I wake up from my dreamless sleep. I didn’t get as much rest as I would have liked because I was anticipating the experiments I’d be doing with Tyrell and Julius. I was curious about what kind of powers I’d be able to conjure up. I already knew I had telekinesis, I just needed to make sure I didn’t faint immediately after using it. But as for any other powers? My mind was blanking. I had absolutely no idea what powers were hidden in Twilight’s body. Even if I knew what they were, using them would be a completely different matter.
My thoughts then shifted to Twilight herself. I didn’t dream about her last night, probably because I woke up early. I noticed that I only tended to dream about her when I had a full night’s rest. Every time I hadn’t dreamed about her, it was super early in the morning or I had been forced awake by someone else. Either way, I secretly hoped she might be able to help me in some way with learning my powers today.
I figured speculation on my powers would be fruitless at the moment and I decided to just waltz over to the mirror. I threw the covers off of me and I started to make my way over there, but I soon stopped. For whatever reason, my body had decided to put me on all fours rather than standing upright. I pushed up with my forelegs and rose up unto my hindlegs. I was now standing up and it felt very odd to me. I had no difficulty in doing it, but my body was reacting to it the same way you might react to sitting on a table; it was perfectly doable, but it felt inherently wrong. I sighed and lowered myself back down to four legs. My body felt at ease now.
I continued my trot over to the mirror and decided to get a grasp on any new changes. It was getting harder and harder for me to notice things that were different about me aside from growing more fur. I was almost done with changes, at least physically. I noticed my wings were bigger than they were yesterday and my body’s overall size was reduced even more. I was now a bit more confident that these wings could get me off the ground and flying. I still did not want to fly around unless I was in a controlled environment. I did not want to be flailing around in the air and panicking and trying to make my wings work under pressure.
I gave my body yet another look over and I couldn't really find much else of note. I realized that I probably wouldn't need to do this physical examinations for much longer because then I'd...just look like this all the time. I was satisfied with my examination, so I donned the outfit that Nathan had made for me and I made my way outside to go get some breakfast.
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I had just finished my daily routine of getting myself cleaned up and looking fresh and ready for the day. Showering on all fours was different, but I was finding adjusting to my pony self easier and easier every day. At first, it seemed like these pony limbs and anatomy would get in the way and hinder me at every turn. But my friends and I haven’t had all that much trouble. I pondered to myself wondering if Twilight had something to do with it.
As I was making my way down to the cafeteria, I noticed Alex walking ahead of me in the hallway. I waved.
“Hey Alex!” I yelled. “Wait up!” I trotted over at an increased pace to catch up to him until we were side by side and then resumed my leisurely pace. Alex was on all fours, just as I was, leading me to think that most of us were thinking the same thing in regards to walking.
“Hey Penn. I just got up. How are you doing?” Alex asked.
“Well, I’m just going to get some breakfast and then head down to the lower level to see if I can learn about my powers from those two weirdo scientists.” I explained.
He nodded. “Ah, I see. Yeah, I was gonna go see if I could find any more research on Unicorns to see if there were any sort of magical abilities they innately knew. It’s a bit difficult because all those accounts are from mythology and not a scientific perspective so there doesn’t seem to be any hard evidence.” He gave a strong sigh. “And even if there was, would knowing the science behind it help us activate it or would be just left wondering? It’s...frustrating.” He finished, not with a tone of anger but one of sadness.
“Well,” I began. “I could try and ask Twilight about it. She seems to know a lot.”
“That’s true.” Alex agreed.
The two of us sat in silence for a bit. I was lost in thought about our current situation. Alex also seemed lost in thought about something but I had a gut feeling he was thinking about a much more sensitive topic.
“Hey Penn, I want to ask you something...personal.” Alex asked, the last word spoken being quieter than the rest of the sentence.
“Oh, yeah sure. Go ahead.” I responded in a calming manner in an attempt to make Alex feel more comfortable.
Despite the effort to make things easier, Alex still took a long time in producing a question. He turned away, not wanting me to see the look on his face. He tried to speak but he made many small tones and false starts. It seemed to me like he was struggling to come up with the proper way to say what he wanted to say. Eventually, he turned towards me, ready to ask his burning question.
“Do you...still think of yourself as a guy? Or do you think of yourself as a girl?” Alex finally says with a sad tone of voice.
That...was actually a very good question. Before this entire incident, there was no question in my mind what the answer to that question would be. I was physically born a guy and I felt like a guy in terms of my personality. I hadn’t really had any sort of dysphoria growing up so that question wouldn’t have phased me.
