The next morning rolled around and that damn injection made me feel like shit. Thank God that the… whatever they are, weren't here yet. And I'll be damned if I don't find the asshole that stabbed the needle in my shoulder. It's still a bit sore.

All I could do until they got here was wait and wonder how I could make them realize I wasn't one of them. They have horns, wings, and normal people, so I don't see how they'll be able to tell me apart. And since they found me beaten to high hell, their thoughts about amnesia will really be backed up.

I needed… I needed some kind of way to show them. Like… something they couldn't possibly have here. Yeah, evidence. But it's not like I can just go back home, grab my iPod, or camera, and be back in five minutes.

…

…but…

…there is a certain God of Chaos that could help me. If he doesn't send some other guy first.

Eh, if it means keeping my legs I'll piss him off a bit. Kinda like payback for the sarcastic shit he was doing. I went into my pocket and took out the three gems, then picked out the green one and stuffed the rest in my pocket. A bit nervously, I tapped on the gem twice and waited for a response.

"This had better be good"

"Okay, first, you should have known that I look just like their regular people, so it's gonna be hard as hell to tell them I'm human," I whispered. "It they're gonna believe I'm not one of them, I need something from back home to prove I'm not from here."

I could hear Discord mulling it over, and in the end he groaned.

"Fine. But I'm warning you. Get to the princesses by next week, or you'll be back in that wheelchair of yours."

"Yes, sir," I chuckled. Hey, I was taking orders so might as well.

The gems stopped glowing and everything was quiet. I waited for something to happen, and when nothing did I sat on the bed. A couple minutes passed but still nothing had shown up or popped up.

Knock knock

Fuck me.

I laid back down and pushed the gems further down into my pocket. "Come in," I called.

The door opened, and I was surprised to see Fluttershy come in a bit shyly. "Um, go-good, good morning, Andrew," she said quietly.

"Uh, hey, Fluttershy right?" She nodded very gently and hid a little behind her dull pink hair. She had a short yellow blouse on and some jeans that ended just above her ankles. I looked down and saw she was holding a basket full of muffins and cupcakes. "Those for sale?"

Fluttershy looked at the goods, almost forgetting she was holding them. "A-Actually, these are for you," she said, holding her arm out to me.

I raised a brow, really hoping the doctors didn't put something in it. Slowly, I used my good arm to grab the basket and set it on my lap. There were all sorts of oven baked treats in it. Blueberry, chocolate chip, banana nut - I think - corn muffins, plain chocolate, and a regular cupcake. They looked pretty good, and the smell made it obvious these were fresh.

"Uh, thanks, I guess." Fluttershy looked away and nodded.

"Um, my friend Pinkie Pie made these, for you," she told me. "For you to get better."

It was only now that I saw a small letter attached to the side of the basket. When I opened it, there was a shit ton of writing. Just to be nice, I opened the letter and started to read the wall of text.

"Hi there Andrew! My name's Pinkie Pie! I heard you were sent to the hospital after Twilight and Fluttershy found you and rescued you and you were hurt pretty bad in the head and I felt so bad and had a frowny face but then I got an idea to make you happy and me too by making you goodies because no one can be mad or sad when you get a gift and the best gifts are the one's you make so me and Fluttershy made you a whole batch of cupcakes and some muffins to see if you feel better!!!!!!"

There was more to read, but ain't nobody got time for that. "Wow, she really needs to put a few commas and periods in there," I chuckled. "Uh, thanks for bringing it I guess."

"Oh, i-it was nothing, really," she smiled softly. I'm not gonna lie, even with those yellow wings, she was pretty cute.

I grabbed one of the corn muffin's, since they were my favorite, and munched on it. Good lord were they the best fucking corn muffins I have ever had in my life. And I've had hundreds of different corn muffins, it's how I put on a few pounds while out of commission. Inwardly, I moaned at how warm and moist it still was. But the taste was freaking perfect; soft yet chewy top while the rest was tender as hell!

"My God," I mumbled.

"Do you like it?" Fluttershy asked.

I snapped out of my silent prayer of thanks to the muffin gods and nodded. "They're… amazing!" I laughed. Fuck yeah is a better way to put it but…

"I'm glad you like them," Fluttershy said a bit more openly. And her smile wasn't hid by her hair. She was actually, really pretty.

Not to be a complete greedy bastard, I stuck out my arm with the basket to her. "You could get one if you'd like," I said.

"Oh, but they're-"

"Really Fluttershy, even I can't eat all of these now. Probably might get a stomach ache if I do," I chuckled.

Fluttershy nodded with a smile and took a corn muffin. While I mentally said a small 'no', she bit into it and hummed with delight.

"Pinkie Pie's a really good baker, and a nice friend," she smiled. "Maybe you could meet her after we see if you're okay."

"Maybe," I said with a mouthful of muffin. "So, where's, Twilight right? The… unicorn was it?"

Fluttershy's smile dimmed a bit, turning her features into that of caring pity. "You must have hit your head pretty hard," she said softly.

