//------------------------------// // Mischief's Journey // Story: Mischief in Equestria // by general cat4 //------------------------------// I'm using a new writing style, with more spacing between lines, tell me in the comments if it's better or worse. Also trying a serious chapter. Tell me how I do! Nine days had passed since Mischief had moved in with Rarity and Sweetie Belle. He had gotten to know the other Elements of Harmony. Especially at that party Pinkie had thrown him. Cole would love her. He was so glad he was alone here. Cole would never let him forget how awful his dancing was, and Kiana would want him to actually talk to her and pay attention more often. His memory of the past was still missing so many pieces. Before he could only remember a few things. Earth. People. Kiana and Cole. But now he could remember more. Technology. Sandwiches. A plane. "Hey Mischief!" Sweetie Belle was happily shouting. She was jumping on top off him. Mischief, who was trying to get some sleep looked at the window. The sun was just rising over the mountains in the far distance. It was barely morning, and a fillie was waking him up. He couldn't have been happier... "Hey Sweetie Belle, what do you need?" Mischief was sitting up now, and scratching his head. "Your a Crusader now! And as a Crusader it's your responsibility to help work with me and then we can get our Cutie Marks!" Sweetie Belle was now jumping around following Mischief as he went to get his shoes. Mischief noticed that Sweetie had only mentioned him and herself, not the other Crusaders. ` "Hey, Sweetie, you didn't mention Applebloom or Scootaloo. Are they not coming with?" "Scootaloo is behind on her homework, and Applebloom is helping Applejack on the farm. It'll just be the two of us." Mischief didn't think much of it, so he agreed to go crusading with her. They told Rarity that they were going to be out for a while. Sweetie Belle added "all day" so Mischief wondered if it was going to be a long activity. When they got outside Sweetie pulled out a map from her saddlebags and started leading Mischief through town and out into some plains. Some clouds were gathering and Mischief wondered what sleeping on a cloud would be like. The hike Sweetie Belle was leading was long, and Mischief got really really bored. He looked at his wings, and stretched them out. he was going to learn how to fly even if it killed him...or Cole. He could afford killing Cole. He decided not to test flying with them until he had some time alone. He also realized how long his hair really was, as it kept brushing against his shoulders. Again, he decided he would cut it in his spare time. After awhile Mischief broke the silence that had been building. "So...what are we doing to get our marks? We've been walking for almost three hours." Mischief was getting nervous. They were going a bit far from town, and Sweetie's map wasn't what he wanted to solely rely on if they got lost. "What's that map?" "Me and Scootaloo found this trying to be archaeologists....before we flooded half of Ponyville." Sweetie Belle said. "It's supposed to be the ruins of an old city, lost to the ages. Maybe we could get exploration Cutie Marks, or adventure Cutie Marks!" "Hmm, that sounds interesting." Thought Mischief as he pushed aside a tree branch. They were climbing up a mountain now, which was supposed to have this "cit." The clouds from a few hours ago had rallied into a full storm. Lightning was flashing wildly. "Sweetie Belle! We should go back!" Mischief was shouting, but Sweetie could not hear. Mischief looked down to see that he was too far up the mountain to risk going back with all the trees down there. The rain had mixed with the mountain to create a layer of mud. If he fell in that it would be game over. No reswawn points. He picked up the pace to keep up with Sweetie Belle. Read the next bit dramatically. It adds class They only had to step into the ruins for it to start. They didn't have time to hide. Mischief just hugged Sweetie in a defensive position to protect her from lightning. A brilliant white flash came down with the force of the Princesses and stuck the single stone sacrificial pedestal in the center of the town. Soon above the stone was a mighty swirling white tower of power and lightning surged and twisted within. The energy made a loud humming noise that Sweetie Belle and Mischief Max could feel from where they stood, aww-struck with a mixture of pure concentrated fear. Suddenly the energy that was storing itself inside the lightning-like tornado exploded, as the lightning bolts disconnected between the mass of dark clouds and the stone. The thunder clap emitted swiftly breaking the sound wave and making a noise that could have shattered the heavens. Mischief is a Muslim. Only adding to the fear that was carried through the two as a white barrier of light expanded in all directions. It surged fast, and right through Sweetie and Mischief. Mischief Max's jet black chain of a stripe had transformed. Slowly, the tip of his tail glowed with the same intensity of the white wall that had just passed through him. The glow crept its way up through the end of the black stripe creeping up his tail, surging through the forks when passed. The glow then moved to the back of his neck, and continued until all the black in his hair was a glowing white. The rest of his hair remained its usual dark brown color. He walked down through the street towards the pedestal, passing wrecked building after another. Sweetie Belle was faint over back by the entrance to the ruins. Mischief noticing that the stone pedestal he was now next to was something unworldly. Something that could not be here, or anywhere. This wasn't stone. It was black matter. DRAMATIC SEQUENCE OVER!! YOU MAY READ NORMALLY AGAIN!!! Mischief's eyes began to glow the same sheen as his chain of hair. The storm had completely passed, and the sun was shining brightly too. The face of the pedestal lit up a bright blood red. The same color of his sneakers. This completed a portal. He dug his front hoof into the red and a bright red light shot straight up in the air. Out through the top of the portal flew a unicorn mare, who went up over 10 feet before coming down with a crash. Unconscious. The Mare had large beautiful golden eyes. She was on the tall side, and had a black mane and tail. She had a clean purple coat of fur. Mischief's eyes were only dully lit now as he broke concentration. he knew the fine mare, and would know her anywhere. It was his girlfriend Kiana. "How did she..." The portal was closing itself along with the pedestal. it was close to gone when a second pony flew out in a dive. This one was a stallion. This one flew over 15 feet high before falling also with a crash. This one a had wings though. Upon further investigation he saw black hair and tail, boots, red eyes, and a yellow coat. "Oh great" thought Mischief. "Cole's here too." Mischief could tell. He wasn't sure if where he was (Equestria) was heaven or what, but with Cole here, It just became a living hell. CURRENT INTERNET POINTS Chapter 2 - partial credit - +30 points - Matty-ICE Chapter 3 - + 5 points - MischiefMax Chapter 4 -