But right now? That was a much more complicated question. Aside from the species change, I was physically changing into a female and with that change brought some unusual implications. I certainly didn’t look like a man, that much was for sure and I wasn't just talking about the change in species.
As for how I felt? That was a whole different situation entirely. Every day brought about a new change to my body and with those changes brought new feelings to the very core of my being. It was warping and changing, just like my body. Once I stop changing, where will I be at mentally? To be honest, I wasn’t sure where I’d end up.
That brings me to the reason that Alex is bringing this up in the first place. I’m guessing the reason that Alex asked is because...they felt that they were not so sure if they felt like a guy anymore thanks to these changes. It was certainly thought provoking and I can understand where they’re coming from. After taking the time to think it over and take similar care to word my response, I finally answered.
“If I’m being honest Alex...I’m not so sure right now.” I admit “Neither one of us really fits into being a guy physically anymore and mentally I feel very different and I’m not just saying that because I have another personality placed inside my head. I feel like parts of my mind have changed to fit my body and I’m not sure if that ‘different mind’ is a guy, a girl or something else. But you know what? I don’t think it really matters what I identify as now. You and I are changing everyday and with those changes come different feelings. When these changes are all said and done, I’ll need to ask the question, ‘Who am I?’ and when I get an answer, I’ll let you know.” I finished my explanation and turned to Alex. “I’m guessing the reason you asked that is because you’re wrestling with that idea too?”
Alex nodded. “Yeah. I’ve felt less like who I was and more like someone else. I was more welcoming of the changes mainly because I didn’t really have a good self-image of who I was when I started this whole thing.”
“Hey, if it means anything to you, you’re a lot better than you think you are.” I reassure Alex. “You might think that the pony part of you is making you better but you both complement each other. I can’t speak for what the pony in your head is saying and thinking, but if they’re anything like the pony in my head, I think you’re better united than apart.” I pause for a second before asking another sensitive question. “If you don’t mind me asking, is there a specific reason you have low self-image that’s also related to this dysphoria?”
Alex tapped their chin. “Well, I don’t think there’s just one contributing factor to that, but I think I have an idea where that dysphoria comes from.”
I sit there, listening intently. “Is that so?”
They nod. “Yeah. My father was very...hands off in raising me. He wasn’t a bad dad or anything, and I wouldn’t say he did anything that was actively harmful. But he didn’t really take an active interest in raising me I suppose. His father had raised him with a similar parenting style and I suppose if it was good enough for him, it was good enough for me. So because dad wasn’t around too often, I ended up being raised by my mom and interacting more with my older sister. All my authority figures were women which made me respect the feminine perspective and I didn’t really get any sort of teaching about the masculine perspective. That’s how I see it at least. There's probably way more to it than that but that's the gist of it."
I nodded my head. I could see how being raised in an environment like that could breed a sense of gender dysphoria.
“Well,” I begin. “You don’t have to come to an answer right now. But I do want you to know that we’re still friends and I still care about you.”
Alex grinned. “Thanks. I guess for now you can just use ‘they’ as a way to refer to me. If that’s not too much trouble.”
I nodded. “Sure thing, Alex.”
Alex nods back. “Well, we should probably go get some breakfast, yeah?”
“Sure thing.” I respond.
We both trotted along to the cafeteria. I occasionally looked over at Alex and noticed a nice hop in their step, as if a large weight had been lifted.
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We arrived at the cafeteria. It was the typical bustle of people milling about and the occasional pony sprinkled throughout the crowd. Already, I could spy Darnel and Will sitting together and they seemed to be having a wonderful time. Alex and I quickly grab our food from the line and move over to sit with our friends.
As we approached the table, I saw the two of them playing some kind of card game. They seemed to be really into it and they barely noticed our approach.
“Hey guys. Whatcha up to?” I asked as I set my food down on the table.
“Shhh!” Will blurted out, lost in concentration. Will and Darnel seemed to be playing a nice game of Uno and Will seemed to only be at two cards with Darnel at five cards. Will let out a smirk and placed a card down.
“Uno, my friend.” Will smirked, confident they would be victorious.
“Gosh, yer down to your last card.” Darnel said with a sigh. “I’m not sure what I’ll do.” They said, before turning back with a devilish smirk. Will had little time to process this situation before Darnel proceeded to produce four different skip cards, declaring Uno and then laying down the final card they had of the same color as the last card. “Oh, I guess I’ll do that then.”
