//------------------------------// // Chapter 1 - Why did I wish for this adventure // Story: One way ticket to Equestria // by UnknownBlizzard //------------------------------// One Way Ticket to Equestria EdgarDoesEverything “The sun was high in the sky, the air visible by the scorching hot waves of the sun. The summer made it unbearable to be outside as the heat burnt anyone who dared to step out alive.” "Over exaggerating much, Jason?" An old, wise voice was heard inside the mind of a seventeen year old teenager. He currently sat in a school bus bored, patiently waiting to be dropped off home. He paid little to no attention to the other teenagers in the bus and sat in the back of the vehicle to admire the nostalgia topaz blue skies while the blazing ball of fire hung in the air. "All I want to do is get home and open the time capsule I buried ten years ago.". He looked down at his right wrist to see a machine attached to his arm. The machine's name was Body Machinery Mark 5000; but most leave out Mark 5000. They instead use the nickname BM. The BM was capable of extraordinary feats. How it is attached is rather much more safe and simple than the gruesome procedures in the Body Machinery Mark 1000. The BM can be attached to the person as early as ten years old by an IV and four small drills that painlessly burrow to the bone at the bottom of the BM. When aging occurs the BM recalculates the measurements and proceed to inject a dose of morphine for the operation. The BM has the ability to display one's skills such as repairman, scientist, soldier, etc. It can also display the S.P.E.C.I.A.L's of one being known as Strength, Perception, Endurance, Charisma, Intelligence, Agility and Luck. The person's well being is also included such as a calculated health, signs of any radiation exposures and if the person has any drugs effects. It also has the ability to self contact Law Enforcement to Paramedics without the user's help. It can also be used as a modern cellphone such as calls, messaging, games, etc. "Once again my young chap, congratulations on turning seventeen, I admire you for wanting to join the military just like your father did in the great war but what are your true intentions of joining old chap?" The BM said with curiosity. "Wadsworth." Jason said inhaling a large breath and releasing it. "In this world, there are the strong. Most of the time the weak are protected by the strong. People who are willing to sacrifice themself for the better of others. I want to protect people, the feeling of knowing you helped someone and the gratitude they give you is something I enjoy. I want to travel around the world, the discipline in the armed forces, the guns, man do I love guns, something about that lifestyle is intriguing." Jason finished with a smirk on his face. "Don't forgot having to kill other humans, the chance of being disabled and traumatized forever or watching close ones and comrades be killed before your eyes. You humans are so interesting." Wadsworth said in a somewhat cheery voice. "It's not like I haven't been through some of those already." He mood darken as he wearily looked outside the window. Wadsworth changed the subject. "Well old sport, do you remember what you put inside of the time capsule" "No not really. If i remember correctly I shoved a bunch of shit inside for shits and giggles as I was to excited to get it buried.". He said chuckling at the thought. The bus came to a stop as it slowly hovered to a halt. Four teens stood and begun their disembark. Jason stood and began walking down and met with the bus driver. “Have a good day, sir.” He said to the man operating the bus. “Y'all take care now and happy birthday Jason!” He thanked the man and with that, the door to the bus closed. Its engine started up again and the large vehicle slowly rose and took off into the air. Jason stood watching the bus ascend and fly away into the distance. One of the teen that had gotten off poked Jason at his head; he turned around to see all of them standing.. “Happy Birthday to you!” The four sang, immediately causing Jason to blush. “Oh stop it, guys.” He said looking down. The four continued to sing as he stood there awkwardly. “Happy birthday to Jason!” Said a girl’s voice. “Happy birthday you little shit!” A teen who excitedly yelled causing the group to laugh. They began walking down the street and began small talk. “So why did you sit by yourself today Jason?” Asked the girl who wore a black skirt that reached her knees along with a long sleeved blazer that was the same color as the skirt over a white inner T. To finish it all off she also had on a red tie with black dress shoes. The uniform was similar to the males. “Ehh just felt like sitting alone today.” He scratched his head. “Well that’s odd of you, usually you talk to lots of people on the bus, we wondered why you were alone, guess they were too busy looking at my handsome face.” A teen whose ego was clearly bigger than his head with an average build and dark brown hair said. “Yeah, like Arin said with the expection of him being handsome-" "-Batch I'm fabulous." He defended. "-We just assumed you wanted to be left alone. We were wondering if something had happened.” A tall, intimidating senior said in a soft yet kind voice. “I’m