A/N: Alright, kind of a short time to be working on this new chapter. But I consider it at the moment another stop gap from the main character Brayden. Besides that and the change to an M rating, I wanted to announce that I will be making a three-shot Christmas story related to this. Basically, Brayden wants to find a gift for Twilight and asks his friends to help him find the right gift for her. Any other ideas to expand for my Christmas story would be good as well if you want to give me some.

Alright, review response time.

AVP5: Hmmm, not so sure about involving the story of Rainbow Rocks. But I might mention it briefly in a later chapter. And there will definitely be chapters where Brayden steps in through the mirror. So get ready for that and Sunset Shimmer's appearance. It'll be good, but I just need to plan that out a little more.

sonic3461: I know right? :)

PGHOST04: Thank you :)

godzillafan1: I went back and made those edits, but expanded a bit on the entire Tirek being banished. What did Celestia tell Twilight? Well, that's a surprise you'll find out eventually.

P.S. I went back to Chapter 1 and made a big edit. Be sure to check it out when you can.

P.S.S. The translation for the chapter name means 'Shocking Discovery'.

Rebecca's POV

Earth, May 30th

The sky was covered with gray and dull looking rainclouds up high in the sky. Small bits of rain were pouring down from up there onto my face and head. The other people gathered around were also getting wet, but they did not seem to care about this. Just like me, all of them are dressed in black coats and the women were also wearing black dresses and hats for the occasion. I wear the traditional black coat over me but without a hat to cover up my red hair.

It was a sad day for me, his family and his friends who knew about Brayden. I could see him lying there in the red blanketed casket. His eyes were closed and the rain was dripping onto his face and sliding down into the casket.

A church bell sounds out in the distance. I could still see the spot that he had impaled from near the chest and the bullet wounds on his shoulder and both of his hands. The rest of him looked very much clean off but he was as white as a ghost, looking very much dead as any other corpse would look like if they were already.

I remembered it all from the very instant that I found out about my best friend's death. It was another night after my birthday on the 9th, and I was sitting in the kitchen just listening to my music. It was pretty much the same kind of music he listened to, but I think I managed to get him into listening to that. Then I could hear the doorbell ring, with local police officers standing at my door.

I thought I was in trouble, but the only thing they told me was that they found Brayden on the lakeside beach dead. I denied this at first, but didn't react or flinch when I saw his inactive body in autopsy which I requested they show him to me.

His body was still a bit waterlogged from the last moments that he had suffered through and there was a large open cut that had been impaled by those sharp rocks. It seemed bled out and empty for his lifeless body. When the detective observed the autopsy, he discovered that he had no belongings with him as if they were gone out of thin air. It's funny because I remembered seeing him with his iPhone and iPod most of the time while I was still in high school with him.

But that is when I know that if there was one thing responsible that might have eventually led to his tragic death, it was those foolish ponies that he kept talk about.

I had to put up with those talk of ponies from that girlish TV show that he and these other boys kept watching and talking about. But eventually, it just snapped on me and I knew deep inside that I hated those stupid ponies with a passion. It drove me up the wall because they were getting really annoying for me. I ended up arguing with him a few times about it which resulted in him getting angry at me for insulting one of the 'pony princesses' I assume. Talk about controlling his temper, hm? No wonder dragons are better than those foolish and girly equines.

Over time up to now because of his differences starting to vary, I and he seemed to talk more rarely. I mean, he still enjoyed playing the same video games that I had played, but hey, nothing wrong with a girl gamer right?

I could hear the mourning of the family members and friends he had known over the past couple of years in his life, even up into his own childhood. The casket's top slowly starts to close and I begin to walk forward slowly towards it to place one more object into there before it set into the ground, never for him to breathe life again.

From out of my pocket, I take out a small relic that had been given to him by me over the years. It was a green plant that he has always had an interest in: Aloe Vera's. I approach the halfway point of the casket and gently toss that strip of green into the casket, landing beside him on the red carpet-like plush. The top of the casket finally closes and I could see the two men working at the funeral home begin to each pull two levers to lower the casket down into the rectangular hole.

After those final words had been said and done by the rest of the members, most of the family and friends had left the scene except me while the rest of the graveyard diggers were just about preparing to cover up the hole with a round of cement liquid.

