A/N: For those of you who are trying to give this story a chance it is not going to be as flowery as you think. This is the chapter where Summer's real adventures begin. Her whole story is not all about having it all and living in the lap of luxury. In fact she learns that in this story.
Chapter 4: It's Time
A few hours have gone by since Brian has dropped me off at my loft which has been quiet and I have spent two of them in my room sobbing and sleeping. Just to think that I had put in all kinds of effort to prove to Liza that I loved her like a sister only to be bitten by a snake. Not only that she's been working for that horrible group of terrorists who create nothing but genocide and make others miserable. So why am I even crying at the shock when they finally fessed up to me? After all they had told me countless falsehoods about not being involved with the HLF while I some how knew the truth deep down. I just have never wanted to accept it is because I have been lonely and I had wanted a friend. When it boils down to things, Liza wasn't much of a friend to begin with. For starters she was always making sugary and sweet comments that sounded friendly but came with a poisonous sting that would hurt me or push my buttons. Other times she would become way too showy with her husband by cuddling into him and putting on a great big smile of haughtiness. Not once had she given me a compliment or really looked over joyed to see me. It was always about Liza.
I get out of my bed and hesitate even more. Why have I even bothered to stay here at all? If I knew that Liza never really liked me in the first place then I would have completed the ponyfication process a long time ago. Above and beyond the rest of my friends converted and moved into Equestria two years ago. Right before each of them left for a bureau I had been invited on countless occasions to start a new life in that beautiful country. Did I do it? No I had to stay here on Earth because I thought dear sweet Liza kept wooing me to stay here while convincing me that we would always be friends. I then think back to this morning's conversation with Logan and how he hinted not to put all of my eggs into one basket while Brian hinted to me that she may not have been the best choice for a friend either.
I look at myself in the mirror which is attached to the back of my bedroom door and I find that my skin is a tepid yellow pasty color compared to the beautiful pastel colors those ponies bring. As I gaze in the mirror I cannot help but feel like an alien. I also remember thinking back to Golden Opportunity and how she appeared to be an alien on this planet four years ago. Now it appears to be the other way around. Life has changed so much in the short four years and I am glad of it. Even though I have it all and more this life style is tedious and I am ready to get out of it. As much as I love the human race I despise the way that they have thrown their ethos around. Yes I realize that Equestria may have problems but they have creatures that books here on earth would have considered mythological. If that is not enough Equestria has a group of female friends who used something called the elements of harmony to destroy evil. All of that was based upon friendship much deeper than what I had with Liza. If friendship works for six colorful mares then I know all too well in my heart that it will work for me.
I gait myself down the stairs, grab my keys, walk out the door and head out the hall over to a case of stairs that lead to the roof of my building and over to netted railing. I figure that I will be able to enjoy the early September air which is still warm and summer-like while looking out at those adorable ponies clopping here and trotting there. As I make my observation I cannot help but think about all the changes that ponies like Golden have brought us.
First it was barely noticeable at all but soon thousands of people downed the purple potion turned which turned them inot vibrant ponies. Then came the conversion bureaus which replaced most of the regular hamburger joints and steak houses that were replaced by salad bars and veggie burger joints. Thenceforward the media soon flooded with all things revolving around ponies and Equestria whether good or bad. One series became viral and spread like a brush fire was the famous tv show "My Little Pony Friendship is Magic," was based on a true story about six friends and the lives of those around them. Almost immediately millions everywhere fell in love with the beautiful land and flocked to conversion bureaus everywhere after watching enough episodes. Moreover they moved into that beautiful land to press the reset buttons in their lives. Meanwhile others were transformed and brought Equestrian magic here on Earth. As I observed this strange phenomena around me, I gradually grew fond of the circumstances. Like millions of fans, I fell in love with the show. Meanwhile I did not care about changing my outer self just as a famous dragonequus in Equestria learned to embrace his uniqueness. This influence came from the element of kindness herself. Having Liza and her husband also helped me feel welcome.
Not anymore though and not with Equestria making landfall in a country that I have lived in and known all of my life. Even further how long will it be until the Bosko's have a whole legion of HLF soldiers come through and shed innocent blood? How long have their backs been turned on me? Will they likely turn me into one of their bases? On top of that are they the ones who have been sending me countless hate letters? I need to get out of dodge and I don't even care if I don't contact my agent or that the media announces that I have gone missing. My life could be at steak and so could the people who work for me. Either way I am going to become a pony no matter it takes.
I pace back and forth on the roof asking myself questions out loud.
