The Heroes of Equestria

Jon woke up in a bed different from his own. Looking around, he saw he was in a hospital of some sort but it looked completely different from any hospital he had ever seen. Attempting to sit up, he soon realized he was strapped down and couldn't move.

He heard a door open and then something like hooves hitting a wooden floor. The sound was amplified and caused Jon to groan in pain. A voice appeared behind him.

“He is awake.” It was distorted but he knew the voice belonged to a female. "Drug him."

He felt a needle go into his arm soon after the command. He started to dose off quickly.

He woke back up and looked around to see that he was in the same room as last time. “Whe-where am I?” He asked. Sounds were still distorted but not as bad as it was earlier.

“You’re in Equestria.” A female voice said.

Jon turned to see who said that and saw a pony, standing there. She had a cap with a red cross on her head. Her mane was a light pink and her coat was white. Her eyes were rather large and were a light blue. The same red cross on her cap was shown on her flank.

“Oh shit!" He yelled, ignoring the pain for once. "What are you!?" He started to try and break free of the straps desperately.

“Calm down!” The pony yelled. "I'm not here to hurt you." She lowered her voice slightly. "Now what is your name?"

“My name is Jon.” He said, looking around the room some more. “How did I get here? Get me out of this damn thing!" He started yelling again.

“I would drug you again but that would lead to overdosing. Your staying there until I figure out if your dangerous or not."

Jon calmed down and stared up at the ceiling. "I'm not dangerous." He muttered. "I don't even know how I got here."

"Well, I don't know if your lying or not. I'm getting Twilight over here."

She left the room for several minutes. He laid there, attempting to escape from the straps once every few seconds until he got exhausted.

She came back with a purple coated pony that had a horn and wings. Her eyes were also purple, as well as her mane and tail. There was some sort of star on her flank.

"What are you?" She asked strictly after a minute af observing him.

"My name is Jon, and I'm a human. I have no idea how I got here but please, let me go. I promise I mean no harm."

Her horn lit up and he felt his thoughts being read by some odd force he had never felt before. Soon after, her horn went dim and she looked at him, giving off a weak smile.

"He seems to be telling the truth about everything he said so far." The purple coated mare said. "He doesn't mean any harm, and he has no idea how he got here. Should we release him?"

"Your taking care of him then." Nurse Redheart said. "Just keep a close eye on him. His temper is very aggressive, Twilight."

Twilight nodded and the straps turned purple, loosening shortly after. He moved the bindings away from him quickly and rolled off the bed, grunting in pain. He stood up and took a few steps away from the two mares.

"I wanna go back home." He whimpered. "Both of you stay away from me." He bumped into a cart full of medical supplies, having them scatter across the floor.

Twilight looked at him with an expression of regret. Her horn lit up and everything went black in Jon's sight. Awhile later, he woke up in a completely different bed from the previous one. He wasn't tied down and it seemed way more comfortable then the hospital one. Looking around, he noticed he was in a different room. Twilight was leaning against the wall on the other side, staring at him.

"Are you gonna freak out?" She asked, standing still.

"What are you?" He ignored her question.

Twilight sighed in disappointment and her horn started to light up again.

"Okay okay!" He yelled. "I'll calm down. But... what are you?"

"I'm a pony, Jon." She said simply. She didn't seem amused. If anything, she seemed offended. "Do you remember anything that brought you here? Anything unusual?"

Jon's mind started flooding with unusual memories that seemed to be connected with this place.

“Actually, yes. I am starting to remember what happened." He said, sitting up. "Only bits and pieces though."

"I'd like to hear it." She said, approaching the foot of the bed and sitting on her haunches.

"Well, I was walking home..."

Jon was walking home from a hard days work. He was extremely exhausted. His boss was giving him a lot of stress. He had to stay two extra hours at the bar he was hired at a few months ago. Several minutes passed and he unlocked the door to his apartment, clumsily stepping in afterward. Closing and locking the door behind him, he proceeded into his bedroom, collapsing onto his bed and closing his eyes.

He felt a strange presence surrounding him and raised his eyelids to see several human figures standing in front of him. They appeared to be shadows that had a physical form.

Jon instantly shot out of bed and was fully awake. "What the fuck!?" He yelled, backing away from them and towards his doorframe that led into the living room.

They stood still, watching him. As he turned to run out of the building through the living room, he nearly bumped into another group of the shadows. He was cornered. As he panicked, looking in every direction, they grew closer to him. Everything for him went black.

