Euthanasia Coaster of Why.
In my life there are only two things I love. Flying and very high speeds usually when the flying is happening. There could be nothing else I like doing more. I have an F-15 fighter jet from when I was in the Air Force. Those was dark times, but me and the “Flight God” rekted those fuckers who call themselves NWO or Illuminati. Literally no match for me and my custom painted light purple and green striped war machine.
So today was a normal day. I was just cruising in my Flight God when all of a sudden I get this blip on my radar. I thought this was a traffic copter or some rich bloke who wants to show off. Thinking it was nothing more than innocent, I slowly turn my de-weaponized aircraft toward the blip. It got closer as I flew towards it (Just like physics is supposed to work…) and my radar begins to fade to this kind of pinkish shade of blue instead of green.
“What the hell?” Was all I managed before I get a ‘Incoming Projectile’ siren and a red light flares. Then I hear a steady but fast beep indicating a very fast projectile is locked on to me. “What?! There isn’t a single aircraft in sight.” I begin to panic calmly. I’ve been in worse situation before. Had a bomb strapped to me, played Russian roulette with 5 bullets, and fought a tiger knife to claw. It wasn’t my fear for safety. It was my fear of my aircraft. I then see what was causing the blip on my radar. What I saw was a giant blue swirling- ‘OH GOD I'M BEING SUCKED IN.’
I lost all control of my steer stick and reality disintegrated. Alongside with my beautiful Flight God…
Reality came back to and It felt very cold. I couldn’t see jack, but I was l very cold. Approx temperature was probably 30 or 20 degrees Fahrenheit. ‘Not sure where I am, but I think I better try and stand up’. I did so and brought my hands to my face, yet I still can’t see them. So I’m in an open area at night? ‘Maybe I should sleep, build up some energy, and set trek to find someone who can help me’. I make a pallet with my jacket and lay on the cold dirt floor.
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I’ve waking up to heat, but this is outstandingly hot. ‘Just like Colorado weather’. So there was no indication of where I was. There could be anything here. I’m going to just have to take it that I’m on a foreign planet. Mostly because that would just be cool, and I’ve always wanted to see other planets. I look around and note that I’m in a forest of some sort. Trees act as a roof for sun, and I can hear a river. I look at my wrist to see what time it was. (Didn’t think about time change and stuff like that at the time)Then to my surprise I noticed that my hand was surprisingly baby blue.
“Okay. So I must have sleep ate a shroom or twenty.” I noted out loud. I chuckled and rotated my hand. It than began clear that my hand was rather a hoof. This was as normal as my day could get. I freaked out a little and tried to shake it off. I should’ve known that shaking my own hoof off was impossible, but at this point I was flipping rat shit right now.
“What did I do to be a horse? Now I’m going to be eaten! Then again…Who eats a horse? Maybe I should stop talking to myself.” I fought with myself. I scan the rest of my body. My entire body was covered in fur and I was baby blue. I was standing on all four of my limbs and it didn’t seem awkward. I was now freaking out to the highest degree. I began to feel myself. And so from my gatherings I am a quadruped. I also noticed something metallic on the side of my body each. Wings. They were folded, and each of the blades was overlapping about 5 times. I noticed a red sphere sort of on the corner of my wings. It seemed to hold my wings up using some sort of magic. The wings weren’t embedded in my body, but the sphere was. A dark shadow of a creature was walking within the forest. ‘Maybe horses are the main civilization’ I chuckled as I though. ‘That would be nuts.’ Seeing as I had no weapon to defend myself, I openly shout out to the figure with nothing but the word Yolo flying through my mind. I decide its best to role with whatever the hell is going on.
“Hey! I need some help here! I uh…Injured myself! Yeah…That’s what I'll roll with.” I shouted making that last part a whisper. The shadow stopped and looked toward my direction. It began to walk at me at a pretty fast pace.
“Are you okay sir?! Please just remain calm. I’ll be there.” The voice spoke. It was obviously female and she sounded very worried. I chuckle to myself and sit where I am. I look at my jacket that was now dirty and very brown. The jacket itself was white. I really want to try the look. I’m going to need a mirror. I say as I walk over to my jacket. I pick it up and something falls out of it making a *Klank* as it landed on a rock. It was my gold plated laser sight FN five-seveN. I pick it up and slide the clip out. Fully loaded and I noticed there was a couple of clips sliding out my jacket pocket.
“When the hell did I take my pistol with me?” I say grabbing the 6 ammo clips that was currently in my pocket. I noticed that I had a couple of FN Fal ammo clips as well, but my Fal was nowhere to be found. I take the rest of my clips and slide them back into my jacket pocket. I then hear bushes rustle in front of me. I raise my gun with surprising speed as the laser dot met with a certain horse that had gold fur and indigo hair. Very strange color blend. Her (mane) was long and straight. She had wings with indigo tips as well. She was very pretty for a pony.(I took note that she was smaller than a horse) She paused as I aimed my F-S at her.
“W-Where did you g-get that from?” She stuttered. I was circling her as I continued to have my gun pointed at her.
“’Borrowed it from a pal within the Us Military.” I spoke calmly. I’m just going to ride this euthanasia coaster till the very end.
“A-are you t-the one who brought the stick that shoots small metal?” She continued reaching for something on her back.
“Indeed, may I have my FN Fal back please?” I spoke lowering my gun a small bit. “Guessing you shot my gun out of curiosity?” She lowered her head, sighed, and nodded. She began to unstrap my Fal and handed it to me. This made me realize that I’m currently holding two guns without any fingers. I chose to just continue to ride this damn nut job free ride. I take out its current clip to see 19 bullets left in it. My Fal looks just like the one you would find on Call of Duty Black Ops Zombies. Some parts looked wood, the rest metallic. Sliding my clip back in I grab the strap she handed me and place my FN Fal on my back. It felt confy, like a sword in a sheaf.
“Hey is there like a town or a village near by?” I say to the mare looking at the ground scared shitless. She looked back up at me and responded very fast like.
“Yeah there is this village where I live called PonyVille. I just so happen to live there. Hahaha” She spoke in a nerve wreaked voice. I walk toward her and place a hoof on her shoulder.
“Chill yourself, girl. I won’t hurt anyone else unless it’s out of self-defense. No other reason.” I slide the gun in its rightful pocket, and turn away.
“Yeah okay…” She calmed a little. Bit more loosely. She smiles genuinely. ”Anyway the name is Golden Flare. I have a strange feeling that we are going to be in need each other.” I turn around and face her again. I extend a hoof and smile.
“As do I.”
