What You Wish For 3: The Book of Earth Pony

Well here it is, after a long wait (almost a week) the third installment in an almost unknown series is finally here. You guys are the best, thanks for everything.

WHAT YOU WISH FOR 3:

The Book of Earth Pony

Chapter 1:
The Setup

A woman with luscious dark hair approached the counter in the prison, her dark classes covering her eyes as she approached the counter and said, “I am here to visit an inmate.”

The man at the desk opened up the files on the computer as he said, “What’s the name of the inmate?”

This woman was quick to respond, without any hesitation she said, “Kyle William Clyde… I’m his sister.”

The man looked at her before punching in a few buttons and saying, “Alright Ma’am, he’ll be with you shortly, please move to the visitor’s area down the hall to the right.” As soon as he said that the mysterious woman was on her way to the visitor’s room. As she waited there, she watched as other families met and either cried for their child or talked about disowning them.

After a few minutes a man came walking in, his face was covered with a cloth bag, he sat down in front of her with his hands cuffed behind his back as well as his ankles. He took a few breaths as he said, “Who are you.”

The woman slowly pulled the mask off as she said, “A disappointed boss.”

Kyle’s eyes were filled with blinding light; he had been blinded by the bag for weeks in shame. As his eyes slowly adjusted until he was seeing a woman dressed in black clothing, her hair was jet black as well as her glasses. Kyle simply blinked as he said without making eye contact, “You think I’m a monster don’t you?”

The woman stared at Kyle, she had to admit she was shocked by his infected skin, where it was supposed to be skin it was either black or yellowish white. Puss filled infected cuts littered his hairless scalp as well as part of his cheek was missing, his skin peeling off as pink juices dripped from under his burnt flakes. The woman blinked a couple of times before slowly running her hand across his face while saying, “Darling… I am a monster.”

As soon as her hand came hear his cheek, Kyle could feel skin once again, not infected flaky skin but skin as smooth as a baby’s cheeks. Kyle began realize who was talking to him as he silently said, “Shadow… it’s been a while.”

Shadow snickered as she said, “Believe me it’s only been a few days to me. Can I assume you still have a grudge… a deep burning hatred for that putrid slime Alex?”

Kyle felt his face once again, as he scratched his new cheek he could feel his nails digging into his skin, infected blood squirting out as he gently pulled the piece of dead skin off. Kyle dropped the piece of black charred skin onto the table as he said, “You don’t usually forgive someone who melted a mask onto your face… someone who turned you into this!” By then he was shouting as he stood up from the table, his robotic eye glowing bright green. Kyle slowly sat down as he said in a quieter tone, “What Alex did to me needs to happen to him… I need to deface Alex himself.”

Shadow rested her hand on his shoulder as she whispered, “It doesn’t seem like you want revenge that bad considering you’re still here.”

Kyle leaned in as he whispered, “You have no idea the inmates I have nearly killed. I never kill because that takes away the pain. Just you wait… I will be breaking out of here soon.”

Shadow pulled her glasses down, revealing her black and red eyes as she whispered, “Well tonight I will be opening the portal to you and any comrade you chose, but chose fast because I won’t be opening this ever again. You failed me once already… don’t fail me again.” With that she pulled a small box of spaghetti from her purse as she whispered as to make sure no one else was heard, “The key to getting out is here.”

Saying nothing more, Shadow stood up and walked out of the room, not even looking back to check on him. Kyle simply stared down at the container, not blinking at all. As he picked it up one of the guards approached him as he said, “Alright, freak. Let’s get you back in your cage before anyone else gets a nightmare.”

*****

A few hours had gone by and Kyle continued to stare at that container, it had his name on it with a broken heart next to it. Kyle got up and walked to the window, contemplating his life and thinking about where he would go after this, his wife is probably dead by now and none of his descendants would remember him or want him. Kyle looked back at the container as he said to himself, “No point in trying to regain a normal life.” Kyle walked up to the container and opened it, his stomach rumbling for he did not enjoy eating the prison food here. Kyle quickly began to devour the noodles and tomato sauce, amazed at how warm it still was. As he downed the last bit of it he read a note on the bottom that read, “Use what you have.”

