I apologize. Do I know how long it's been? Yes I do… TWO YEARS SINCE I LAST UPDATED, the story went near dead as soon as my iPod died and I lost nearly THIRTY FRICKING CHAPTERS OF WORK. After that dilemma I essentially just rage quitted… I am so sorry and apologize to all of you that have been hoping and wishing for this story to be update… BUT ENOUGH WAITING! LET THE EPIC POOR GRAMMAR STORY CONTINUE!

Chapter 25.

Did I ever mention that I hate guns? Because I really really hate them. Honestly with my newfound powers they seem useless and just a weaker accessory. When I was little it would be toy nerf gun battles galore with friend and family to see who could get the most headshots with foam darts shot out of a spring gun. But now I just see them as weaker means of destruction

"Aim…FIRE!" The man in uniform, which I assumed, was the leader shouted.

Bullets rained down at us… a few missed but thinking quickly I used my body to cover Dashie from the painful projectiles that thanks to a thoughtful force field spell aloud me to protect both of us…

"SEIZE FIRE"

The rain of bullets seized to an immediate holt… I slowly looked up to observe and see who my attackers were—they were human like me. And buy the expressions on their faces I could very easily tell they were confused, again also like me.

A man arose from the crowd and stepped forward. He was dressed like a cliché scientist with the famous white lab coat and the nerdy round glasses. He looked abit older then me. Ok. That was a lie… A lot older then me. Maybe even in his 50s or so.

"Ah yes… I apologize for the sudden attacking but seeing a strange creature arising out of a new found rift in the equilibrium of space can startle the most of us. My name is professor Fitzgerald. But just call me professor. And might I ask your name?" The man said holding a welcoming hand out to me.

"I took the hand and shook it. Matt… My names Matt. And this is Rainbow Dash."

The cyan Pegasus peaked out behind me giving a nervous wave "errr… hello?"

*click* *click*

"Enough with the guns! We haven't even attacked you yet!" I shouted in rage.

This was ridiculous. Pointed again yet again with more guns. What was with these creatures—oh yeah. They are the same as me, stupid and will attack the first new or unusual thing they see. Have I really been in equestrian long enough that I'm not even identifying myself as "human" anymore? Enough was enough. I raised my hand as if to put my hands up like they would expect you two but closed my fist above my heads and all the ammo cases fell out of the guns and the safety mechanism locked disabling the useless weapons and bringing them to the uselessness as a blunt piece of metal

The professor looked it me in surprise and awe. "How did you do that…?"

Being the smug person I'm slowly turning into I told him the truth "Magic?" I said with a sly smile.

This gained no expressing from him other then laughter. I was failing to see the humor in the situation, I just disabled all of their weapons and the only thing he does is laugh? Is he not scared?

"What is so funny" I asked for I honestly did not know the answer.

"Magic is myth. Science however is fact," he said with a sly look of his own. "Tell me what it is you came here for matt?"

"You've been dumping toxic waste into my home and I demand you to stop. You are killing my friends. And hurting even more of them"

He gave me a look… it was not of pity or sorrow, but just a look of intelligence. "We know that it leads to another world Matt. We know it has been damaging creatures. But it is not my decision to stop that. I'm just one of the many workers. I'm not in charge of anything other then making sure it goes through safely."

"Then who is in charge of this whole operation?"

I heard a very familiar voice behind me that sent a shiver down my spine…

"That would be me…"

That voice…"dad…?"

SO SORRY FOR VERY SHORT CHAPTER. I have school tomorrow and such and its late out and I don't want to forget to post this the next day otherwise it could have ended up being four years instead of right now. Please forgive me. Remember I cherish all of your comments. Thank you for reading! A cookie for you!