He paced back and forth, and Jenny was starting to get dizzy watching him.

Later that night...

"I don't understand this at all! Why can't I think about anything else!" Said Vincent. He laid in his bed in his apartment. As he was laying down, he heard a buzz. It kept getting louder and louder, and Vincent couldn't figure out what it was. Then he realized what it was and face palmed. He picked up his phone. "Hello?" Said Vincent. No answer. "Hello?" Still nothing. Vincent hung up the phone. "Probably a prank caller." Said Vincent. What he didn't realize was that it was a radio transmission for elsewhere. The transmission was intercepted by his phone.

End of Prologue... Next up! Chapter 1!