Secret Lightning [REWORK IN PROGRESS]

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

Alright, so I got my copter back together and off the ground again. One of these days, I’ll think about buying some CNC aluminum upgrades for my copters-plastic breaks too easily. Also, I’m trying to find a place that does custom printed canopies/tail fins/blade sets for blade brand copters, I want to make my copter 20% cooler, and maybe make a vinyl scratch copter, considering she’s my favorite. Also, i was at an EPIC party with friends last night.Anyway, I’ve been working on this chapter through most of Sunday , as I have been kind of sick this weekend, and I have just produced the mother of all plot twists, and have been told that that storyline has never been used in a HiE fic before. So I figured I’d work longer on this one, giving you guys a better, longer chapter. I know not all of you have played bioshock, so you may not get some of the things in the chapter. That said, I shall try to explain it as best as I can in the chapter. And to blue comet dude, I apologize for the 3 foot pissed off reply to your comment I sent, I kind of overreacted, but at least I didn’t do what I was going to do at first. Anyway, I got a youtube playlist of PM set up, with at least 2 hours of music, so let’s go.

========================Chapter 2: A Strange New Power========================

“Urggh”

Matt stirred and slowly opened his eyes. It was still raining, and as he had run from under the tree, he was now soaked. He slowly sat up, his back complaining for each inch with a resounding ‘pop’.

“Urrrggh” he groaned again, his head pounding. Wasn’t he supposed to be dead? Hadn’t lightning just struck him AGAIN?

He opened his eyes despite the pounding in his head. It felt like someone had stuck his head in a clothes dryer for about an hour. He looked around, and noticed that he was still on the ground, near the tree he had been under before. Also, he felt…DIFFERENT.

Not different like some part of him was missing, but different like there was something new about him. It felt like he was hooked up to some kind of power source. He felt the electricity coursing through him. It didn’t hurt. In fact, it felt pretty good.

It was then that he looked at his hands.

There was lightning flowing all around them.

He was reminded of a game he used to be quite fond of, called Bioshock. Creepy game, especially the splicers, but there was one thing he really liked: the plasmids. They allowed his character in the game to shoot lightning bolts, ice, fire, insects, wind, sonic booms out of his hands, or use quite……forceful telekinesis.

I wonder, he thought, aiming his hand towards the sky.

He concentrated, and half a second later, a huge bolt of lightning flew out of his hand and went skyward, tearing a hole through a cloud, and nearly missing a cyan Pegasus with a rainbow colored mane and tail, who had just placed the cloud there. Matt recognized her as rainbow dash, fastest filly flier in Equestria, and pronounced weather pony who could clear the sky of clouds in ten seconds flat.

“Hey!” she shouted, descending towards Matt “Watch where you’re throwing that lightning! It’s supposed to go down, not up!”

She touched down in front of Matt, and stopped dead in mid-yell, realizing immediately that he wasn’t a weather pony. Or for that matter, a pony at all. She shrank back more, noticing that his hands were crackling with electricity, and guessed that he had been the one to throw that lightning bolt.

With a small “eep!” she launched herself back into the air, putting as much distance between her and him as possible.

Damnit! Thought Matt. That makes two ponies I have to find and apologize to for scaring. He thought, remembering the incident with Fluttershy earlier.

Alright, if my theory is correct, there’s gotta be a way to ‘put away’ this power. He thought.

So he sat there concentrating. Slowly, the power flowing around his hand started to wane. After about a minute, it was gone. Satisfied, he got up and brushed himself off.

“Now I’ve got to go talk to Twilight again.” He said to no one on particular.

The walk through Ponyville was completely uneventful, with Matt lost in thought, and the fact that everyone was inside for the storm anyway.

He reached the Ponyville library and stopped. How am I going to explain this to Twilight? The fact that I can now hurl lightning? Then again, if she can use magic in extraordinary ways, then I guess I’m not really that different. He snapped out of his thoughts and knocked on the door.

The door opened, but Matt was confused. There was nobody there. Then he looked down. There was a small purple and green dragon standing there, holding the door open, a look of utter bewilderment on his face. After a very awkward second or two, he spoke. “Another human? But...I thought that Twilight said…she was the only one.”

Matt sighed. As much of a patient person as he was, this was really starting to get old. He wished he could use a disguise spell like Twilight, now more than ever.

“Yes Spike,” Matt said with more than a hint of annoyance in his voice. “I know. Speaking of Twilight, is she here right now? I need to speak to her.”

Spike froze. How does he know my name? What does he know about humans that I don’t? Ah, whatever, I’m sure I’ll find out soon enough.

“Sure, come on in, I’ll go fetch twilight.”

The dragon stepped inside the library and disappeared upstairs. Matt walked inside, closed the door and sat down on a chair he had found in the corner, and waited.

About a minute later, the purple unicorn came galloping down the stairs. “Matt!” she cried “spike told me you showed up at the door with a huge burn mark on your back! What happened?”

Matt was confused. “What burn mark?” he looked over his shoulder, trying to get the best view of his back that he could. Sure enough, there was a big burn mark right in the center of his back, and his shirt had been burned and peeled away where the mark was. But surprisingly, there was no wound or anything, just a big scorch mark. “Oh. That burn mark. Well, that’s what I wanted to talk to you about.”

She nodded, and trotted over to the door, locking it. She then dropped her disguise spell, and walked over to him, dragging a chair with her. She sat down opposite him, and waited.

“Well, it started when I walked outside to go think about things. I ended up in the forest, sitting under a tree. As it turned out, I ended up getting struck by lightning. And, well, it…changed me.”

