Secret Lightning [REWORK IN PROGRESS]

==================SECRET LIGHTNING==================

Well, I dunno what day I’ll be publishing this, but it’s official: shit got real. Also, I read Coal Buck’s latest chapter, and while I am going to comment as soon as I get home or find wifi, I have one thing to say: I regret nothing. So, my friends are going to help me with my Dash copter idea, so hopefully soon it should be done. I will upload pictures to facebook when it’s done, so for those who have added me, you will get to see it. Also, it’s SO fucking hard to type when I’m on the bus, not because of the movements of the bus or anything, but because there are two people on it that have large headphones, and play music loudly. They usually also fall asleep, so try sitting on a bus listening to conflicting songs by Justin Beiber (ugh), or some other pop music without nearly throwing a Chuck Rage. By the way, that term comes from a person named Chuck that I know, that threw a fit one day-and a chair. It was really funny to watch, but I was just glad I wasn’t on the receiving end of that anger or chair. Thankfully, I had my laptop and headphones, with plenty of good dubstep on the hard drive. Anyway, today was uneventful, so I’ll shut up now. My friend once told me that the author’s notes are not facebook, but I think it’s good to tell my readers about everything interesting that happened in my day, even if they don’t find it as interesting as I did.

==================Chapter 21: Father Figure==================

“D…Dad?!?!”

The man in the throne chuckled again. “Not quite Matt. I am known as The Eternal.”

“But…what about my dad?”

The man stood up and stepped out of the shadows. As soon as the light hit his face, Matt could clearly make out the face as none other than his dad. “As you can see….SON,” He seemed to spit out the word, as if in disgust, “I AM your father.”

“But….” Was all Matt could manage. He was so confused. His father was The Eternal? And for that matter, how did he get here? And if he was The Eternal, how long had this been going on? Because that would explain a lot, actually.

The man was starting to approach the group rapidly now. But before he reached Matt, Celestia only knows what he was going to do, the man yelled in pain and collapsed to his knees, shaking violently. The next words he spoke were very short, forced out, said through gritted teeth, in Matt’s father’s voice.

“Matt…this thing…is…is in my head. My thoughts…not my own. For…for many years it’s been in there. I can’t…I can’t hold it back forever. But I can…fight it…when I have to.”

Matt’s father was fighting it, indeed. The tentacles of darkness restraining them to the ground were beginning to weaken a bit. The one across matt’s chest loosened just enough that he could get his arm back and reach his sword. He drew it from its sheath, fire already spreading across the blade. He slashed upward, cutting right through the solid darkness as if it were butter. The two halves of the tentacle (ok, really, due to the high amount of ‘I’ve seen enough hentai to know where this is going’ comments I’m BOUND to get, I’m just gonna call them pillars. Okay?! And I’m serious about the comments.) hit the ground, dissolving into a puddle of blackness that seeped into the ground, disappearing. He jumped to his feet, slashing through the pillar that held his legs down just as he did.

He was now standing over his father, who was on the ground convulsing, holding a flaming sword. He could have simply killed him, it would have made him feel better for all the years his father was an ass to him. But he couldn’t. He just couldn’t strike down his father, no matter how much he hated him. He just couldn’t. So instead, he used his earth powers to form similar bindings out of rock, keeping his father pinned down while he released the rest of his team. As they all stood up and shook themselves off, a cracking sound could be heard. Like stone breaking.

“Matt...” strained his father “I can’t…..fight it anymore…it’s winning!”

And then he was gone, replaced by that monster again.

Matt’s father, now back under control of The Eternal, easily broke through the stone restraints like they were paper. He laughed, watching the humans all struggle to their feet. “Really now, did you honestly think that would hold me for long? You should know me better than that by now.” He teased, while levitating himself back to his throne, his whole body radiating a shimmering dark purple power. “But now, you die.”

As he was speaking, Matt heard a couple gasps from his team. He sealed his helmet and activated his 360 degree view, not wanting to take his eyes off that…..thing that was his father. Well, sort of his father, at least in body.

What he saw was quite disturbing. A huge army of undead was behind them, but this time it wasn’t as easy as simply humanoid ghosts and skeletons. Oh no, this time it was much worse. There was a manticore skeleton, a dragon ghost, which was breathing black fire out of its nostrils by the way, several thousand human skeletons, and ghosts of everypony from the safe house. Even Scootaloo. Matt’s heart sank down to his feet in sadness, but then raised back up into his chest in pure rage. This creature, whatever it was, possessed his father, apparently several years ago. Matt guessed the purpose of the timing was to drive a wedge in between them, as the two had been very close at one point. And now, it had taken the lives of his friends, the ponies among him, and everything that he had held dear. Well, almost everything, but he wasn’t about to let that happen as well. He had already lost her once.

