Chapter III: Dream Land
As Alex got ‘comfortable’ in his uncomfortable bed, he looked up at his bunk’s roof and started to think about what had happened in his life. The three ponies he met within the last 2 hours and Spitfire, oh god, what a nightmare.
Anyways, Alex shook his head to clear his mind of those thoughts before he looked up to the top of his bunk again that was made of stars.
‘Wait, starts?’ Alex though as he looked at the starry bunk.
He shook his head again in hopes it will return to normal wood it was but that didn’t help, it was still stars. Grunting, Alex decided to touch the bunk in the hope it will be normal after the touch.
But instead, his surroundings turned black. Just him and the blinding darkness.
“WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?!” He yelled into the darkness. Yet, nothing responded.
“Oh great, am I dead?!” He angrily hit the invisible floor. “I didn’t do anything yet in my life!!!”
“You want to take that comment back dear.” The same feminine voice from his ‘auditory hallucinations’ came from behind.
“GAH…!” Alex yelled as he tripped forwards on himself.
“Here, let me help you up.” The voice said again as Alex was levitated up to a standing position. This felt very weird for Alex.
“Better?”
“I think so, now, who are you……?” Alex asked as he turned around to see something he would never thought of ever seeing: an alicorn made completely of stars. Contrasting the complete blackness, she was about 1 ½ heads taller than Alex but was slimmer and less muscular than Alex’s muscular frame he sported.
Focusing back into reality, he looked up strait into the eyes of the alicorn, who wore a neutral expression.
“Who are you and where are we?” Alex stuttered, feeling truly afraid.
“Oh sorry, let me fix our surroundings.” She said as the ugly blackness turned into a star field filled with stars of all colors, infrared signatures (remember Alex’s vision) and nebulae that surrounded the two with the floor becoming a translucent blue and the alicorn had a purplish aurora around her to stand out from the rest of the cosmos.
“Better?” She asked.
“Better, now who are you?”
“Oh right, my actual name is something that in unpronounceable in your tone. But you can call me Forcea.” She smiled.
“Okay, Forcea, where are we?”
“Well, it is hard to explain, you are here and yet, not. You are dreaming at this instant, but you can consciously sense you are here. You are ‘at’ The Plain of Liberty.” She explained, waving her wings around to prove her point.
“Why am I here?” Alex asked, poking at the floor that he isn’t sure is even solid.
“Well, you have been the chosen one Alexander to bring to light the Force. These opportunities are rare up to level of winning the lottery.”
“What is the lottery?”
“Oh yeah, you don’t know, about 1 in three million odds.”
Alex gulped.
“And most of them, to decrease the odds, don’t even have the experience to meet with you.”
“Oh, well, what is special about me then?” Alex said looking around the star fields.
“Well, you have tapped into the Force young one.” She smiled.
“Huh?”
“Well do you remembered when you beat Hass Kicker from that one sentence?” She asked.
“Yeah, that never happened before.” Alex responded.
“Well that was the first time you ever used it, you can’t feel it at first but give it time, you can manipulate the force under your own will.”
“Whoa! How long!” Alex was now jumping from his ‘gift.’
“It varies from being to be but for you, very, very short. The average is around 5 days with the last one who figured it out.”
“Oh boy! I can-!” Then Alex’s excitement stopped before a question popped in his head.
“So, others can use it unconsciously, right?”
“Yes.”
“Then, what about me?” Forcea remained neutral but didn’t respond for a minute.
“Well, *Sigh* the force magic has been overtaken by harmonic magic that the rest use. You can use it via earth pony magic, but you have the special ability to use Force Magic, in fact, more than Harmonic Magic.”
Alex stood there stumped.
“In the beginning, Force Magic and Harmonic Magic were there peacefully, and still is, but the ponices that control more Harmonic Magic than Force Magic genocide the force users because they couldn’t understand it.”
“No…” Alex muttered.
“Luckily, the Force never dies but a single weak being can’t bring it back. That is what the prophecy says, but it says that a strong being will bring it back in the future. That being, it you.” She said poking at Alex’s chest.
Alex was now lying on his side in disbelief on what washed over him.
“Relax, it won’t be as hard as you think. But you will need two sets of friends to lift you up to your highest potential Alexander. And this is all I can say.”
“I have a question.” Alex raised his hoof.
“Yes?”
“Does Harmonic Magic have a goodness like you?”
“Actually, my being here is a lie. I am merely a representation of what the Force is, I am not actually a real thing.” Forcea said before disappearing into the darkening surroundings.
“And to help you on your way darling.” Her voice rained out from all directions, you will be helped by two fellows to complete your two goals, to master the force and to rise in the real world.” And Alex’s world went black.
Alex woke up like a rock, slow and steady. He looked at the tent’s built in clock and it was 4:00. Shrugging, he walked out of the tent, careful not to wake up his bunk mates, and then walked near his tent and sat down next to the river.
The entire time he was awake up to this point, he felt weird. The dream seemed to be bogus and yet, here he is, sensing things like he never had been. He saw a piece of driftwood and thought it will be caught in a rock and sure enough, it did.
“Whoa,” Alex whispered. “what has happened to me?”
“You have been opened up to the world young one.” An elderly man voice ran beside him to which he jumped to see a, creature, setting next to him with his legs crossed. Alex wasn’t totally afraid since he has seen weirder but where in the world did he come from? Clearly, living things shouldn’t have a blue aurora around them, right?
“What are you?” Alex whispered, aware of his sleeping bunk mates he barely knows.
“Well I am what you call me a human pony, put I am a force ghost, so I don’t have a true form.” The calm being explained, with his eyes closed still.
“Why that form?” Alex whispered.
“Well when I was still living, this was my latest form and when I died, my spirit transferred to The Plain of Liberty to continue my work in my universe that you can access later.” He opened his eyes and turned to Alexander with his blueish-greenish eyes of his.
“Well, what is your name?” Alex asked.
The being scratched his white bear. “Well by Forcea, my name is also unpronounceable, but you can call be Obi-Wan Kenobi.”
“Okay, Obi-Wan, did Forcea send you hear.” Alex asked looking out into the stream.
“Yes, I am the one to teach you the ways of the force that you can control in your world.” He smiled off into the forest.
“Okay, was it you three that kept talking to me?” Alex asked, looking at Obi-Wan.
“Yes, you will meet him tomorrow as this time again. Now go off, someone is calling you, meet you later.” And Obi-Wan disappeared.
“TIME TO WAKE UP! WE DON’T HAVE ALL DAY!” Master Hass Kicker yelled from, somewhere.
“*Sigh* Time for the torture to begin.” Alex sighed as he walked back into his tent. This day started off weird but now what?