I awoke with a jerk, sweat was visibly dripping down my face. Had I died? The last thing I could remember was the explosion. I was shocked for a second before remembering.

"Paz!" I exclaimed, remembering the incident. My eyes were wide, trying to piece together what had happened, as I sat there. For a second I snapped out of it, examining my surroundings only to notice a major change. My eyes widened further as I examined my own body. What happened to my body, I'm different. I sat for what seemed like hours, feeling a torturous horror, noting the disappearance of my hands. I was hyperventilating at an unimaginable pace, my heart was racing at the recent developments. I quickly Fumbled my cigarettes from my pouch, doing my best to get one in my mouth. I struggled for the next minutes, hardly able to get it in my mouth. Lighting it didn't take very long, and I soon felt a calm wash over my whole-self.

As I tried to get on my feet, I once again examined my surroundings, noting how colorful the scenery was.

"Am I dead," I said to myself nervously. "If I am, then this is most certainly isn't hell." I did my best to get onto my feet, as I knew that moping wouldn't get me the information I needed. My legs were visibly shaken, I wasn't used to such a form. I slowly moved about, taking slow steps. One by one my new appendages would touch the ground. I stopped walking, as I had noticed a nearby town, maybe I could gather some intelligence.

I move down the hill at a slow pace, making sure that I am unheard as I approach the village. The buildings seem to be some form of rustic cottages, where could I be? I crouch and make my way to some nearby foliage, I need to investigate the town before I get any closer. I peek through the brush, and what I saw made me drop my cigarette. My jaw was wide, there were horses walking around this town. How could this be?

I sneak my way to a near by market stall, emptying a cardboard box. I proceeded to conceal myself before continuing across the street. My bones chilled at what had occurred next.

"Is that box moving!" exclaimed an unknown suspect. Soon many things had approached me. The crowd had formed quickly, and I had decided to book it. I screamed mild profanities, and I ran ahead, the box still over my body. I had to escape before the crowd had caught me, and it seemed like they were gaining.

I was scared, as I ran in and out of alleyways. I knew I was being pursued, I could hear the trotting of the beasts. I need to find a way out. I kept changing direction and speeding up, regardless the mob would only get closer. I spotted a dumpster, and without hesitation I dived inside. I could hear the movement of the crowd, as they ran past.

I was safe, but why were they after me? After a few minutes, I peeked out into the open. Once all was clear I ejected from the dumpster. I had only thought that it was clear however.

"Gotcha!" A pink being exclaimed, tackling me to the ground. It was over, what was I to do. "No one gets away that easily." Fear was crippling me, as I could only await the horrors that were ahead. "No one escapes a Pinkie Pie welcome." Confusion swept over me, as I was dragged by this horse. Was I their prisoner, what was to become of me? As I was brought further from the alley's darkness, I saw the mob that awaited. These beasts were smiling, I was sickened by the cruelty expressed by these soldiers. They cheered their victory over me as I was taken towards a large pink building. I was sent through the front door with a push, only to be greeted by party hats and balloons, what was going on!?

I need answers.

Upon entering, I saw a hoard of these animals, and a banner that said, "Welcome Stranger!"

"Welcome to Ponyville," my pink captor said to me, only confusing me even more. Upon seeing me, the strangers looked at me with confused expressions. "What's wrong with you?"

I looked around once more, sweating bullets, "Who are you people, is this some kind of joke!?" The creatures looked disheartened and confused.

"I-I just wanted to w-welcome you," The pink one said, their voice wavering. Suddenly I was approached by a blue one. I flinched as they hit me straight in the face.

"How dare you, all Pinkie was trying to do was to make you feel welcome, why would you be so mean?" The blue one said, venom in their words. I was sent onto my back. I stood up, instinctively apologizing to the one known as "Pinkie". They sprung back up excitedly, which took me by surprise. Was this horse bipolar? I chuckled to myself, as everyone around me seemed to go back to their business. I tried to retreat out the back door, but I was pulled back in by someone.

"Hey, I'm sorry for the bruise, I'm Rainbow Dash," The pony said to me, looking towards the distance. I looked back to them, mustering a smile.

"Don't worry about it, you pack one hell of a punch," I said the the girl. she began to examine me, before investigating my eye patch. I had sincerely hoped they wouldn't, I was mistaken.

They got as white as ghost when they saw it, "W-what happened?" I gave another weak smile, before claiming that it was an 'accident', which it was technically speaking. She pretended to be over it, but it was obvious that she was extremely unnerved and interested by it. I waved to her as she left towards to I assume are her friends. I walked away, and I had decided to grab some punch. As I gulped down the liquid I had noticed that it was spiked. Whatever was in it wasn't very hard, but it was most certainly there.

At some point, I made my way outside, I looked up at the stars. My mission was clear, I needed to find my way back home. I lied back against the wall, smoking a cigarette, thinking about how I would escape this strange land. I need to find some kind of work in the mean time, or else I won't have the necessary funds to do that. As I leaned there, I felt the side of my face, it was stung by that horse. This lead me to wonder about how I will get my body back, I can't do much in this state.

As I stood and waited in the night, I heard a screaming, "Help me!" After a second of thinking, I ran into the alleys towards the noise. I was in full sprint towards the source, something was wrong. As I grew near, I was able to make out a young female and a muscular horse. Springing into action, I tackled the male, striking his face. He pushed me off, it was time to fight. The Yellow pony ran from the scene, so there wasn't any distractions.

The stallion felt his face, he yelled, "You're gonna pay for that!" He was in full on sprint, he had murder in his cold, callous eyes. I strafed to my left, using his momentum to vault him into the ground. The fight was cut short, as my opponent was knocked unconscious. Thankfully, some of my skills had passed over to this body. I grabbed the grey horse, and I flung him over my back. Slowly but surely, I made my way out onto the street, where the girl was waiting with two armored horses. They looked surprised as I dropped the criminal before them.

"This stallion was harassing that young lady," I said to the guards, they gave me a look of appreciation as they took away the unconscious pony. I had turned to see a crowd, and everyone cheered to my victory.

Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all.

Author's Note

I have never really wrote many things, so I am apologetic for any mistakes you may find, but I hope that you enjoy my new story.