Kyle looked at the note, wondering what it could have meant. Suddenly as the lights were going out for the night, he began to feel cramps all over him. He could feel his muscles shrinking and expanding, he felt his face tighten then loosen back up. As he got to his feet he began to grunt in pain, as he ventured on into this world of pain he began to shout out loud. He could no longer bear what he was going through and began to slam his fists against the walls. Suddenly the pain left him, he took a couple of deep breaths and looked around; he felt as though he wasn’t ever in pain. The first thing he did as he listened to the guards approach was check the mirror, he quickly approached the mirror and what he saw both disgusted and amazed him. Kyle looked like the hulk, only after dumped in an acid pool. He had grown to be eight feet tall and his head was touching the ceiling, his shoulders had widened by a foot and his neck was thicker than a baby rhino’s. Kyle looked down at his hands to see they were the size of baseball gloves and his feet had torn out of the largest shoes he could find in the prison. His arms and legs were bulging with muscles as well as his chest.

One of the strongest guards ran down the hall, he was assigned to take care of Kyle and knew how to handle the punk. The six-foot seven guard had trained in the military and a black belt in three different marshal arts, he had also spent time as the strongest man in the world. As he ran down the hall he shouted as he approached Kyle’s cell, “Hey freak show, lights out!” The guard pointed his light into the cell in hopes of shining it in his face but all he saw was an abdomen. The guard slowly looked up to see a man more ripped than any body builder could ever achieve on steroids, Kyle simply looked down at the puny guard as the guard said, “What the hell…”

Kyle slowly wrapped his giant hands around the metal bars and with ease he yanked the door from the walls. Kyle slowly dropped the wall as the guard began to pull out his pistol. Kyle lunged at the man and lifted him off the ground with a single hand around his waist. As the guard was held in the air, he fired at Kyle repeatedly in the head. Yet to his horror, Lyle shrugged off the bullets as he said, “Payback time.” Using only his foot and hand he bent one of the bars on the prison door and inserted the guard halfway through, after bending the bars back to fit the guard perfectly, he jerked the door to the right and spun it quickly around the guard. Kyle watched in amusement as the guard’s upper torso was facing the opposite way as a loud snap came from his spine. The guard dropped to the ground, obviously dead.

Kyle turned to face the other guards before charging them, shrugging off the bullets fired in his direction as the alarms blared. Kyle smashed through the doors of the prison and headed for the barrier that separated him from the beach. He looked up to see a guard getting his sniper rifle ready to fire, his cigar in his mouth. Kyle jumped as high as he could before landing on the guard tower, he smashed his fist through the roof and grabbed the guard before jumping towards the rocky beach. As the two fell, Kyle stuck out the guard and watched in joy as the impact crushed the guard against the rocks. After letting the mangled body roll down the hill, Kyle jumped off the small cliff and into the water where he used his new superhuman strength to swim as fast as a jet ski towards Angel Island. Kyle felt proud of himself for being the first person in over a hundred years to break out of The Rock.

*****

Mike was putting the last of his stuff into his bag, he had a mixture of tiredness and relief inside him rather than excitement for things that took this long. As he packed everything he reached for his small desk inside the bunker, on that desk was a photo of his younger sister from three years back. It suddenly hit Mike that it had been three years since he last saw his sister or the rest of his family, he had been fighting in the war for only three years yet was finally ready to be sent home. As Mike tucked the photo into his pocket, he felt another photo. Mike slowly pulled it out to see him and four of his friends smiling into the camera, their military outfits weighing heavy on them. Mike forced a tear back as he said, “Rest in peace, brothas.” He then slipped the photo back into his pocket and headed outside.

As he walked down the landing strip, soldiers on both sides saluting him and his platoon, a man with more badges than you could count walked up and said to him, “Young man, you did a great thing for your country. We salute you and God bless your soul.” The man then saluted Mike; his look said everything about how he felt seeing this soldier leave. You don’t always come across a man who has dodged more bullets than an action hero while in an enemy base.

