Slow Descent

Prologue: That Really Smarts

"So what you're saying is that there is no possibly way for me to get back?" You groan.

"That is correct." She says with a slight hint of sadness. Her words almost bring a tear to my eye, but instead of sadness all you can feel is pure anger at the moment.

"God. Fucking. Dammit!" you yell with the rage of a thousand suns. With that out of your system you lay your head back down and close your eyes.

"Don't worry I'm sure everything will turn out fine." Says an all to familiar voice. "As long as we're here we'll help make sure everything goes right." He assures you.

"I damn sure hope so." you mumble sadly before falling asleep.

-0-

"Oh god my fucking head..." you mumble to yourself. "And why the fuck is my light so bright?" You say bringing your tone even higher. The pounding in your head feels like a symphony of power tools is going on at full power in your skull, the feeling of which you can attribute to one thing, a hangover. You try and clamp your eyes shut harder to possibly shut out even more of the burning light that is assaulting your senses, but only managing to make yourself slightly angrier in the process.

Hoping to save yourself from the blinding and excruciatingly painful light you decide to get off the bed and turn it off. Rolling over on your side, you feel for the edge of the bed only to find even more. "The fuck is going on here?" You say hoping for some kind of answer.Slowly you open your eyes bit by bit to ease the pain and are greeted not by the sight of the white sheets of my bed, but a coat of green.

"Michael you really should get up and see what's going on." Says a familiar voice.

"Yeah, yeah G. I'm working on it." You say.

"Good cause unless you look around even I won't have any clue what's happened." G. Says

You feel like you should listen to G. right now because nine times out of ten he's saved your ass by being right. You slowly stand and are greeted by what looks to be the edge of a forest. You turn your head and look around trying to find your way, but in every direction except in front of you all you can see is dark trees and bushes. It seems to be that you're in a clearing just inside the edge of the forest which explains the light falling right on you.

"We'll G. it think we may have gotten a bit more shit faced than before, because I don't think I've ever seen this place before and I can't remember a damn thing about last night." You say jokingly.

"Well it looks like you're right because I don't remember this at all, and since we're so close to the edge I suggest we go ahead and try and find our way home." He says.

You nod your head in agreement and take a step towards the edge of the forest only to be stopped by what feels like a knife being stabbed through my chest. "Oh my fucking god it hurts! What the actual fuck?" You yell and look down at your chest.

"Michael what the hell happened?" He says staring at my chest. The sight of what it is makes you cringe. It looked as if a good portion of your shirt had been burned away, and that area of the shirt was stained with blood and ashes, but oddly enough there were no marks or anything just extremely agonizing pain.

"I don't know but it hurts like bitch." you groan. The pain in your chest growing intensely stronger every few seconds. "If anybody is nearby could they fucking help me!" You yell out with tears slowly sliding out of your eyes from the horrible sensations. "Please, anyone?" You yell even louder the pain causing you to feel dizzy and disoriented.You try and take a few steps forward and end up stumbling and falling to your knees. "Please somebody help!" You yell as loudly as possible, feeling the blackness tugging at the edge of your vision.

"It's coming from over here girls." You hear voices approaching ahead.

"Hey over here!" You yell nearly blacking out from the strain.

"There it is again. Come on girls something's hurt."

"Hey look G. we got some help." You mumble.

"Yeah good job Mike, good job." He says. The last words you hear before finally feeling the pain take care of you and knocking you unconscious.

-0-

"What... Girls... It..."

"I... Know..."

People talking around you. Which means you aren't dead, or at least you hope. More than likely you're in a hospital in one of those comfy beds of theirs. After a few minutes you can hear them talking again but you're still too out of it to catch what they're saying.

"Should... Try... It up...?"

"Not... Girls..."

So from what you just heard it seems like the people talking around you are girls. Hopefully none of them saw you naked for any reason. Even if you're in a hospital and they are nurses you still don't enjoy the thought of other people, especially women, seeing you naked without your consent. After a few more minutes the conversation starts back up and you're able to make out what they're saying this time.

"So do you think we can trust him girls?"

"I'm not so sure about that, and just how do you know it's a him."

"Well I had to examine him to find out and what was causing him so much pain, so obviously I removed his clothes and took a look." Well that confirms it at least one of them saw you naked, so much for your dignity being intact.

"Maybe we should wait outside till he comes to sugarcube." Says a voice with an extremely drawn out southern accent.

"I agree, especially if we don't know how he is going to act when he wakes up." This voice almost sounds kind of like an upper class lady, which strikes you as odd.

"Okay girls when he wakes up we'll come and check on him." This last voice sounds like a voice of someone very well educated.

After a few minutes of shuffling and moving you finally hear them leave and a door close. Without opening your eyes you can feel the presence of your friend G. By you again. "Hey G. any clue what happened last night?" You whisper trying to avoid alerting anyone to you being awake already.

"I'm not so sure Mike, but I do know that something feels a bit off about this." He whispers back.

"Yeah I know what you mean. I guess I'll just have a quick look around." You open your eyes and see a plain ceiling with one light in the center. Turning your head to your left you see what looks to be a bookshelf stuffed near to bursting with books. "Hey G. I don't remember any hospitals before having bookshelves like this." You whisper . Turning over you see G. In his normal clothes, a pair on clean black running shoes, a dark pair of jeans, and a dark gray t-shirt, and a concerned look on his face.

"I don't think that's our only problem." He says looking down at you.

"Wait what are you talking about?" You say as you try and sit up, but as you sit up you feel a tugging on your arms. You look down and see a set of straps fastening your arms and legs down on a sort of makeshift bed. "G. This is a very big problem." You say, accidentally raising your voice.

"Hey girls I think he's awake now, why don't we go ahead and check on him."

"Hey G. What the fuck are we supposed to do!" You nearly yell as your try and undo the straps.

"I don't think we can do anything, those things are secured tight." He says.

"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck." You say trying even harder to get the straps off. At that moment you hear the door finally click open and in walks the strangest thing you've ever seen. What looks like a unicorn that's been dyed purple walks into the room and followed by it is another's unicorn that is completely white save for a very curly purple mane, a bright blue Pegasus with rainbow streaks in its mane, a pony that looks as pink as bubblegum, an orange pony wearing an old western hat, and at the back another Pegasus that is yellow save for its pink mane which you can see it hiding behind. You look back and forth between the creatures without saying a word and every second becoming more and more confused.

"Good morning creature." The unicorn says. This shocks you right down to your core and you look over to G. Who is just as shocked as you are.

"G-G. P-permission to f-freak out now?" You stumble across those few words trying to hold yourself together.

"Permission granted." He says in a low voice.

"Uhh, girls who of what is it talking to?" Asks the orange pony. At that very moment you decide to lose your cool, and let out the most unmanly scream ever heard on the face of earth and promptly proceed to pass out.

"What just happened?" Asked the purple unicorn.

"I've got no clue sugarcube..." Said the orange pony.