John Smith stared at his computer screen. He looked at the screen again, trying to make sure that he had not read the Email wrong. He sighed, there was no mistaking it, the Email said that he was fired. John needed that job to pay rent, and he was already late on it. All of a sudden, there was a banging at his door.
"SMITH!! WHERE'S THE RENT!" A voice roared from outside the door.
"Fuck!" John cursed quietly. It was his landlord, and he sounded pissed. The Landlord always had at least two thugs with him at all times. They were his enforcers, the dudes that held the victim while Landlord punched them or shot them. John ran to his bedroom and grabbed his family sword, which looked like this: 
and a few sets of clothing. He put them in his pack and rushed to the fire escape. John rushed to the fire escape and slid down it.
He got his bike and started pedaling away when he heard a yell from above. He cursed to the gods above when he heard that and pedaled faster, the land lord had seen him. He pedaled away from his old home, needing to get as far away from there as possible. john heard the familiar sound of the landlord's car starting up and he pedaled away even faster, but John could hear the sound of the car getting closer. He tried to escape by biking into a narrow alley, but that, was a fatal mistake. The alley was a dead-end, and John's Landlord blocked off the exit.
"Did you really think that you could escape?" The land lord asked. "I was just gonna kick you ass and take your money, but since you ran, I'm going to kill you and take your shit, that sword on your back looks like it'll fetch a nice price." Landlord pulled out his pistol and pointed it at his head.
"Uh, boss?" Thug #1 asked.
"Not now!" Landlord snarled.
"But, boss." Thug #1 insisted.
"What?!" Landlord snarled, turning around. Thug #2 pointed upwards. Landlord's eyes followed to where his minion was pointing and gasped. John looked up and gasped as well.
Slowly descending, was a white alicorn, with a crown upon her head.
"Princess Celestia?" John breathed. He had been a devout fan of My Little Pony for ages, along with Doctor Who. John had dreamed of going to Equestria since he first got into the fandom. Princess Celestia landed in front of John, facing him with a kind smile. Not knowing what to do he smiled back. Princess Celestia turned to the goons, her smile turned into a disapproving look.
"Who are you to threaten an Innocent being?" She said in a regal voice. Landlord regained his senses first, speaking up.
"I don't know who or what you are, but i don't have to listen to you bitch." Landlord said, pointing his pistol at Celestia. "If you don't move, I'll be forced to kill you as well." Celestia snorted and her horn lit up.
Landlord glowed a golden color and floated up into the air. Celestia flicked her head, and Landlord flew into a wall. His minions looked at their boss, then at Celestia, then at each other, then ran out of the alley.
Celestia snorted again, before turning to face John. John kneeled before her.
"Thank you Princess Celestia, for saving my life."
"Please stand." She said to John, to which he stood up in front of the Princess. She looked at him with a kind smile. "You do not have to thank me, you would have done the same thing if our roles were reversed." She said to him, to which he blushed. A glint of metal caught John’s eye, and he saw the landlord pointing his pistol at Celestia again. The gun went off, and John pushed Celestia out of the way. The bullet impacted his heart, and he saw black.
John gasped for air, taking in deep lungfuls of precious air. Princess Celestia was standing above him, a worried expression on her face.
“Wha-what happened?” He gasped. John looked down at his chest. His shirt had been taken off, and there was a hole going through his chest, heart, and out the other side. “H-how?” John asked Celestia. She looked at him with a sad expression. “I-I died, didn’t I?” John asked Celestia, to which she nodded. “How much time do I have?”
“Four minutes.” She said, and John was struck with a sense of De-javu.
“Is there anything you can do?” John asked her, to which Celestia nodded again. “What is it?” He asked.
“I can save you, but there will be a price.”
“If someone has to die, then no deal, I don't want anyone to suffer for what I did.” Celestia looked at John with kindness.
“The Price is that you will have to return to my world with me, Equestria.” John’s eyes lit up, despite him actually being dead. A chance to go to Equestria? Sign him up! But his heart ,or what was left of it, sunk, when the Princess continued,
“And, you will be turned back into an infant.” John froze. I would be turned back into an Infant? He thought to himself.
“Would I still keep all of my memories?” John asked the Princess, to which she shook her head no. He thought about it, but only for a second. On one hand, if he went to Equestria, he would be a baby again, and he would have none of his memories. But on the other hand, if he stayed her, he would die in about 3 minutes. “I’ll do it.” John said. Celestia smiled, “I just have one request.” He told the Princess.
“And what would that be?” She inquired.
“I wish to take this sword that I have with me, it has been in my family for as long as anyone in my family could remember, it has always inspired me with confidence, and I do not wish to be without it.” Celestia smiled and nodded. Her horn lit up, and he started to glow golden. John smiled as he remembered what was giving him Dejavu. “Physician, heal thyself.” John said to himself as he blacked out.