Mike saluted the man back as he said, “Thank you, sir.” Mike then slowly approached the carrier, the rest of his small platoon of five already inside and putting their helmets on. As Mike approached the plane he pulled his helmet from its strap and placed it on his head, the visor immediately slamming down over his face.

As Mike entered the plane, one of the other soldiers attempted to brighten the mood by saying, “Yo dog, are y’all ready to get home?”

Mike slowly turned his head towards the guy as he said with no emotions, “Five thousand blacks boarded these planes back home, and only thirty are coming back. Now’s not the best time to mock us white boy.”

As Mike went back to staring at his feet, the other soldier shrugged as he said while leaning back, “Jeez… just trying to lighten the mood.”

Another soldier leaned towards the man as he whispered, “He just lost three of his best friends today.”

The soldier turned to him as he said, “I thought he lost his best friends a while back.”

The soldier shook his head as he said, “Nah… those five other guys weren’t close enough to be called best friends. You have to feel bad for him, losing everyone.”

Mike stood up and walked towards them as he said in an angry voice, “Don’t talk like I aint here.”

The first soldier stood up as he said in a frustrated mood, “Look, you’re going to have to let go of all those that were lost because they aren’t coming back.”

Mike was ready to throw one of his fists at the guy when one of the soldiers in the corner said, “Hey guys… do you hear that?” As soon as he said that, everything went silent. Every passenger listened carefully as they heard a faint noise, the sound of trumpets blowing like the ones in Inception.

Mike turned towards the pilot as he said, “Where are we? We can’t be over land yet, we just passed on top of the Pacific Ocean.”

The pilot turned around as she said in a worried voice, “I know what you’re talking about. It’s not coming from land… that sound is coming from above us.”

Mike began to think, his mind going through all the possibilities of what could be making all the noise. His thoughts had to wait though, because the sudden rocking of the ship threw him off balance as he said, “Pilot, what the hell is going on?”

The woman turned around as she said in a shaking voice, “Take a look for yourself.”

Mike walked towards the cockpit, as he looked out the windshield he saw a dark purple and green cloud of smoke and light. It looked to be a few hundred meters higher but was powerful enough to begin to pull the water from the ocean. As Mike stared at this, his mouth agape, he said silently, “Lord have mercy…”

Suddenly the alarms began to blare as the pilot said frantically, “Mayday! Mayday! We are losing control of the ship! We are passing through the Bermuda triangle people, buckle up!”

As the ship began to spin out of control, going higher and higher into the sky, Mike stumbled for his seat and strapped himself in tightly. The crew began to grip to whatever they could as tight as they could possibly squeeze, some were even crying out of fear. While the aerial vessel’s alarms blared and the signals were lost, Mike pulled out the photo of his sister as he said, “I’ll always love you, Felicia.” Mike could hear the sound of the ship’s body being bent and skewed as he felt gravity pull them in odd directions, he could feel both halves pulled in either directions ever so slightly. The pressure went from too low to bear to too high to stay focused. Mike’s head began to hurt more than anything in the world as he felt his skull begin to collapse on him. The sudden change in pressure was making him see stars when suddenly the pressure went back to normal. He was barely conscious when he looked to the side to see the back of the vehicle was torn off as they fell towards a wintery forest, the other half crashing into the forest and causing an explosion. The sudden impact made his seat pop out of its place and fall out the open end, Mike barely stayed alive to watch himself roll in the snow at high speeds. His limbs were like ragdolls as he felt them snap in all sorts of places before falling off a small cliff, as he fell he watched the other half of the ship he was once in crash into the ground and morph into a dented heap of burning metal.

The last thing Mike saw was him falling towards the white snow face first before blacking out on impact.
*****

It felt like an instant later when he woke up again, this time fully conscious. Everywhere Mike looked all he could see was snow, it was somehow the middle of December and midnight when it was summer and mid-day when he left base. A thick plume of black smoke rose into the night sky and blocked out the stars, embers beginning to slowly rain down from the sky as they burned the cloths and other materials the fires were consuming. The moon was shining brightly upon them as it appeared to be closer than normal, Mike couldn’t tell if it was the lack of oxygen that caused him to see a head made out of the craters or if he hadn’t noticed it before. Mike’s first instinct was to get up, but as soon as he made it to his feet his legs bent inwards at the broken points and he fell back to the ground again. His arms were no use at breaking the fall as they were broken to shit.
Mike slowly began to think about what to do next, he assumed that the source of the black smoke was the airship wreckage and decided to crawl there to see if there was anyone else that survived. He hopped to God that someone else survived the crash; he didn’t want to be surrounded by death anymore. But with an impact as bad as that, he assumed the worst for the rookies.

