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// End Saga One: The Wall has Fallen 
// Story: The Conversion Bureau: Reality Break 
// by Fullmetal Pony 
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	This is bad, really really bad. It was Wednesday now and the world was coming apart on on me. Kenya had turned into a bog, Bolivia had been quarantined (I guessed the real reason was far worse than any virus), and then there was Australia. 
If anything ever expressed how deep my fears about the apocalypse were, it was Australia. The events there had actually overshadowed my post on Equestria Daily, “Discord at Large” the title had read. Someone had captured the entirety of the madness: streets driving cars, chocolate milk coming down like sleet, sidewalks becoming liquid while puddles of the chocolate rain became solid; then just as suddenly as it started, it was gone. It was pandemonium, if the doomsday clock had reached its final minute with people turning into ponies then Australia’s events had pushed it to the last second. 
But that wasn’t what currently had me concerned. No, I was freaking out about Jane. Magic was even more uncontrollable than wings. After we left on Sunday night, things had seemed fine, but then Jane went to sleep. By the morning, all of Sybil’s electronics were fried. We had driven out to the rest stop immediately. Jane managed to lift some rocks and even teleported a few feet. We thought that even with a little better control, we could rest easy. 
It was even worse Monday night, my entire hall was flickering, I could see it from Nate’s room. I thanked everything holy that I didn’t have a horn, yet I knew Jane’s would doom us unless we could reign it in fast. We spent all of Monday at the rest stop. We didn’t bother going back to campus, I was too scared and Jane was getting worried as well. She was afraid she might hurt someone, I lied and told her that ponies couldn’t hurt anyone. Tuesday had only made the situation worse, I was getting paranoid and Jane was getting hysteric. 
That was when it really got out of hand. Aside from its pull the electricity, magic appears to be very dependant on emotional levels. When focused properly it could probably be more delicate than the finest medical tools in science, but when when fear is pulsating through your veins, it has the efficiency of a sledgehammer. We got Jane to calm down by Tuesday night and we thought we’d expended all her energy. Energy still has to be energy, Jane couldn't have had an unlimited supply of it. I prayed that I was right.
Now I was wrong, horribly, horribly wrong. Everything that wasn’t either living or bolted to the ground had been floating in my hall since the middle of the night, only to come crashing down when Jane woke up. Sybil had sent Dan to get us while she tried to help Jane. There was only one way I saw of doing helping Jane though: magic might cancel magic. Sybil was probably drinking the potion as Nate and Dan carried me over to my hall. Sean was in for another bucking if he didn’t stay in the room.
“Can you believe she did this?” Nate whispered to both me and Dan. I had to remain silent though, hidden in my old bed covers and cloths. 
“I don’t know what to think anymore, between this and Australia, I’m really wishing we had more of the potion.”
Damn it! Celestia said she’d send help where the hell i- My thoughts were cut off by a voice.
“Nate? Dan?” Oh F&^K me! Mom?! I could tell it was my mom’s voice even under my disguise.
“Oh, um, hello Mrs. Bacanti, John didn’t tell us you were coming to visit.” Judging by Nate’s voice, he probably had a terrible poker face.
“It...it’s actually about John,” Mom’s voice was nervous, I knew something was wrong whenever she used that tone, like when my sister broke her arm or when one of my dogs died, “is he ok?”
“Um, yeah,” David nervously replied, “why did something come up?”
“Last time we skyped with him something sounded wrong,” Dad?! He’s here too?! Oh crap! OH CRAP! “He sounded better, but he was talking about an end of the world project for his religion class. But he took that last semester.” Oh shit! I screwed up, I screwed up big!
“He was probably hungover or something when he called you, not that’d he’d ever be cool enough to actually go to a party.” Thank you Rachel, end of the world and you still know how to be snide. I loved my sister from the bottom of my heart, but that made it so much easier for her to get under my skin and tick me the hell off.
