Prologue
Nobody's Pov
In a two-story house bathroom thick with steam, a 6'0 bipedal creature walks out of the shower. Grabs a towel and starts to dry itself off. Walking up to the fogged mirror and wiping it off. Revealing a 23-year-old man with almond brown skin. He has light brown messy spiky (A bit of gravity-defying) hair and a nice clean, shaved face. What stands out on this man are his eyes. His right eye is amber, and the left is green. This 6'0, 23-year-old, and gravity-defying man. His name is Ricochet Gold Phillips, or Riki for short.
Riki's Pov
I look down at the sink. "Why the fuck is a potato here?" Confused, I picked it up and took a few bites. "Food is food, even in the bathroom." Walking out of the bathroom into the hallway. I finally made it to my room, a medium-sized room with dark blue walls and purple circles. The carpet is gray, and a bed in the corner. A hanging punching bag at the opposite corner. Two bookshelves as tall as me, full of books (55% is manga), and a stereo system. Tossing the potato onto my bed accidentally hit something and woke it up. Rub the back of my head sheepishly. "Sorry, Louie. I didn't see you there, my bad." Louie rolls over and out a loud meow. Going over and rubs his belly, "Love you, boy."
Louie is a black and white tabby cat. That looks like he's wearing white pants and missing his left eye.
Going to the dresser and putting on black jogger and a black t-shirt with a purple zigzag that goes around the center and bottom. Walking to the window and opening it. Since my lovely room is on the second floor, I have a good view of the city.
Looking at the sky, seeing a crescent moon and a few clouds, but no stars. "Well, I haven't seen Liz all day."- while messing with my hair - "She probably doesn't know I'm here." Liz's room is across from me. But, knowing her, she's not in there.
I know exactly where she is. Walking through the living room to the back of the house. I can smell sweat, oil, and failure. I walked up to a door that said, 'Liz's Workshop' and 'Do Not Disturb.' I did the smart thing…. I walked in. The large room has two long metal tables on each side. The tables have a lot of messy piles of paper and unorganized tools. There is a blue two-seater Vespa flip upside down in the corner. I see Liz in the back of the room, sitting on a small tool chest with two big ones next to her. "Oi Liz, this place is a mess" I kick an empty can at her, "So, that means you are working on something big, right?"
"I like how you just walked all up in here!" Liz said, annoyed. "But, I'm happy to see you."
"Really!?" I said as she turned towards me.
Elizabeth June Philips is my 16-year-old 4'11 sister. She has the same skin tone as me, but since she stays inside a lot, her tone is lighter. Her hair is the same color as mine, and it's in a curly faux hawk. Some of the hair is covering her left eye. Her eyes are somewhat like mine, the right eye is brown, and the left is amber. She is wearing tattered gray overalls with the straps down to her sides. She has a blue shirt and black and white high tops. Around her neck are safety goggles that look like they belong to a snowboarder.
"Yes, it's something super cool!" Liz shouted gleefully.
"That's good, but can you turn down the volume?"
"Riki, you know how I get when I work on something!" She puts on the goggles and giggles, "And sorry about the pudding glitter bombs, I didn't know that too much pudding and glitter is a bad thing."
"It took me three days to get the smell of pudding and glitter out of my hair," I deadpan. "Just show it to me." She grabs my arm and pulls me to the table. I see a silver cylinder about 5in long and 4in wide. A hole in the middle of it that goes straight through and six metal prongs on the front. I do not know what I am looking at; she makes the weirdest things. So, I asked, "What the hell am I looking at?"
"It's a magnet gun!" She replies cheerfully. "You see that screwdriver next to you!?" Liz points to the floor.
"Yes," I should have said 'No' and left.
"Watch," she said. Picking up the gun and pointing at the target. Carefully aiming and pressing a hidden button. The gun boots up and glows blue. The prongs vibrate while electric sparks shoot out, hitting the target. The screwdriver starts to shake, and I hear Liz's voice pleading for this to work.
Then the screwdriver stops moving.
The magnet gun starts sparking, and a plume of smoke comes from the side. This it's not the first time one of Liz's inventions. Well, you can say, 'Goes up in smokes.' But I know how to deal with it. "It's okay. At least it worked a little." I try to cheer her up, putting a hand on her back.
Liz glares at me, brushes off my hand, and slams the gun on the table. She opens a panel to see the damaged circuit board and pulls out the soldering iron. "No, I have been working on this for [b]6 WEEKS![/b]" She snapped while putting on the goggles. "If I had more power or something… I don't know." Liz runs her hand through her hair, taking a few deep breaths. "….Sorry, Riki, that I snapped at you, and you know how I-"
I interrupted her and playfully pulled her cheek. "Oi, it's fine. I'll be in the living room if you need me, okay?" She nodded her head. "Good!"
D.M.C.3(Devil May Cray3) is an excellent game. I love the music and the hack and slash gameplay…. However, I do not love Vergil (Nevan is a bitch, and she can die). Mission 20, the Vergil boss fight, good lord. I have been stuck on it for weeks.
But not today.
Fully focus on the fight. Using items and Devil Trigger when I need to. I have Agni & Rudra (The best weapons in the game) out rushing down Vergil, hitting him with a fat combo. "Yeah, take it, you asshole! Feel my pain!" I yelled. I'm on the edge of my seat. His health is about ¾ the way down; that is the lowest I ever got him. But he is still fucking me up! When he does that, I use my items…. I used them all.
