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// Prologue 
// Story: An Unlikely Bond 
// by SketchyRed 
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	The sky became orange as the boy walked home from school. He was about at least 12, and lived close to the school. Mostly carefree, he was, but very embarrassed about something.


He was a brony, and a very big one at that.


He didn't tell anyone other than his best friend. If anybody knew, they'd bully him endlessly, he thought. But anyway, back to what was happening. He liked this time of day, and since he had no homework, he thought to take the long route that went through the woods. As he walked through the forest floor, he noticed a metallic silhouette hiding in the trees. I've never noticed that before...  Thought the boy. To be honest, it was Intriguing. It wasn't there last week when he came through here. Slowly, he creeped closer and closer to the rust covered object. It was greatly cylindrical with some tubes going into and out, and it had many colored buttons and even a door. Inside the door was an oval shape. Overall, this thing seemed to be a machine.

He placed his backpack down on the ground and slowly rubbed his fingers over the cold surface. This was genuinely new, but looked as if it was at least 30 years old... At this point the boy's curiosity was at the max. For that reason, he pulled out a little notebook with the name "Tre M." written on it. It was his weird discovery/idea notebook. After he wrote down what this was he examined it. He looked at every angle, crevice, and bolt. And accidentally caught his red shirt and dirty blonde hair on some of the parts. Eventually, he spotted a button that said the word TRANSFORM on it. Being the young boy he was, he pressed one of the buttons in hope of finding something great. He walked in. Nothing happened.

"Son of a tree! Why won't you work? Do you need some sort of a power source, or are you-" his statement was cut off by a loud spark. Soon the door locked and more sparks soon followed. The machine was active! 

"Let me out!" The boy screamed, trying to find a way out. He was excited that it was active, yes, but he didn't want to lose his life. It shocked him, and somehow more sparks located everything that he has had contact with in the past year. But mind you, it only did it to LIVING things. It seemed like magic. But magic wasn't real, was it? As the pain got increasingly more overcoming, he was starting to change. His hands slowly became hooves, he started to grow wings, grew a growth on his forehead, and his skeletal structure changed into something more equine... A pony, perhaps? This same thing also happened to those living things he had contact with, as well. If that wasn't bad enough, him and those contacts got teleported. Teleported to somewhere magical and unexpected.

Equestria.

And this was only 6 years ago...