//------------------------------// // Chapter 1 // Story: Magic Battery. // by Kato The Green Being //------------------------------// I can't remember what I was doing before I was transported to Equestria. I remember it was a routine thing, one that I did without company, but I cant remember what it was, currently however that is not important. I was doing whatever it was, and then I began to fall, I began to fall across a vast expanse of lights, I saw points of light on a color-that-was similar-to-blue background, and each of these points of light was a different color. not different shades of the normal colors available to human vision, but each light was a different color than the ones I would be able to see with my eyes. I fell for what felt like a long time but I know it couldn't have been long as I only saw a few thousand in-describable colors before I landed roughly on a concrete surface. "What the hell?!?" I yelled at the top of my lungs, standing to my feet, and hearing echoes roll down the tunnel I was in. I smelled something awful, and squinted my eyes. I could just barely make out some outlines that let me know that I wasn't blinded but that it was just dark. "Am I in the sewers or something?" I whispered to myself, wondering about the light I had seen moments ago. I had never taken any sort of drug in my life, besides some ibuprofen and paracetamol, but they were just painkillers, so they didn't count. Perhaps I was kidnapped and someone with a twisted sense of humor mixed up the chloroform with a hallucinogenic? "Hello?" I yelled hoping for an answer. I felt around with my foot and stepped in some water that I doubt would have been very clean, which confirmed the notion I was in a sewer system. I walked forward looking for an exit, and saw moonlight peeking through a storm drain, not far away. I became excited and sprinted towards it , although I felt something - weird above the drain… You know, like some sort of sixth sense kind of feeling. Best way to describe it would be like if you had a towel with a lump of something underneath it, and you can see the effects that the lump has on the sheet, but not actually the lump. I climbed up the storm drain with minimal difficulty, Once I was out, I admired the scenery around me; white stone towers and cobblestone streets were everywhere, with the tip of a mountain in not too far off in the distance. This looked like something out of Disneyland or Harry Potter... I have a feeling we’re not in Kansas anymore.... I cocked my head left and right, like when trying to pinpoint the source of a sound, except this time it was with this weird sixth sense I found. I looked at where the energy felt the strongest, and looked towards it. I saw a brief flash of light in an alley with an accompanying feminine yelp. I quickly ran to the alley, looked inside and saw something which reinforced the ‘sadistic kidnapper’ theory, A tiny blue unicorn, with a coloured tattoo on it’s - flank, if I remember my biology lessons correctly He smirked at the limp mare lying in front of him and his ivory horn lit up with a dark blue aura He turned around and saw me. I was gawking, with my mouth open, stupefied by both seeing a kidnapping and them actually being unicorns. Uni - flipping - corns!. "What the hay?" he flinched back, withand a look of fear and curiosity etched upon his face. He snapped out of it and marred his face into a grimace, lighting his horn and focusing it on me. I felt a wet sensation in my chest, like that lump under towel was becoming liquid and flowing into me, A look of surprise came upon his face and he backed away. "I... I don't want any trouble." he stuttered. I looked at my hands and noticed my fingernails glowing with the same blue aura of his horn. "Well..." I glanced at the unconscious mare on the alley ground and said: "You've got trouble." He tossed his head back as he sneered and threw a blue bolt of energy at my head, it hit me before I could dodge it. I closed my eyes in anticipation of the strike. When it hit, I felt like I was hit with a water balloon, with the water soaking into me like a sponge, My eyes opened at the lack of pain, and my face breaking into a grin seeing that I was apparently invulnerable to his attacks. II imagined a blot of energy similar to that which he threw and tried to throw it at him. Nothing happened. The unicorn blinked. it was about as effective as trying to use the force on your remote. As that thought hit me I remembered how he used his power to drag the un-conscious mare, and willed his legs to stay in one place. to my surprise it actually worked and he couldn't break free of my telekinetic grip. I began to ponder the forces I was using for a moment, before remembering my situation. I quickly realized that the energy inside myself was quickly running out, like the water in the sponge was being squeezed out. In my power induced mania, A frown replaced my grin, and I looked at the Unicorns horn. "Give me more power." I demanded, noting at the despair on the pony's face. "N-No way!" He stuttered, pulling at the blue aura surrounding his legs. "You freak!" I walked over to him, sloshing my worn shoes in the mud beneath my feet, and grabbed his horn, searching within him for more power, I felt something and began to pull. Something huge and tiny and warm at the same time, left him and entered me as he collapsed and the image on his rump disappeared. I saw the light fade from his eyes, even in the pale moonlight and realized something was wrong. "Crap! did I just eat your soul or something?" I asked, snapping out of whatever craze I fell into when I tried to drain him "H-Help!" he cried weakly, down the streets. I looked down the street to my left and my right to make sure no-one had heard him, and brought myself down next to him. I tried envisioning that sponge with all the power I absorbed and saw a dark blue blob, which I was willing to bet was his soul. I put my