“GOD DANGIT!” Will yelled, throwing their card down onto the pile. “You were setting that up the whole time weren’t you?”
“Maaaaaaaybe.” Darnel giggled, clearing out the cards to keep the table clear for eating.
“Humph, well, I get you next time, you can count on it!” Will retorts, their confidence coming back. With that exchange the two of them turn to us and bring us into their conversation. “So, now that our exciting competition is over, what’s going on with you two?” Will asked.
“Well, the two of us got into a conversation about new developments regarding our transformations.” I begin, eyeing a glance at Alex, wondering if it was okay to go into detail. They gave me a small grin and a nod, giving the green light to talk about the sensitive subject matter. In fact, Alex decided to take the reins of the conversation.
“We were talking about how this whole transformation made us re-evaluate how we looked at ourselves and I asked Penn if they still felt like a guy or if that had changed.” Alex explained.
Darnel looked at us with wide, curious eyes, clearly interested in the conversation. “Golly, that sounds pretty interesting. I hadn’t really thought ‘bout it too much but I can see why that would be somethin’ you might want to talk about.”
Will on the other hoof was very indifferent on it. “Eh, I don’t think it matters all that much. I’m a mare down there and I feel a bit different, but I’m still me. Granted, it’s now an athletic, tomboy version of me but still me. You can be whoever you want and you shouldn’t be judged for being you. People change, whether that’s through emotional experiences or by growing wings and getting a rainbow mane. Just be who you want.” Will nodded, finishing their oration.
The three of us stood silent at Will’s blunt but articulated point of view. Will turned back to us a bit flustered. “W-what?! It’s not like I can’t be thoughtful or nuanced! It’s just that I hadn’t really felt the need to shift into that gear.”
Darnel giggled. “I know you can be thoughtful, Will. I just know that you tend to express it differently. Plus, I get the feeling you’re getting a bit inspired by that pony yer becoming.”
I furrowed my brow a bit at that comment. “Inspired” wasn’t exactly how I would put it. It felt a bit more like we were being filtered through a pony like lens. There was another worry that was related to all of this. It was something that I hadn’t really addressed or thought about too much mainly because of the fears and implications involved. But the conversation with Alex and the comment Darnel made forced it to the surface in my mind. Well, there was no running away from it.
“Hey guys,” I say in a quiet tone. “Do you think...we’ll stop being ourselves when this transformation is done? Do you think we’ll lose some part of ourselves?” I ask.
The mood of the conversation shifts and it’s clear I’ve made everyone a bit uncomfortable with the revelation I’ve unveiled to everyone. It was something that Juan had brought up before but I felt that it deserved to be reiterated. We have no idea how this transformation works and we don’t know what the end result will be.
Darnel is the first to speak up. “I don’t think I have the answer to that right now. But I know we’ll be there for each other no matter what happens. I’m making that a promise.” Darnel firmly nods their head.
“How can you be so confident in that?” I retort.
“You remember those dreams with the ponies we had before? They honestly don’t seem like the types of people that would intentionally destroy our personalities. If anything they’d probably work to try and make sure that doesn’t happen. I don’t think they want that to happen to us. I can’t guarantee it won’t happen, but I have faith they’ll come through for us.” Darnel finished with a reassuring smile.
“Hmm, yeah. I guess I should put more faith in Twilight.” I admitted. “She seems like a smart girl and she wants to help out. At least, that’s what I gathered from my dream.”
“Well, we’ll tackle that stuff when we come to it.” Will said, putting their hooves behind their head. “Right now, we’re worrying about what’s happening right now...like with Penn trying to learn magic.”
“Ah, yeah that’s right.” Alex exclaimed in excitement. “You should document all the things that you learn and come back and inform us of what you learned. If we can do that, the other unicorn patients might be able to mimic and recreate what you do when you’re down there.”
“Okay.” I reply.
“And if those two weirdo scientists try and pull anything, you give them a one two punch!” Will proclaimed.
“I don’t think I’ll need to do that but thanks. I’ll be fine, don’t you worry.” I reassure my friends. I wasn’t exactly thrilled to be going back down there to meet with those scientists since I couldn’t exactly trust them given our current situation. But my best chance of learning about my powers would be by catering to them so I would need to humor them.
The conversation eventually shifted to other topics, bonding over small talk until we were all finished with our food. While I didn’t have a solid time commitment to Tyrell and Julius, I knew I shouldn’t keep them waiting too long so I decided to bid my friends farewell and left the cafeteria to venture down below.
