The magic of the future

by Swatriot

Rating: everyone
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Length: 1435

A Sequel of my first story placed 30 years in the future! Have a sneak peak! If you dare...

This is based 30 years in the future!

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2016-05-24 15:55:31 UTC

The Magic of the Future

Midnight

It was Midnight, the stars were bright in the sky. The moon, A ball of soft greyish-White. A figure was sitting below it, he was an insectic like being, With Grey metallic wings, His hooves were black, With holes in them too, his eyes were a deep cyan. He just sat there looking at the moon, Waiting for something to happen. He sat upon soft grass, Nothing could bother him, not even the wind of a hurricane could bother him.

He just sat there, Sat there with a calm expression on his face, looking at the moon. He sat there till dawn, The golden sunrise was behind him when he got up and troted down the hill, Back to his home; a cave in the side of the mountain, It’s opening agape, like the mouth of a beast, opening to eat something.

He walked in holding a lantern with his magic, As he kept walking the walls Opened more, the ceiling raised higher. He entered a Huge cavern covered with rare gems, He walked to the side of the cavern, Not interested in the rare jewels. A secret door opened and he went in, the door swung closed behind him with a Quite bang. “Welcome back, Digital” A mechanical voice said. Another figure was in the shadows at the back of the room.

“Hello Cyro, hows that Joint doing?” Digital said as he put down his things. The room was small and rugged, Shaped from solid stone with picks and soft sanding to keep everything smooth and not sharp. It had what every house in this world had: A bed, a kitchen, A bathroom, even a living room.

Digital jumped onto the bed and sat there looking at roof of their makeshift home.

“Good, other than the sharp pain I get when I move it.” The mechanical voice replied, The figure moved out of the shadows, He was a Metallic being, Made out of metal, but shaped to look life like, The only differences, was his eyes and wings. His eyes were cut circles that moved in and out to match his emotions. His wings were more noticeable,  The pegasus like wings had sharp points at the end of each joint, making them like a weapon themselves.

His fur was snow white, eyes were a sunrise gold, he also had a mane and tail the colors of snow and midnight mixed to make a mesmerizing pattern.

“I didn't find anything to help you, but let luna’s light guide us, and hope for the best.” Digital said with a sad smile. He picked up a picture of two ponies, One was a soft black with sky blue eyes and a dark cyan mane. The other, a female pony that had a long light brown mane, deceiving blue eyes, and a full body suit of pitch black. “I hope they come back one day.” He mumbled. His eyes closed, soon there was a soft snoring filling the room. Cyro walked over beside the bed and pulled out a little mattress, he slowly laid down and, he too closed his eyes.

Morning

       Bleep bleep bleep, an alarm clock went off in the little room, waking both cyro, and digital Whom never gets up by himself. “What do you want for breakfast?” Cyro asked as he started up the stove.

“I'll have eggs, that's all.” Digital replied with a depressed look on his face. He sat down at the table and levitated plates and silverware over and sat them down on the table as neat as he could, which was very bad and rugged. Cyro got an egg out of the fridge and poured the contents on the frying pan. It started to sizzle when it hit the hot metal surface.

“You seem depressed my friend” Cyro said as he was cooking breakfast

“Tells me what's wrong, and I'll try to help” he added as he turned off the stove and sat down next to digital

Digital started to sob “I miss midnight and razorsong!” He replied while eating his breakfast. He finished it in an instant and started talking again. “Why did they leave, why did they go to war?!?!?” He continued. “Why did Queen Clover have to go to war?!?” He started to heavily sob.

“Well, I don't know why they left to go to war, But I know that they will come back one day.” His face grew sad. “One day” he whispered as they both went to the living room, and laid down on the couch. They started to have a conversation about why the war was happening again.

Noon

Digital and Cyro had both fallen asleep on the couch while they were finished with their conversation. Cyro was the first one to get up, He got off the couch softly, being careful not to wake digital. He went to the back corner and grabbed something; A magnum pistol, Fully loaded and ready to fire. He went to the door and opened it. “Sorry bud, but I have to do this.” He whispered to himself, and walked out, carefully closing the door behind him. Walking out of the cave and into the sun and fresh air.

Digital woke up on the couch and looked around confused. “Cyro, where are you? Digital said a little bit louder than normal. He got up and started to searched the carved hidden chamber. When he finished, he had found nothing leading to what happened to Cyro. He assumed the worst, and swiftly grabbed a black cloak and his “7.62mm AWC G2” Sniper and ran out of the hidden chamber into the cavern filled with precious gems and jewels. Ignoring the gems, he sprinted out of the cave, Disguising into a pegasus with orange eyes, red and orange flame patterned mane, and coal black fur And wings, on his way out. “I have to find him” he said to himself.

When he got out of the cave, he headed right, sprinting to the village of “ponyville”. He started to pant halfway there, running out of breath quick, Fatigue finally got hold of him as he slowed down to catch some breath. “This is a longer run than I remember.” He said aloud while panting. He had just started to trot to town when he saw movement out of the corner of his eye. He slowed down again to catch his breath, and rest for a little bit.

He closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep because of his exhaustion. Then a stranger came out of the woods, she had a full mech suit, High tech and powerful. A soft sky blue color radiated from the mechanical suit as she pick digital up and softly laid him down on a cart, and started to pull the cart into the woods, the trail slowly disappearing behind them.

Dusk

    When digital opend his eyes he saw the sky was a beautiful golden-pink color as the sun set, he tried to get up, but there was something holding him down. He looked around at what his limited vision could see, struggling at the same time to get out of his bondages. He saw Dark trees, a stone of a cave, and a unnatural soft sky blue glow On the stone wall.

“Oh, Your finally awake, It's been like 3 hours” A disordered voice said. Someone walked over to him and placed a hoof in his mane.

“You’ve shouldn’t have been out here so late.” The voice continued.

Digital Struggled some more while trying to free himself.

“Let me go!” Digital yelled. Dark cyan flames engulfed him s he changes back to his original form. “Let me go or else you will regret being alive!” He continued, still struggling. Digital’s Magic flared up with a Bzzt, and he teleported out, as he did this, his cloak and grabbed his “AWC G2” sniper.

He shot it blindly out of fear. “What do you want with me anyway.” He asked angered. Aiming the barrel at the attackers face. To his surprise, the attacker was in a full mech suit, the unnatural glow was coming from it.

The Hydraulics of the mech suit start to Hiss as they move toward digital with unimaginable speed. As this happens, digital fires his weapon with an ear shattering Bang. The bullet leaves the barrel and hits the target right in the chest, The bullet bounces off the suit like a rubber ball, and propels back at digital. The Pony inside the mech punches digital, knocking him out once more.