All of his limbs hurt like never before as he slowly dragged himself towards the wreckage, his vision was still blurry but he could make out the shape of a burning plane and pieces of it littering the surrounding area. Mike slowly rolled over as he shouted for help, he couldn’t make any words, he could just shout like a caveman. As Mike began to fade away once again, he watched as the photo of his sister floated down, burnt around the edges but otherwise unharmed. The photo slowly landed on his visor and allowed him to see nothing else but the picture before he passed out yet again.

*****

Alex stood at the top of the hill next to Dash, Applejack, Twilight, Rarity, Pinkie, and Fluttershy. Alex dropped the snowboard to the ground as he said to the girls, “Now I haven’t done this in years so forgive me if I’m not a snowboarding god as well.”

Applejack rolled her eyes as she planted her hooves into the skis while saying, “You aren’t a god to begin with, Lauren is the god.”

Alex turned to the rest of the group to check up on them, Applejack, Dash, Twilight, and Rarity were already strapped in and ready to go. Dash seemed a little grumpy she wasn’t allowed to use a snowboard as her first time going down the mountain, while Pinkie and Fluttershy looked nervously at the hill. Alex hobbled towards them with one foot inside the bindings as he said in a sympathetic tone, “Look girls, I know this is your first time skiing, so I’ll be at your side the entire time okay?”

Pinkie nodded her head as she forced a smile onto her face before strapping in and resting down at the edge with the rest. Once they were all sitting over the edge of the slope, their tails swishing back and forth and bobbing against each other’s fluffy tails, Alex sat down next to Fluttershy as she said in a nervous voice, “Alex… this scary. I don’t think I want to do this anymore.” Before she could say anything more, Alex kissed her on her cold lips, the wind blowing their hair majestically as her face turned red. When Alex broke the kiss, he gave her a smile and raised an eyebrow. Fluttershy hid her face as she said with a giggle, “Okay, promise me you’ll stick behind with me though.”

Alex wrapped an arm around her as he said, “Why would I leave you behind?” Fluttershy smiled brightly as she got up and slid down to the rest of the group. Alex breathed in the cold mountain air, the snow going up to his ankles in white powder (no Charlie stay away). Alex quickly jumped up on his feet as he said loudly, “Alright girls, I know Twilight, Rarity and Applejack have already skied before so you three can go on ahead with Dash and Pinkie and teach them the basics. Take them around the east side and meet us back on this side of the mountain to make sure you remain on the easiest course. Me and Fluttershy will be taking the scenic route so don’t expect us to rejoin as soon as you had hoped.”

Alex watched with joy as everypony but Fluttershy got off their plots and plopped themselves onto the white powdery snow and began to ski away. He watched as Dash and Pinkie would begin to do the splits every now and then and occasionally fall. Once they were behind the thick row of trees, Alex turned to Fluttershy as she said, “So how do you steer on these.”

Alex began to tilt from right to left as he said, “Balance is key in this situation, you need elegance and guts, because to remain in control you have to lean forward.”

Fluttershy got onto her hooves and began to wobble as she said, “Like this?” She then began to apply pressure to the left side of her body and her skis turned in that direction. Alex watched as she quickly got the hang of it, she began to laugh and cheer silently, her mane barely blowing in the wind as she was barely moving at all. Once she began to distance herself from Alex she called out, “Aren’t you going to come?”

Alex smiled at the corner of his mouth, he slowly slipped on his ski mask and goggles as he said loudly, “You’re going a little slow Fluttershy. You might need to move faster.”

Fluttershy tilted her head in his direction as she called out, “What?”