fine Trevor, I just wanted to sit alone.” Jason repeated to the giant. “Well either way, we’re glad nothing serious happen and you were just being anti social today.” A guy with brown hair sighed with his remark, jabbing Jason in the ribs with a smirk. “Oh gee, thanks for at least trying to sound considerate, Con.” Jason jabbed back. “Well just remember, if you ever need someone to talk to we will always be there for you.” The only girl in the sausage fest said. Jason could barely give a smile to her as the little jabs he had with Con turned into a full on war. “Thanks Brianna, I’ll keep that in- *oof*” The group made small talk on their way to Jason’s house, Arin and Travis having previous arrangements and needing to be somewhere else and couldn’t go inside. Con and Brianna on the other hand were free followed Jason inside. “Ahh, I sure do enjoy chatting with the other BM5s, Jason. It always tickles my funny bone for amusement! Ah, I see Con is here, how are you young lad? My goodness, Brianna is here as well! Veronica sure did tell me quite a tale about your love interests.” Wadsworth chuckled quietly while Brianna blushed and stood awkwardly. “I-I don’t know what you’re talking about…” Brianna said looking up in the sky. “What did I say telling other people who I like, Veronica!” Brianna whispered to her BM which she replied to, “Hey It’s not my fault that you like-” Brianna quickly muted her BM5, giving a nervous grin when the boys looked at her. ‘Well are we going to stand here and sweat balls or what?” Con said, sweaty from the summer's heat. “Yeah yeah, just let me get the door.” Jason stood in front of his door, the peep hole opening up and scanned Jason’s body. A few seconds later and some gears were heard spinning with the door opening. A cool breeze hit them all, causing Jason and his friends to let out a sigh as they walk inside. Con immediately went for the couch and sat down; Brianna following Jason into the kitchen. “Yo Con, you want some water?” Jason asked. “Yeah man, that’ll be great! And make it cold!” He replied. Jason turned to Brianna, “You want some too, right?” She nodded. “Hey Wadsworth, grab us three glasses of cold water, please?” Jason said to his left arm. “Of course, Sir.” Wadsworth sent the command to the house wirelessly and soon miniature mechanical arms came out of the ceiling. The arms went into a cabinet and took out three glass cups and began filling them with cool H2O. He then proceeded to give one to everyone. “Thanks Wadsworth!” The three said. He merely chuckled and returned to idly listening to the group chat. “I’ll be right back guys, I’m going to go change into something more comfortable. Bathroom’s down the hall if you need-” Con cutted Jason. “-Yeah, yeah we know, you don’t have to say that every time we come over. Go change and hurry up.” Jason smiled and entered a cylinder tube as the floor sunk a bit and then lifted, raising him up until he was out of sight. Brianna went and sat next to con and began talking about the school day. The elevator came to a stop at the second floor of Jason’s house. He stepped out and began walking down a hall; at the end of the hall, there was a door to the left which led to his room. The door slid up and then back down when he entered. He then heard a ringing and looked down at his arm to see that the caller ID was labeled as “DAD”. Jason quickly touched the answer symbol and live footage of a handsome man showed up. “Hey dad, how’s it going?” Jason asked. “Ahh it’s going good son, I’m here with ya mother doing some boring old groceries. How was school today?” “It was fine, learned some history when they invented HoverCrafts, pretty cool that we had cars that ran on gasoline.” “Yup! It’s good the old eggheads figured out to use water to fuel our engines! Back then my Papa had to pay eight freaking dollars for one gallon of gasoline! You be grateful that you don’t live in those times son.” “Yeah, I know. Don’t have to tell me twice, anyways. When’re you coming back?” “We'll be back in an hour. I got to go, your mother is making a big deal about baby cupcakes-” “-Is that my baby on the phone?!” “Got to go son! I’ll see you soon!” The call ended with that, Jason quietly chuckled and went to change into a more comfortable set of cloths. Jason had put on a grey plain shirt with tan jeans along with some worn down grey running shoes. He exited his room and went down the hall. As he was going down the hall he looked to the right to see his parent’s bedroom. He then slowly turn left to see a room that has been collecting dust for a while. Jason stood there, looking at the room as memories about it began to come up. He shook his head and continued down the hall and entered the cylinder tube again to begin his descent down. Jason stepped out to see Brianna and Con in a heated argument. “No that’s stupid, why would a zombie ever run? That defies everything that makes sense, a decomposing corpse running!? That’s nonsense!” Con said, flinging his arms in the air. “OH! So a zombie isn’t silly at all? The fact it’s even walking is stupid!” “No! Because the virus takes hold of the host’s brain when it’s freshly killed, bringing it back with one purpose. To feed. To feast upon human flesh until they are brought to near extinction, and thats