An Unexpected Journey

Chapter 2: The Dreams

"Timber-wolves? Oh my," I heard a voice say. It was clearly female and it was soft almost like a whisper.

I had been coming in and out of consciousness and heard the same soft voice talk to a few other voices. My head still hurt and my left leg was sore. I didn't know why my leg was sore, but it was.

"Yeah. I thought Miss. Pie said I could easily get Journal and get out of the Everfree. Well it was going to be easy, but then the timber-wolves attacked. I'm just glad Miss. Journal is alright," I heard another voice say. A male and he almost sounded like a gentlemen. "Wait, Miss. Journal is going to be alright right?"

"Yes. I'm sure she will be fine...Um...Would you like something to drink," The soft voice asked.

"No, no. I'm fine Miss. Fluttershy." The gentlemen said.

Wait what? Fluttershy? That can't be-. I stopped myself as I remembered what happened. Pinkie Pie, the timber-wolves, the pony saving me, and me collapsing. Oh my god. It's Fluttershy! Omigoshomigoshomigosh! If only my eyes would open. And if only I wasn't covered in bandages and other medical things.

What happened? Why was I so scratched up? Why did Pinkie turn me into a pony? Yes why indeed. I was going to get answers once I fully wake up.

"Moon Chaser? Um...Are you sure your alright? You look pretty scratched up," Fluttershy said, concern clear in her voice.

"Yes, yes. I'm quiet alright Miss. Fluttershy," The gentlemen, or colt, said. Moon Chaser I presume.

"I could...um...check you if you want, but you don't have to."

"I guess I'm a bit scratched up. Alright, you can look me over Miss. Fluttershy." There was a faint thud and hoof-steps. Man, if only my body would do what my brain wanted it to do.

Knock-knock There was a knock at the front door.

"Oh. I'll be back in just a second. Would you...um...mind watching Journal," Fluttershy asked.

"You can count on me Miss. Fluttershy." And with that I heard hoof-steps and the door opening only to be closed seconds later.

"My head hurts," I felt myself say all of a sudden.

"Hu? Oh you’re awake Miss. Journal. Are you alright? Can I get you anything," Moon Chaser asked me as my eyes opened.

I was staring at the ceiling. It was a was a wooden ceiling with a support beam. I turned my head to the side. There was a bedside desk next to the bed I was in. Wait. When was I in a bed? I groaned.

"My head hurts," I repeated my previous statement to Moon Chaser.

"Do you want me to get Miss. Fluttershy," Moon Chaser asked me. I still didn't know what he looked like. My head just happened to turn the opposite direction he was sitting in.

"No, no. I think I'll be fine. What happened," I asked turning my head to the right. This time I could see him. He was a bat-pony. A grey coat and black mane. Just like every other bat-pony I’ve seen on the forums and threads. His eyes were different though. He had normal pony eyes that were dark blue and his cutie mark was a moon and a checkered flag. He looked to be in his early twenties.

"Oh well...You were attacked by timber-wolves and I saved you Miss. Journal. I told you to run and you did. I was right behind you but lost track of where you went when I was attacked by another timber-wolf. I think Miss. Fluttershy found you but you were scratched up pretty badly and had bite-marks on your left hind-leg." Moon Chaser grimaced as he told me what happened. That answered so much, now onto another question.

"Why do you keep calling me Journal," I asked, sleepiness was trying to claim me again.

"What do you mean? That is your name isn't it? Journal Seeker," Moon Chaser asked with a raised eyebrow and a bit of hostility.

"I...don't know." I closed my eyes just as Fluttershy walked in with five other ponies.

"Moon Chaser were you just talking to Journal?" That was the last thing I heard Fluttershy ask as I fell asleep again.

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I was facing a large double door that had a carving of the moon and sun on it. I was feeling a bit of fear as well as hopelessness. I felt myself sigh as I pushed open the right door, the one with the moon on it.

I was greeted with the sight of Princess Celestia sitting on the throne with a quill and parchment held in her magic and she was writing something. She looked up from what she was doing and looked at me.

"Yes, Journal Seeker? What is it," She asked me with her normal calm and warming face.

"I have terrible news to report Princess," I felt myself say.

"What may that be?" Her warming face changing to a look of concern.

"Hollow Shades was set on fire and the Griffins will be here soon. What do we do Princess?"

“Hollow Shades was set on fire? Oh my. How many loses did we have?”

“I’m not sure yet Princess. We are still sorting the bodies but some are just too charred and burnt.”

"And when will the griffins be here?"

"Nightfall."

"That's not good. Can you please go wake Luna and tell her to prepare her lunar guards? We have to be ready for the battle ahead. I don't like bloodshed but it is the only way. I will go get my solar guards ready. You are excused Journal."

"Princess, is it really the only way," I asked her as she got up from her throne and walked down the steps.

"I wish there was another way Journal. I really do. I can't think of how many lives will be lost tonight. I only wish my little ponies were at least dying for something more."

I looked at Princess Celestia with a tearful look. "If only we could have stop this sooner." I muttered before giving Princess Celestia a quick bow and turning to leaving the throne room.

"And Journal."

"Yes?" I looked over my shoulder to look at Princess Celestia.

"Can you ask Twilight Sparkle and her friends to come to Canterlot?"

"As you wish Princess."  I turned back and trotted out of the throne room.

I opened my eyes and saw the same wooden roof with a support beam. What the hell was that dream about? I asked myself as I looked around the room. No Fluttershy or Moon Chaser. I really wished that my dream was really just a dream. I fell back in bed and drifted off to sleep once more. This was too much to process. Maybe I can ask my questions when I wake up.

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I laid on the ground, my eyes closed. I felt something warm flow from my side and I was breathing heavily. "You wont win. I wont let you," I said quietly, almost a whisper.

"Hahaha! As if. What can you, a weakling, do to me? Hahaha," A voice said somewhere in front of me. "If you haven't noticed you are bleeding on the ground and I am still up and well. Ahahaha!" That laugh sounded more menacing and evil each time.

I opened my eyes and saw a yellow unicorn stallion in front of me. He had a teal mane and blood red eyes. He was smiling wickedly at me. "I wont let you!" It took most of my strength to shout at him. I gasped for air.

"Noble last words Miss. Journal. Once I'm done with you I'm going after Luna and Celestia. Then Equestria will be mine. Hahaha! See you in Tartarus," The stallion shouted at me before raising a sword and bring it down, aiming to kill me.

Somepony wouldn't let him though. There in front of me, blocking the sword, was a bat-pony. His cutie mark a moon and checkered flag. Moon Chaser. "Gah! Not if I have a word in this!" He was bleeding where the sword stuck him. Raising his own sword, he swung at the unicorn.

The unicorn jumped back at the last second. "Grrr. You! I though the griffins took care of you! Lousy griffins. I'll deal with you myself then." He raised his sword and brought it down on Moon Chaser.

Moon Chaser moved swiftly out of the way. "Shit." I heard him mutter as he opened his wings and took to the air. He was still bleeding from where the sword hit him. He either didn't notice the pain or didn't care.

"Oh no you don't! This is going to be a fair fight." The unicorn grabbed Moon Chaser's tail in his magic and pulled his back down to the ground. I noticed his magic was red like his eyes.

"Oof!" Moon Chaser laid there on the ground, moaning in pain. "Fuck you Dusk."

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