Man, Sarah was sick of it. She got it already, there were full grown men who liked My Little Pony. Good for them. No reason she had to see it all the time on the internet. Everywhere she went they butted in. 4Chan, Reddit, Tumblr, Twitter, Facebook, DeviantART, Google! She couldn't remember how many times she'd search the site for some innocuous thing and to find some brightly colored pony with a "funny" caption. Or a gif of another doing nothing more than smiling and moving it's head back and forth. She sighed, looking out the window of her cab. A poster hung on a bus stop.
BroNYCon
Saturday September 21st, 2013
Pineview Center
Worth & Broadway
Uggh. Did there really need to be an entire convention? For one show? It didn't bug her that they enjoyed the show. Only that they enjoyed it SO MUCH. She wished they'd all just die. No.. that was too harsh. They didn't really deserve death. She just wanted them either gone, like, off the Earth, or just calm. For them to just chill out already.
"Here you go" she said to her cab driver as she handed him her fare and tip. She got out of the cab and grabbed her handbag. She took a brief look at her apartment building. Three stories high and a kind of clay red. A metal door stuck in the center and pushed in from the cigarette butt laden sidewalk. A black fire escape criss-crossed the front the building. A landing in front each window. An air conditioner buzzed quietly, poking out of the window of her downstairs neighbor, leaking the occasional water droplet. 'I should get one of those', she thought.
She pulled her keys out of her handbag. "Darn it!" She cursed under her breath when she accidentally knocked her Book of Shadows onto the sidewalk. She wasn't worried about anyone seeing. With all the new-agey stuff and people over this city, it actually blended in well. Picking it up she thought of it's ancient past. Well, technically it was only as old as her, but it was ancient in it's own right. Sarah had come from a long line of very powerful witches. One of whom was even blamed for the Black Plague that hit Europe in the mid 1300's. They had moved to the Americas with the Pilgrims in the 1600's. And subsequently went into hiding after the Salem witch trials.
Magic worked similar to whatever energy was in that show "Highlander". It was spread evenly among all those humans who could wield it. Meaning, there more who had it, the weaker each person's individual power was. And as of September 2001, Sarah was one of the two last humans on earth who had magical ability. Making her very powerful indeed. She didn't know who the other witch was, only that they were older than her.
Lifting the surprisingly hefty tome back into her handbag, Sarah smiled at the weight. When a witch or warlock dies, Magic's flow carried his or her knowledge to every Book of Shadows in existence. And the BoS that belonged to the deceased would turn to ash and blow away in the breeze.
Sarah got her keys back out and opened the door. And noticed a BroNYCon poster beside the apartment mailboxes. Lord, there was one in her own building! Sarah decided she'd had enough.....
A/N: I'm not familiar with New York City as I've never been. So I have no idea what's at Worth and Broadway, I Google mapped the location. Essentially throwing a dart with the target being somewhere in lower Manhattan. As that is all my story called for. I doubt I've even got the right date for the BroNYCon in late 2013. For the sake of continuity This story and it's sequel take place in an alternate earth. Very similar to our own, but with minor differences. Like Magic and locations.
By the way, I want brutal honesty when it comes to this story. Especially when it comes to spelling and grammar. I'd very much appreciate it.
Thank you all for reading.