Alex smiled as he quickly realized the two had set themselves up for an action sequence as he shouted in a booming and echoing voice, “Move faster!” Alex turned around to see snow beginning to break off and slide towards him, it quickly grew into an avalanche and Alex jumped onto his snowboard and yelled, “Move Now!” As Alex began to snowboard in slow motion with the intro credits rolling, a certain holiday song began to play, Alex laughed as he began to outrun the avalanche towards Fluttershy. Alex watched as she panicked until he lifted her up with his magic, she slowly opened her eyes to see him looking back at her with a smile on his face. As the two floated in the air, the avalanche slowly began to push them faster and faster down the mountain. Alex began to drop onto the snow as he said, “We’ll be making a right soon so get ready.”

Fluttershy closed her eyes in fear as she cuddled up to Alex as he rode the avalanche. Alex slowly counted down in his head when to turn and as soon as he saw the gap of trees that led to a path he jerked the board right and landed on the path. Fluttershy was shaking out of fear as she said, “It’s a wonder I’m in love with you.” The couple looked behind as they watched the pile of white snow rush by like a train, flattening small plants as it plowed through.

Alex kissed her rosy cheeks as he said, “Don’t worry, we’ll take it slow from here.” Alex slowly let FLuttershy back onto her skis and soon enough the two were slowly moving along the quiet snowy path, the cold air was heavy on them as the sun shined brightly through the trees creating the most beautiful afternoon shadows. After a few seconds of silence and once Fluttershy had stopped shaking, Alex started the conversation, “So how has Pinkie been doing? You know, after the whole Kyle Clyde thing.”

Fluttershy’s expression turned to a slight worry as she said, “Poor Pinkie hasn’t been herself lately, she just isn’t as friendly and bouncy as usual. Maybe she just needs some time to adjust, after all things did change quite fast around here with all the snow.”

Alex smiled as he said, “Yeah, I do have to worry about her even if I know she’s going to be alright.”

Fluttershy looked up at Alex as she said with a curious look in her eyes, “What do you mean?”

Alex shrugged as he said, “I mean, I might not be a god but I have the responsibilities of one. I have to train Lauren to use her magic as fast as possible while making sure that all of Ponyville is safe, most importantly the ones I love.”

Fluttershy nudged her head against Alex’s hip as she said, “By the way, how do you feel about all these responsibilities anyway? You must feel like an adult having to take care of an entire city.”

Alex laughed a bit as he said, “Well considering that next week I will be an actual adult, I don’t feel too different.” Alex began to have memories of his childhood; he began to remember when he first came to Ponyville almost four years ago. He remembered Justin and how he used to be his best friend before he betrayed him for that little awkward period. He then remembered how Oscar turned out to be an imposter and nearly killed their only chance of surviving. Alex began to feel a little blue as he said, “Wow… I sure to have the worst of luck with friends, Justin died, then Oscar died on the inside. I don’t know if I can make any other friends other than you.”

Fluttershy smiled as she said, “Don’t worry, some other human is waiting out there with a heart just as sweet as yours.”

Before their conversation could continue, the sudden sound of an explosion got Alex’s attention. He looked up into the sky to see an unfamiliar aircraft falling in a big plume of black smoke, the pieces of the tail coming off in big balls of fire. A ring emitted from Alex’s pocket followed by Lyra’s voice saying, “Alex, that was not one of my planes, you need to check it out.”

Alex was ready to make a snappy answer when it rang again with Twilight’s voice saying, “You heard her, get over to that thing as soon as possible, we need to save those who made it out.”

Alex slapped his pocket to turn the thing off as he said to Fluttershy, “Well maybe I can find some friends on that carrier. Let’s go.” With that, Alex picked up the yellow Pegasus and took off into the air on his flying magical snowboard (fruity I know but otherwise awesome).

*****

The president looked at the newspapers as a large man said behind him, “Again Mr. President, these disappearances are no coincidences. All of them had a similar event, a large and a dark horse like figure taking them away, the only exception being the aircraft carrier from a few weeks ago.”

