The Equestria I Was Promised

The Equestria I Was Promised

Chapter Two: Opening the Portal

By: TheCrazyAsian A.K.A. Feasttalon

Black, that's all I can see, never ending black; then again it would help if my eyes were actually open, though not by much. I open my eyes and my pervious assumption is confirmed, nothing. "Hey Matt! When're you gonna be done with that damn circuit breaker?" I shout in no specific direction.

"I'm almost done! Just give me a sec you impatient asswipe!" I hear him shout back from somewhere behind me. Every time! Every damn time I try to turn on that piece of crap it pops a breaker and shuts down all the lights! If he actually did his damn job right this wouldn't be happening would it.

I turn to the direction I heard his voice coming from and yell back at him, "Hey, don't call me an "asswipe"! You're the damn electrical engineer, it's your fault this thing doesn't work!" After a few seconds of no response I hear a faint click, then the lights flicker and turn back on. About damn time. I take a look around to check to see if anything's broken; everything seems alright but there's a really out of place cable that's just sitting in the middle of the room.

There's the sound of footsteps and Matt rounds the corner back into the the room. "There, you happy?" he says rather bitterly.

"I'll be happy when you get this damn circuitry right you retard," I reply. Yeah we might be friends but we're not always all so friendly.

"If you're so smart why don't you give it a try?" he tells me.

That arrogant piece of crap. "What you think that your fancy smancy "electrical engineering" degree makes you any better than me? In case you haven't noticed I'm the one going to med school!" I tell him.

"You aren't going to med school, you're not even in college yet!" he says.

"You know what? Fuck you! Give me that damn soldering gun! It can't be that hard if you can do it," I tell him, a smirk no creasing my face. He glances around and finds the soldering gun, holding it out to me as if it was some sort of priceless object.

"Here you go your majesty," he says. I can detect the slightest hint of anger in his voice. He's doing his best to hide it but he isn't doing a very good job at it; much like the job he did on the soldering. I swipe it from his hand and walk over to the white portal in the middle of the room. I flip open the panel on the side of it and; I don't know. I got nothing. It looks like a fucking jungle of wiring in there.

I want to just randomly soldering just to seem like I know what I'm doing but a part of me is too scared of what might happen. I don't even know how the fuck to use this damn thing. It seems as if I'm holding some sort of alien tool; made by some extraterrestrial race with technology eons ahead of what I, or the rest of humanity, can even dream of.

"Fuck you," I whisper.

"I'm sorry I couldn't hear you."

"I said fuck you," I shout at him. I wind my arm back and throw the soldering gun at him. He has to dive forward to keep it from hitting the concrete floor and shattering into innumerable pieces.

"You need to work on your upper body strength man. You're never going to get a girl with those twigs you call your arms," he taunts me. It's how it goes between us. I call him stupid he calls me weak. I call him moronic he calls me a nerd. So on and so forth, ad nauseam.

He walks towards me and says the one fucking line that annoys me the most, "I told you so." I just walk back towards the small chair on the side of the room and sit there while I watch my friend tinker around with the wires. Man it's so hard to stay awake, maybe I should just do this tomorrroooo-.

"Wake up. Wake up. Wake up! Hey wake up!" My eyes shoot open and I instinctively flail my arms out at random. What the fuck is going on. I look down and see Matt crouched on the floor with his hand on his cheek. Fuck, I did it again. "Nice one fucktard!" he yells at me.

"Hey, this isn't the first time this has happened. You should know you shouldn't wake me up by shaking me, go jump down a well," I tell him.

"Well, with that attitude I might just take all the electrical work out of here and you can go rebuild it by yourself," he taunts.

"Yeah, yeah. You think you've got this right this time?" I ask.

"Yup. I'm sure of it," he says.

"That's what you said the past 15 plus times," I say under my breath.

"Okay, I would suggest you get behind the safety glass," he tells me, "Also, put these on." He hands me what seems like a pair of lab goggles only with the transparent plastic colored in with a sharpie. It looks like a five year old made these.

"Wait a minute. Why is this the first fucking time you've given me these?" I ask him.

"To be honest, I redid some of the equations I did before and the reason I think this hasn't been working is because I forgot to carry the 1's on a few of the equations. One of the equations was how luminous the portal was going to get and it turns out that if it had worked before you might have been blinded for about a week," he tells me.

"You incompetent buffoon." You'd expect me to be angrier at him for almost making me blind for a week but truth be told much worse has happened to me when working with him. For example the soda bottle carbolic acid incident of '61.

"Yeah, yeah. Just get behind the damn safety glass." With that statement he walks off into his control room/bunker. I don't get why I have to stay out here right fucking next to the damn portal. If this thing blows I'm probably gonna get turned into a pin cushion.

I half run half walk to the other side of the room where several large panels of what my friend calls "Heat tempered shrapnel resistant safety glass" have been turned into a rather small looking cube extending to the ceiling. I put the goggles on and immediately the smell of sharpie markers overtakes me senses. If an explosion doesn't kill me the fumes from this pair of goggles will. The lights shut off. Very dramatic atmosphere.

There's the sound of static as the intercom he installed turns on. Yeah, he bothered to install a fucking intercom system. "Okay, I'm turning it on in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. Let's jam!", after that I can't hear him. The only thing I can hear is a loud whirring sound, the same sound I've heard before. I'm starting to wonder why I'm not wearing earplugs. But this time there's something new along with the old noise, I can't describe it but it's different. It's a more subtle deeper sound than before that's mixed in with the mechanical whirring I've heard before. Maybe he did get it right this time.

I can see slivers if light coming through the goggles, only this time instead of a pure white light it's more of deep blue. My favorite color, thought I'm not sure if this is a coincidence or if my friend somehow programmed the color. Then again if he did than he would have made the portal green instead of blue.

"Hey, Hey! I think we did it! I think it worked!" he shouts over the intercom. Oh my god, it worked it worked! After three years I've finally managed to do it! I've opened up the portal; I've done it! Now the only thing to do is to jump though. Throw all caution to the wind and go to the promised land! Go to Equestria!

End Chapter Two