He looked at the ghost form of Scootaloo, and was quite disturbed. Her hair (mane) was falling out, her skin missing in patches, and in her eyes, he saw nothing but blankness, covered over by an unholy rage.

He sheathed his broadsword as the giant army started approaching them. He already was crunching the numbers, with a little help from his helmet thanks to the mental link. They were only covering the exit, and why was there any point to cover any more than that? It wasn’t like there was any other way out of the cave.

He shrugged off the confused looks from Paige and the rest of the group, and grabbed his shotgun.

“Matt, are you seriously….?” Twilight tried to ask, but before she could, something interesting happened.

For a second, he was just standing there, holding that Remington shotgun, looking mighty foolish against a huge army of undead. But then, a flicker of fire ignited across his hands, slowly spreading to the shotgun. Soon, the entire thing was aflame, the flames flickering and licking angrily. However, that wasn’t all he was doing. Seconds later, a large bolt of lightning, larger than the one on his blade when he had done a similar thing earlier, joined the fire, arcing angrily as well, arcing and jumping off the gun in random directions, as if eager to go. Also, a column of water rose up and joined the other two, intertwining and fusing with the fire and lightning. Then, there was a dull whining noise (as I have said before, like a jet turbine firing up) and the lightning took on a distinct rainbow color, as did the fire, until the gun in his hands was nothing more than a mass of rainbow lightning, fire, lightning, and water.

“EVERYBODY GET BEHIND ME!” he yelled, not leaving any time for second thoughts.

The second everyone was safely out of the blast zone, he aimed the gun at the approaching army, who looked a little perturbed at the sight of his gun. “I’m so sorry, Scootaloo.” He whispered as he pulled the trigger.

FFFWWWWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE         BBBBOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The blast of pure energy that rocketed out of the gun blew EVERYTHING back, all the ghosts and skeletons flying back against the walls, or the unluckier ones went rocketing out of the cave into the air. However, according to a man named Issac Newton, there are laws about this kind of thing, and no amount of magic or any other power can stop them.

So, according to this man’s third law, um, yeah, no one was really safe. But it was better than the other option.

The entire group of Matt’s friends went flying in the opposite direction, flying into the back wall of the chamber. Their armor flexed to absorb the shockwaves (did I mention there were about 6?), and the sonix sponges in their helmets sealed to protect their ears, sure, but that didn’t mean they were safe. Matt was unconscious before he even hit the wall, that blast having drained so much energy from him.

All nine of them slammed into the wall in rapid succession, actually managing to leave indents in the stone. The chamber rumbled, and cracks started to form on the walls and ceiling. Seconds later, large chunks of rock started falling into the cave, completely filling it, effectively sealing it off from the rest of the world. And under those chunks of rock, nothing moved.

==================Point of view change: Luna==================

Luna flew towards the mountain, the same one she and Celestia had sent Matt and his company to. On her head, was a modified version of the helmets they had given Matt and company, but was differently shaped to fit her head, and had a hole in the top for her horn to fit through.

She had just reached the area the mountain was in, when she heard a dull whining noise coming from the cave. No, it’s not possible she thought, no one has ever pulled off a full element blast before and lived through it. She sped towards the cave as fast as her wings would carry her.

But she was already too late. With a large boom, there was a rainbow flash, and several skeletons went flying out of the cave in random directions, staying airborne for a very good distance. They were chased out of the cave by a wall of fire, water, lightning, and rainbow shockwaves. Seconds later, she saw the cave collapse on itself. Everything inside was buried in rock and other rubble. She landed swiftly in the mouth of the cave, the only part of the cave not filled with rubble, and started digging, her magic lifting up pieces of stone 8 at a time and tossing them out of the cave. Within a few seconds, she reached the host body of The Eternal, lightly injured and unconscious, but alive. She imprisoned him in a cage of pure energy and went back to searching.

Eventually, she came across the forms of the group of nine. They had pretty much saved the world, but at what cost? None of them moved. A single tear rolled down her cheek as she bowed her head.

==================END CHAPTER 21==================

Lol, cliffhanger deluxe this time! also, if that wasn’t bad enough, I’m thinking about maybe making another human in equestrian story that is more…..realistic, so to speak. Well, more along the lines of what would more likely happen if a human showed up in Equestria. But I’m not sure i'll be able to update this story anymore, ya know? *sadface* also, if you want to know why i was a little late with this chapter, here is your explanation http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HFUIiUDaU\_Q&feature=g-upl&context=G2c423c5AUAAAAAAAAAA