The Swiss-German Lance

Chapter 1

Let's get right in, my name is Lance, fifteen years old and living in Switzerland, more in the flatlands like Zurich, to be precise I'm living inside the city of Zurich, in a little apartment, alone.

My parents are off shopping for God knows how long, so I decided just to stay in my bed and sleep.

It was the 18th March 2016, I'm asleep and dreaming about skydiving, I just didn’'t feel the air hitting me and no adrenaline rush.

After some time I activated the parachute I felt that it didn't open, I tried again to open the parachute with all I got and when it did open, it was empty, I started panicking and tried to end the dream as fast as possible but I couldn't, I was deep asleep, I turned around and saw how the ground got closer and closer.

I felt the hit, it hurted like hell, but I wasn't dead, how you might ask, I don't know. I was unconscious, I couldn't move, everything hurts. This is one fucked up dream I got, unconscious and felt the hit but still not dead? How? I started regaining consciousness.

I tried to lift my right hand or atleast my fingers, I felt that I missed all my fingers, I started panicking and opened my eyes, but unexpected I had to close them since everything was so bright and colourful, everything continued to hurt, I lifted my right hand to cover my eyes, I opened my eyes and saw that my right hand was now a Hoof with white fur.

Holy shit! Where's the doctor?! I need him now! I tried to stand up but fell instantly over, closing my eyes as well because of the bright colour.

"Alright what is go- Wait what happened to my voice?" I asked to nobody if you don't count air. The voice is so deep, I tried to block all the questions, but it was heavy since they were all about my new body.

I opened my eyes and my reflex tried to shut them, but I was able to keep them open, looking at the bright colour, I looked at the grass and saw how everything looked so cartoonish, flowers nearly everywhere, and the clouds looked cartoonish as well, like they were made of cotton.

After I got used to the colour, I looked down at my body, I freaked out when I saw what I became. "I-I'm a pony with white fur? What?" I said with me having surely the dumbest 'What The Fuck' face but it was everything worth since I was a pony now!

I looked at my my back and saw that I had wings, I gave it a glance. Pony with wings, argh, how are they called? Pagas? Pegais? Peganis? Pegasus? Pegasus! They're called pegasus, sheesh I need to remember stuff I thought, mentally slapping myself for forgetting something like that.

I stood up and stood on all four hooves, wobbling a bit, This should take a while to get used I thought, starting to take a step forward, not falling over, taking another step and falling over. Arg, this will get routine if it will continue like this I thought, standing up again, wobbling like always, taking some steps forward, not falling over surprisingly, I stood beside a lake.

I gave a glance how I looked like, I didn't really expect what I saw, Big Anime eyes, Slime green with Blue coloured mane. I looked what colour my eyes have, it wasn't heavy to see since they're so big, blue, blue like the colour of my mane. The mane looked rather funny, going to every direction like something exploded right in front of me. I gave a look at my tail, it was not long, not short, right in the middle and looked rather wild.

As I started trotting beside the lake I fell over, that time inside the lake, getting carried to somewhere I didn't want to go, into a village.