Traveler

Slowly my opening eyes felt like I had taken a long slumber on warm summer grass; finally, I regain control over my eyes after what seems like a long fight to keep them open. I realized that I was in a white room. Four walls that were white as snow made it seem that no matter how hard I try to touch it, it would be impossible to do so. Sitting upwards I become aware of a black silhouette that looks like water mixed with some black dye. It was a few feet away from me; I slowly push myself off the ground.

Then out of nowhere a sharp pain went across my stomach. I'm touching my stomach to feel across it and looking at it. There was nothing, to be seen of why my stomach and towards my chest would be in pain. Trying to keep my mind off the pain, I slowly stab across room to the silhouette taking hard breaths every step I take. All of a sudden I can hear little chants from the silhouette who was sitting on the ground like a child who in trouble or alone on a playground.
"Why, why, why?" it kept repeating nonstop in low eerie tone.
"Um…hello" I said in composed tone.

"Why, why do you get live?" it turned around to face me revealing it was a kid, who I knew from my home dimension. He was a nine year old boy who I saw last time playing with his new baby sis on a playground as if it had happened today.
"Why, God hates you, and loves me, so why do you get to live?" he said in disturbing tone. As he gets up off the ground, a red glowing appeared in his eye like a demon watching his victim die. I took a couple of steps back to get away from him trying not to let my fear freeze me. As I continue walking backwards, I ran into a hard wall.

"What?" I question myself as I turn around to see more black silhouettes and dark red glowing eyes. I blinked to force my eyes to see their faces; to my horror it was my parent's faces with a look on them that would make any kid feel shill in fear.

"Your sad excuse for a son!" yelled father while my mother slapped me on the face causing me to fall to the ground with a loud thump.

"DO NOT BACK TALK US!" she shouted with a look of anger on her face that brings chills down my spine.
"But, it wasn't my fault!" as I said those words frozen in fear, I was thinking why I would say those words in my mind knowing I haven't seen them for over five years. Both parents grabbed me and force me to kneel on the ground, putting pressure on both my arms making sure I couldn't escape from their grip. Then another black silhouette appears in front of me. My eyes widen with terror to see a priest in his holy clothes looking down on me like a person who thinks they are better than the other person.

"You will submit to our lord!" He bellows like a bear that is hungry for some fish and starts hitting me with a rope. Over and over again he keeps hitting me, as I spit blood to the snow white like floor.

"This happens to little boys, who skip going to church." said mother in an icy tone with a grin that only a demon would love.

"You have no one to blame but yourself!" said father in a raging tone, and they gripped harder on my arms with rope going back and forward like clockwork nonstop as my blood spread all over the floor.

"Please stop" I cried in pain both by the rope and the pain in my body, as the priest stop hitting me after hearing my words.

"Why should we stop? No murder will go unpunished by our lord and savior!" the priest yelled while I became aware of hundreds more of black silhouettes surrounding me. I tighten my fist as tears are landing on my hand.
"I'm sorry." I said at the same time as crying even more. "I'm so sorry." I'm unable to control my tears, not noticing all the silhouettes starting to form together pulling my hair towards it. To my surprise, a new silhouette standing front of me that it looks like me. "Who are you?" I'm struggling to breath from the beating and the crying.
"I'm you, murderer." he grins like a rapist you see in the movies. "I'm your truth, and I'm going to tell you the truth. You murder everybody; all the people you hate and love." He snickered.
"No, I didn't murder anybody." I respond. Then he stabs me in the stomach where the pain began when I first woke in this room.

"Lies, all lies to help you sleep at night. Once you realize what you've done, you'll be happy to kill all of them. You wish you could get to see their faces as each one melts away from reality." he said as he twists his hand in my stomach causing me more pain. As he twists and twists the pain was unbearable.

"Why do I keep fighting? I'm a murderer." before I finish my thought, a voice came out of nowhere in my head.

"Traveler, TRAVELER!" the voice was shouting. It almost sounded like the Doctor.

"Doctor?" I reposed in my head in low tone.

"Traveler, you need snap out of it!" said the Doctor as the silhouette started laughing.

"What?" I thought to myself as I looked down noticing the silhouette slowly devouring me. With no time to waste, I grab hold of his arm trying to pull it out of me. As the pain kept getting worst I was having a hard time pulling it out.

"Traveler, we need you!" after I heard those words, the pain all of a sudden slowly stopped hurting.

"They need me." I said in a low tone with a blank look on my face.

"What did you say murderer?" ask silhouette not realizing what I said.

"I said." grabbing his head as my hand touch his head it surprised him.

[BANG]

Both our heads meet, as he falls backwards to the ground.

"I said… they need me" I said in calm commanding tone.

"You don't get it, you're dead. And, as long as you're here I make sure you suffer." he yelled as he slowly gets up. Without giving him a chance get up, I slam my arm to his neck sending him to the ground with a loud boom.
"Even if I'm dead I'm not going give you the pleasure without fighting for it." I said as I get in position getting ready for brawl with my dark silhouette. He gets up spiting some blood out of his mouth.

