Chapter 1

"-iiiiiit!"

The portal caught me of guard as I began to fumble with my footing when I came out. I eventually tripped over my right leg, which sent a wave a pain through it , and fell to my side and slid a couple feet. When I was done sliding, I groaned as I sat up to see where is was, figuring since a portal would bring you to another location. I was blinded for a second since I was wearing my NVGs, so I promptly lifted them from my eyes and finally got a look at my surroundings. I appeared to be in a grassy field with some small hills surrounding me, it was day, as thought it would be, since the sun was up , and there appeared to be no sign of civilization around. I became worried, I had no idea as to where I could be.

Giving my surroundings another look, I spotted a tree on top of one of the hills. I could use it to get a better look at the landscape. I picked myself up, but winced as I felt the stinging pain in my side again. I looked down to find that I wasn't shot, I was stabbed by a piece of wood. I then remembered back to when the tank blew up the 2x4s, luckily it didn't seem very deep. In a quick effort I grabbed and pulled the piece of wood out and let out a small yell in pain in response.

I threw the piece of wood to the grass below, and put my hand to the wound. I brought my hand back up to my face, my blood stained my glove but I didn't see as much blood as I had expected, and was relieved to no it wasn't bleeding heavily, though I knew I would have to treat it properly. With my injuries at mind, I knelt down on my left leg and lifted up my right pants leg. I saw the hole the bullet had made in my leg, and that it was bleeding badly.

Since I wasn't a corpsman, I had to improvise on bandaging. So I tore my left sleeve off, and tied it around my leg, it was the best I could do for now. After that was finished, I pick up the Draganov from its spot on the ground and made my walk to the hilltop.

I reached the top of the hill and set my bag against the tree. The shade along with a small breeze, felt amazing. I was starting to get hot when I came through the portal, I'm guessing it had to be summer where I was.

After standing for a moment with my eyes closed to savor the cool breeze, I re-opened them to look around; see if I could find anything of use. I looked to my right and saw a forest bordering the field of small hills I was in. I brought my head back so I was looking straight ahead, and saw more hills spread about. Turning to look to my left, something caught my eye over the hill tops. It was something kind of yellow and light brown that didn't seem to fit the green fields. It was too far for me to see it clearly, so I brought the Draganov up and looked through the mounted scope.

What I saw looked like grass and straw roofs with wooden beams, my heart gave a leap of joy at the sight knowing there was some kind of civilization. I lowered the gun with a smile on my face and moved to my bag. When I picked it up, I turned around, ready to head out, but then I heard a howl come from behind the hills I looked at earlier. It sounded fairly close, so I waited a few more seconds to see if anything would happen.

As if on cue, I heard a scream. But not from an animal, it sounded like someone in danger. By instinct, I took off in that same direction to go help whoever it was. I may not know what I may be getting myself into, but my job as a Marine meant for me to help and protect the innocent.

When I finally made it up the hill, I didn't know what I was looking at. There was what looked like some kind of horse that had human characteristics. It had two legs with hooves for feet, and had arms with hands, it had a short muzzle with unusually large eyes. What really got me was that it had wings, its fur coat was a butter yellow, and had long pink hair and matching tail. It wore clothes like a human; a green, long-sleeved, turtle neck sweatshirt and some blue skinny jeans. It was currently on its behind and it looked like it was bleeding from its right arm. It was looking to the right at something, obviously terrified.

When I turned my head to the right, I saw what the problem was. There were three wolves made of what looked like sticks and twigs, advancing on the wing horse, snarling and baring their teeth.

Now this may seem like the most random idea, but I had to get the wolves' attention somehow. So I began to run down the hill at the wolves, yelling at the top of my lungs.

"AAAAAAAHHH!" The wolves all brought their heads up looking around in confusion as I hoped.

When they finally figured out what was going on and saw me coming, I was only five feet away. I picked the closest one and ran right into it with my shoulder, I knocked onto its side with me on top. I delivered three blows to its head with the butt of the Draganov, it howled in pain before it just fell apart. I got up and back away startled at what happened, I mean it just fell apart instead of becoming unconscious or bleed like any living thing would. Well now that I think of it, it was made of twigs and sticks.

I was brought out of my thought as I heard growling, I looked up and saw the other two snarling and slowly making their way to me. I began to slowly back away with the gun pointed at the wolves, ready if either made a move. And one did just that. The wolf pounced at me but jerked back as I shot it dead in the head. It fell at my feet and just disassembled like the other one.

The other one used this as an opportunity and jumped on top of me. It's beady green eyes just a few inches from mine. It was a sight I thought I would never see in all my life. The next thing the wolf did was reel its head back ready to sink its teeth into my face, but I saw this coming and brought the Draganov up for it to be clamped down on by the wolf.

