Parawhat!?

I take aim and-

The bold wizzes off of the small weapon and through the air. It hits my foe in his gut and breaks through the cheap layers of fabric. The ,special, bolt bounces off of Stephan and smoke comes off the tip, and off of the point of contact. He falls in a heap a couple yards away.

" You see Stephan I learned a little trick, from accidental experience, with a copper rod and a battery. You have been through the fifty watts, the whole life of the battery.

I lookat the pile of rags that was my foe and say smugly," Stay down before I pull another, or even a normal bolt".

I step over the fallen ginger and start out of the ally when I hear," Good one McColt, you know I've been trying new things also. I prefer curses though", his gaze darkens as I turn to see him, unfazed, and an invisible cloak of power is among him.

" I know your one of those brain dead Bronies so you may enjoy this," sparks formed at his fingers as I stared in horror of what he might say.

And at the same time I am filled with anger. He called the greatest fandom I know brain dead. He better watch his back when this is over. And when it is I will throw him to the police. Stupid Stephan... Thats all he is.

Ok, ok... Calm down. All he is gonna do is some stupid card trick.

" You are now cursed, will be sent to the world of many a mans dream. But the punishment may not look as it seems".

Sparks danced off his fingers and towards my shoes. I tried to flee but found myself unable to do so, as the sparks grew nearer. They came in contact and sped up, doubling their speed. I soon found myself completely consumed in white brilliance.

Whats happening! This is crazy! I'll get you for this Colman!

The sparks dissipate and I find myself in a white void, alone. I feel so light and delicate, but also bursting with power. My skin bursts with pain as I scream in agony.

The pain stops and I'm breathless.

" Hello", my only reply is silence.

I hear voices. I understand nothing I hear, but they seem feminine.

I try to speak but the words won't come out. So much confusion, so much... Nothing. I try to run towards the voices but all I achieve is running out of breath, I can't tell if I even moved. I take off my bolt bag and leather jacket and crouch. I jump to my feet, with a rush of an unexplainable sensation running through my limbs.

All stops.

I'm so, so tired.

"Oh Luna", I scream as I black out.