He woke up with his face buried in the sand. He pushed himself up with his arms and looked around to see an empty desert. As he was bitch slapped with confusion and the loss of reality, an electric humming sound grew closer. Looking around, he saw an unidentified object flying toward him in the distance. As each second passed, it grew in size. It appeared to be some sort of flying aircraft. There was really no specific name for it.

It landed a few hundred feet away from Jon and a group of soldiers came out from behind it. They aimed their guns at Jon.

"Stay where you are!" One of them yelled. "If you pull something stupid, we have every right to shoot you."

Jon raised his hands in the air. "Look don't shoot!" He yelled.

A voice over what sounded like static appeared somewhere in the group of armed men. One of the soldiers lowered his weapon and held a walkie talkie up to his ear. "Sorry, repeat your transmission sir." He said.

"They're coming, we gotta move now!" The voice said.

The several soldiers looked over at the man who was holding the walkie talkie and looked scared.

One of the men looked at Jon. "Get in!" He yelled strictly.

"Why what's-"

"Get in or I shoot you." He said, interrupting.

A buzzing filled the air and they all raised their guns at a large, black cloud that was approaching.

"OPEN FIRE!" Yelled the man who was about to shoot Jon.

Multi-colored beams of lasers shot out from the guns and into the approaching buzzing cloud that sounded like a swarm of flies. Something was falling out of the cloud and dropping onto the ground. They looked like a body of some sort.

The flying metallic transport started to slowly lift off the ground and rotate, turning towards the cloud and also firing upon it. Another cloud was approaching from the group's right, causing them to get distracted. The first group of unknown creatures spread out once they reached the soldiers. They looked like three insects combined in one.

One of the soldiers' heads were torn from his body and thrown in the air. Blood shot out from the body as it collapsed onto the ground. Within a few seconds, most of the soldiers were already dead. If they weren't dead, they were being eaten alive by the deformed monsters. The only thing remaining was the giant air vehicle, shooting at the two groups of creatures.

Jon got frightened and ran the opposite way from the battle. A canyon started to reveal in Jon's eyes. He continued running towards it, hoping there was somewhere to hide. Within a minute of running, he heard the engine of the machine failing. As he looked back, he saw the vehicle crash landing in his general direction.

"Oh you've got to be kidding me." He said to himself.

He bolted to his right as far as he could before the machine skidded across the ground right past him. He had no idea why in action movies they ran with the approaching deadly object. The machine fell into the canyon. The sound of creaking steel appeared before the vehicle completely vanished from his sight.

Looking back at what remained of the group of dead soldiers, he saw the creatures flying towards him, ready to tear into his flesh. He ran to the edge of the canyon and looked down to see the vehicle (that was now breaking into pieces) was still falling. A railroad bridge was connected to the upper walls of the canyon, decently close to where Jon stood. At the very bottom was an ocean. It was beautiful, but something about it wasn't right.

He looked back to see a group of unknown species right behind him, still charging. Without a second of thought, he jumped down into the canyon and screamed, realizing no matter what he did, he would've died. It was either die from falling, or get eaten by a bunch of hungry over-sized insects. As he fell for several minutes, he continued to scream until he lost his voice. The vehicle was still falling. His worst fear was about to come true; he was about to die from drowning. From this fall, his bones would've shattered once he hit the water.

He closed his eyes as he was just about to impact with the ocean, but his bones were unharmed. In fact, the liquid felt strangely soft and comforting. He heard the vehicle creak under the ocean. He could somehow breathe perfectly fine.

Twilight gaped at him in amazement. "So... you traveled through two different universes?" She asked, still staring in awe.

“I guess so.” Jon replied, yawning afterward. “I didn’t get good sleep for a while. You know... being tied up and all... can I rest here?"

Twilight closed her mouth and looked at him. "Well, you seem like your friendly." She stated. "Alright fine. You can sleep here. But I want to know more about this tomorrow if you can remember, okay?"

"Certainly." He quickly replied. "Hey, I never did get your full name."

"My name is Twilight Sparkle... Princess Twilight Sparkle."

Jon looked at her, feeling amazed that he just befriended a princess.

"Goodnight Jon." She said, approaching the other side of the room that had a fairly similar bed he was laying down in.

"Goodnight, Princess Twilight." He responded, closing his eyes.