Hey there my little readers (LOL!). It's a me, The master of the game! (LOL! (again)). So, I am still alive, but school's a big moth*******r, and my schedule is crappy as hell. But still, I am glad to bring this new story to you, my precious readers.
On a side note, I have to say that I can't wait to finally watch EqG: Rainbow Rocks. I kinda missed the theatrical run, so... *sheepish grin*
Anyway, I hope you'll enjoy this new story, and remember to leave a review. I don't care if it is criticism, I am publishing here because I want to improve, or else I wouldn't be writing for you at all. But please be respectful, and do not insult me or my work.
Now, on with the show iao wieo [my friends]! (By the way, those last two words were in Coranthan.)
Stars shone brightly beside the glorious and beautiful full moon. Below the celestial body, ponies were either stargazing or taking a walk in the cool night air. They were oblivious of the menacing shadow slowly creeping across the night sky as they kept doing their nightly activities.
On the balcony of one of the highest towers of Canterlot Castle stood Princess Luna, guardian of the night and Alicorn responsible for the Moon's movements. However, her attention was currently on something else than her Moon. She had noticed the shadow, and was monitoring its movement.
Suddenly, the beating of wings startled Princess Luna. She turned around to see the Captain of the Night guard land on the balcony she was on. She let out a sigh of relief before going up to the stallion who was taking his helmet off.
"What is the situation?" She asked, a tint of concern in her voice.
The stallion shook his head to get his mane out of his eyes. He then looked at the Princess of the Night before speaking with a deep, rough voice.
"Everything is normal. There are no evidence of any villainy anywhere. I wonder what that shadow means?"
Luna pondered what the Captain of the Night guard had told her for a few seconds. It was unsettling, and Luna's growing fear did nothing to ease the Princess' mind. She then looked at the stallion, her decision taken.
"Keep doing regular patrols. And alert me or my sister if anything comes up."
The stallion gave Luna a nod, then he put his helmet back before taking flight. Luna watched the stallion fly away for a few seconds before going back to watching the shadow. She let out a sigh.
"I hope this does not mean harm for the inhabitants of Equestria..." She said in whisper.
. . . .
The sun was already high in the sky, and birds were singing and chirping. From a room on the second story of a huge mansion came the sweet melody of a piano. As the melody ended, someone applauded the pianist.
"Good. You have made some astonishing progress, dear." An old woman said.
Sitting in front of the baby grand piano, a girl about eighteen in age looked at the old woman and smiled.
"Thank you, Miss." The girl said.
She wore a pale pink summer dress and brown boots. Her long, blonde hair was untied and hung down the back of the girl, reaching her kidneys. Her emerald eyes closed in happiness.
"This is all for today, April. Same time next week." The old woman said before leaving the huge room.
Once the woman was out of earshot, the girl let out a sigh of relief. She got up, pushed the bench of the piano back to its original place, then she left the room to go to her room, which was just across the hallway. Once she was in her room with the door closed, she finally said what she had on her mind.
"I hate this." She said with a sigh.
She went to her desk, and sat down. She took one of the books resting on the top of the desk and brought it to her. She opened the book where she had left the exercises. She read the question aloud.
"'Complete the sentences with the correct verb and verb tense.'"
She took a pencil and began the exercise, but after only one sentence, she put her pencil down. She looked out her window, and let out another sigh.
"I hate this life. Why can't Mom and Dad see that? I just wish I could live a normal life."
She let out a sigh, then she went back to her French exercises.
. . . .
The sun was high in the sky. Across the urban landscape, one could see the shape of a boy around the age of eighteen running across the roofs of the buildings, jumping from one to another. The boy was wearing a back zip-on hoodie, black, torn-up denim jeans and white sneakers. Slung on the boy's back was a backpack filled with all of the boy's manuals and notes for his classes.
The boy jumped down from the roof he was one, landing on his two feet and cushioning the fall with his legs. He straightened up, then resumed his frantic running towards the college he was going to.
"DAMN IT! I HATE TO BE LATE!" He yelled as he ran, as if he wanted to give himself an additional motivation to run faster.
The boy kept running for ten minutes before he finally reached the front doors of the college. He stopped for a few seconds, panting and struggling to regain control of his breathing. He grabbed the door handle and opened the door, walking in.
On his way to his class, he came across a few other students. He swerved around them, keeping a quick pace. As he reached the door of the classroom where his class was to be held, his cellphone rang. He answered the call.
"Yeah?"
"This is an automated message sent to Jean-Philippe Lapierre. One of your classes has been canceled today. The class is~"
The boy, named Jean-Philippe Lapierre, closed his cellphone. He didn't need to hear what was the class canceled as he only had a single class. He let out a deep sigh, and he slowly made his way back to the front doors of the college.
As he grabbed the handle of the door, someone called him from behind.
"Hey, JP."
JP turned around, and smiled as he saw one of his friends coming towards him.
"Hey." JP replied with a small gesture of the hand to greet his friend.
. . . .
Twilight walked down the hallway towards the throne room of Canterlot Castle. As soon as she had received Luna's letter, she left Ponyville and came to Canterlot. She walked in the empty throne room.
"I am glad you came as quickly."
Twilight turned around, startled. She let out a sigh of relief as she realised it was Luna who had spoken.
"I came as soon as I received your letter. What is the problem?"
"We believe Equestria might be in danger."
Twilight looked horrified at the Princess of the Night's revelation.
"What kind of danger?"