all! No running zombies because that’s a load of bull! It shouldn’t be able to run! Walking or even crawling is understandable for a corpse.” “You got admit Brianna,” Jason said coming out of the elevator hotly. “Running zombies would fuck everything up. I mean, a bunch of people don’t know how to shoot a gun let alone shoot accurately. Can you imagine trying to get one in the head while its running left to right and charging towards you at a ridiculous pace?” “Hmp.” Brianna sat defeated. “Thank you my lordship.” Con snickered “But really, screw running zombies.” “Yeah I guess.” Brianna muttered. Con stood up. “Well, are we going to dig up that capsule or what?” He smiled and Jason responded with a nod. He led the way to his backyard which was lush green that had a shed in the very back. They stepped outside to find the sun had relaxed and the air became a soft, warm breeze. Jason whispered ‘perfect’ under his breath and began walking towards the shed that was at the other side of the yard. Con and Brianna stood around the back door, waiting for Jason to come out with the shovel. He grabbed a nice sturdy iron shovel with a nice oak wood handle. He walked around the yard for a while, trying to remember where he had buried the lost treasure. Jason rubbed his foot on a patch of dirt and his eyes opened wide in recognition. He then proceeded to swing the shovel in the air and shove it into the ground and began lifting dirt out of the ground to set it aside. His friends watched him and stood quietly, they knew this was a special moment for him. After the third load of dirt and rocks a worn down metal box was revealed. Jason tossed the shovel to the side and began dusting off the dirt on the box. He slowly opened the lid until memories old started surfacing. He opened the box to see multiple items of his childhood. Jason walked over to his friends with the box who were already sitting down on the grass; he joined them. “Wow, look at all that stuff.” Brianna said admiring one of the object that seemed to be in mint condition. “What’s with the rag?” Con pointed to a small piece of raggy, fluffy cloth. “It was a part of my older brother’s blanket.” Jason said in a soft voice. Brianna’s and Con’s expressions began to sadden. They watched Jason look into it deeply. He gripped it hard and then put it in his back pocket. He went digging around more and saw a plastic toy soldier giving a thumbs up while holding a large rifle in his other hand. Jason smiled and picked it up. “What’s that?” Asked Con. “My Grandfather gave it to my Dad when he left for the war, after his deployment, he gave it to me.” He tucked it inside his other pocket and continued rummaging around. Jason took out a couple of old action figures and comic books which had little meaning to him and set them to the side. He then found a old piece of folded paper, opening it to see a badly drawn picture of a family. His friends looked at it smiling. It was a simple stickman picture but it was obvious who was who. There was a Dad, a Mom and two kids, one slightly taller than the other one. A tear fell from Jason’s eye and fell into the paper making a small *pit* noise. Brianna looked up to see him smiling. He folded the paper again and pocketed it as well. “You okay bro?” Con said, resting a hand on Jason’s shoulder. “Yeah, I’m fine, I’m fine...” He said going back to the box but had a confused look on his face. Brianna and Con soon shared the face when Jason took out a corked up flask that had a green emerald colored liquid in it. “What is it?” Brianna asked. “I- I don’t know, I don’t remember this at all.” Jason said scratching his chin. “Is it drinkable?” Con asked gesturing towards the bottle. “No Idea, Wadsworth, analyze.” “Of course, Sir.” In front of Jason’s BM 5000, a small hole in front of the machine opened, and a small mechanical eye came out with a long neck of metal. The eye moved around the bottle, it squinted and then wide eyed it. A large red beam then came of it’s pupil and began scanning the liquid. After scanning it for ten seconds, the eye retracted. “The liquid is safe to drink, what it’s made of though unknown... I couldn’t recognize the properties.” “Well at least it’s safe, maybe I made this when I was little and added too much earwax to it.” Jason chuckled and began swirling the bottle around to make the liquid swoosh around inside the bottle. “Drink it.” Con said with a dead face. “What!? I’m not drinking this!” He said looking down at the flask. “Drink it Jason.” A small whisper came from Brianna’s lips as she stared at the flask. “Drink it… Drink it! Drink it!” The two were now chanting for Jason to drink his destiny. Jason slowly looked down dramatically at the drink, he then looked at the skies, the beautiful blue skies. While his friends cheered him on he began thinking. “Yes… This is my destiny.” He chuckled in his head, “I shall drink this-!... Er. Drink? I don’t know, Wadsworth, find me a another word for drink.” “Beverage?” “Yes! I shall drink this beverage!” “You’re not the brightest chap I know, Jason.” Wadsworth said chuckling. Jason ignored Wadsworth’s comment and continued his act, his tone becoming a commanding one. “YES! I WILL DRINK THIS BEVERAGE!” He stood up, bringing the flask to the sun. Brianna and Con