VK and Vespi: Preventing the Cure

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I couldn’t see shit.

Sorry about that.  My eyelids were closed tight, they were so heavy as if they glued to the lids. Not only this, but I could barely move myself at all. Eventually, I did manage to open my eyes, but everything in front of me was blurry, as if I had became blind, unable to see again. I got up anyhow, walking through as my vision began to clear. I can’t remember much of anything, where was I?

It was cold around me, it felt as if it were night, because the solid colors I were able to see were very dark, despite the lack of vision. The air was fresh; it became clear to me that I was also outside as well. I was walking on the ground, there was grass on it. Although I was walking, for some reason I couldn’t feel my toes. I could not feel my fingers either; it was as if neither pair of digits ever existed. Was I still, myself?

My vision began to clear more, now I was able to see dark brown figures with vaguely lighter green masses on top above all that was a mix of indigo and purple. I think I was in a forest. I began to look at the ground, the grass was green, and in front of that had lead to a giant light blue patch. Could that be…a lake? I hoped to the skies that it was, because if this was grass, and those were trees, I hoped this was still water.

I took my steps slowly to the source, and began to kneel down when I got there. I placed my hands in the lake; I still couldn’t feel my fingers. However I still took some of the water and threw it at my face. I looked back at the sky, and was able to see it more clearly, thank goodness. I took was about to take more water, and saw something unusual in the distortions. Something was off , I looked with more precision as the distortions had stopped. What I saw was a figure that had white hair and bandages such as myself, even with the right eye being blue and the right eye being red. But, what was different was that it had the face of a horse of fifty-eight inches, a pony.

I was hallucinating; I mean c’mon, at this point, I really would believe anything right now, but this, what the hell was this? I took larger amounts of water and tired to wash my face to the point that I was splashing it. Some of the water fell onto the ground behind me. I tried to clear my eyes, touching them with my hands, but even as I placed them onto my face, I still couldn’t feel my fingers.

I opened my eyes slightly, and decided to pay attention to my forearms for once. I saw arms, but I saw hands, with no fingers…they were hooves, hooves, of a pony. In an order to settle this hallucination idea, I looked into the lake for the second time. The figure that I saw before wasn’t any different.

I now felt as if I entered the negative area of the astral plane, I think I had died or something on the way to the other dimension. Last thing I remember was being sucked in into the vortex, and thus I arrived here, right? I couldn’t have died on the way to the other dimension, but how did I get turned into a pony? Am I even a pony? Nothing made sense to me anymore.

I felt as if my heart stopped, I mean faster than an atto second, my heart had stopped. Not only this, but I just froze, my head became cold within myself, and my mind was blank. Except for the thought that I was somewhere else, away from the dimension I was from, in a pony’s body.

Without hesitation, I let out all my emotions out in one, simple, scream…

I don’t care that I probably woke anything up, that yell was something that needed to be done. I had to say now that I was relieved. This was the second most shocking time in my life, with the first time being my first encounter running from the military, something that had happened six months ago. When you are filled with this much overwhelming, there really isn’t anything you can do.

Then I heard something, it may have been in my head, but I heard rustling in the bushes behind me. With a low pace, I turned myself. I was correct, the bushes were moving. I then saw three dark figures jump out of them. I couldn’t see them clearly, but they appeared to have walked on all fours. They appeared to be wild canines, specifically wolves, knowing this, I went into defense.

But something was wrong, my body was too weak in order to attack, I couldn’t conjure anything no weapons or lightning. At this point I did the only thing that I could, I ran. There was a wide pavement that I chose to follow, even though I was now a pony, I still ran on two legs like I used to.

I was about fifty feet away from the wolves by now. About ten feet later, I looked behind, and saw that they found my presence. As I still ran down the path, they were already catching up to me. I was still running, and they were thirty feet away from me, now it was twenty five, twenty three. The path became narrow, now about eight feet in width. As for my distance with me being away from the wolves, it was fifteen, thirteen, and ten.  At this point, I needed a miracle, if I had escaped death, there still had to be a way to escape it again. Now it was eight, five. I then thought of something, I could not believe of thinking about it, but then maybe it would help me live for a few more seconds, no, maybe even save my life. It involved running on all fours, the extra push should be able to outrun them.