I sighed and slumped in my bed. They still didn't believe me, and Discord still hasn't brought something from back home. "I'm fine Fluttershy," I sighed. "My head's alright, my memory's fine, but my body isn't. I didn't get amnesia! I remember everything in my life! I'm not one of your regular people!"

Fluttershy cringed a bit visibly at my protest, but she still held that worried frown. I sighed and wiped my hand across my face, feeling like a total dumbass to my own reasons of why they didn't believe me.

"I'm sorry. It's just… just…"

"Frustrating?" Fluttershy suggested.

There's annoying as hell, but… "Yeah. It's pretty frustrating," I sighed as I crossed my arms.

The door opened and Nurse Redheart walked in. "I'm sorry Fluttershy, but we'll be needing to check Andrew right now," she said.

"Okay," she nodded. "I hope you get better."

I nodded as she left, then turned to Redheart. "Doctor Aid should be here in a minute," she said. "Before he does I just need to check a few things."

"Sure," I flatly said.

She removed the cast from my leg, which let me see just how bad it was. The skin was irritated to high hell and while the cuts had stopped bleeding the scabs and bruises made it look deformed almost. Nurse Redheart didn't get disgusted in the slightest as she lifted it a bit up.

"Feel any pain?" she asked.

"Not much." She lifted it another few inches and I clenched my teeth. "Felt something there."

She nodded and put the cast back on around my leg. "Sit up, please." I got my legs over the side with some help and she started removing the bandages from my back. "Do you feel my hand?"

"Yup," I said. She moved her hand across gently and rested her palm against the wound. "Is it bad?"

"Kinda," she giggled. "Gonna leave a nasty scar when it heals. Can you feel this?"

What… the… hell…

"N… no," I gasped. I had read about things like this. The muscle or the tissue being too damaged or whatever so you can't feel.

"It's alright, just a few fingers big," she soothed me. "You'll still feel a hug when somepony gives you one."

Somepony?

"What do you mean somepony? You mean somebody, right?" She stopped her test and looked at me.

"No, I'm pretty sure that's how we say i-…oh," she suddenly said. "I'm a little fuzzy on the details, but all of us are supposed to be descendants of ponies. Pegasi, unicorns, earth ponies, and alicorns all evolved or something into what we are now. But everypony still refers us as ponies."

So, unicorns and pegasi turned into them? What kind of evolution is this?

"Oh," is all I could respond with.

She put the bandages back around the gash and walked to the sink. "Not too much damage to your wounds," she said. "Just a few places the timberwolf may have damaged the tissue, but nothing major. And your arm should be good to go in a few days; no bones were actually broken."

"Good," I sighed. Discord would have my head if I was in this hospital after a week.

Well… my legs really, but that's besides the point.

The door opened once again and Doctor Aid came in. "Ah, you're up," Aid said. "Any headeaches? Soreness, throbbing?"

"No doc," I said..

Nurse Redheart turned to Aid, who nodded, then left the room. "While you were… asleep, we took a few scans of your skull and brain to survey for any damage," he said.

"MRI?" The doctor looked at me a bit confused.

"MRI?" he repeated.

I sighed with a bit of annoyance. "Nevermind," I muttered. "I told you I'm fine."

"Actually." He walked over to me and opened a file he had in his hand. There were pictures that looked pretty confusing. "We noticed you're missing your enchantican lobe, and every other part of your brain seems to be larger than any regular pony."

Now I was confused. "Enchantican lobe? What in the fu-uuh… I mean, what's that?" I steered clear of the foul language. I had to gain their trust after all.

"It's the part of the brain that allows you to use your magic," he said. "Do you remember having any birth mutations or accidents?"

These questions were really starting to bug me. "Doc, am I fff-messed up in the head or what?" I asked rudely.

"Not that we can tell," he said. "But if you can remember-"

"I remember everything goddamn it!" I shouted. "There's nothing wrong with me! I don't have amnesia, I don't have a head mutation, and I never had the enchanti-whatever because I'm not one of you!"

His horn started glowing, and when I looked to my left I saw a vaccine sucking up some clear liquid. Bastard must have prepared for me to do something like this. I squirmed a bit to get up, but I stopped when I felt something nudging me.

Nudging me in the ass.

"Wait!" I said while putting my good arm up. "I can prove it to you!"

The needle rested on the tray near the door, and Aid raised a brow. "What 'proof' do you have?" I could hear the doubt in his voice.

I reached into my backpocket - the asshole that was my boss putting it in my right cheek pocket - and took out the only thing that could get me back on course with my mission.

My iPhone 4.

I showed it to him, and his horn stopped glowing immediately. "What's that?" he asked, eyeing my phone a bit interestedly.

"It's an iPhone 4," I laughed a bit nervously. "Don't have any of these around do you?"

He got closer to the bed and took the device in his hand. He turned it in his hand and brought it closer to his face as he examined it. When he accidentally pressed the lock button, the screen lit up and surprised him. I remembered the picture on the lock screen was of me and my marine graduate class. Behind us, the American flag and some humvees.

"Who are they?" he asked.

