Death Isn't the End

Here I am sitting in this hospital waiting for my end to come. I know this is the end because I can feel it, usually when I feel something I know it's going to happen. The reason I am sitting here is because I have been diagnosed with Multiple sclerosis. and the people here are trying to keep me alive, for the most part it isn't so bad once I got past the fact that my legs are useless now and I have a mind splitting Migraine. And that's what it does, well to me anyways, The condition attacks the nerve ending cells in the brain and spine, rendering communication to certain areas of the body impossible.

The mere fact that I have had this condition since I was thirteen is amazing, I mean I overcame it in about three to four months but I made it, seeing myself walking after that was even more amazing, the doctors said that I had a high chance that the M.S. damaged the nerve endings in my legs and that I would never walk again, but I did and that made me happy.

But here I am again sitting in the exact same room I was in those two to three years ago, waiting for the bad news. I have always believed that the only good news was no news, but in this case any news would be just what they are, good or bad. I try to recall what kind of person I was over the years I lived here, wondering if I was good or bad, I was extremely quiet so far as to people calling me a mute, I had loads of friends but I was never popular, I just had friends from every group in my school. Being friends with the popular people of every group really helped out too, If i had trouble with one of their own I would just tell the friend involved with that group to have them back off so I could continue what I did best.

I was never into sports, that doesn't mean I let myself get lazy, I just never really liked the idea of being in a pile of sweaty guys fighting over a football, and basket ball was out of the question, and baseball was too. Most of the time I spent doing something, was spent on researching and taking notes. I was always the brain of almost every class room I have, but most of my grades were crap, but I didn't care because I had a job as a instructor for the military waiting once I got out. How I got it was by a chance though, one of the tests I was taking was given to us by the military to see what kind of generation we had turned out to be, I had noticed something wrong with the test and pointed it out. The people who gave it out were skeptical at first but when I had explained it to them they seemed surprised, surprised that out of everyone that has taken this test no one has noticed that, not even the people who made it. They told me that they have a spot open for a military strategist and that the person who fills it shall be teaching the soldiers how to handle situations that would be deemed impossible to handle by normal soldiers. And of course I said yes, but on a condition, and that condition was to use my own method of teaching.

I started teaching part time the year after, being only fifteen was a draw back since I was still in Junior High. The money was good, the soldiers I was training were decent too, they seemed to not enjoy my company though, I guess being fifteen and having a military job as a strategist seemed a bit off to them, calling me 'Sir' and everything. There was one though, his name was Dawkins A.K.A. 'KingPin' he was the only one that seemed to actually enjoy seeing me teach there. I wonder how he is doing.

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP

I looked over to the heart monitor and the thing is going hay wire saying my heart rate is going over five-hundred beats a minute, being taught some medical properties of the human body I knew that this was bad. All of a sudden my migraine began to get worse but I could start to feel my legs, I tried getting up but was surprised by the absence of floor, I fell and blacked out probably because of the severe migraine I had.

Equestria

"Spike can you fetch me the book about magical properties of Daemon Summoning?" Twilight asked

"Sure thing Twi" Spike agreed.

Being a Princess had its perks, like the magical boost so she could preform more powerful spells, and the title did help to obtain books on those spells.

This particular spell was something she needed to see if it actually worked, she knew she would have to summon a low leveled Daemon before she could move to the higher ones.

"Here you go Twilight" Spike said handing the book over to her.

"Thank you Spike, now stand back I don't want you getting caught up in this" She said pushing spike behind her.

"Okay, level one Daemon here we go" Twilight said as her horn began to shimmer with a lavender light.

The spell began to draw a circle of blue flames on the ground, and the earth began to open up beneath it. When the spell was ready to be released a bright flash was blinded both Twilight and Spike.

"Twilight, what was that?" Spike asked rubbing his eyes.

"I don't know, but it should have worked, maybe Daemons don't exist after all" Twilight said.

"And I was looking forward to meeting oneSIGH oh well, next spell! Spike get me the book on trans dimensional travel"

Point of View: Me

I woke up to find myself lying on the ground in some sort of field.

"This has to be a dream, in my condition, Psychological problems are a common" I say getting up and wiping the dirt off of my black jeans.

"Well time to see what I'm dreaming of this time"

I start to look around, and I notice something, I'm in a orchard of some kind. I start to walk to what seems somewhere out of this place and I notice something again, a barn, a almost familiar looking barn. I start to get closer and I start to hear voices, one I already know and others that seem just as familiar as the barn.

'Wow, we haven't seen this place in a long time'

"What are you talking about Jack? I ask the little voice in my head.

'Don't tell me you don't recognize this, the barn, those trees, and the sign that says Sweet Apple Acres?'

"They ring a bell, but further examination must be obtained" I say looking around.

"Hey what are you doi-" A tiny orange horse says before freezing at the sight of what is in front of her.

I lock eyes with her, hers filled with fear, mine filled with realization, this was Sweet Apple Acres from the My little Pony series.

"Oh wow, I haven't seen this show since I was in Middle School, I wonder what it is doing in my dreams" I say rubbing my chin while looking at the orange Earth Pony before me.

"Hey Applejack, how are you doing?" I ask paying the dream out like they know me.

"H-How do you know my name? And what are you?" She asked in fear, shaking a little bit.

"Well this is new, my dreams usually respond with something more up beat, like they know me, but it appears that it has made this a rare occasion" I say walking over to Applejack, who stands roughly half my height.

I go onto one knee and begin to pet her, and as soon as that happens she begins to hum happily to herself, it seems she enjoys it. But I get interrupted with a swift kick to the skull and I black out. Again.

"Twi, I need some help" Applejack shouted rushing through the door, before slamming it behind her.

"Applejack what's wrong" Twilight asked her putting a hoof on her back.

"I found a strange critter on my farm and I brought it here" It's around the back" She said pushing the librarian out the door.

"How is it strange?" Twilight asked her.

"I ain't never seen anything like it before" She said still pushing Twilight.

"Okay, let's just get it in the library then we will look at it" Twilight said lifting the cart with her magic.

Point of View: Me

This is definitely not a dream, that felt all to real. That kick gave me a headache. And here I am under a tarp on a wooden platform being lifted into the air. First thing I taught was to be patient and wait for the right timing. I feel the platform hit the ground, keep waiting I tell myself, but then the tarp was removed and I bolted up and grabbed the nearest thing I could reach, which was a broom.

"Stay back, I have a... I have a broom and I am... I'm not afraid to use it!" I say shooing away the purple unicorn and orange earth pony.

"It talks!" Twilight yelps and runs behind the couch.

"Whoa calm down critter, we mean you no harm" Applejack said approaching me.

"I will not calm down, one moment I'm dying and the next I'm in this world, all better and healed"

"Calm down, This is Twilight Sparkle, and you already know my name somehow, so do you want to tell us your name?" She asked no pushing the broom towards the ground.

What should I say? I don't want to use my real name, it is kind of weird anyways, I wonder if they have French Ponies here.

'Use the name you gave yourself in french class back in Freshman year'

"I will tell you my name, but on one condition" I say smirking.

I am a man of compromise, but I have to have something to make it worth my time.

"And what condition is that?"

"That knowledge of me never leaves this town, I don't want to meet your Princess, Celestia" I say with the smirk still on my face.

"Twilight, what do you make of this situation?" Applejack turns to see the unicorn shivering behind the couch.

"As long as he doesn't cause to much trouble" She say pointing with a hoof towards me.

"On my honor, I won't do anything to cause trouble" I say raising my right hand, "Pinkie promise"

"Okay, so what's your name then?"

"My name? My name is Discorde"