I could not believe this, but that’s the option I went with. The push had actually given me three feet away from the animals, and then it was two more. I looked back; I could not believe that amount alone, pretty soon I was now thirteen feet away from them, fifteen feet away from them. Running on all fours in this new form, I was actually faster. Twenty three, twenty eight, thirty five, even longer than the distance I had when they started chasing after me.

I was actually outrunning them, I couldn’t believe it, and nothing would stop me now. Then I saw the moonlight shining at the end of the forest pavement. I raced towards it, finding the entrance back to the path of being alive.

I was wrong…

Although I escaped the un-viewable creatures which I assumed were of a canine breed, I jumped off the path that had led me fifteen feet above a river. With the forces around me being clear, I fell into it. This one jump had taken out all my energy, making me collapse into unconsciousness once again.

It had been two months since me and my friends had saved Equestria, again. Everything was calm and quiet now. After everything that had happened, Rarity was two months pregnant and I was soon to be a father. I got out of bed, where I saw my wife asleep; to think we met over a beat up knapsack. Once again my friends parted their ways, back to their occupations and duties. As for me, I went into being a royal guard, as did my friend Tyler. I thought I could go for a good walk; I began to head down the stairs.

While walking, I saw several picture frames featuring photos of me and my friends in our adventures. One being the time where we attended Pinkie Pie’s first party, another time with us at the Gala, and of course, the time when with us being  at Princess Celestia’s throne, being given our medals for saving every pony.  With another look at the events and achievements, I headed out of the door.

It was about three in the morning, despite how different Equestria was from where we came from; time still acted the same way.  Once again, I began to look back at those days, those days, we were not ponies living in equestria; we were regular teenagers living in New Jersey, United States, Earth. None of these places would be familiar with any pony.

Here, we were important, we were each some pony; Me, Tyler, Nico, Conor, Dan, Mike, and Ayan. When we existed in our originating dimension, it was hard for anyone to stick out. In an attempt to look for Nico’s dog Ojay, we came across paths with the man who changed our lives, Boris. Boris was an unusual man, a Russian Scientist. His experiment was basically the reason why we took residence here. This experiment basically turned us into ponies and transported us here.

In our first month of living here, each and every one of us would always be freaking out, especially Conor. However in that month, we met the mane six, a group of ponies who were like the heroines of Equestria, we worked together with them in an order to stop evil in the land. This is how we first became recognized here. I also met Rarity within the first month I was here; it seemed that we were perfect for each other because frankly, we went into our relationship pretty fast.

Boris said that it would take about a year to turn us back to normal. It had taken about eighteen months for the protocol to be finished. Within those months, my friend Tyler obtained jobs as guards, my friend Conor got a job as a baker working with Pinkie Pie, Dan joined the Wonder Bolts, and Mike began dating Vinyl and became a Disk Jockey. Nico had been married to Princess Luna (Still am surprised that she accepted) and became the head of the guard, Ayan had become and agent working for the Princess. As for me, the time skip had passed, and I proposed to Rarity. After all that, we decided that this is where we would live from now on. Eight months later from that point forward is now where you find me going down memory lane.

I was looking outside of Ponyville now, something still would bother me though, it has always been a thought since my first month, but now it finally begun to get to me. I wondered if-

“The hell is that?”

I was now looking at the river on the ponyville border, in the highlights of the river, I thought that I saw…a figure, a figure that was riding along the current.  I blinked, and then I looked again, something, or some pony, was being moved across the river!

“Holy shit!”

I ran toward the border, I went onto the bridge to get a closer look. How far was he? I looked for an emergency floatation device, there had to be one somewhere. I saw a container that had one inside for such an emergency. I kicked the glass and took the floatation device inside.

I headed back to the side of the river.

“Don’t worry man, you’re gonna be fine!”