Past Consequences

Here I am again, same old same old.  Ive been on the streets since i was 13 years old, when my parents hated me enough to finally kick me out.  I can fend for myself, as i am a good "survivalist".  Oh, sorry,  let me introduce myself.  my name is Jackson Roberts, Jack, or JR.  You know what?  Call me Jack.  Anyway, i am 17 now, almost a legal adult, then i can get a house.  One late night, the wind was crawling its way through my ears, as if it was trying to get me up.  Ugh... Stupid wind...  Okay, fine.  I crawled my out of my makeshift bed, put on a hoodie, shoes, everything else, and started to walk down the street.  after a little while i looked through the darkness, and saw a...  Forest???  We are in the middle of a city!!! "Oh wait," I said to myself.  You are such dumbass Jack!  It's just the park!  oh... i said as my brain started to get back in shape.  Just then, a figure stepped out of the shadows, and said, "Don't make me hurt you, just give me your wallet, and you live."  he said.  i couldn't make out anything about him except... oh my god, he has a gun!  this was my reaction:  "No." i said.  "Jack you idiot!"  My self consensus said.  I pulled out a large knife that i had acquired a couple years back, for self defense.  but as i did that, my ears clogged up, and i saw a stream of blood come from my chest.  My thoughts clicked into place when i realized what just happened.  He shot the gun.  and now a bullet is in my chest.  Great.  I fell to the ground as blood poured from my chest,   and thought to myself, "you went too far this time Jack...Too far.  as everything blacked out.

I awoke in the middle of the night, in a...regal...looking garden.  what...? am i dead?  i looked down at my chest to find no wound.  i turned around to get my bearings, only to be greeted by a small dark blue horse, with a flowing mane and tail, Horn, WINGS, and gold Armour.  "Guards!"  It said.  Hold up a minute... Horses can't talk!  "oh my god..."  i said.  "You can talk???"  The horse thing said.  "Um... Yeah... I think so."  I whispered.  as she said that, a bunch of smaller horses in similar wear came and circled in front of me.  'It seems weak, one pony go take him down."  one of them said.  A medium sized one approached me, and pulled out some sort of weapon.  In response, i pulled out my knife and to my surprise,  i was a REALLY skilled fighter for some reason.  Huh, physics i guess.  I decided to go non lethal, and knocked him out, and soon the rest of the "platoon" was trying to get me.  i knocked all of them out quite easily, but then the blue one said, "ENOUGH!"  and i got knocked out.