"The kind that even the Elements could not solve, if they were still in your possession."
"Then what do we do?" Twilight asked, worried.
Luna turned around.
"We will need some outside help. You remember the mirror?"
"Yes, I do. But what does it have to do with it?"
"Nothing. But the help we need will be coming from another human world."
. . . .
April was laying in her bed, looking at the ceiling of room. A thought had been running all over her mind during the day, and she was more and more convinced that she had to do it. No matter what it took.
She got up and went to her closet. Neatly folded in one corner was some clothing her mother found 'simply horrendous and unfit for a young girl'. Said clothing consisted of a dark grey hoodie, a plain white tee, torn-up denim jeans and her brown boots.
She took the clothes out of her closet. She quickly undressed herself, changing into the hoodie, tee and jeans, and she left her pajamas on the bed. She then went to her desk, grabbed the dark blue backpack resting on the side of the desk, grabbed some of the books, some of her art gear, and her wallet. She zipped the backpack, slung it over her shoulder, put the boots on, then went for the door.
As her hand touched the handle, she froze. Was she forgetting something? Yes...
With a sigh, she took out a knife. She opened it and grabbed her hair. She cut her hair roughly, getting them at shoulder-length now. She closed the knife and put it back where it used to be, then she tied the hair she had cut and threw it on her dress.
She opened the door, and quietly made her way out of the mansion. She began walking towards the city, not knowing where she should go.
. . . .
JP walked in the small apartment he shared with his mother. Sounds came from the TV set in the living/dining room. He walked to the couch where his mom was sprawled out on.
"Mom?"
She raised her head at the sound of her son.
"Yes, honey?"
"I'm gonna go to a friend's house so we can practice our music me and the guys."
"As long as you come back alive. See ya later, honey."
"See ya, Mom."
JP made a quick detour by his room to drop his school bag and grab his most prized possession, a black Strat by Fender. He carefully put the guitar in its case, then took the case and left the apartment.
Outside, he carefully slung the case on his back, then he began running towards the brick wall of the neighbouring building. He jumped, putting one foot on the wall. He pushed himself away from the wall, turning around mid-air and repeating the pushing until he was on the roof of the building, where he took a sprint towards the edge of the roof. He jumped, clearing the gap between the two 5 story high buildings as if it wasn't even there.
"I LOVE parkour." JP said, panting.
He ran across the roof, jumping from roof to roof. Eventually, he reached the park marking the edge of the neighbourhood he lived in. Said neighbourhood was considered by most as a ghetto because of the many poor family, high crime rate and numerous gangs.
JP slowly walked to a picnic table. When he reached it, he put his guitar down on the table and pulled his hood, which he always wore, back, revealing pointy ears standing almost on the top of his head. He stretched hs arms, his ears rotating a little. Then, something moved in a bush, causing JP's ears to turn in the bush's direction.
"Is anyone here?" JP asked.
As he received no answer, JP slowly walked to the bush. Hiding in it was a girl with a dark grey hoodie. She got up and looked at JP with a sheepish grin while JP cocked one of his brow.
"My name's April."
"JP."
An awkward silence fell between the two. After some time, April broke it.
"Are you a hybrid?" She asked.
"Yeah. Fox hybrid, actually."
Another awkward silence fell, but it soon vanished as April noticed the case on the picnic table.
"What's in this?" She asked as she pointed at the case.
"That's my guitar."
Then, the sound of an engine slowing down reached the two teenagers' ears. JP smiled as he recognized the sound of the turbo engine.
"Yo, JP." The driver of the car said. "Who's the chick?"
"Shut up. Are ya gonna take me there or what?"
"Just get your ass in the car."
JP made his way to the car, a white Mitsubishi Lancer Evo IV, followed by April. As JP was about to close the door on the front passenger side, April found the courage to talk.
"Can I come? I kinda have no place to go."
"Why not?" The driver said.
JP signaled for April to get in, and once all were strapped in, the guitar in the trunk, the Evo IV took off and went down the streets of the city.
. . . .
The trip took less than twenty minutes, and JP and his band were now playing with April as their only spectator. They finished their song and April applauded them.
"That was awesome! I wish I was half as good as you." She said.
"Ya think? 'Cause Frank's tempo was off, JP missed a few notes, S was playing an octave too high, and I screwed up with my drummin'" D, the driver of the Evo IV, said.
"Come on, D. We weren't that bad." S countered.
"Yeah, man. I think we were good for once." Frank added.
"How about we play somethin' different from what we usually play?" JP asked.
There was a unanimous agreement, and JP thought for a few seconds.
"How 'bout 'Prisoner of my mind'?"
Again, they all agreed, and they were soon playing the song in question, which was a rock song. When they finished it, April did a standing ovation at the band's performance.
"Thanks!" All the band members said in unison.
. . . .
"Alright, Twilight. Let us begin." Luna said.
Twilight nodded, and closed her eyes. Luna soon mimicked her and closed her eyes as well. Both of their horns slowly lit up with their respective auras. When each of their horns was entirely encased, they shot a beam at each other simultaneously. The two beams collided, and the two auras mixed with each other, creating a small sphere of blue and magenta.
Luna opened her eyes, and her mouth curled up and morphed into a smile.
"We did it, Twilight Sparkle! We successfully casted the spell!" Luna said.
She stared at the sphere, unaware that in a garage in another dimension, two teenagers, oblivious of their destiny, were about to experience a whole new world.