“Changed you? How so?” She asked, now thoroughly intrigued.

“Well, as you did with your disguise spell, it’s easier for me to just show you.”

With that, he stood up and held out his hand. Within seconds, the lightning was back, crackling furiously around his hand. Twilight stood up and took a step back. She was expecting him to show her an injury or something, but this...this was unexpected.

Matt noticed Twilight take a step back, and realized he was scaring her. She may be used to the thought of another human, but not a lightning bolt wielding one he thought.

“It’s okay, Twilight, I can control it. It’s like the lightning is a part of me, and I can tell it what to do.”

“Okay. I was just…I don’t know, I’ve never seen anything like that before. To be honest, it’s pretty cool. Spike would love to see it.”

“Speaking of spike, where is he?”

“Oh, I told him to stay upstairs, he just got back from his official business in Canterlot, and got a little freaked out when he saw another human at the door. I’ll call him down, I’ve got to write a letter to the Princess about this anyway.”

With that, she went and got the dragon, who came down the stairs after her, looking a little worried. As he walked up to Matt, looking him over, he asked “So, what exactly are you?”

“Spike! There’s plenty of time for questions afterward. Right now, I need you to take a letter for Princess Celestia.”

Spike nodded and pulled a piece of parchment and a quill out of nowhere. He sat down, and began to scribble down what Twilight wrote.

Dear Princess Celestia,

Today, I ran into someone most interesting today. His name is Matt, and he was sent to this world after dying, just like me. However, he was struck by lightning shortly after being transported into this world, and has somehow absorbed that power, and is able to control it. I think he was transported into this world for more than simply as an afterlife. I believe he was sent here to help us. But with what, I am unsure. However, I am pretty sure you will want to speak with him.

Your faithful student,

Twilight Sparkle.

“Send it, Spike”

On her command, Spike walked over to the window and opened it. He held the now rolled up parchment in front of him, and sent it. This involved him breathing fire on it, and the parchment’s ashes were swept out the window by a sudden gust of wind that came from seemingly nowhere. Ten seconds later, Spike belched loudly. A rolled letter popped out of his mouth, followed by a burst of magic. This letter had a large “C” seal on it. Matt gave himself one guess as to what that C meant.

“Wow, that was quick!” Twilight snagged the letter out of the air, and began to read it.

To my faithful student Twilight:

You are correct, I do wish to speak with this human. I am sending a chariot led by two of my best Pegasus guards to Ponyville. It will take you, Spike, and this human back to Canterlot. Expect it within the hour.

-Princess Celestia

“Well, Matt, I was right, Celestia does want to talk to you.”

“About what?”

“Not sure entirely, but I think it has something to do with your rather…unique powers.”

Matt was just about to question more, when suddenly there was a knock on the door. Twilight recast her disguise spell as quickly as she could, and went to answer the door. Standing on the porch, was one of Celestia’s royal Pegasus guards.

“Are you Twilight Sparkle?”

“Yes, that’s me.”

“Princess Celestia requests the audience of you, your dragon assistant, and your human friend.” The large white Pegasus said, while gesturing at Matt.

“Wow, you guys got here quick. Okay, Matt, time to go.”

Matt got up and walked out of the library, as Twilight closed the door and locked it. He climbed into the chariot, and the two Pegasus stallions hooked themselves back up to the chariot and took off.

Flying was one thing Matt had never experienced before. He’d flown plenty of RC aircraft, sure, but he had never actually been in the air before.

It was the most amazing thing he had ever seen. The town passed under him in a flash, the air whipping past his face. So this is what it must be like to be a Pegasus, he thought completely free, with not even the sky as a limit.

Before long, they had touched down at Canterlot Castle. They were greeted with a musical fanfare from some ponies with special uniforms on holding trumpets. They stepped off the chariot and were led into the castle by the two royal guards that had brought them there.

The castle was huge, just HUGE inside. It seemed like the corridors went on for miles in each direction. They finally ended up in a big chamber with two thrones sitting on top of a big set of stairs. Sitting in the thrones were two alicorns. One white with a flowing multicolor mane and tail. The other, was black with a flowing blue and translucent blue mane and tail. Celestia and Luna he remembered, from watching the show.

Celestia spoke first “Welcome, Matt, we have been expecting you. You have gained your power very far ahead of schedule. But perhaps that is not such a bad thing. Very soon, in fact sooner than expected, there will be a big predicament in Equestria, something that only humans can handle. Very special humans.”

Luna spoke next “The humans that are now your pony friends, Twilight, when they were mindwiped, we placed a spell on them that when activated, shall awaken them. However, this time, they shall be able to handle the truth, having lived it for years. Also, they will be able to change between their human and pony forms, as you are.”

Celestia spoke again “Matt, before you ask what kind of predicament, I assure you, you will find out in time. But for now, we must train you.”

============================END CHAPTER 7============================

Now I know I said I’d make you wait till Monday, but I was sort of sick today, so I stayed home and wrote this instead. Right now, I’ve got one of my non-brony friends reading this, and even he likes it. Also, I submitted this to Equestria Daily, and was told they’d run it past their pre-readers. I got an email back saying that it’s “identical to any HiE fic, the author’s notes state ‘this is my first fanfic, sorry it sucks’, and a few other things. While it sucks a little to have my story critiqued that hard, I suppose ponychan would be worse. Anyway, I never got told it was rejected, so finger crossed! Anyway, I now have to spend about an hour importing this, as FIMfiction keeps NONE of MS word’s formatting, so I have to italicize everything again, and make the paragraphs separate again. Hope you enjoyed my latest chapter!