A Shadowy Stranger In Equestria

Chapter One: The End…or The New Beginning?

It’s not possible. How on earth could this happen to me, of all things that had to happen. Why did it have to be this?

“Jet, you’re fired!” yelled Mr Anderson, who as usual was steaming with rage.

“How could you fire me? I’m the chief graphics designer for this game. I even came up with the story line!” I cried with frustration.

“This is true, but you are lazy and constantly late for work. On top of that, you always seem to pick meaningless fights with others over the stupidest things” Mr Anderson replied with a more calm tone.

“Pfff. That’s not true at all” I said with hesitation. Clearly he could tell I was lying.

“You threatened to throw a metal chair at Anna when she knocked over your coffee by mistake; tried to cut a nine year old’s hair off for sitting in your chair during ‘Bring your Daughter to work day’ and most recently broke a window cause someone misplaced your pen”. He wasn’t lying either, I had serious anger management issues since I started working for Bungie.net.

“So your point is?” I asked with arrogance.

“That’s it! Jet Yosef VanFox, I here by fire you and ban you from this company! Now get the hell out of my sight before I call security”.

----------Two hours Later----------

I was currently driving home in a rage on the highway at 11:00pm in Las Vegas, the gambling city of the world. The lights flickered and broke through the darkness of the night. I hated lights, they were distracting and incredibly annoying.

"Stupid Anderson and his stupid company. How dare he fire me? His chief graphics designer. And for what? ‘Cause I just pissed off a few workers? Who really cares about that?" I drove faster as I continued to rant on about the idiotic Bungie.net. There was a traffic jam on the edge of town. Still enraged by my unemployment, I started yelling at the drivers hoping that it would be effective enough to move traffic along. How wrong that I was.

"Come on you damn assholes! Move along, some of us actually have valuable lives to get back to!" Noone was listening. What I did next would change everything. In an attempt to get pass traffic, I made a U-turn into the right side of the road and continued on from there. But then, without warning, a truck came speeding towards me with my final words being

“Well, fu-”

Crash!

----------Moments Later in Ponyville hospital----------

“Is he going to be ok Doc?” asked a Rainbow coloured pony.

“It’s hard to say, but it appears that both his wings are crippled and his left hoove is fractured. It will take about two weeks before he is fully recovered but he should be fine before then”.

“Princess Celestia should hear about this. A Pegasus pony with markings of a Zebra but with magical qualities as well? That is strange…” Said a purple pony.

"Ugh. Where…where the hell am I? I feel like I have a hangover, but then again I have never had a drink in my life".

A yellowish pony walked up to me and said eagerly “Howdy there sugarcube, yal’ feeling alright?”

Shocked with disbelieve my only response was even shocking to the talking pony-things.

"What the Shit is going on?"