began cheering even louding, even throwing out little comments, “Yes! Yes Jason, we believe in you!” Con said sarcastically. “Jason! You’re an inspiration to us all!” Brianna snickered. Jason stood up straight and tall, uncorking it in one swift motion and allowing a sweet aroma spread through the air. “It!” Jason stuttered. “It smells good” He dipped a finger in the liquid and gave it a hesitating taste. His eyes opened widely and he froze in his place. Brianna and Con awaited his judgement. “Guys…” His friends waited the answer, making the whole silly play dramatic as hell. “IT’S DELICIOUS!” Jason announced. Immediately, Brianna and Con stood up and fiercely began cheering again. They started to chant. “CHUG! CHUG! CHUG!” Jason lifted the drink to his mouth, and began slowly drinking the smooth, slush, liquid. He began to think while he chugged the flask “Life… Life is beautiful, and cruel. From the very moment I was born, I lived in a beautiful and dangerous world. If not taught well, one won’t be able to survive the harsh world we call reality. Without other humans, one will go mad. So that human makes friends, close friends and family. I’m grateful for my life despite what I’ve been through. My friends, my family, my amazing companion Wadsworth-” “Oh stop it, Jason.” Wadsworth virtually blushed. “-It’s all what I enjoy. But I always wished for some sort of adventure. An adventure of the century.” Jason swallowed the last bit of the liquid. He dropped his head back in pleasure of the delicious liquid he just had. He looked at Brianna and Con to see that they were smiling. “Alright everyone, we’re good! Take five for now.” Jason said gesturing them to get out. They all chuckled. “Should’ve saved some for us you asshole.” Con said playfully punching Jason’s arm. “Well I didn’t knew you guys wanted som-” A bright white flash consumed Jason in a blink of a eye and exploded. Blood smearing everywhere in the yard turning it into a crimson red. Brianna and Con stood frozen up, covered in blood with their jaws hanging and eyes wide open. They stood speechless. “Wha- What...” Brianna managed to breathe out some words. “I- uh- what the fff.” Con stood shaking. As the two stood in shock. The blood began to drip down from the walls. The house stood silently. As if the world had stopped for a couple seconds, Cameras and satellites all recorded this incident. Recorded every last bit of it… ______________________________________________________________________________ Jason poofed into the air. His face immediately tensed up from a gruesome pain in his right leg. He tried to look down past the tears welling up in his face as he free falled from an incredible height. He swore that his heart stopped for a moment when, free falling next to him, was his right leg, just feet away from his face. Jason screamed as he glanced down when he noticed that he was several hundred feet in the air. The pain alone was almost too much for him and he was on the verge of passing out. Bright, crimson red streaked past him as he fell which he could guess was his own blood, making the moment that much more horrifying. "WADSWORTH!" He shouted but a glance at his sore arm told him that his BM5 wouldn’t be much help. The machine sparked every now and then but no response came from his call, the BM5 dented in several places and stray, frayed, wires stuck out here and there, burning his arm, causing him to only cry out even more.. "WADSWORTH!?!" Jason sobbed as he hugged his BM 5000 tightly despite the pain. He then looked down again. "What am I'm going to do!? What am I going to do!? Fucking shit!" He swore. He tried calming himself down, he was now only a few stories from the ground. His breathing began to become ragged as his heart felt like it was about to explode out of his chest. "Okay, okay! Put you remaining leg down! Bend your goddamn knee slightly and relax Jason!" He mumbled to himself and tried to straighten himself out in his free fall, only to find his body staying rigid.. "Fucking come on Jason! Relaxed for gods sake!" He tried to calm down and felt himself unwind a little but he was VERY close to the ground now. He closed his eyes and waited for the impact which would surely be his doom. He whispered under his breath. "Why did I wish for the adventure?" He slammed into the ground, his bent knee taking most of the force. A gruesome rip of muscle was heard and he felt himself bounce into the air. He tried to cover his head with his arm but by now he was half conscious. With a loud thud landed on his back despite trying to turn to the side and heard what must’ve been his ribs breaking. With a cough he felt blood spew out of his mouth and his head began to ring from the impact. He groggily became aware of his leg falling after him somewhere nearby followed shortly by his blood began to rain down around him. Jason stared in shock up at the clear blue sky, aware of the fact that his life was quickly seeping out of him, though he was mildly surprised by the cool sensation of grass beneath him. He slowly turned his head to the right to see a haunting dark green forest. Everything was a deathly green, trees were rotting away, flowers were a sickly green color as the grass was bogged down and muddy. Jason's vision began to darken, his