We started at each other for a good fifteen seconds with dumb looks on our faces, resulting in one answer coming out of Jackie's mouth: "Nope. I'm out." I could tell that everyone was a little shocked by whatever the hell just happened, so the silence continued long after Jackie's response.

Naturally, Discord and I were the first ones to make a legitimate comment.

"Discord. Do you think you can do that mass teleportation thing again?"

"I doubt it, but it's well worth a shot..." He went into a trance-like state before we all were given a feeling that was not only disorienting, but oddly ticking at the same time. I had no time to dwell on the thought, mainly because we were back at the motel parking lot in a flash. Literally. Bazinga.

"Please don't ever ask me to do that on Earth ever again..." Discord said after being seemingly shaken up from what had happened.
After Luna had time to recover from what certainly appeared to be her first teleportation stunt on Earth (which is much more intense, btw), we all regathered in the middle of the parking lot at what appeared to be sunrise. I could only pray that it was the same week.

"Well, that was interesting. Shall we head over to where we should have been in the first place?" Everyone knew what Bill was talking about, so we clamored into the bus. Several of us wanted to sit next to Luna, but Celestia had the last say in that, and sat next to her before any of us had a chance to. Not that I'm complaining; I'm sure that Celestia explained everything to her a lot better than we could have. You know, being her sister and all.

It was a long and awkward drive sitting next to Spike. You think that us being only a couple years apart in age would make up for some good times together, but nope. That probably made it worse. Somehow.

"Hi." I tried. That was as good as I could do, though.

"Um, hello."

The rest of the bus ride consisted of complete silence between us. And even though that time was only about five minutes, it felt like way longer.

The bus finally stopped in a large, mostly vacant parking lot, which lined a large array of studio warehouses. And in the middle of it all was a tower that closely resembled the one from Half-life 2: dark, metal, and sinister. Sadly, not as tall. That would be pretty boss.

We all climbed off of the bus and formed a small circle in the parking lot in an attempt to collaborate ideas.

"Alrighty then, I have a basic plan, but feel free to jump in and add suggestions as I go along. Basic plan is this: Because this is a high security area, the pegasi take the rooftops, while the earth ponies scout forward on the ground, backed up by the unicorns. Spike, Celestia, Luna and I can alternate or back up the unicorns. Wait... Luna, do you have wings?" Discord asked.

Neither Celestia nor Luna knew if they had magic or wings, so they had to check while the rest of them wondered why nobody asked that in the first place. To make an awkward story less so, they both had their abilities back. Thank God for that, because that probably would end up in much frustration if not.

At this point, we almost thought that seventeen of us was overkill, but we didn't know that yet, so we had to go along with it.

"So, remember. Get in, destroy the generator, and get out. Do as little damage elsewhere as possible." Discord finished.

Fluttershy sheepishly raised a hand. "What if we bump into someone?"

"It depends. If they appear to be friendly, act casual and let them be on their way. If they do not appear to be friendly, knock them out."
Fluttershy gave Discord a look similar to a Fluttercry IRL.
"Okay. Any other questions? If not, we enter through the front gates in ten."
There was a quiet murmuring from the circle of people before everyone broke up to try and prepare themselves. I wasn't too concerned with getting ready, mainly because I couldn't take my mind off of what could happen after this was all over. I had no idea what was about to happen, but what I know happened happened a little too fast for my liking. Let me put you in my shoes: You wake up away from home as a friggin' cartoon character with amnesia, find the star of your favorite TV show. The next day, meet her friends, meet the enemy of the show, meet more humans, get both groups together, go to Earth, discover magic, meet Celestia. The next day... You know what, you get the point that all this s*** happened in three and a half days.
Most of us were rather hungry, so I tried summoning food. Twilight said earlier that it was worthless, but I knew I had to give it a shot because we had no breakfast. So with that, a large box of energy bars and a couple bunches of bananas were soon in front of us.

