The Dragon Law

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[Note to viewers] I am still working on a writing style that I can work easily with. Last chapter was in past tense for that was on earth. The style now will be in the present tense. If/when I slip up be sure to tell me so it can be changed. Now let’s do this!

The Dragon Law

01.    Between A Hospital and a Hard Place

All I could see and feel was the cold and darkness, no that’s not right I also felt that bubble you get in your stomach when you drop on a roller coaster, free fall. Falling, I’m falling! I began to muster all the effort I could to move, my body felt completely unresponsive. Come on hands, arms, feet, legs, or anything move damn you! Slowly the darkness was being replaced with grays slowly shifting patterns started forming, okay eyes open!

Yep, I was falling. High as well, how did that happen? Far below me was a cityscape I had never seen before, then again I’ve never been in a plane or any higher than that time I was on some wooden roller coaster so the new perspective is a bit jarring. Now’s not the time to worry about that out I have something more important to do at the moment, PANIC! My body seemed to regain its mobility, probably because of the adrenaline rush of falling to my death! I started flailing about causing exactly the reaction that you would think would happen, nothing… well damn when my go-to card fails like that, that means I actually have to come up with a plan.

Okay, how do I survive this, I know there have been a few incidents where skydivers survived the fall when their parachute didn’t open. First flatten myself out, try to create more air resistance. Next landing on concrete or stone would be bad, need to try to find a ‘soft’ spot. Well that would be easier if I could keep my eyes open, damn wind, through my teary eyes I began to scan the area under me. Lots of tall buildings, not New York tall, maybe ten stories at most, surrounding the city are a few farms and quite a few bodies of water of various sizes. A water landing wouldn't help either; at the height I was falling the water would be as solid as anything else. Wow, the ground is getting very close now, not much time. Well if I was going to die I might as well limit the damage I would do and hit one of the lakes below, yeah if I’m going out; I’m going out with a splash!

Doing my best to angle myself and gain some control of the fall I noticed it was working, my course was slowly heading toward the nearest body of water. The large lake was still small but I seemed to be right on target. I’ve never been skydiving before, if I had a parachute this would have to be the coolest thing I have ever done. Wait, no, no, no, no, nonononononono! I’m overshooting my landing; I will miss the river completely damn, damn, damn! Too close to the ground, nothing I can do! I’m heading straight for one of the riverside buildings, three maybe four stories well damn.

As I was about the be ended thanks to gravity, physics I love you but sometimes you suck, the clichéd life flashing before my eyes happened. Very young: sliding down a snowy hill with my father, my first memory it think. About age six or seven: sliding down a flight of stairs in a box only to land head first into the wall. Age ten: getting in a fight with my sister; me throwing a shoe and she smacking me in the forehead with a branch. Age seventeen: My first and last schoolyard fight. The punk was charging me I readied myself and did the only thing my years of movies and games trained me for… SPINNING HEEL KICK! He was down with one hit. That was the proudest moment of my school career. Six months ago: In the back of a piece-of-crap car held at gunpoint being driven around downtown. Not too long ago: Chasing a crazy kid, getting tripped and falling, for a long time. What the hell! What kind of end of life memories where those?

As I was bemoaning the short life I lived I was interrupted by something which brought me back to reality, pain what else. Like a white hot iron being stabbed repeatedly into my shoulder blades. I snapped my eyes open, my fall had ended. I was maybe a dozen feet from the ground hanging in the air *tumm-twaing* then all of a sudden I felt like I was on the end of a rubber band. I was somehow sent sailing at a ninety degree angle to my previous flight, this time into not so long and not so far. *Crack* the pain in my back instantly spread to the rest of my body. Fate wasn’t done with me yet I guess, somehow not dead and barely conscious I was falling, AGAIN!, but this time something soft broke my fall, ‘bout time too. I felt myself blacking out, for good reason, but before I went completely under I just caught what sounded like voices, but I couldn’t make out anymore then that when the darkness took hold again.

--Decidet ad Ponticum--

I’m standing in darkness. The pain is gone and I'm no longer falling. I'm also confused as hell. I'm either dead or out of danger at the moment, so it seems like good time as any to think about what lead up to this point. First I woke up, went on a walk, ate food; all normal up to that point. Met crazy kid, now that I think about it she seemed off somehow. Not the normal kind of off (like the kind you see at Wal-mart at one in the morning) but like she didn't belong anywhere, it was just a feeling I had. As soon as I started thinking of the girl a cold feeling started to come over me, and not a normal chill like on a winter day but the kind of cold that seeps into your very being.

Hehehe... not here but a few minutes and you already made quite an impact wouldn't you say? A female voice that seemed to come from nowhere and everywhere at the same asked.

"Who's there? What happened to me? Where am I?" I shouted to the everywhere/nowhere woman.

That would be telling wouldn't it? You will see. Your mind, it's quite empty is it not?  was the reply.

I just stood there slightly dumbfounded, okay outright stricken stupid; I finally got the gears in my head spinning, "umm... where are you?" I asked.

Look up.

Looking up, in the great darkness that surrounds me I see two giant eyes of burning emerald with slitted catlike pupils. Those eyes!

"You! I remember these eyes, you where that kid that tripped me! You did this!" I pointed a hand that I couldn't see at the eyes shouting.

Yes and no, the eyes said. I couldn't see the rest of her face but I felt the smile none the less.

"Why?" was all I could think of asking.

