Now, I know that I couldn't have been knocked out that easily, I fell higher than and I made it out fine. I'm just stuck in my head, seeing all my childhood pass by me as I walked along a dirt road.

Both sides of the road led to an endless abyss of nothing, and I don't like, not one bit! Seeing my memories again made me rethink on my initial reaction. Seeing everything in her perspective made me feel horrible.

From the first time to school to my first friends. Then my dad vanishes, while mom implants memories of him being there still but I found the difference between the real and fake, the real one actually cared.

He never drank, smoked or any of all the bad shit I thought he did. And the fact that he left due to the fact of his empire almost collapsing without its ruler.

Then I saw the ones that I remembered clearly, my memories from when I was fifteen to sixteen in her perspective. Then all of a sudden the entire area turned black and a white door appeared.

I opened it and went through it. I was then greeted by the sight of so many fucking books that it's not even funny. Finally noticing that this is just a private study and not a library, I deduced that the one that owns it has a little to much free time on their hands.

I found the same stallion I saw in the other dream. Walking closer to him, I saw that he held a scrap book. For the first time in a very long time I felt nervous, the worst part is that since I'm not human any more, I have to make myself an emotionless mask, known as the poker face.

I sat on the chair beside his and stared at the fireplace and watched the flames dance around. I wasn't really fond with fire but it fascinated me on the way it just flicked around in a hypnotic way.

The only sounds that could be heard were the sounds of pages turning and the fire. Then he sighed and closed the book, placing it on the small table next to him.

“Your mother dropped the bomb, didn't she?” He asked me.

“Pretty much, though I feel like a dick for the way I reacted.” I answered him.

“Well, I'm sure others would react in the same way.” He said to me

“Right.” I said, still not looking at him. He then sighed as he saw my behaviour.

“I wished there would've been another way, a way that could've avoided all this and be together as a family.” He said in sadden tone.

“Yeah well, nothing ever goes as plan.” I said to him as I shook my head.

“I've thought about this and had come to a decision, finding me will be hard in your current state. So I'll come to you.” He said to me as he stood up. I looked over to him and saw that he wasn't wearing his armor, instead he wore brown pants and a black shirt.

I don't say a thing, it's hard to accept this. I've lived a lie for the last seventeen years. My little brothers were just illusions, my grandmother adopted my mom into her family and my older brother knew all of this, because he was their personal guard.

“I know it's hard for you to come into terms with all of this, but I'll tell you this.” He said, walking up to me and placed a hand on my shoulder.

“You need to accept all of this but never forget anything you learned, anyone you've met and especially all the things you and your mother had done together.” He said. Soon my vision was covered with a memory.

Scratch that make that a lot of memories and all were the good time I had with her, from going to reunions to my elementary graduation. I held a sad smile throughout it all and stood up.

Without warning I embraced the stall- no, my father in a hug.

“Thanks, for reminding me.” I said to him as he returned the embrace.

“Anything for my son.” He said as the entire room was breaking down into nothingness. Then nothing.

Time: 12:10 P.M
Canterlot Palace, Celestia’s bedroom
Next day

Waking up to the sound of someone talking, really annoys the hell out of me. One time, during summer camp I was like what seven, there was this one kid that lived out of the annoying others until I managed to find a bat and chased him around camp.

Anyway back to the matter at hand, meaning listening in on what the conversation is about.

“Sister, would be so kind to explain to us why there is an unknown stallion in your room?” A mares voice could be heard.

“Luna, I told you before that I'll explain as soon as he wakes up, for now though we wait.” And with that I went towards the bathroom. On the way, I felt weak, very weak, damn I never thought I could feel this weak.

It felt like I got hit by train, landed on a flat bed that was falling off a cliff as it ran from an atomic explosion. Very precise, I know.

Entering the bathroom, seeing that it was bigger than I thought and continued towards the shower. I started taking off my clothes and noticing that they were different, I stepped into the large shower.

‘Could you not!?’ Privacy por favor!.

Whistling as I dried my mane, it seemed that my built in heater only works throughout my body but my mane, fair enough.