A while after, when everyone was supposedly ready, we started making our way towards the front gate of the fenced in studio. It was fairly dramatic, but for some reason, was just downright weird. Well, I had never done anything illegal before this, so that could contribute to that feeling. I ignored it and kept walking.
Before I knew it, I was at the edge of the fence. There was a small white control booth at the right side of it with nobody inside.
"Tyler. Get in there and see what you can do to open this thing." Discord asked.
I had no problem getting inside the booth with teleportation, but when I was inside, I was shocked at the fact that there was nothing inside to open the gate. Was this a trap? The concrete ground shifted, then slid down a couple of inches. S***!!! It was!!! I teleported as fast as I could out of the booth to find that the gate had actually opened, but a loud alarm had gone off throughout the studio.
"LISTEN!!! People are probably going to try and kill us VERY soon, so remember the plan Discord told us! PEGASI!! TAKE THE ROOFTOPS!! EARTH PONIES!! SCOUT THE GROUND!! THE REST OF US WILL BACK YOU UP!!! GO!!!" I tried to rally up the rest, and it actually seemed to work. The Pegasi were surprisingly prepared for this, for they had cut holes in the back of their shirts for their wings. They unfurled them and took off, all of six of them (even Woona) veering sharply to the left like a fighter wing, landing all of them on the curved roof of a studio directly to the left. The rest of us charged forward, blindly barreling towards an entrance to the tower. I heard a shouting voice above me as I was running.
"WATCH YOUR LEFT!!!" It was Dashie, supposedly warning us of a group beside us. We were almost at an intersection, and I had a perfect plan for getting past them. Well, at least a good plan for some of us. Run like Hell. The guards, who were in full black riot gear, about six of them, lowered shields and pulled rifles out right in front of us.
It all happened like a slow-motion, professionally choreographed dance. In one fluid motion, my entire lower half exploded in a fury of lightning again, sending me soaring over the line of guards as they opened fire on us. Meanwhile, below me, Applejack jumped about a foot in the air while turning around backwards and bucking the middle one in the face, sending him straight into the ground and his gun spinning. Walter, not being one to be fancy, simply tackled another to the ground as Walter did a parkour roll over him, probably breaking a couple of the guard's ribs, but definitely sending Walter back into sprinting across the concrete. I'm not sure what happened to the rest of them, but I know for sure a couple of them escaped unscathed, because the intimidating sound of rapid gunfire echoed the street behind us. I did hear a couple short bursts of flame, though, hinting that Spike may have had a part in the group's escape. My spark trick launched me ahead of the group, but that didn't mean that I didn't care about the rest of them. I looked back up at the rooftops to our left just in time to see the small group of six jump and glide diagonally across the street, landing with a "BOOM" on top of the studio to our right.
"How are you guys doing up there?" I asked them.
"Other than exhausted and horrified, absolutely fine." Celestia smartassed me. Huh. There's a concept. I made no response.
Back on the ground, all of us were still sprinting for our lives. We saw the tower come closer to us, but that raised few hopes, especially after Jackie spoke up. "GUARDS!!! SIX-O-CLOCK!!!"
We all looked behind us to find that a larger group of about ten was trailing us, and they were gaining. Luckily for us on the ground, the pegasi had a plan. Just as the guards had their guns out and were about to open fire on us, the pegasi jumped off of the roofs to our right, turned hard left, dived, and whooshed past us going in the opposite direction, plowing over several of the guards and stunning the rest, buying all of us time.
We kept running. It was hard for all of us to keep up with the pace the Pegasi had set for us, but luckily, ponies must have had much more endurance than us humans, and we picked that up somehow in Equestira. I checked my heart rate to find it alarmingly slow for the amount of distance we were putting behind us. I impulsively wanted to shout "I'm not even winded!" in a Brooklyn accent, but that lead me to a much better idea from thinking of Team Fortress Two. The gun. I had seen one sliding across the ground when Applejack bucked one of the guards in the face at the first intersection. Location. The gun was flashy, automatic, and black. Object. I concentrated, and for one brief moment, everything in front of me went white.
After what seemed like minutes but couldn't have been longer than a second, the white faded and I was left with an assault rifle in my hands. Words cannot describe to you how badass I felt just then.
The tower was getting closer and closer by the second. By now it was fairly close, but I really couldn't tell how much longer it would be. It certainly wouldn't be short, though. We didn't even know where the entrance was...
"ON YOUR RIGHT!!!" A loud Jackie derailed my train of thought. Thank goodness for that, or I don't think I would have noticed the pack of intimidating guards charging at us from our right. Thankfully, I was still fired up (literally) and at the front of the group. The pack of enemies stopped in the middle of the intersection and ducked down into a defensive position. I loaded the gun I was holding and opened fire. I had good aim with haywire guns, with the practice gained through Nerf wars and paintball with geeky friends of mine. I managed to puncture the upper halves of several shields, giving the guards an unexpected retalliation and knocking a couple to the ground. Yes, I was trying to do that.
"Where the hell did you get that?" I heard a voice behind me say. I turned around to find that it was Alex and smirked at him.
"Found it." I replied.
