I shot out of my bed, my eyes wide with shock and my vest covered with sweat. I strained every fiber of my body, trying not to scream. I mentally kicked myself after realizing where I was, the 2x3 bedroom of my apartment. My pupils shrank to their regular size, and my heart rate returned to normal. I looked at my bed, even though I wear glasses, I could tell it was a shipwreck: the pale-grey blanket looked like a rabid dog shook it with its foaming maw, and my mattress was showing in many locations, and my pillow looked like it was dragged through a hedge backwards, it was battered worse than a car after a demolition derby, and the insides where spewing out.
I reached for the cabinets next to my 'bed', and blindly took out my glasses and IPhone. I put on the glasses and glanced at my phone,
"Shit, I've got 15 minutes! Damn you Shaun, why can't you wake me up?" I instantly jumped out of the wreak of the Titanic, and ran towards the wardrobe.

Hi, my name is Zachary Anderson, and no I am not a Brony, but my roommate Shaun is… it drives me mad, but the only reason he's here is so he helps pay the rent. I've seen a few episodes -by force- before which where… that's not the point! Now why do I have to do this again? I mean, the forth wall is only for movies, or TV, I'm just talking to a wall, Pinkie.
"Oh silly, it's for the viewers!"
yea, I'm not buying this Pinkie, I need to go to the throne room, remember?
"I know! That should be in chapter 9… or whenever it's written!"
Oh… Kay then

*Twenty five minutes later*
I parked my BMW outside, on the left side of the main entrance, and I rushed out of my car and barged onto the school grounds.
"Shit, shit, shit, I'm gonna be late!" I said through my teeth, as I sprinted past the science gardens and burst through the double doors of the science wing.

"Welcome, students to 'returning of biology'. Today we will be-" Dr. Marshall said, his attention suddenly drawn to me, "Ah Zachary, nice to see you got out of bed early this morning, stay here after class." He said, blackly. The rest of the class started to snicker, and a few of them burst out laughing. Dr. Marshall turned to the rest if the class, pointing at them,
"SILENCE!" he roared "that will be you too, Cameron, Tom, Sophie, Jessica." He said the last name as if it were dirt, as he wrote the names in the board. I sat down at my regular seat, and took my pencil case and my biology book out of my worn-out rucksack.
"Now, as I was saying, welcome, students to 'returning of biology,' today we will go over the basic tools and the anatomy of a rat." The old science teacher said, as he pushed his small glasses further along his nose.
"Now, everyone take the standard scalpel, out of the pot next to you, and do not take off the safety cap off, Dan!" he said, giving Dan Taylor an accusing look, Dan instantly put the sharp object on the long, white desk in front of him. I complied, and took the metal tool out of the light red pot, on my right.
"Now, students what is a scalpel use-" Dr. Marshall tried to say, but for some apparent reason... He stopped.
Puzzled, I looked around me, and everything was...still? everyone made no sound or motion, they just stood there, like statues, really, everything was tinted grey.

"Hello?" I said, waving my hand in front of Dan Taylor's head, the stone teen holding the scalpel, still with the cap off, like he was going to stab someone. I patted his head, and put the scalpel, which was the only thing I could see that was not tinted grey, in my left pocket, and stood up and started to walk. I walked towards the front of the room, and stopped in front of the stone doctor. I thought I would play a little and I prodded him with my right index finger, he did not move even a fraction of a millimeter. This time I placed my entire right hand on his chest and pushed hard on his cold stone-like ribs, to the same conclusion, bored, I flicked his large nose and walked to the door on the right side of the classroom. I gripped the Handel with my left hand and tugged, no reaction, panicking, I put both hands on the Handel and put my right foot on the wall and pulled with all might, still to no avail. I ran to the other door and did the same action I did to the other door, still no response.
"Shit, what do I do, what do I do?" I said, grasping my head with both hands, my heart rate that of a bullet train.
Just then, I heard a creaking sound. Without a pause, I turned to see the cause of the disturbance, and ran to the door screaming for help.
The interactive white-board tore itself from the wall, stone-paint and wires breaking off the back and rose to the ceiling, the paint burned away, revealing the bricks. The cement melted like ice, and the bricks moved inside the classroom, arranging themselves in a circle, that turned around, towards me. Then, with a crack of lightning, a small gold circle-thing appeared the centre of the grey brick circle. Then, several dark blue tendrils poured out of the weird gold cylinder, many more of the slender appendages came out, until it filled the brick circle. The gold circle sank into the rippling mess of navy blue. And then, the brick wheel began to spin, then, without warning, a black figure entered the room, it had four legs, each one had blue, metal boots it had an equine shape, but it had turquoise eyes, that where shaped like a dragons, it wore eye shadow and a helmet, which also was blue. It had a blue breast plate, which wore an image of the moon, its wings where spread and where standing tall, it also had a tall, black, spiraling horn, with a dark blue aura. I knew what, no who it was, but my mind was rubbing it's metaphorical eyes in disbelief. Standing before was the regal figure of the fear bringing, the mare of eternal night... Nightmare Moon
"Oh sh-
"Zachary Anderson" she bellowed, in the regal, royal Canterlot voice "Come with me, for I am in need of your services" She finished, stretching her left wing towards me.
"W-w-why?" I asked, trying to look small and weak,
"I will explain later, now get on my back!"
"Wait... you w-want me? And through there is-
"Equestia, yes, now get on my back, I have already wasted one equestrian month trying to find a warrior, now obey me, AND GET ON MY BACK!" She yelled, stomping her hoof on the grey floor of the biology lab.

I complied, and climed onto the back of the suppost to be fictional, and mythical, creature.
"Hold on," she said, her voice sounding normal, and fear striking. Doing as told, I grabbed on to the clam of her chestplate. Suddenly, she turned a sharp turn to the left, facing the portal, jerking my body to the right. Nightmare Moon sighed deeply, and turned her head to me,
"I said 'hold on', what do you not understand about that?" she said, flatly, "You better have a better grasp when we are several hundred hooves in the air.(1)

I gulped, and dug my hands deeper into the armour, and pressing my body closer to hers. The coal alicorn then streached her wings, and galloped staight into the shimmering portal.
"Oh SSSSSHHHHHIIIIIIIIII- My shouts where drowned out, as I was dragged out of my world to the next.

Author's Note

Yea, I know, the ending is a bit cliche

-Lightning