Picking up my clothes, I noticed that they were actually different clothing, which weirded me out with the thought of someone seeing me in the nude. But what surprised me was the shirts logo.

The shirt was black, but the what was on the shirt was the logo for one of my favorite bands. The pants were a desert camo color, sweet.

Putting on said clothes and looking at myself through the full body mirror and I could barely recognize myself. I've changed drastically, obviously from turning into a pony.

I've also noticed that I looked to be in perfect physical shape, ready for a fight. Seeing my face for the second time, staring at it and had accepted that this is what I am now.

Walking out the room and seeing a few covered plates on a large table that looked way~ out of place.

I uncovered one of the plates and saw a large steak. And with just seeing that, I started eating it.

So, I think I know why I had passed out. I think I needed to consume a lot of meat for proteins and to get used to my new body, because right now I feel like I could run for miles.

Wiping my face like a gentleman and throwing away the napkin, I stood up and walked towards the door but stopped as I heard the voices of the mane six.

“So the creep is in there?” Dash’s voice was obviously recognisable. I didn't need to see to know that Cele-Mom didn't like Dash’s comment.

“Rainbow for all we know, he could be innocent and we had disturbed him during his work back in the forest.” Twilight could be heard. I knew it was her due to the fact that she has the voice of Tara Strong.

I decided to just get this over with and opened the door and step out. Closing the door behind me, I could feel all eyes on me.

“Uhh.” I muttered out, I don't like to be the center of attention. I noticed mom in the back, good lord this is going to take some time in getting used to.

She smiled at me as she walked pass the six mares and a midnight blue alicorn.

“Finally you're awake, sleepy head.” She said as she gave me a peck on the cheek, to which I quickly rubbed off.

“I was tired, weak and hungry, so the fact that I slept so long wasn't a surprise, mom.” I said. Everyone turned to look at both of us with wide eyed stares, nothing was said and I could've sworn I saw Pinkie giving a few coins to a potted plant, which disappeared soon after.

“Princess, did he just call you Mom?” Rarity asked.

“Yes, he did. Everypony, I'd like you to meet my long lost son.” Mom introduced me. With that Rarity pulled out a couch and fainted. What?

I looked over to Rainbow Dash and noticed her pale face, okay then. Applejack stood there being silent, but a wave of my hand inched away from her muzzle proved that she was out of there.

Fluttershy was the only one happy and clapping while Twilight looked at me in fear, I'll ask later.

The midnight alicorn walked up to mom with a serious look.

“Sister, I told you to let go, you can't have him back.” She said as if mom was insane.

“No Luna, this is him. Someone brought him home to me, Luna.” Mom said with a smile, I stood there in silence. Though that didn't last long.

As if on instinct, I had summoned a sword and held a fighting position. Everypony looked at me with weird look while Mom stood ready.

Soon a small crossbow bolt came flying towards Twilight. I ran up and stood in the way, holding my hand up and catching the bolt with my hand, literally.

The bolt had pierced my had only halfway before it burnt off, I then ran up towards the point origin, only to find a crying maid.

“I'm sorry, he said he could help me with my family.” Was all I could understand from her sobbing. I crouched down and picked up the crossbow, then gave it a quick look around.

After checking out, I decided to keep it and help the maid up. As I did so, the group caught up with me along with two guards.

“Take her to the infirmary, and search the castle for anything out of the ordinary.” Mom had ordered her guards and they did as instructed.

“I need to sit down, still trying to get used to being like this.” I said as I gripped my head from the upcoming headache.

“Are you alright, sweetie?” Mom asked. I held out a finger and said.

“Don't call me that, you may be my mother but you're still not forgiven.” I said, earning a nod from her.

We arrived at moms private study, which was exactly like the one I saw in my dream. Anyway, I had explained on my arrival and mom didn't look happy with it.

In fact, when I began telling them about my time in the Mental ward, Mom had held on to me during the whole time. Hello is this personal space? I'm calling to say that you're being invaded.