Just because I had stunned a few of them didn't mean safety on my part, because that just gave the rest of them a green light to fire back. Thank god I wasn't the only one prepared for this wave. Twilight had some tricks up her own sleeves, and was already working on something else. I could only tell this by the over-determined look on her face and the sound of magic coming from her. Since I had a gun and a plan to run like hell, I had no interest in dealing with the rest of the guards, so my legs were sparked up once again.
I was about to perform another daring leap over the wave of baddies before I had actually noticed what Twi had did. As the guards pulled out their guns and were about to fire away, I saw the guns themselves. Twilight had summoned metal plugs directly into the barrels of the guns. And with a careless trigger pull on their part, the entire line of men in front of us had small explosions directly in front of them, followed by smoke, fire, and several destroyed guns. Damn... Twilight just did something badass. I am proud.
"Nice work Twi!" I shouted behind me.
With their guns out of the way, they were easier to get past. I simply launched myself past them, while the rest of the group dealt with them in ways that I didn't see, mainly because I was still so far ahead.
We were close to the tower by now, and in the shadow of all its creepy steel evilness. There appeared to be a set of double-doors on the front, so we kept running towards it. The pegasi finally leapt off the roof and caught up to us again, looking just as exhausted as everyone else was. We all slid to a stop in front of the doors. Well, everyone except for me. I knew they weren't going to open easily because I saw an electronic lock on it just seconds before.
I sprinted towards the door. I got several looks from my fellow partners as I jumped about two feet in the air, braced for impact by putting my arms in blocking positions, and completely obliterating the doorframe in front of me. There was an explosion of glass and metal shrapnel in front of me as I barreled through. After I rolled out of my sprint, slid to a stop at the other side of the linoleum lobby, and the loud sound of glass scattering around the room stopped, I looked up to find that the entire rest of the group was gawking at me.
After a solid ten seconds of gloriously awkward silence, a voice finally spoke up. "You know, there was probably over nine thousand other ways to open that door..." It was Bill.
"Yeah, but none of them were nearly as fast or badass." I replied through uneven breathing.
Bill rolled his eyes at me and looked backwards to find that although there wasn't as much commotion as before, the guards who weren't injured were coming at us. Fast.
"S***!!! Quick! Find the stairwell!!" Bill shouted at the rest of us.
I stammered back up and quickly surveyed the room for a way up. As I looked around the square lobby, I noticed a desk to my right and a waiting room to my right, and behind that was a small white door that read in small letters, Stairs.
I alerted the others about it and opened the door with magic, and soon we were in a grey and white, poorly lit stairwell.
"Remember, it was on the eighth floor!" I reminded everyone as we started our ascent. It was only after a single flight of stairs that the rest of the guards got into the shaft with us.
"S***!!! GO!!! GO!!! GO!!!" I screamed at the rest of the group. It may have been too late. The guards were much faster at climbing stairs than we were, and within seconds they were directly behind us. The group clamored in chaos as the men took out guns and loaded them. And what seemed like several seconds of pure panic later, the first shot was fired. It was emotionally sickening to watch as Rainbow Dash, who was behind the entire group at the time, get struck in the shoulder by a devastating shot. The entire thing seemed to happen in slow motion, although seemed might have been a lie because I had no proof against the theory that I was witnessing it slowly; blood exploded out from behind her as it splattered on the wall behind her and she tumbled to the ground in pain.
I did the first thing that came to mind. It was out of pure rage, but it bought us loads of time. The first thing I remember was pure hatred, followed by me screaming "YOU SON OF A BITCH!!!" and me going into a deep state of mental concentration. I remembered seeing a small car today. Object. It was in the parking lot of the motel. Place. And then thought. A massive crash echoed throughout the entire building as a car was summoned from nowhere and crushed the group of guards following us, plus the two sets of stairs beneath them as the car crumbled the concrete below them and landed with a few bursts of tortured screams and a deafening 'BOOM' below us.
I was shaking with pure rage at what had just happened. I wanted to collapse then and there, but there was still much to do. I did the first thing that came to mind from there. I turned backwards towards Dashie and dove at her. I flew down a half of a flight of stairs and parkour rolled out of it, which landed me next to her. I had no time to tell the rest of the group what I was about to do, so I did it. I embraced Dashie and teleported the f*** out of there.
We found ourselves in the motel again seconds later, on the bed in our room, with me beside her.
"What happened?" she cried out through trembling lips and a wobbly voice.
"Calm down and let me get you a bandage for this." I replied as I ran into the bathroom, got a towel, and ran back out to her. I wrapped her shoulder in the makeshift bandage after checking if the bullet was still in her. Luckily, it wasn't, but that meant that the wound went straight through to both sides.
"T-thanks..."
"No problem. Stay here."
I teleported back to the stairwell to find that my group had risen four flights in the time it took me to patch up Rainbow Dash. I met up with the rest of the group to see what was happening. They were walking, as it turned out. And everyone was scared.
Francine noticed me behind the group and looked back with a frightened appearance. "What happened to Dash?"
"She's patched up and healing as we speak. We need to keep going for the moment though." I replied. There was an awkward moment of agreement on the group's part as we continued up the stairwell.
