The Rise of Black Cross

   My head is pounding. I feel my body feeling numb all over and my vision is blurry. I couldn't get up from whatever just happen to me. As I feel less and less distorted I try to stand up. I fell on my back. I put my hand on my head to get myself together. But when I touch it, I feel no fingers on my hand. I then look at my hand their was no hand but a hoof.

   I started to freak out and then check my rest of my body. I don't have hands and feet anymore, my arms and legs have no elbows and knees and when I look down I saw a tail.

A tail.

   My mind was riddled with questions and fear of what happened to me. Then I looked around of where I am. It was a forest but I feel something different about it. The environment got more color everywhere and it feels more energetic. I look up and saw sunlight in the sky but it was red and dim meaning its dusk now. I check myself again try to evaluate what happen to my body. Then it hit me.

I'm a pony. At least I think so.

   I try to get up but fell again.

Damn it.

   I can't stand on two legs so I decide to go on four. I balance myself on my four legs with difficulty.

Okay. That's better.

   With my mind and vision clear, I check on my body and definitely see I turn into a pony. Then it hit me again.

Am I... Am I really...

   I thought of the show that always make me feel better, seeing the colorful animate - like environment and seeing my body had been "ponyified" and realize.

I'm in the MLP world.

   I feel excitement over me thinking of that idea. But then it quickly turns back to fear and uncertainty.

Why am I here? How did I get here?

   Then I remember. That light that came to the backyard where I lived. It brought me here. I try to figure out what is going on but I hear noises that sounds like animals are coming out. I switched to survival mode and need to find shelter.

Okay I need to find somewhere to hide until its morning. I need to get out of here.

   So then I look at the sky to see the direction of the sunlight is.

The sun always set West so maybe that's where should I go,

   I started to walk in this new body and I was struggle for me. Every couple of steps I take, I stumble and almost fall again.

How do these ponies ever walk like this. This is torture.

   As I walk, I got better but then the sunlight was disappearing as I walking towards it. I wanted to run to it but I wasn't used to this body and was afraid to trip onto my face again. As the dusk finally turns to night I stumbled upon a clear calm river at the edge of the forest. I wanted to see my face so bad after checking all over my body. I step towards the water and look down, I saw a reflection of a pony with large brown eyes, a muzzle, and long black straight hair. As a human, I already have brown eyes and black hair but it looks way better when I'm a pony. My skin is white but has some color like me before I was turned into a pony. It's like all of me has turned to a pony but kept some of my physical traits from my human body.

I'll admit... I look good.

   I look away from my reflection to see where to go next when I heard a snap of a twig behind me and froze. I feel like someone is behind me and was too nervous to look. I look slowly behind me and saw two yellow bright eyes in the darkness of the forest. Without thinking, I bolted towards back into the forest. I stumbled a few times since I still getting used to the body and the fear is making me it worse for me. I ran and ran while avoiding all the trees and rocks in the way.

   I never ran so fast in my life but never thought it to be like this. I'm lost in a dark forest as a pony with nothing that help me protect myself and someone or something is following. While running, I looked back and saw a cloaked figure with those yellow eyes. I then remember that dream about the demon that stabbed me in the chest.

Could it be?

   I turn my head forward again but then a branch cuts me in the left side of my face hard. I was bleeding fast but still kept running from the figure. I turn right and hide under a big tree with its roots shaped like a small cave. I press myself against it and heard footsteps close to me. I didn't risk peeking to see whoever is following me. I hear panting and a voice saying,

   "He must be close."

   The voice has a thick feminine African accent and it reminds me of something. Then I hear footsteps away from me and wait for a little bit till I hear nothing. I got out under the tree and ran hard. I ran with pain coming my cut from my face but I bear with it to make sure I don't get caught with whoever was following me.

   After it felt like forever, I saw another edge of the forest and run towards it to get out of this death trap. Finally I got out and start to catch my breath. I fell down from exhaustion from all that running. I put my hand or... hoof on my face to stop the bleeding on my face. I turn back to the forest thinking I got away from her.

I lost that whoever.

   I sighed in relieve and turn my head down to breath. I then look up and saw a little tree like cottage in ahead of me.