UNLIMITED

By Flying Sky High

Prologue

The storm raged outside.

Trees were uprooted, and were shot like missiles through the sky; the dark clouds rumbled, thunder flooding the atmosphere.

Rain sliced the air, drilling down onto everything like a million bullets, wetting the the planet to the core.

Inside a little house, near the Golden Oaks Library, huddled in the middle of the living room, was a unicorn.

She was white, with glistening violet eyes and a two-shaded purple mane. Her short tail shook with fear. Her square glasses slipped down her muzzle.

Her name was Supernova.

She was born with her cutie mark, a light blue representation of a supernova. She hadn't known exactly why, nor did anypony else. She was unnatural. Some even called her extraterrestrial, or supernatural. It didn't offend her. She was proud of it.

In a flash, a bolt of electricity shot from a blackened cloud above her, seething with energy. It struck the top of the house, smashing through the roof, shattering all the windows, and lighting the oxygen aflame.

The bolt consumed Supernova's body, unleashing a power yet still unknown to any species ever to exist. Pure energy, which most say is impossible, coursed through every proton, electron, quark, and string in her entire body. She elevated three feet in the air, and screamed. She felt no pain, yet she screamed, mimicking a false agony that was, in truth, bliss, in the form of graviton particles and photons, filling her every cell.

Then, she dropped to the ground.

She lost the memory.

She traveled in her own perception forty days later.

Unaware of her experience and powers, Supernova resumed her life as if all was ordinary.

Those days will soon end, as she will accidentally discover her own energetic connection.

It's an infinite connection.

She, one mare in an ever expanding space-time continuum.

She is UNLIMITED.


Her life flashed by, very fast.

It was as if she had never lived.

Eighty five good years passed, in the blink of an eye.

She was born, and raised.

By her tenth year of age, she had gotten her magic level to the highest in her class.

By her twentieth, she had a degree in Magic. The most elemental; she chose Magic because she could do anything within that category, and not limit her degree to levitation, or teleporting.

By her thirtieth year, she was the proud owner of inNOVAtion Inc., a company that teaches the ways of magic in any way, shape, or form.

By her fortieth year, she had gotten wealthy, and retired early.

By her fiftieth, she had completely mastered all she could know.

By her sixtieth, she had taught four thousand children the ways of magic, and created a college, just for magic itself, called Nova. That's it.

By her seventieth, she was done with magic. She relaxed.

Her eightieth was her last decade, because on August 13th, her eighty fifth year of age, she passed away in a bed of cotton and feathers.

It was a good life... but she was never free.

"The cost of invincibility," said The Voices once, "...is eternal life."

She was shoved back into her life, eighty five years, to the beginning.

And that's where it all starts.

And where it all ends.


Supernova awoke. She was fifteen.

Almost her prime.

She asked, out to the world, "Why?"

There came no answer.

Then, the memories of her past dissipated.

She was a whole new pony, now.

She fulfilled her duty...

And she'll do it again.


She was never to know of her power until this day.

Because today, there was a disaster. An unstoppable one.

But what did 'unstoppable' mean to Supernova? Nothing.

She was laying in her bed, contemplating her life's biggest decision.

"Should I get out of bed?"

She decided she should, and rolled over, her hooves touching the ground.

She looked behind her, at her tail.

Imagine a cat that just woke up, and their tail is all bent down funny, making them look like they came back from the dead.

Yeah.

She had that look.

Her mane, actually, was fine. It's curly beauty was curly and beautiful, as she looked in the mirror.

"Wait, don't you look five times more attractive to yourself than others?" She said aloud.

Hm. Whatever.

She did her morning routine.

She ate breakfast. It was a delicacy, some freakishly gourmet oat flakes in skim milk. Oh, so fancy.

She brushed her teeth. With magic, it was way easier.

She finally looked around, made sure no one was there, then pranced around in circles for about thirty seconds.

Whew. Morning frolicking? Check.

She left the house for school.

As she trotted to the bus stop, she noticed something above her.

It was... (you all should know about THIS sound) ...the sound of an engine... and it seemed to be getting closer to her every second.

She looked up. Oh, thank the Voices she looked up. Or none of this ever would have been documented.

A large, heavy passenger plane was headed straight for the road. By Supernova's calculations, it was going 105.45 miles per hour, at a 34 degree angle on the dot, closi g in at only 3,043 meters in the air at the instant she noticed it, 88 microseconds after it was actually happening. How ... did she know this? There was no time.

She had a sneaking feeling...

That she needed to rescue the plane.

She suddenly jumped.

"WHAT AM I DOING?!"

She flew upward, toward the plane, much to her own surprise.

She clocked 200 miles per hour. She didn't believe it.

But it was happening.

She saw the plane at twenty feet away.

Ten.

Five.

Four.

Three.

Two.

One.

At that moment, she caught the plane.

SHE CAUGHT THE PLANE.

LIKE A BALL.

She drifted the plane to a level degree, and used her magic to levitate it while she flew back down to the earth.

Because she had just flown, caught a plane, and held it, she decided she could materialize a landing pad.

"But this violates the law of conservation of matter..."

A large, asphalt plain of 5000 square meters shimmered into existence, 30 feet in the air. She lowered the plane onto it, and it stayed afloat. A staircase emerged, allowing the passengers a safe way down.

Realizing how much the government would want her, she ran. She ran far, far away. She became known as the one and only...

Unlimited.

She was The Unlimited.

But, the cost of Invincibility is...

eternal life.