"So murderer you're…" before he can finish, I land other hit. As I'm thinking I landed a punch in the head, I realize he sent a foot to my chin causing me to fall backwards to the ground. He laughs as I gasp harder than before. I got up as fast as I could and ran towards him sending another punch, but he avoids it like he sees it coming.
"I know all your moves murderer. There's nothing you can surprise me with." he grins as he ran across the room to me sending a punch to my stomach causing me to kneel on the ground, as blood escaped from my mouth like a waterfall.

"Any last word murderer?" he poses.

"I'm not a murderer." I said in a low tone then spotted a marker on the ground. It was a sharpie. Then I realized that this was the same sharpie that caused all my troubles from the beginning.

"DIE MURDERER!" as he tried to punch me, I rolled to the side and ran towards the sharpie grabbing it. Why is there a sharpie here I thought to my self? As I watched the silhouette charge towards me, I finally realized why I was here with the dark silhouette and the marker. Without thinking I wrote down the math problem on my hand not including answer for it.

"If you solve it, you'll never get rid of the pasts of all those people." he screamed. As I wrote down the answer, I responded to him.

"I know." a flash appears on my hand like before then a light turns pure black sucking everything towards it. The dark silhouette put all his might in trying not to be sucked into the black void. I push my feet with all their might charging towards him.

"What are you doing?" he yells in horror as I get closer to him.

"ENDING THIS!" I slam into his chest; hearing a loud scream like somebody was ripping apart. After few seconds, the void stops and I open my eyes to see there was no more of him or the other the silhouettes. I look at my hand where the void was to notice a mark was on top of my hand. Looking closely, it was almost looks like a clock.

"TRAVELER, TRAVELER!" out of nowhere groups of voices start shouting but none of them sounded like the Doctor.
[CRACK]
I heard loud cracks, as flashes of light appeared on the ground inside the cracks on the ground. The whole room was shaking.

"What's, going on?!" As my body shakes from the ground, it was getting hard to see. I dropped to the ground as the shaking keeps getting worse by the minute. As, it is slowly getting hard to move, I keep hearing the voice getting louder and louder. Until, there is a big flash. As I try to see after the flash I notice a couple of color drops at first. I thought it was spots I was seeing, but as my eyes re-focus, I see Twilight, AJ, Rarity, Dash, and also the Doctor looking at me.

"….Wh…at..going…now?" I stuttered the question realizing it hard to speak as well as breath.

"We thought we lost you, but thanks to the Doctor we were able save you" said AJ looking at the Doctor from the puzzled look on my face.

"But, he doesn't know much about the human body." I state in a weak tone.

"Ha, no I do have some knowledge to help different type of doctor. Without my knowledge you have died." The Doctor pointed to a pony that I had saved their filly earlier. Looking at my stomach, I noticed that the pipe was gone.

"I did the best I could without the proper gear. You can't heal right." The pony said as his point was they need to do a proper fixing.

"How?" I ask. Every pony looks at me.

"The pipe went through my heart. There is no way I can still be alive." I state as I try to get up.

"No, don't get up. And for the pipe, we aren't sure. Most ponies die but you still are alive even though it did huge damage to your heart." said Twilight, as she scans my body trying to understand it.

"Well doctor, you did good job" said the Doctor to the other pony.

"Thanks" he replied.

"Was that all in my head?" I question myself, looking at my hand to see if the mark was there. But it wasn't there.

"HEY EVERY PONY, WE GOT a RIDE" shout Pinkie Pie as she and Fluffershy ran towards us.

"How is he?" ask Fluffershy to AJ.

"He going to be A okay" she replied in happy tone. I look around at the spot I was in.

"What wrong?" ask Derpy, noticing I was getting restless.

"Where's my cloak?" I questioned what they have done with it.

"We were washing it. It got dirty from ash and blood." replied Rarity as she handed me my cloak. The smell of old clothes was gone. As I put it on covering myself, the second train rolled by.

"Are you guys okay?" ask the engineer. Everybody shakes their head to show they are fine. Slowly each of us climb in. And, finally they got me into it as well.

"Is that every pony?" ask the train person.

"Yep." said Spike as he put me against the wall.

"Alright, next stop, Equestria!" He shouted as I slowly start to fall sleep. I gazed outside the window thinking what going on with me. Slowly I close my eyes for a good night's sleep.
After a few hours go by, I hear heavy breathing down on my sheet and I slowly open my eyes to see me! I was covered with blood and it took a while to notice I missing an eye and also an arm was gone too!
"What…who?" I was lost in words at seeing me like this.

"Psst… I need to give you, me a last message!" he said as he lend towards me.

"Don't trust them."

"Who?" I ask as he leaned back and smiled at me.

"Just don't trust them." As said again as he slowly faded away. However as he faded away, a little letter dropped on my chest. Grabbing it slowly due to my pain, I opened it to see a phrase "run at 3". Hearing the door open from other room, I quickly hide the note thinking a future me was warning about Twilight and her gang. Thinking they were too accepting, about me and the trouble we were in, but it was just a different pony that walked past me to the other cart.

"What's going on now?" I question myself as I fell back to sleep. Here's hoping tomorrow it will all make sense.