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It had been a while since I had been down in this lab area. Despite this floor having the similar sterile aesthetic as the living area I was accustomed to above, this area just seemed a bit more mysterious and ominous. Part of it was because of what happened last time with me using magic for the first time. The other part was this sinking feeling I had in the pit of my stomach that there was something else hidden in this place.
It wasn’t just the feeling of unease in my mind either. I was feeling something in my horn that I certainly didn’t feel the first time I was down here. It wasn’t a particularly uncomfortable sensation or anything, but it was like it was being given a light tug every now and again. I had no idea what was happening to it and I couldn’t really ask Twilight since she was stuck in my head.
Well, nothing much I could do about that right now. I came here to learn about my magic. Finding out all the secrets of this place would come later. I approached the door and could hear the muffled sounds of speech coming from the other side. I took a deep breath and then pushed open the door. I knew that I would need to talk to scientists who were well versed with my anatomy and could help me unlock my potential.
Unfortunately, all I had was Tyrell and Julius, the latter of who was currently trying to balance three pens on his nose. I’m starting to think that maybe these guys were not as smart as I had initially thought. Regardless of how I felt about them, they at least knew a little bit so I needed to press them for as much information I could about my powers and I needed to see if they could help me in any way.
“I hope I’m not interrupting anything important.” I bellow in a sarcastic tone.
Immediately as I say that, Julius panics and the pens fall off his face and clatter to the floor. Tyrell simply turns toward me.
“Ah, Penn.” Tyrell greets me with a warm smile. “Sadly, we’re light on things to do as of late. But given that you’re down here, I have the feeling that’s about to change.”
I nod. “Very perceptive. Yes, I was wanting to learn more about my magic powers since I went and fainted the last time we tried to do this. I don’t think I’ll freak out as much this time around. Might freak out a little.” I chuckled.
Tyrell gets up and clasps his hands together. “Alright. Let’s go ahead and get started. Since you’ve already done levitation before, even if only briefly, we’ll start with that.” He explained.
Julius motions to a table for me to move over to and I make my way over. I hopped up onto the table and sat there looking up at the two of them. Now that I was alone with fully sized humans, it had really sunken in how small I had become over the course of these two weeks. I was less the size of a human and more the size of a large dog. While I could stand up on two legs to diminish the size disparity, it felt more comfortable and natural to just stick to all fours.
“Alright Penn, we can start off small.” Tyrell explains, putting a pen on the table in front of me. “Now, the best results we’ve seen from learning with James is to imagine that you’re encapsulating the object with your mind. Try to imagine what that might be like and see if you can lift this pen up.”
I looked over at the pen. Encapsulating the pen with my mind? That sounded pretty bizarre but if that’s what it took, I guess I should go for it. I glared intently at the pen in front of me, ignoring the rest of the world around me. I wanted to pull this thing up in the air and get it off the ground. After staring at the pen for a solid two seconds, it became surrounded by a semi-transparent purple cloud. Seeing this I decided to use my mind’s eye to lift this cloud up into the air to rest in front of my eyes. It took a bit longer but eventually the pen raised itself up and now it was floating in the air!
I stared in awe of what was happening. I was using telekinesis! No smoke and mirrors or anything, this was legit magic. In my excitement my cloud dissipated and the pen clattered back unto the table. The two scientists were equally thrilled at my display.
“Good job, Penn!” Julius exclaimed. “That’s some pretty good levitation skills right there.”
Tyrell nodded. “I would strongly suggest you excel at using your levitation since it will be useful in lieu of using hands to handle objects.”
I look back at the pen and try to pick it up again, trying to practice. I pull it up into the air a bit quicker this time. I think I’m getting the hang of this! I hadn’t had too much difficulty with using my hooves to grab things surprisingly enough, but it would be great to have an alternate way of grabbing things.
While I’m practicing, Julius sets up a series of empty soda cans on a table across from me. He also proceeds to clear out everything in between me and the cans. After this whole setup, Tyrell and Julius stand behind me. With all this setup, I was curious what they wanted me to try out, though I had a feeling of what it would entail.
“Alright.” Julius sighed, rolling his shoulders. “Our ‘shooting gallery’ is all set up.”
“Er, a ‘shooting gallery’ you say?” I asked.
“Indeed.” Tyrell responded. “The same energy you use to levitate and pick up objects can also be expelled in a concentrated beam at whatever your horn is pointing at.”