It was a battle of strength from there on, me trying to keep it at bay and the wolf trying to pull the gun away so it could finish me. And in my weakened state, I knew it wouldn't last long, so I had to do something fast. Then I remembered, I still had my knife and M9 on me. It was a risk worth taking and I had to be fast. I let go of the gun with my right hand and grabbed the M9 strapped to the side of leg. In doing so, the wolf was able to throw my gun off to the side and was about to bite my face off until I fired five shots into its stomach, making it reel back with a pained yelp. As soon as it was completely off of me, brought up my sidearm, aimed down the sights and fired three more shots into its head, finally ending it.

I was panting as my adrenaline rush subsided, and in return I could start to feel my would begin to throb. I holstered my M9 and grabbed my side as I began to stand up. But I began to sway a bit, and my vision blurred for a few seconds. I needed to get help soon are else I would... Well, die.

I looked over and saw the bipedal horse that the wolves were initially after, and made my over. As I got closer, I could see more of the being in front of me. One thing I just then noticed was that it was female from... Obvious features, and in in my opinion, she was kind of cute.

As I walked up to her, she hid behind her long pink mane, shaking. I couldn't scare her any more than she already is. She could be my only chance to getting to a hospital to treat my wounds and hers. I stopped next to her and knelt down to her right.

"Are you alright?" I asked, though the scratch on her arm was obvious. Her response was:

"P-please don't h-hurt me." she said from behind her pink hair. Her voice was soft and sweet, like a just audible whisper.

"Hey, you're safe now, I'm not going to hurt you." I said with a reassuring smile. She looked out from behind her hair, I could see the fear and a hint of curiosity in those unnaturally large, blue eyes of hers. They made me smile even bigger, they looked like they could change the coldest of hearts; they looked just so peaceful and innocent.

I turned my attention to the wound on her arm, the sweater surrounding the spot was torn and stained with blood. I couldn't see much of the scratch its self, and to know how bad it was I would need to roll up her sleeve.

"May I?" I asked, gesturing to the torn fabric. She seemed to hesitate for a moment, but eventually nodded. With her approval, I began to roll up her sleeve earning a hiss of pain now and then. Once her sleeve was up, I observed the injury. The surrounding fur was all matted with dried blood; the scratch itself didn't seem too deep, but enough to cause a fair amount of blood to escape.

Reaching behind me I grabbed my canteen, having just remembered it, and brought it up, opened it and began to poor the water on the wound to clean it. I earned another hiss of pain as I rubbed the areas of dried blood to remove it, and apologized it. "Oh - um, i-it's alright." I looked to her to find her staring off in the direction of the dead wolves, then her eyes went wide. Curios as to why, I turn my head in the same direction, only to see the sticks and twigs of the wooden beasts become surrounded with a green force and began to float around.

I really hope they weren't doing what I think they were, "Oh, you have got to be fucking kidding me!" I breathed, as they were, to my disbelief and fear, that they began to piece themselves together again. I mean, that shouldn't be possible, once something's dead it's dead. But this obviously wasn't the case.

Not wanting to fight these things again, I looked back to my "patient", and placed one arm under her legs and one under her shoulders, and lifted her up with me, she was surprisingly lighter than I thought, and that earned me a little 'eep'. All I said was "Hold on." and I was sprinting-limping as fast as I could in the opposite direction.

After a minute or two of running, my body was screaming at me to stop, I had done a lot today/tonight. I complied as I slowed to a stop. Panting, I set her down so she was standing, and took a step back to give us some room. I was exhausted, I had ran from a tank, fought off a bunch of 'immortal', wooden wolves, and now just ran while carrying another... 'person'. All in my current condition.

While catching my breath, I heard a faint voice in front of me, "Um, are you alright, i-if you don't mind me asking?" I didn't bother to think about the question and blankly answered "Yeah, I'm good." which was an obvious lie.

"No. No you're not!" this took me by surprise, she had bit of seriousness in her voice when she said that. I looked up to her, she was staring back at me. I opened my mouth to speak but was cut off by her again, "You just saved me from those Timber Wolves (so that's what they were), and are horribly injured! You need help!" I just stared at her. Her eyes then seemed to shrink as she hid behind her hair once again saying, "I'm so sorry talking that way, please don't hate me."

I sighed "No you're right, you're right. I should get some help, I've been through a lot today." she smiled at this and returned the smile with my own. Even though I appear to be in a different world, it doesn't seem like it will be so bad until I can find a way back... if there is one.

I spent another minute catching my breath before we would start walking. When I was good, I asked, "So, is there a hospital close by that we can get to?"

"There's one in Ponyville. I can take you there, if that's okay with you?"

"I wou-... I would li-" that's when began to feel light headed, and started to sway. I could see the concern on her face as I tried to keep my balance.

"Um, a-are you alright?" her voice was faint but, I could still hear it. I didn't have any chance to respond as I fell to my knees, then my side, and blacked out.

Author's Note

If you're wondering about the sudden change to Night Vision Goggles, I just realized they would be given NVGs instead of IVNs (I was thinking of Battlefield 3 at the time)
In other news, this took so long because of needing to keep my grades up and finding time to write when possible.
But other than that, hear you go, the next chapter.