hand on his forehead, and tried to push that blob back into him. His colors flowed back into him, and his butt tattoo came back. Are those tattoos a representation of their soul? After a few moments, He looked like that had never happened and began to kick and scream. I grabbed his muzzle to try to shut him up. Unfortunately for me, and he bucked me away with his solid hooves, making me let go of him to cover my face. Ouch! I’d be lucky if that didn’t leave a black eye, if not a bruise... He ran away, down the street, but I decided not to chase him. After all, how would I catch up to him? Never mind restrain him. And then, what would I do? Besides, there were more important things to worry about right now… I picked up the mare, ignoring my protesting arms, and carried her to a nearby door, and rang the door bell, and using the last of the energy I had taken from the unicorn, to I grab my feet and and placed myself on the roof. Unfortunately, my energy ran out two feet above the roof. Then gravity decided it wanted control back. I grunted as I pulled myself up ...In hindsight, pulling myself up by my hands would have been a much better idea… I watched the two unicorns, gray and orange respectively walk out of the door and sneer at the mare lying unconscious on the doorstep. “Nice to see that the ponies round here are kind…” I thought with no small amount of sarcasm. After the everything that happened, I started doubting that these were hallucinations. This felt too real for me to have just dreamed up, even if I had something in my blood messing with my brain. They walked back inside and I heard something about calling the guards. I decided to run while I could and climbed down the back of the house, wondering where I was and what had happened. “I honestly doubt that I'm still in Texas. Perhaps the Greeks came here, and that’s where they got all their mythology from? But then, where is everything else? I have only seen unicorns so far…” The question of how I got here in the first place still persisted, but wracking my brain right would just make my head hurt, so I put that question on the backburner. I continued walking in the shadows and spotted the silhouette of a unicorn on the window of a closed shop, with a sign that said 'Oak Grove Magic, Spells and Sundries'. “Magic, huh… So I guess that’s what this energy is…” I hid in the alley next to the shop, hoping I could catch him on the way out and grab some of his power without him noticing. Just then, images of that stallions face when I drained him, and my own insanity flashed through my mind, sending icy shivers down my spine. “Nope. Never again…" I tried something new, I felt that inside the building itself, there was a weak aura of magic. It didn’t really seem tied to anything, like a puff of smoke floating in the air. I visualized a string connecting me to the aura, and started draining it. "Wha- What’s going on?" I heard from inside the shop. I immediately stopped draining the magic, and crouched in the shadows. I had to stick around to see if I could use the spells in his shop, or if I could even decipher what was in there, hopefully spell books. "I must be getting old." the stallion sighed from inside the shop walls, and I let out a breath I didn't know I had been holding. A few minutes later he walked out of the shop and locked the door behind him. I waited for a few moments to make sure he was out of sight. I felt around the lock with my telekinesis. Following a bit of experimentation, and trying to remember exactly how locks worked, I managed to jimmy the lock open. I walked over to a glass display case and saw some books inside. I Jumped in glee and unlocked the display case with the same technique I used for the door lock. Just as I put my hand into the case, I pulled it out. This seemed too easy… Surely, any perso- err, pony could just do what I did? Surely there were some security systems in place? Ah, well, screw it! I took out some books and began to read them, starting with 'Teleportation and you'. The spells inside were like formulas, I could understand their concept, for example the flame rune clearly meant fire. But I didn’t actively understand some of them, like the circle with a vertical line through it. but I didn't know how I could, Yet, they still made some sense to me. Perhaps it has something to do with the magic interpreting it for me? I began reading some elemental spells and tested a fireball in my hand, and immediately regretted it. I found a healing spell, in another book, and let me tell you one thing, reading with one hand while the other is burnt is not fun, I used almost all of my remaining magic healing the said burn on my hands. I couldn't stop myself from smiling though. The idea of using magic excited me to no end. I saw a book in the corner of my vision and picked it up. 'The Fundamentals of Pony Magic.' I smiled some more and opened it up, knowing I probably couldn’t practice any of the spells. but then I heard some clashing outside and saw armored ponies outside of the window. "Crap." I muttered remembering just where I was as I thought of a way out. I was about to go out the back door when I heard someone on the other side. "Come outside of the building, with your horn down. We have you surrounded." ----- Discord was still trapped in his stone prison. Soon, with all the chaos he had absorbed from Celestia’s ‘harmonic’ kingdom, he would soon be free. Eventually he would be able to overpower the spelling holding him in his stone prison. He knew this, and for the first time in his life, he actually made he had plans. As soon as he was free, he would look for the thing that had been punching holes in Equestria's latent magic., The holes were filling themselves, so he was not doing this for the good of Equestria, but he was more interested in what the thing/pony/whatever-life-form-had-evolved-while-he-was-imprisoned was, and to what extent it’s magic absorption worked.