//------------------------------// // Chapter 12. The World is Waiting. // Story: Magnets in a Mare's World. // by Triple-Rainbow //------------------------------// Super Stallion Bedridden After First Brawl? A Hypnotic Hym Forces Heroes to Clash. 
 By Gabby Gums Staff Writer Trot City, BA - It’s a pegasus, it’s a blimp, no it’s the Mysterious Magnito. On June 27, 2050, the villainous trinity known as the Siren Sisters a.k.a the Dazzlings, Adagio Dazzle, Sonata Dazzle, and Aria Dazzle took Trot City by storm with their manipulative music, turning ponicemares into puppets and super powered mares into marionettes. Their ‘concerto of crime’ was thwarted by an up and coming new hero who calls themselves Magnito, an alleged earth pony stallion with either a curse or an enchantment that allows them to levitate objects without any visible aura. Witnesses at the scene reported seeing the scarlet stallion fly above the enslaved victims of the dastardly Dazzlings and use his assumed curse to disarm the ponice and fight five of the six powerful mares who make up the Power Ponies. Falling victim to the Dazziling’s enchanted amulets, the resident heroes of Trot City were forced to fight the masked stallion against their will. Yet, in spite of being outnumbered by the Power Ponies, Magnito was able to incapacitate them until he was able to steal one of the Dazzling’s amulets. Where he or the amulet went are currently unknown, though many ponies are searching hospitals and healthcare facilities in the hopes of finding the injured colt in crimson armor. Witnesses also claimed that the stallion was seriously injured by his prior fight with the Power Ponies, allegedly vomiting blood before fleeing the scene with the amulet still in his possession. While many mares and stallions wonder if this hero is alright, others are quick to point out that the Power Ponies should have stopped the stallion or refused to fight him. The Power Ponies expressed their frustration at these claims by telling reporters that they had no control of their actions during the battle and that they’re protected by Article S.M.L-1-A, the Nightmare code, where a pony or other creature being controlled by an enchantment or curse cannot be held accountable for their any crimes committed under the influence of an outside force so long as it can be proven that they were not in control of their actions. When asked about the new hero and their battle, the Masked Matter-Horn had this to say. “…My friends and I will do everything to make sure that not just Magnito, but all ponies and creatures in Equestria are safe from the threats of Chaos and Disharmony. As of now, we don’t know who Magnito is, but we wish him the best of luck in his recovery. And, if by some chance, he ends up hearing this, I beg you to return the Siren Amulet and seek medical attention, if you haven’t already. I also understand that having a curse or enchantment may make you feel like you have to be a hero. Please, if you’re out there Magnito, come find me and we can talk this out…” As of now, ponies around Equestria are waiting with bated breath to hear more about this mysterious stallion. Ponice officers and several members of the Power Ponies are still actively searching for the armored hero, while other officers are waiting patiently for any information that the Trottians of Trot City can divulge. If you have any information on Magnito, please call 111-585-328. Meanwhile, the sinister sisters behind the attack are scheduled for a trial later this upcomi- I found an old paperclip of my debut. I’m still honestly surprised that they managed to misspell my alias back then. How would anyone think Mag-Night-O sounded like Magneto? Anyway, while the ponies were searching for me in the city, I was holed up inside my room at Camp Everfree. When I came back covered in enough bruises and sprains to make me look like Mr. Blobby’s long lost sibling, the others instantly began to panic and shuffled me off to the nurses' quarters. I told them that I simply fell off of a small drop during my hike and warned them to watch their steps, I wasn't sure if they believed me and I didn't really care either. I just wanted to sleep like the dead in my bedroom and forget about everything. I actually miss my room at Camp Everfree, oddly enough. As I explained earlier, I had a certain fondness for nature because it reminded me of home. My private little slice of paradise was free of the reminders that I wasn’t on Earth, and for a brief moment each morning when I woke up, I actually believed that that I was still on my home world. It was a comfortable fantasy at the time, back when days were simpler and I wasn’t on every watch list known to Terrans. I can’t be too sad, though. I chose this life knowing what the consequences would be. I may be alone, but at least I can retain my humanity and my morals without the constant threat of needing to sacrifice one or the other for the creatures of Terra. Besides, I was already alone before I committed myself to this new life. One of the few ponies I actually liked suffered because of me, leading to my isolation and my desire to push these creatures away. All because I overlooked a blatantly obvious flaw in my plan to be a stupid glorified super hero. There was a stallion who had already seen "Magneto" months before anyone else.