Anyway, I've also noticed that Luna, my aunt, was always glaring daggers at me. I've mouthed to her What the Fuck is the problem with you to which she just points at me.

The mane six had mix reactions, Twilight was taken back by the her old mentor having to leave her only son in another world.

AppleJack kept a straight face till the point where I mentioned my crimes. She looked at me with a sort of respect and I found that weird.

Pinkie’s was obvious from the look of her now flat mane. She had been asking questions on what I like in parties.

Rainbow didn't seem to believe any of it. Then I told her some of the inventions man kind has made, I've read somewhere that doing so could work and it did.

Fluttershy looked at me with pity, I hate pity but I knew she doesn't mean to offend me.

“By the way, Dad should be-” Rude, the door opened before I could even finish.

A small dark cloud flew in and landed in the center of the room. It took form and once the cloud was gone, My Father stood in its place.

“Sombra! But how!?” Rainbow shouted as Dad looked around the room and then let out a loud yawn.

“I've been regenerating my body, as long as a part of me remains I'll always come back.” He said. The mane six looked ready to fight up until dad ensnared them with dark tendrils.

“Don't try to fight me, I'm more powerful than you could ever imagine. Plus, I'm here to finally see my son.” He said, letting them down gently as he came up to me. I was apparently a few inches taller than him.

“You've grown into handsome young man, in fact you remind me of myself when I was your age.” He said to me. No words could describe how uncomfortable I was.

“Okay, I'm glad you're here and all but I can't stand another minute of this, I'll be outside.” I said, finally able to get up and walk out the room.

Closing the door behind me and letting out sigh, I need to get used to this and fast. I feel like an ass for leaving but I need some alone time to think.

Walking through the seemingly endless hallways, I've thought on how I could have anything in common with them, I’ve changed during my time in the Mental ward.

Being the son of a deity and a Demon, what does that make me?

Who am I? Shade. What am I? Pony. Where is home? Home is where the heart is.

Reaching a balcony and walking out, I could see the city below me. I never liked living in the cities, I prefer the suburbs.

I heard someone walk up to me. I looked back to see Luna, looking very uncomfortable.

“What do you want?” I asked, returning the hate she gave me through glares.

“I know I judged you too soon and my sister demanded me to apologize. So I'm sorry.” She said.

“Don't worry about it.” I said turning to look at the town in the distance.

“Wonderful view, is it not?” She asked as she stood next to me.

“Yeah, you two have got a great view up here.” I said, agreeing with her.

“It was one of the many reason your mother wanted the palace up here.” Luna said to me. I didn't answer and she understood that I wanted to be alone, then walked back in.

Enjoying the silence and alone time was hard when someone else was behind me. I looked back again and saw that it was Twilight.

“H-hey.” She greeted, nervous beyond belief.

“Hey.” I greeted back.

“Listen, I'm sorry for almost choking you, I-I don’t know what came over me.” She said so fast that it took me a minute to register exactly what she said. She took the silence as something else though. Sighing and muttering to herself before turning around.

“It's fine, you didn't do any serious damage. Hell, I would've probably done the same thing with all the shit that's been going on.” I said with a chuckle and gained her attention.

“And you were the one that helped Scootaloo, weren't you?” She asked me. Walking up beside me and looking at me.

“Yeah, she's a sweet kid. Speaking of which, I need to make a little visit with her father.” I said, growling.

“I know, she told me her situation and she also said some good things about you, like saving her from Timberwolves and carrying back to Ponyville.” Twilight said with a small smile. I smiled back at her.

“Well, I'd be a dick if I didn't help her and she looked too injured to walk.” I said, looking down at the courtyard.

“I'm sorry, for what you've been through.” She said all of a sudden.

“Don't be, it was just how life wanted it to be.” I told her with a serious look.

Me and Twilight had stayed there for at least two hours, lost in our conversation.

‘Maybe...Maybe this won't be such a bad thing.’ I thought as I felt mg lips form a small smile.

Author's Note

The next one will be in a day or two, I need to focuse on my other fics.

Hope you enjoyed, next one will involve a certain town. Hopefully I'll go back to the comedy