Well...someone needed to walk the path of Ruin, and what better than a Child of Chaos?... It seems our little chat is coming to a close, I thought Cordy would be out longer than this, aww well. Farewell till next we meet.

"Wait, What? That doesn't help at all! How do I-AAAHHHH!" I was asking then it happened, AGAIN! I was falling.

--Decidet ad Niveus--

I woke with a jerk, well I would have if not for the fact that I seemed to be restrained. I was covered over most of my body in something hot and itchy. I was hanging in the air on my stomach In what seemed to be some kind of cot or hammock; the smell of disinfectant was everywhere I must be in a hospital. I guess I hit my head harder than I thought when I tripped... unless, judging from the dull pain and soreness radiating from my my entire body, what happened after the trip wasn't a dream.

I was distracted from my thoughts when I heard the door to my room open and someone enter. *Clip-clop Clip-clop* What, was the nurse wearing wooden clogs; it was the strangest footfalls I had heard. When the the nurse had reached my cot they pulled back the curtain divider, and what I seen produced quite a few emotions at once. Being face down on the cot for some reason all I could see of the nurse was their legs, ALL FOUR OF THEM!

I definitely hit my head harder than I thought. I wanted to shake my head to clear my vision but being bound I didn’t really have that ability. The legs came closer, to within about two steps from the cot. The body the legs were attached to was doing something to the front of the bed for a couple seconds then took a step to the side, I heard mechanical sounds then the cot/ bed i was strapped to started to rotate to a more standing position.

Slowly the being in front of me was being revealed. It was a pony, an earth pony to be precise with a coat of lemon yellow and a mane and tail of white with red highlights running through it. The words, Candy Striper, came to mind, like the old hospital volunteers. By the rounded snout I guessed the pony was a female, and when she spoke it was confirmed.

“Okay, Mister Body Cast let’s see how you're doing today. Vitals are good, cast is holding up well, and your treatments show no sign of resistance. In a few days you should be awake.”

She was busy going over the cast and other medical stuff, she didn’t actually seem to notice I was awake. I noticed her cutie mark was a broken heart with a bandage over it.

“Umm...excuse me Nurse but I am awake. Where am I and How did I get here?”

“You're in the Maneapolis Central Hospital,” the nurse said while going over medical charts, she stopped took a second to think and looked up.

“Hello,” I smiled politely. And was greeted with warm welcome.

“AH!” My ears! “oh, you're awake. Sorry about that you startled me. You shouldn't be awake yet... but you seem stable.” She went to double check some charts by my nightstand, “oh I see your treatments are proceeding ahead of schedule because of your lower than average magic resistance caused by malnutrition.”

“Malnutrition?” I asked. I’m beyond confused at this point. Last I checked my diet wasn't the healthiest but I did not skimp out on the essentials, “my diet wasn’t that bad was it? How long was I out?”

“You were admitted a week and a half ago,” she explained, “you had over 180 broken bones, some internal trauma, and a very bad head injury but luckily there does not seem to be any brain damage. You were also lacking just about all the mineral nutrients that a growing boy such as you should have.  I will have to go and inform the doctor you're awake.”

The nurse had left, leaving me alone with my thoughts. Am I crazy? In a Coma? Or against all odds could I actually be in Equestria? Either way I might as well play along and have some fun right? I mean if I am crazy or comatose there really isn't anything I can do about it now can I? If this is just some mental escape I could have definitely ended up somewhere worse. Dark Sun or the Capital Wasteland for instance, too dry for my liking. I would have liked to end up in Skyrim or Eberron but Equestria is just as good as any place. What's not to like magic, adventure, excitement, and don't forget friendship.

Stretching what little I could I found that I still felt the cast through my fingers, good I still have hands. So I wasn't made into a pony that is fine with me I prefer my bipedal, five digited self anyways. As I was thinking to myself the doctor had entered.

“Well hello my young friend,” the doctor said happily as he entered the room, “I see you have woken early. Thats a very good sign, you keep up like this and you'll be up and about in no time. I’m Doctor Gentle Relief,” Good name for a doctor I thought, “I have been overseeing your recovery.”

The doctor was as a blue-gray unicorn with a short gray mane and tail that had twin streaks of electric blue running through them, he also had a matching goatee. His cutie mark was the Caduceus, the winged rod with serpents spiraling around it, the modern symbol of medicine.

“Umm...hello doctor, the nurse said that I had broken almost all my bones, had internal problems, and have only been here less than two weeks. I have two questions: One, how am I still alive? And two, will I have permanent damage, will I be able to walk or anything again?” I mean if this is a coma dream how much would it suck if I was stuck in a bed for the rest of it...

Dr. Relief looked reassuringly at me, “from the reports I was given you fell from the sky and miraculously landed on a flagpole, which slowed you fall and flung you into an adjacent building. As for permanent injury, no you’ll make a full recovery. Although Were not Canterlot Royale we do have a very dedicated and trained staff in the Medi-Magical arts. It’s funny, if not for your malnourishment lowering your magic resistance our treatment would have been ineffective and we may have lost you. You are a very lucky dragon.”

“Okay, thanks doc I feel much better, when do you tha-WAIT, WHAT?”

[Note to viewers]

I’m still looking for a style that fits me, the best I can do is get better as I go. I am working with a mild form of dyslexia, so pointing out grammar and spelling errors is a big help. Thanks for reading, hope you come back again. -Redmage Ronaxsis