I hate my life.
"Well, it's now or never!" I declared. Rushing Vergil again, landing a combo. Seeing the bar go puts a smile on my face. "Just a little more!" I landed the final h-
The room shakes, and then when black.
I am now sitting in a room full of darkness, staring at the TV. "WHAT!?" was the only word that came out of my mouth. I tried to turn on anything, but no dice. I pulled out my phone to see if I could call someone or check the news. "And no signal? A blackout, but we have solar panels. So, the back power should kick in or… Liz did this?" I said, rubbing my temples. On cue, she came in the running with her phone in flashlight mode.
"I can explain!"
"Explain, please! Why don't we have power? Is this a blackout!?"
Liz starts to shift in place. "Well... A power outage will not affect us. Even if it did, we have stored power to pull from."
"Okay, but why don't we have power?" I said sternly.
She shifted again and hung her head low. "Well… I need power for the magnet gun. So, I connected the solar panel's power box and transferred the power to the gun." Tears start to form as she looks at me and takes my hand. "Sorry, it overloaded and sent out a big magnetic pulse. I got flown back a little. Also, purple lighting happed and hit the power box." She looks like she's about to burst into tears, using my hand to wipe her face.
Time to be a big brother.
"Are you hurt?"
She shakes her head.
"Look, it's late. We should talk about this in the morning, okay?"
Liz uses my hand to wipe her face again. "Okay. First thing in the morning, I will fix the power box." She said with a little smile.
"Oi, can you not use my hand as a tissue?" I asked. She shakes her head with a goofy smile. So, I licked the palm of my other hand and smeared it on her forehead. The disgusted look on her face made me burst out laughing.
Today was a long day. I just need my bed, my lovely bed. Changed into my blue frog onesie, I drag my feet across the carpet and landing face-first on my bed. Turning my head to see my still sleeping cat. "Good night, Louie. See you in the morning." I yawned and pulled the covers over my head.
Nobody's Pov
Louie wakes up from the movement. Doing a nice stretch and hops off the bed. Went to the windowsill to look at the night sky. He stares at the sky in curiosity and wonder. The last time he looked outside, the moon was not full, and there were no stars. He feels like something is off… But he's just a cat, so jump on top of Riki and go back to bed.
Riki's Pov
Yeah, it's morning… I need more sleep. Looking at the alarm clock, it says, 'set time' flashing in bright red. "Looks like Liz got the power on," I said tiredly. Getting up and doing a few stretches for the body. Picking up my phone to see that it was showing 11 o'clock, guess I got a few more hours. I think something is off, but I can't put my finger on it. What is going on? Louie is not here, and my door is open. Was Liz here?
Walking to the bathroom to clear my mind, I turn on the sink. Hot water will help.
Nothing.
Turning on the sink.
Nothing.
Okay, a hot shower will help.
Turning on the shower.
Nothing.
The sink… Again.
Nothing.
"I think we have no water," I deadpan.
Walking out of the dry bathroom to head downstairs to see Liz. Then I start hearing voices from the kitchen. Stopping halfway to listen.
"Wow, that's amazing! You have to tell me more!" Said an overexcited voice.
"Well, where should I start?" Liz ponder.
"The super-duper muffins are almost done!" Said a too energetic voice.
"Louie, you are such an adorable cat." Said a kind voice. "You should meet Angel; I bet two will get along."
"Liz, are you shore your brother is okay with this?" asked a southern accent voice.
"I mean letting somepony hat he doesn't know come in his house." Added a posh voice.
"I still think this is all a trap!" Said a tomboyish voice.
"I said, it's fine... And not a trap!" Liz replied.
Okay, a lot to take in. I can tell that Liz is with six girls. Why are there six girls in my house? And 'some[b]pony[/b]'? What is that about? What is going on in there? Well, there is one thing I can do.
Go to the kitchen to solve this mystery.
Slowly entering the room and what I saw shook me to my core. Liz was the first to notice that I was here.
"Riki, look!" She said with excitement, "I met the locals!" Now everybody has their eyes on me. I rub my eyes to make sure I'm not seeing things. Right now, I am looking at six, about four feet tall (I'm good at eyeballing heights) horses, no too small…. Ponies, weirdly colored talking ponies.
I see a pink color pony with curly dark pink hair… um, mane and tail. She's next to the oven. I look at Liz and see four ponies sitting with her. First is an orange body with a blonde mane, tail, and green eyes. She has freckles on her face and wearing a brown stetson hat. Next to her is a pony with a horn, so a unicorn. She has a white body, blue eyes, and a violet mane and tail with small curls. She is wearing a bit too much makeup, but more power to her.
Another unicorn but purple. Her mane and tail are navy blue and dyed strands of pink and purple. She is sitting next to Liz, and I can see a paper and quill floating in a purple aura. Next to the purple pony is a yellow one with a pink mane and tail. She also has teal eyes. She was petting Louie. Now that she sees me, she tries to hide behind her mane. I can see her, so it's not working. She has wings, so she is a pegasus. But it didn't stop there because I can feel someone staring daggers at me. I see a blue pegasus with a rainbow mane and tail in that direction. She is staring at me with those magenta eyes like she will attack me if I make a wrong move.
Okay, I'm standing here, wearing my frog onesie. For about a few minutes, we just stared at each other. Well, I have to say something, right? So, I opened my mouth to askes a question that kick-started this Grand Adventure.
"Who the fuck are you guys!?"