Swift's Home ~ 9:30 pm

It had been a few hours since Swift had arrived at his new home. During those few hours, he organized both the items that he bought and brought with him from Manehatten. He looked over his living room, smirking at his work before heading to his bedroom.

'Let's see... tomorrow I have to buy some groceries, start looking for a job...' Swift started to list off in his head before being interrupted by a yawn.

His bedroom was very barren, with the exception of the bed with the nightstand. There was also a mirror close to the bed, as well as an alarm clock and a lamp on top of the nightstand. Sooner or later, he was going to have to make the house a bit, but that was for another time. Currently, one thing was one his mind: Sleep. He climbed into the bed and put the covers over him, where he immediately fell asleep. Little did he know, the day that he moved to Ponyville was the last day he was going to live a completely average and ordinary day for a while.

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Swift woke up with a start. He was no longer in his bedroom. Instead he was sitting on a couch in a blue room that had a desk right in front of him. He looked around the purple room. Even though it looked just like a normal room there was something that felt off to him. Like there was some sort of magical power in the room. It was then that he heard someone clear their throat. He looked in front of him was noticed that he was not alone. Sitting at the once empty desk was a bipedal creature with a long nose, a hunched-looking back, and bulging eyes. The creature looked at him and spoke the words:

"Welcome to the Velvet Room..."

The Velvet Room

"The Velvet Room?" Swift repeated, feeling both confused and slightly intimidated. "What do you mean? What is this place? Who are you?"

The creature interrupted him putting his hand up.

"You will come to learn more in due time, Swift Gale" the creature simple replied. "Do not be alarmed, you are still asleep in the real world. My name is Igor and I am delighted to make your acquaintance."

"Wait, how do you know my name?"

Igor snapped his fingers and summoned a piece of paper. It floated in front of Swift face as he quickly scanned through the paper.

"A...contract? Why are you showing me this?"

Igor chuckled. "Look closely at the contract. Doesn't it look familiar?"

'Familiar?' Swift thought to himself, reading the through the contract carefully.

His eyes widened in both shock in confusion.

"Wait, that's the deed to my house. Why are you showing me this? Better question: how did you get this?"

Igor chuckled again. "This is not the actual deed. The real deed is still filed away safely in the real world. This is but a copy of it that I pulled from your memories."

Igor snapped his fingers again, causing the parchment to disappear.

"The moment you signed that deed, you also signed a contract to be a guest of the Velvet Room."

"What do you mean that 'you also signed a contract to be a guest of the Velvet Room?' I don't get it."

"You see, the Velvet Room is a realm in between mind and matter, separating dreams from realities. By signing this contract and moving to a different home, you've assigned yourself a very particular fate, as well as made yourself a resident of this very room."

Swift was still baffled at the odd creature. The very words coming out of Igor's mouth, made more and more question pop in his head.

"Your appearance in here means that there is something in danger of completely obstructing your way of life, as well as many others. However, your appearing here also means that you have the potential to stop such danger, which you shall awaken to within time."

Before he continued speaking, he waved his hand over the desk between the two, making cards appear on it.

"From what I can see, you have a very interesting destiny ahead of you. I'm interested in watching this destiny of yours, as well as help you along with that destiny."

Swift didn't get it. His appearance in this room meant that there was something that could destroy his life as well as the life of others and he had the "potential" to stop such a thing? He was just a normal weather pony. Nothing more, nothing less. Before he could ask anymore questions about anything else, Igor spoke up again.

"It seems we are running out of time. Day is approaching for you and we shouldn't keep you any longer. However, this will not be the last time you see me. The next time you see me, you will have awoken to your power. Farewell for now."

Suddenly, Swift was hit by was wave of sleepiness. He felt the deep embrace of sleep cover him as his eyes slowly closed...

Swift's House ~ 8:30 am

Swift's eyes opened slowly as he stirred from his sleep. He sat up, rubbing his eyes with his hooves. Just what was that surreal dream that he had last night? That weird creature and his entire explanation about the lives of everyone being destroyed and the destiny thing. No matter how many times he replayed the events in his head, he denied that fact that had even happened... even if it did feel so real. Swift looked over at his nightstand to read the alarm clock, which currently read '8:30 am.'

"8:30?!" Swift exclaimed, literally jumping out of bed in a panic. "I'm going to be late for my first day on the job!"

He made a mental note to think about his dream later and focused on getting ready for his first job was a weather pony in Ponyville.

Author's Note

Okay, so this took a bit (shouldn't be writing at three in the morning). I feel like this is very mediocre, so please give me any advice necessary so I can improve later chapters. Anyways, thank you all for reading and I hope that you enjoy! Later!