The president put the newspaper down to show a man who was almost eight feet tall, his arms nearly tearing up the suit he was wearing. His face had a mask over it to help him remain almost anonymous. The president looked at the picture on the newspaper, it showed a blurry picture of a dark horse like creature with bright eyes holding onto the pope that had mysteriously gone missing that day. The president tapped the newspapers as he said, “You seem to know a lot about these incidences, it’s a good thing my men allowed you to enter otherwise we would not have information like this. Unfortunately this information is otherwise useless if we have no information on where they went, until we get that info we have no real reason to wage war on an alien planet.”

The man was quick to respond and said, “That’s the thing, through my extent of research I have pinpointed the exact location of this planet and all we need to do to get there is build this.” The man pulled out of his small bag at his ankles a large blueprint of a circular gateway with calculations and algebra all over it, physics that today are incomprehensible to the best of scientists due to their futuristic nature.

The president quickly skimmed through the design as he said, “I can probably get a team of engineers together to look over this, just judging by some of the materials needed to create such a large device would probably take about seven years or so. That is only if it is approved though.”

The man nodded his head as he stuck out his hand for a shake and said, “Yes sir, these kidnappings must stop, otherwise you could be next.” Saying nothing more, the tall man turned around and left the office. As he shut the door he opened up his phone and said silently into it, “He bought it.”

The hissing voice on the other end cackled as it said, “Well done, Clyde. Did his guards put up too much of a fight?”

Kyle looked down at the floor to see the gassed men who had died before reaching the now airtight office of the president. He looked at all of them as he pulled off his fume-proof mask and said, “Nah, they dropped like dead puppies, oh and you can kill the hostages, seven years from now the soldiers will have forgotten what they were fighting for.”

All that could be heard on the other end of the phone was the sounds of screaming as throats were slit, the sound of blood spraying everywhere made him cringe and laugh silently at the same time. Kyle slowly closed the phone and resumed walking out of the building, as he walked he casually kicked a mashed up police car out of the way. He was feeling grateful that the president was sitting in a soundproof room as well, the lack of windows allowed Kyle to have full range of chaos to get in. Kyle slowly jumped out of a large gaping hole in the wall and landed on another SWAT van.

Law enforcers began to fire their weapons at Kyle but didn’t manage to penetrate his invincible skin, as he walked past the cars he casually kicked a few cars onto policemen. Suddenly a man shouted from the distance, “Hey big guy.” Kyle slowly turned his head to see a man standing at the end of the road, his suit began to light up with a bright blue as he said, “Just got out of the cryogenics, I think I have an ass to kick before I go back in for another couple of hundred years.”

Kyle slowly turned to face him, he casually bent over and picked up a car and began to crush it in his hands as he said, “And who are you to tell me what to do?”

The man smiled as he said, “The name is Cole O’Reilly, and I think that your strength against mine will be a good workout for my suit.” As Cole stepped forward, his suit flared up in a bright blue light, a helmet quickly wrapped around his face as he said, “Let’s play.”

Kyle laughed silently as he said, “Are you serious? You and your Crackdown 2 outfit rip off taking on me?” As Kyle walked forward, he threw the cop car at Cole, the car spun madly in the air before being knocked out of the way by a backhand from Cole.

Cole charged Kyle as fast as he could; he sprinted hard towards him as he balled one of his fists and got ready to punch. Cole then threw his arm as hard as he could, he used as much of his own strength as well as the suit’s to punch Kyle but all he heard was his knuckles break. Cole looked up to see a disapproving Kyle say, “That punch sucked!” Kyle then wrapped his giant hand around Cole and slammed him into the ground, his fist felt no pain as the ground collapsed under all the force. Kyle kept his death grip on Cole as he wound up and threw Cole into a SWAT van, the van flew thirty feet in the air as it did a 900 degree barrel roll before landing on top of Cole. The last Kyle saw of Cole was his suit’s lights going out as he said, “Go back so sleep for another hundred years and maybe then you will be able to beat me.” Kyle then casually walked away.

Here we are, chapter two will be out when exams are done, I know right? What bullcrap, I wish the exams were over with. But while you wait you can check up my YouTube page for a thirty second butt butter animation I'm making. I can promise it will be a huge success in my opinion. By the way, like track and comment and you will get some love back!