I smiled, knowing that he was starting to believe. "Derek, Frank, Castro, Romeo, Terri, John, Daniel, and me," I recited the names left to right. "Graduating class for the Marine Corps. Best soldiers you'll find from here to… well, back home I guess."

His eyes were now wider than saucers as he looked at me then all over the picture. "Give me one minute," he said as he bolted out the room with my phone.

"Hey! Better bring that back!" I shouted after him. With my new legs I was ready to put the smackdown on someone.

It was another hour before Doctor Aid finally came back with Twilight and some other chick. Rainbow Dash if I'm not wrong. Twilight had a sort of gleeful expression, while Rainbow eyed me cautiously, and a bit suspiciously. Twilight kept trying to unlock the iPhone, and she squeed when the password key came up.

"Give me it," I said. She handed it to me and I typed in the code away from them. "Look here."

I went to photos of me before I lost my legs, and it wasn't too long ago. Four to five years maybe. I showed them the camps, some weapons I held, me firing an M16A4. The tanks, the humvees, the helicopters, the airfields, and a picture of the world map I had to study. There were a few I took while I was around Florida, which was mostly me and friends down by the boardwalk or whatever.

"So you're a soldier for the human race?!" Twilight asked with more excitment than she should've had.

"No. My world is seperated into different countries, hundreds of them," I explained. "I'm part of a very traditional and organized group of soldiers called Marines. We learn to survive, to fight, to kill, and to use caution when on deployments. I was a Corporal of the United States Marines."

Rainbow looked at some of the photos I showed Aid and Twilight and shrugged. "Don't seem so tough to me," she chuckled.

No, I'm not patriotic, but the Marines are my family, so fuck with them, you fuck with me. "Ever had a piece of metal the size of a pencil and four times as thick pass through your skull from a mile away?" I asked coldly. "Or dropped on your ass then stabbed in the neck? These guys have done it, I've done it, and they're still doing it."

The three of them looked a bit shocked at what I just said. "You mean… you've actually killed somepony?" Twilight asked.

"They were bad men," I sighed. "Extremist retards that think they're better and go around killing for whatever reasons. Marines just make sure these guys are put down so no one else gets hurt."

"So, like, a Royal Guard. Or a police officer," Rainbow said.

I chuckled a bit. "Sure, let's go with that," I said while shaking my head. "But, I'm not some sadistic killer. Just a soldier trained to 'protect liberty wherever it may reside'."

Freakin' Staff Seargant Rodriguez and his patriotic ass. Now that I thought about it, maybe showing and telling them I was a highly trained soldier was a bad idea. And maybe they might call this Princess Celestia or Royal Guards to come get me.

"So, I'm not getting dissected am I?" I asked, half-joking half-serious.

Twilight looked incredulously at me. "Why would we do that?!" she exclaimed.

I shrugged. "Hey, some alien shows up on another world, someone wants to learn everything about it and goes to the extreme?" Jesus I watch a lot of movies.

"Equestria isn't like that Andrew," Aid chuckled. "But I do think there are a few things Miss Sparkle will need from you."

"Shouldn't we get Celestia for something like this?" Rainbow nudged Twilight's side.

Celestia. The tall lady with the flowing hair! I need to speak with her!

"Well she might need to know a soldier from another world is here," Twilight smiled. "I'll be sure to send her a letter, but first I need to-"

"I need to speak with Celestia," I quickly said.

They all looked at me funny, save for Twilight who was surprised. "Why?" Rainbow asked.

"Well, she's supposed to be the ruler right?" I asked.

"Aside from Princess Luna of course," Twilight told me.

"Okay. Isn't there some way she could, I don't know, send me home? Or magic me back to my house?" Damn, really messing up with the magic stuff.

Twilight looked a bit disappointed. "But-but I have so many questions about humans!" she exclaimed. "Couldn't you stay just a little longer?"

Before I could speak, Aid cut in. "I'm afriad meeting the princess will have to wait," he said. "Your injuries won't heal until Sunday, even with healing spells. You'll need to stay here until then."

Twilight smiled enthusiastically, then stopped. "Um, sorry," she sheepishly smiled. "And, I'm sorry for not believing you earlier."

"I think I owe you an apology as well," Aid chuckled.

"Yeah, it's fine," I said. "What's today?"

"Tuesday," Rainbow said. "Twi can we hurry? The girls always get there early and I hate it when Rarity gives me a speech about being on time."

Twilight nodded then handed me the iPhone. "I'll be back tomorrow to ask a few questions," she smiled. "Just wait for me until then." She left the room, but Rainbow lagged behind.

"A little advice," Rainbow snickered. "Answer the question and nothing else. She'll never stop if you don't give her exact answers."

I nodded slowly, then she gave me a peace sign and flew out the room. She seemed pretty… athletic. And her rainbow hair was natural by the look of it. These people were weird, even if they were descendants of ponies. Wonder what this place has in store for me.

Guess I'll see before I hand it over to Discord.

Author's Note

Hey everypony! Yours truly here! This chapter went unedited, so expect a revised copy soon enough. As always, like, comment, favorite, and have a great day/night!

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