Once the eighth floor was finally reached, we pushed open the door to find two things: One, we were now in a long, curved to the left hallway, and two, the hall was densely lined with guards.
"DAMN IT!!!" I shouted as I realized what I was looking at. My heart raced again. This time faster than ever, and I could tell that I would need it.
Pony instincts got the better of me in this situation. Almost unwillingly, although I had no problem with it what-so-ever, I used the mass levitation trick that Twilight had taught me to raise the guns of the twenty or so guards straight out of their hands and into the air above them. They were shocked by what had just happened, but that didn't stop them from trying to kill me. They knew for sure at this point what we were up to.
It started as one but quickly went to all of them. The man closest to the front of our group got up and charged at us, obviously ready for some good old-fashioned hand to hand combat. You'd better believe I was ready too, because before I knew it, I was at the front of the group and fighting. He swung his fist at me from my right; but I appeared to be faster than that to him after ducking and returning with a jabbing kick to the knee. He buckled down slightly, but that didn't mean that he had given up. By now, the rest of the guards were charging, and the group was flowing in beside me to counter them. However, I had no time to think of my friends, because I was dealing with my own problems. The guard in front of me stood back up and went into a blocking stance. I decided to screw with him a little by teleporting behind him and knocking him out. I watched him slump down to the ground. That wasn't very much of a challenge, but I didn't care; I was here to shut down the generator, and nothing else.
The hall was crowded with brawl, and there probably wasn't a square foot of the place that wasn't covered by a fight. Even the more timid characters got in the act, including Fluttershy and Twilight. Both of which, I might add, were kicking ass.
I had to find a way through. Teleportation was almost out of the question because I couldn't see an open spot in the hallway, so I tried something a little fancier. If you wanted to call it that, at least. Parkour. The densely populated neighborhood I was in provided several opportunities for freerunning, and I took full advantage of them. The thought of what to do next was a weird one, mainly because I didn't really have one. I had noticed that over thinking somethings leads to self-doubt, and jumping into it usually just doesn't give you time to worry about your confidence.
I ran. It was only an area of about five feet that I had to use to accelerate, but it appeared to work, because I had some pretty good speed going before I jumped.
I jumped. It wasn't very high up or intense, but it gave me a good landing point directly on the helmet of the guard that Rarity was fighting.
I jumped again. This time I angled myself towards the right wall and ran alongside it, using the left curve of it to help me with running on the wall.
I ran again. This time my feet were conformed to the angle of the vertical wall, so it wasn't as painful as I anticipated. I careened over the heads of several people, eventually landing at the other end of the hallway with a thumping sound and the quick slap of feet running. I still had to find out where the room to the generator was, so I started frantically checking doors. And after what seemed like minutes of hectic searching while a full-out brawl was going on behind me, I finally found it through the door second to last on the right.
I kicked it open to find the room was set up like a control room, with some chairs and complicated electrical wires and equipment to the right, and the entire left side of the room was occupied with a dark, metal machine. The generator.
Still standing in the doorway, I called out to the others. "YO!!! IN HERE!!!" I had to scream at them just to get their attention. But soon enough, everyone had finished their fights and were in the room with me. Even Flootershai, who was quivering in fear at what she had just done to one of the guards.
I had apparently done a good job of rallying them, because in less than ten minutes, we had all badly injured a total of about thirty people and killed about ten. Not that I'm bragging or anything. But we did just kick some ass.
Discord had an idea to present to me. "Tyler. I trust you recall the EMP incident?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Try that again. But this time, think of disabling machines, not creatures."
"I can try..."
I focused as hard as I could at just destroying the generator. What happened next was quick, almost to the point that I couldn't perceive it. Just a split-second after I realized I was about to explode in a shock of lightning again, I heard the sound of a helicopter above the rooftops. I knew for sure I would have to hurry at this point, but that was no matter, because I already had my hands pressed against the machine and had lighting arcing through it.
It happened. First the air blast that directly followed the explosion, sent everything and everyone in the room away from me. Second was the machine rumbling completely out of my control. Third was the sight and the sound of a helicopter spiraling past our window and crashing to the ground a hundred feet below. Fourthly, and finally, the explosion that followed all of that.
I can safely say that I had never been blown up before. Because if I had, I would have certainly remembered it. First your hair slaps the back of your neck from the wind. Then the sensation of speed hitting your face with full power. Then the acceleration you feel from being catapulted backwards, directly followed by a burning feeling I can safely say that nobody wants to go through. All of this is followed by the unforgivably intense pain of feeling everything behind you being broken by your back as you are shot away from the explosion. And it hurt like a bitch.
The excruciating pain was also accompanied by the sight of you falling. And falling. And falling. Oh yeah, and blacking out. After, of course, landing.