"What will I do with all of my belongings? Do I have to schedule an appointment to go to the Bureau for a or can I go tonight? Do I want to contact Brian about driving me to a center?" Either way my palms are sweaty while my heart is pounding through my chest. How do I want to do this?
"Summer are you alright?" A voice asks from behind me. I turn around to see Logan standing on the roof reminding me that he is scheduled to cook this evening.
"Oh good evening Logan" I reply in a monotone voice.
"I didn't hear from you and so I was getting a little worried," Logan counters. "Are you alright ma'am?"
"Not really no," I sigh as tears began to well up in my eyes.
"What happened between you and Liza today?" Logan wonders.
"I think it might be wise to tell you down stairs in private Logan," I whisper with a scared voice. "I don't want to share this information outside in case of other hearing this and causing wide spread panic."
Logan looks at me wide eyed and follows me down the stairs and back into my loft where I lock the door. "Now what's this all
about Summer?" He questions me.
"Do you promise me that you aren't going to breathe a word to another soul?" I warn him.
"I…I don't understand what has you so scared," Logan swallows.
"Shh," I put a finger to my mouth and press against my chef and whisper into his ear. "Liza and her husband have been mixed up with the Human League Force."
Logan shows no emotions on the matter and states "That does not surprise me at all Miss Roberts. The way they both use to come over here and completely disrespect your stance on ponydom made me wonder the entire time."
"I know," I tremble nervously whispering. "I wondered too if they were the ones who were sending me that hate mail while posing to be my friend only just to bully me."
Logan warns me "Did you know that when a member of the HLF poses a threat like that they mean business. They have already
killed countless innocent ponies, bombed several bureaus around the world, and tortured many humans who want to follow Celestia. "
"Evidently any member of that movement is not allowed to associate with anyone or pony under any circumstances that endorce Equestria. They told me today during my spoiled junket. In fact she ignored me the entire time and only talked about herself," I announce. "She merely seemed to take notice of me as I was leaving and that is when she and her husband "Asserted" themselves."
"Ah one of their favorite words," Logan reports mockingly. "She especially abused that word to exercise her superiority of others."
"Anyway I did some thinking of what you said to me earlier about Equestria hitting the United States and with two modern neo Nazi spies I don't feel safe here anymore Logan. I just can't even sleep here tonight. In fact I want head to the conversion
office and see what my options are."
Logan's eyes grow wide with worry. "Don't worry Summer. You don't have to go through this alone. If you feel that scared then I will come with you to the bureau and make sure you get there safely. Besides I have been debated a full conversion as well. If you are willing to go now then I will come with you."
"The only thing is that I am not so sure the bureaus are safe either and with all of those bombings," I moan.
"Summer the princesses have taught their military soldiers to use a magic shield that will destroy any weapons that even go near those bureaus. It is even to the best of my knowledge that if any enemy of Celestia's tries to set foot inside a bureau the force field will vaporize them."
"I have not heard anything about that," I rejoin. "Where did you hear that?"
"The grapevine, anyway I am so sorry that you wound up with such lousy friends," Logan condoles.
"They were never my friends. Those were bullies that is a difference," I declare while trying to deny the fact.
"Well Summer are you read…," he starts but before he can finish we both hear the sound sirens blasting in the air. I look out and see that the night is a clear as a bell as I view fighter jets in the distance appearing to bomb several buildings. "HLF," I whisper and look at Logan.
It is at that point that I hear my cell phone ring and go to see who could be calling in thinking it might be Brian checking on me."He…hello," I answer.
"Are you okay," Liza asks in a sweet voice. "I happened to hear of an air raid in your area and I was hoping that you or one of your hired officials have not gotten. I sure would hate to hear of you getting killed."
"Liza listen to yourself. I love you like a sister," I plead giving her one last chance.
"I loved you once but since you went against the family I disowned you a long time ago," she states cooly. "Oh and before I allow you to flee for your life, your favorite chauffer is not coming back," she taunts. "It's a shame that he wasted his life like that. That is one less pony to invade earth. As for you, it is a shame that things have to end where you are afraid of me. You had your chance Summer you really really did and I think it's tragic that things have to end this way….bye," she threatens and hangs up.
I grip my phone in my left hand frozen at what I have just heard. Liza isn't just a bully working for the HLF she is diabolical and dangerous. As I am thinking about this, I watch in horror out the window and I see two helicopters with bright spotlights shining on ponies who are out. They are then shot down and killed right before my very eyes. As I watch everything seems to come in waves of slow motion while all sound it drowned out. This is when Logan grabs me around the waste as I see repeatedly, "Brian...Brian...they've got Brian. He's...dead."