“Shut up Rachel!” My dad snapped at her. Oh crap, dad’s serious. Whenever I heard my father use that sort of tone, I knew the situation had really gone south. My mom could be emotional at times, so her worried tone was a bit more common. My dad’s tone on the other hand? That was reserved for when either someone had royally screwed up or someone had gotten royally hurt. I always tensed up whenever he used that tone. I couldn’t resist tensing up even now.
“Nate, Dan, what are you carrying?” Mom’s voice was now filled with suspicion. 
“Just some clothes,” Dan replied quickly.
“Hey isn’t that John’s Journey shirt?” Rachel’s voice seemed closer now.
"Boys,” I could feel my dad’s aura even under the sheets, I shivered again, “where is my son?”
“He...he’s sick,” Nate sounded like he was about to breakdown. My dad could do that to people when he was worried.
“Tell me the truth!” he yelled. Nate trembled and let go of me and my disguise. I stood up on instincts. 
“Why were you hiding a dog?” Rachel asked. “Big dog too.” I was frozen. My blanket was my only protection from my own family.”
“M-mr. Bacanti, we can explain!” Dan stuttered.
“I don’t care about your stupid dog! I just want to see my son!” 
“Please,” mom was definitely crying, “he didn’t do something reckless did he? We know you do some dumb things in college you don’t tell your parents but...but we’re worried about him!” She broke down into sobs. 
“Mrs. Bacanti, it... it’s nothing like that, John is fine it’s just...” Dan couldn’t find the right words.
“Just what?” Dad was probably breathing down Nate and Dan’s necks.
“Just that I can’t let you see me right now,” I said from under the covers.
“J-john?” Mom stopped crying.
“Nice going bro, you caused mom and dad to flip out.”
“Shut up Rachel, or do I need to bring up a certain totalled car?” That shut my sister up, I’d never let her live down the night she killed my car.
“John, what’s going on, why did you lie to us?” Dad’s voice was softer now, but still strict. 
“Dad... remember what I asked you on Sunday?”
“Yes, it’s why we’re here, you weren’t planing on doing something stupid were you?”
“Stupid? What do you-” Oh god, they thought I was gonna off myself! Christ, I should’ve been more careful! “No! Never dad, never!” 
“Then why even ask us that? And why are you hiding under there?”
“Well... you see... the answer for both is the same.”
“What...” mom was still crying a little, “what do you mean?”
I... I can’t hide any longer. “Please mom, don’t cry, I’m fine... it’s just... you know that pony show I watched?”
“Yes, but what does that have to do with this?”
“Everything,” I began to slide the covers back, “it’s like reality is bre-”
“EVERYONE ON THE GROUND!” came a gruff military voice. OH SHIT! I threw off the covers and nearly puked up my heart. We were surrounded by black-ops solders and they all had their sights on us. Yet, I think my parents were more shocked at seeing me not as a human, but as a brown winged horse.
“John is tha-” A tranquilizer hit mom and she was down.
“Mom!” I yelled and then zoomed straight over to the black-op that had shot her. This time my buck wasn’t playful. Even with his body armor on, I could still feel the soldier's ribs crack from the force of the buck. Unfortunately, I also felt the tranquilizer hit me in the neck. The last thing I saw were the black-ops swarming my hall. I reached out a hoof, “Everypony, ru-” I was out. 

~~~

Luna nervously trotted back and forth down the Royal Hall of Canterlot Castle. 
“Sister? Is something wrong?” Celestia walked over to Luna.
“I’m worried about the seeds, will they be able to help us?”
“Sister, you have already seen that they are working hard. Magic has already begun to permeate their world.”
“So has entropy. Their time is running out and they are scattered.”
“Sister, you must believe in their power to unite. As I recall, there were others who, even in dire situations, came together and stood strong.”
“They were not human, they knew their skills.”
Celestia trotted over to the castle’s balcony. “That is why they will assist the seeds, the Elements must blaze on both Earth and Equestria.” Celestia looked down toward the royal courtyard. It was filled with hundreds of boxes of potion. It was about time for the day to arrive. “Sister, rest now, the dawn will be coming soon.”
“I hope it does.” Luna teleported away to her room. Celestia was alone now.
“As do I sister, as do I.” 


End Saga One