“Or to put it another way, you can shoot LASERS from your horn!” Julius grins with exuberance.
Tyrell groans. “Yes, you can shoot lasers from your horn, if that’s the way you want to describe it. Personally, I’d like for it to have a slightly more refined name. Regardless, we’re going to test this out and see if you can hit those targets. What you’ll want to do is similar to levitation except instead of encapsulating it, you’ll want to expel energy out towards your target. Imagine that you want to give a push with your mind while looking toward the can there. Be sure to tilt your head down a bit like this.” Tyrell lightly grabs my head and pulls it down to where my horn is more lined up with the can while being in the upper part of my vision.
“It can be a bit awkward.” Julius explained. “It’s not like aiming down the sights of a gun since that’s something external and you can look down the sights of it. Your horn is straight up attached to your head so you’ll need to adjust your head itself to get it to aim properly.”
I took in all the information that the two of them were telling me and closed my eyes. I took a deep breath in and out. Shooting lasers from my horn, eh? Well, I guess it was time to try and make it work. I opened my eyes and stared down at one of the empty soda cans in front of me. I felt a build up in my horn and a pink glow entered the top of my vision. Finally, I did a mental push in my mind and a burst of light shot forward. A pink burst of light went soaring through the air and hit the leftmost can off the table, sending it sailing down to the floor.
“Lasers, man!” Julius exclaimed with a wide smile on his face. Tyrell said nothing and simply shook his head at his partner’s display.
“There is one other technique we were hoping you’d be able to try today, Penn.” Tyrell said.
“Oh? What’s that?” I inquire.
“Teleportation.” Tyrell stated plainly.
“E-excuse me?” I was dumbfounded at Tyrell’s response. Levitation and lasers were one thing but being able to teleport? That sounded like a high ramp up in difficulty.
“Don’t worry,” Tyrell said, trying to reassure me. “We wouldn’t be testing this out if we couldn’t do it safely. We’ll only be doing very basic teleportation, not even leaving the room. This is however much more difficult than the previous two techniques, so we might be at this for a while.”
My confidence was starting to wane a bit. Sure I had tackled the first two spells no problem but teleportation seemed like a bit much. But I also knew that I needed to learn all I can about my abilities and my body. That combined with the curiosity of how my powers worked and I was convinced I should go for it.
“Alright, I’ll try it. I’m trusting you guys not to do anything that could put me in danger.” I state, making my feelings known.
Tyrell gives a thoughtful nod. “No one here wants to see you get hurt. And you don’t have to try the teleportation if you don’t want to.”
I immediately shook my head. I knew if I was given a moment to hesitate, I might end up backing out of this.
“Alright then. Julius, pull out the glass pane.” Tyrell motioned to his friend. Julius, without missing a beat, moved over to the middle of the room. He pressed a few buttons on a panel which caused a glass wall to start pushing through the middle of the room. Eventually it reached the other side of the room, cutting the width of the room in half. Julius was now on the other side, waving at us.
“Okay Penn. We’re going to try and get you to go from this side of the room to the other side. Since there’s a barrier between us, you’ll have to use your teleport to get you from one side to the other. You can see where Julius is right there, you can see where he’s at and you can visualize where you need to go. You want to imagine yourself standing where you want to be. Imagine what it looks like in your head, what sounds there are, what it will look like to you. When you have that idea built up into your mind, focus your energy like you did with the last two times and then mentally pull yourself over there.”
It all sounded pretty complicated but I felt like I could do it. I looked over to the other part of the room and tried to visualize myself over there and think about what it would look like in my head. I could feel a build up of energy in my horn and the power that was coursing through it. I then unleashed it by trying to yank myself awa-
*POP*
For a split second, I could feel myself drifting through a form of nothingness. It wasn’t empty space, it felt like I was in a reality where nothing existed and yet I was also drifting through said area. It was so surreal and I didn’t know what to make of i-
*POP*
I felt my body tumble unto the floor with a slump. I reappeared only a few inches off the ground but even still, my landing was not graceful. Julius pulled me up.
“Whoa, are you okay there Penn?” He asked, concerned after my little trip. I gripped my head slightly and gathered myself to my hooves.
“Yeah, I’m fine...just a bit dizzy.” I replied. Julius nodded at me and gave a thumbs up to Tyrell from across the room. Tyrell gives a positive response in kind and moves over to the control panel on his side of the wall. After pressing a few buttons, a solid panel pulls down over the glass wall and now the other side of the room is now visually blocked.