Several hours must have passed since I was knocked out by the intense jolt of landing on your back from eight stories up. I knew this because I was back on the bus once again. My eyes slowly crawled into a state of awareness as I found myself next to Pinkie Pie.

"Holy s***. What the hell just happened?" I absentmindedly asked her.

"OMIGOSH!! HE'S UP!!!" she replied.

Before I could comprehend what was going on, the entire bus erupted in applause and cheer. Smiling and shy as can be, I slumped back into my seat. And for the first time in an entire week of insanity, I celebrated.

The Aftermath

It's been a month since the adventure ended, but that doesn't mean anything. The collision between worlds may have been stopped from doing any real damage, but what was done could not be undone. And in this case, it was a lot. A ton, actually. You see, the entire race of Equestrians woke up as humans, and the entire race of humans woke up in Equestria. It's obvious how we know the first one, but about the second.

All seventeen of us are living in Silverton. I personally live in Bill's house, which to this day, still has the portal to the barn in Sweet Apple Acres. Cool part is, we seem to be the only ones to see it, let alone be able to use it. Which is nice, but I'd like to spread the peace of mind. Which I can't.

Thank God we can still use magic and fly. I never knew how I lived before it. The disappearance of humans on Earth led to a shortage in electricity and water, making us live off of the town stream. It's also nice to know that ponies can handle these kind of situations well.

Back in Equestria, the humans have brought on much of the heavy-duty Discord-grade chaos. No real government has been formed, leading everything to insanity. Luckily, they are surviving. And soon, (i hope, at least) a sense of order will appear.

It has been an entire year since 'the incident' happened, as it later became to be known as. The ponies have already established a few governments, but that also means that a lot of cities and towns worldwide are abandoned.

However, back in Equestria, that meant overpopulation. Ponies have been dying frequently, and although I'm not for it, I think it is doing good. I say this because a democracy has been established in Canterlot!

Two years have passed. The governments have helped tremendously in both Equestria and Earth, meaning that it's safe to roam between the two. I still choose Earth. Equestria has been kind of messed up lately. Some brony found Twilight's house and turned it into an internet shrine, but that went downhill fast after Twilight found the person who started it.

In other news, Princesses Celestia and Luna are finally taking over again, finally bringing total order to Earth again. Equestria has some catching up to do...

Three years have gone by quickly. The governments have grown strong in both worlds, but especially Earth's. Electricity was rediscovered, and with that, the power plants and water treatment plants were reopened.

I recently had an awkward reunion with my parents in Equestria. The order has increased there, letting more and more citizens get to know each other. The day that ponies were required to wear nametags was the day I found my mom. And there was much rejoicing.

With electricity in Earth also came more sophisticated forms of entertainment. TV and radio stations slowly started coming up from there.

Four years. The rediscovery of amusement parks led to Dashie riding her first coaster at Cedar Pointy. /)*3*(\

Equestrians tried out their hooves at electricity and skyrocketed their expansion rates of the cities in their world. And speaking of electricity, parts of the internet have started going up recently. Again, /)*3*(\.

I still visit my parents in Equestria almost daily, but it's become hard to detain them from where I've been going when I'm not in Equestria.

Five years. It's been one hell of a ride to get here, but it happened. The economies of Earth as well as Equestria have been restored, letting each race work out every aspect of the other's culture, religions, and trades. Through this, we found out that ponies were spread out entirely throughout the world, as well as humans throughout the MLP planet. Equestria was just one country out of the hundreds, like the U.S. is too the world. And even though that my life is barely over, I still feel as though I have probably had enough adventure for a lifetime.