"Wait," I said out loud to the two workers, they stop what they are doing and look at me with their unemotional eyes. "I have some final words to say to Brayden."

The graveyard workers nod their heads in understanding and walk a couple of feet away from the graven hole so that I can have my time to speak my thoughts to my dead friend. I approach the hole and look down. Only a few bits of the dirt dug out start to fall out onto the casket buried deep inside. Finally, a mixture of emotions come to me and out of all of them selected, it was anger filling my mind.

"Nothing ever did change for you, did it?" I had asked to the unresponsive casket underneath the ground, too silent to make a peep in my disappointed and angered voice.

"I'm not even a memory, am I?" I had questioned further to him as if I had demanded an answer from him even though he was dead. "You had a great friendship to remember for me and one for me to remember but all you cared about in the end were those goddamn ponies! You thought they were special, they were all you wanted. Our friendship?! It's all a blur, nothing!"

His grave continued to remain silent as I had spoken to him. The only sounds not left silent were the sounds of the soft wind and the pitter-patter of soft rain pouring down onto the casket and my head. "I reached out and kept my eye on you, but I must have made a big mistake. I've done enough for you and I'm done with your stupid pony talk. Goodbye Brayden…" I finished up.

I turned around and began walking away from his grave, letting the men proceed to go with the flow and cover his casket and grave hole entirely with cement. It was only anger and tears that had poured through my eyes and left me with no emotion left.

I stopped walking for a moment. I had turned my head towards a square-shaped and wet newspaper with a picture making the headline, lying on the nearby green bench of maple wood. There was something so familiar about the person who was on the photo. I walk towards the bench and take the newspaper with my right hand. I shake it for a moment and begin to read the headlining silently.

A RARE TV PHENOMENOM: A MAN APPEARS IN A POPULAR CHILDREN SHOW! FANBASE ON SHOW GO WILD! POSSIBLE TELEVISION HACKING?

Just around the 10th of May when the Season 4 Finale for the popular cartoon My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic just started; there had been reports from many provinces in all of United States and eventually, the world about a real-life human man walking around and interacting with the characters and a brief moment of him fighting the villain. Those who had seen this occurrence had called up the animators who had been working on that episode to report this strange sighting. They only denied ever putting a human into the show and sent guarantees that someone mostly likely hacked into the television stations to do that.

Many of the older fanbase of males called 'bronies' who watch the show saw the same thing as well. There had been reports of outcry from them and a bit of mild shock from them, though it isn't as bad. Though there are few who were ever denying that this had happened. Most of them that saw it ended up surprised to see this happen.

"I am not sure what just happened when I saw him talking to them," Matt Adam, a brony since the beginning of the show and 24 in age. "I could recall while watching that a couple of scenes were dragging on longer than they should be. This man among them seemed to help the main characters, but I won't give any spoilers away."

In the photo that the 'brony' took was a screen capture of this man. He could recall that the human had a name called "Brayden". He seemed to be in possession of a powerful claymore that would pretty much anger most of the writers in the fanbase, just giving out a siren that it was most likely cheating, or in their words 'god-modding'.

In the end, the animators went through all two parts of the episode they had made after the outcry. They had discovered no evidence of a human male ever appearing in this episode. After that day, the two-parter finale ran as normal without the human ever being in it. Some bronies still wonder what just happened and if it was all just a hacking into the station, similar to the 1987 Max Headroom incident that interrupted an episode of Doctor Who.

In other news:

Khaln and other members still on the loose, Pg. 32, Section F

More trouble from Bieber in court, Pg. 12, Section C

I turned towards the headlining photo resting and embedded into the paper. I knew that I had recognized how he looked like since I still knew him long before he died. Something came across me and I had developed a smile on my face with the eyes of mine growing into a glare.

"Ah, my friend seems dead here… but in that world of those stupid ponies he seems to be alive," I said to myself and toss the newspaper back onto the bench. "But if I ever find out if this place actually exists, I think he's going to be in for a surprise."

I walked away from the cemetery gates and the bench and walk across the empty street into the nearby neighbourhood with that smile still on my face.

I had a plan in mind that would just be perfect.