body too broken to even register the pain anymore. But, in the corner of his eye he saw a small blue light that began to grow bigger. Suddenly, midnight colored hoofs were in his vision and when he tried to reach out to grasp them he blacked out. *One Week Later* Twilight Sparkle was busy. Very busy. She moved frantically around her home, scattering around large tomes and books about every subject imaginable. Once in a while she’d come by one from a shelf and instead of casting it aside would place into a suitcase stuffed to the brim with books. She paced back and forth as she searched, though despite her already having what she needed she needed to be sure and made a fourth pass in the library, going through it all over again. Hoofsteps could be heard from upstairs as Spike made his way down, his expression showing that he was dreading the thought that he might have to put everything back in alphabetical order by author and sub-categorize it all by page length again… "Jeez Twilight, what's the rush with all these books?" He asked, hoping for an explanation. "I Just received a letter from Princess Celestia!" Twilight exclaimed with a panicked expression. "What? I don't remember burping out a letter..." Spike asked as he walked towards Twilight. "Yes! I know, and that’s the problem! She didn't sent it by a spell but by her pet Phoenix Philomena! That must mean something big has happened and if she didn't send it by spell then she was afraid that the message could have been intercepted by someone else so she sent it in the most unusual and unsuspecting way!" "Whoa there, calm down Twilight, I don't think it's a big deal. It could’ve been that she was too lazy to use the spell or... I don't know, maybe she wanted to give Philomena some exercise?" "Does this look like its not serious, Spike!?" Twilight handed the letter to Spike which he proceeded to read aloud. "My dear faithful student... It has come to my attention that Equestria is in dire need of the elements of harmony. Something very important has come up and we have tried many attempts at fixing the issue but have come up with no results. I'm sorry for bringing you into this but I have nopony else to turn to and am out of options. My faithful student, a carriage will pick you up at six in the morning. Be sure to be ready along with you friends. Your teacher, Princess Celestia." Spike looked at Twilight his eyes now having some worry in them. "See!? Does that not look important!? I’m almost finished packing and I already contacted the rest of the girls to get ready and meet up at six A.M sharp at my place." Spike stood there awkwardly for moment. "Well do you want help then?" He asked. Twilight gave him a soft smile and nodded. The two began packing for tomorrow's big day. Two hours later and it was almost nine thirty. Twilight and Spike yawned as they finally sat down, surrounded by what seemed like a dozen large packed suitcases. Spike spoke up. "You should get some sleep Twilight, If you have to wake up at six then you at least have to sleep at ten to get those full eight hours..." He spoke groggily. "Yeah, you're right. I should be off to bed, and thank you spike for helping me today, I really appreciate it." She gave him a sleepy smile. "Aww shuck, it was nothing." He waved her off. "Well now, you should be getting to bed too. Come on, lets get some sleep." Twilight went to leave but turned to see that Spike had already fell asleep. She shook her head while chuckling in amusement. She levitated him to her side as she walked up stairs and put him in his bead. Twilight pulled the blanket over him and then proceeded to get to bed as well. She laid down, tossing the blankets over herself and closed her eyes. "Okay" She spoke to herself. "Just go to sleep... To sleep I say... Good old sleep." Twilight tossed and turned until she eventually opened her eyes to glance at the clock, only to frown at seeing that a whole hour has passed. "Gah! At this rate, I'm not going to get any sleep! Just go to sleep!" She grabbed the pillow and put it over her head pleading to catch some sleep. After a while she slowly drifted off into a fitful slumber. Over her tree, the blue midnight sky slowly moved. Stars blanketed the night's sky. Off in the distance, Discord stood alone on a hill. "Oh dear me, Someone drank the potion." Note So what an interesting part on Jason. What!? You didn't like him!? or the story!? WELL THEN! Take that comment, write it down on a piece of paper and throw it into the trash!... I'm kidding, no really, I'm open to criticism because I want to know what I did right and wrong as I'm always trying to improve my writing. If it's bad, write it down, I want to hear it. If its good, write it down, I want to hear it. Any feedback, comment, whatever is welcomed . Took a whole week to write, which is funny because I never been really motivated to write stories when I was 15, as you can tell from my other stories, some lack grammar or just don't make sense, especially when I was 14 *Looks down embarrassingly* Any way, I had 8 chapters of this done already but I decided to rewrite everything because I thought it was bad and now that I'm more matured and my vocabulary kinda grew, I'm ready to write stories again... And to my followers, I am so sorry...