“Alright Penn, we’re doing one level harder this time.” Julius explained. “You need to teleport back into the other side of the room but now you can’t actually see into the other side so now you have to abstract it and be a bit more indirect.”
I nodded and tried to once again transport myself through a solid object. I was trying to imagine the place I was just at but it was proving to be much more difficult to accomplish. I pooled my energy into my horn and tried to pull off what I had just accomplished before. However, not being able to see my target was proving difficult. After struggling and wincing, I let out a huge gust of air from my lungs and slumped over.
“I can’t seem to do it.” I admit.
“Ah, that’s okay, keep trying.” Julius encouraged me. “Honestly, you’re grasping these concepts a lot quicker than I had expected.”
I attempted to teleport again, doing all the steps that I followed in my previous teleport and tried to get myself over to the other side but again I felt myself falling short. Maybe going through a solid object was impossible. Did I need a line of sight to make my teleport work? Did I need a sense of familiarity to the place I arrived at to teleport there? Maybe I could talk to Twilight about this.
Julius was seeing me struggle and started rummaging through a drawer. After a bit he produced a small rock and knelt down so I could get a good look at it. “I think this might help you out.”
“What is it?” I asked.
“Well, you can think of it as a power booster. It should give you extra power and let you perform your teleport. If you’ll let me, I’ll place it on your horn so you can maybe absorb its power.” He explained.
I was a bit skeptical. Where exactly did he get this stone from? How did he know it would boost my abilities? And how exactly did they know about my abilities?
I sighed. They were questions I still didn’t have the answers to, but I knew I’d need to solve those mysteries at some point. I give Julius the go ahead to use the stone. He moves to place the stone on my horn. Immediately, I feel a surge rush in to meet my horn. My horn glows with the same pink glow as with my other powers but now it was glowing especially bright. The adrenaline in my body kicks into high gear.
“Oh my god, I feel so much po-”
*POP*
I moved through the same void world but I seemed to be moving through it much faster this time. It felt like my body was overloaded with energy and I was having a hard time controlling it all. I just needed to st-
*POP*
I was now straddled atop a table I had become all too familiar with. It was the table we used in the Magic Meeting room. I was now sitting atop a board game, pieces strun about and I was now looking into the confused faces of all my friends. I had little time to process what was happening before I felt the glow of my horn envelop my vision. I did however hear a voice speak out.
“What the FUC-” I heard Will blurt out before I-
*POP*
Once again, I was hurtling through a void going to a place I had no idea where it would be. All I knew is that I’d b-
*POP*
I found myself on a desk this time, a very nice looking desk. Once again, I found myself on top of someone’s work at the moment though instead of a rousing board game, it looked to be a group of files and paperwork. I was now staring into the eyes of the last person I really wanted to be talking to at the moment.
“How the heck did you get in here?!” Franklin yelled at me, clearly not expecting a visitor.
“I-I’m sorry, I don’t know what-”
*POP*
I’m in that void again, it was getting less whimsical and more irritating. I just wish I could contro-
*POP*
I land in a room that looks less like a science lab and more like the spoils of an archeological dig. I see several old books that look to be absolutely ancient and seem to be in a writing that I cannot understand. There’s also an ornate looking bag that has seen some damage due to the elements but seems relatively well preserved despite nature weathering it.
But the most obvious thing in the room was the large object being covered by a sheet. The mystery object looked to be a fossil of some kind of creature given the general physical shape of the object. I could tell that it was a creature that stood on all fours and seemed roughly equine shaped. It was also huge, even bigger than both Cadance and James. I’d say it was roughly on par with the size of an actual horse.
However the thing that was most intriguing about it was the energy I could feel it giving off. It was a similar feeling like that stone but was magnified several times over. Whatever was under that sheet was overflowing with that power. It was almost overwhelming how much power it had contained within.
I slowly trotted towards the artifact and reached out to touch it. I knew that it was probably covered for a reason so I made an effort to be careful so as to not damage it. I reached out with my hoof and touc-
*POP*
It was immediate how much energy was poured into me. I was going even faster than I had ever done the previous two times. What could be happening n-
*POP*
I was outside. I was high above the ground. There was nothing under me. I began falling. The ground was approaching at high speed. Fear. Panic. Terror. I needed to teleport again. I needed to live. I had to survive. I closed my eyes. I had to concentrate. The wind was pushing up against my face. It wouldn’t be long until-