Prologue

The Tale of a Palace Wizard
By Justin G. and Elijah C.

It’s a nice fall evening and I am just returning home from work. I try to block out how annoying the customers and coworkers are, and decide to drown out these thoughts with some video games. When I pull up into my driveway, I notice that your parents’ car is gone.

Must have went to the store for groceries. I think to myself and I think nothing of it.

I get out of my car and head towards the front door. Above there are a couple ducks flying south in a V formation, a couple cars drive by on the road, and a neighbor walks past. Inside my home is quiet, which is strange because my annoying brother is almost always here by now. But not seeing him I continue on up the stairs to the second floor of my small house.

I enter my room that is honestly quite messy, but I don’t care. I move some clothes off the floor and adjust my chair in front of my TV. I grab the nearest controler and I reach for the TV’s power button. When I press it the TV screen sparks to life, but it’s picture glitches and switches to a white fuzz.

“Stupid old TV.” I complain out loud and I hit the side of it lightly to see if it’ll clear up. Which it doesn’t. Instead it only gets brighter, and brighter.

“What is wrong with it now?” I say out loud and I check behind the TV, but I notice that it is unplugged. “What?” I ask confused and I look back to the screen. I press the power button again, but the TV does not respond to the command. I try switching channels using the old style buttons that are mounted on the TV itself. But it seems to not even know it has any buttons.

I put my hands on my hips and I stare at the screen with a mixture of a confused and frustrated expression.

“Just great. Broken.” I mumble to myself and I go to turn the TV off again. But the screen flickers as my hand approaches. I inch my hand closer and it flickers again. Instead of pressing the button, I touch the glass screen.

Suddenly the screen flicks to black before revealing a swirling vortex of colors. My body freezes in place as I look at the screen with shock. The vortex seems to be driving itself out of my TV and it begins to pull me in. I try to yell or scream, but I cannot make a sound or move. Within seconds I am thrown forward into a swirling mass of strange colors.

I tumble and fall as my body now allows me to scream in panic. I look back from where I came from and I see my body standing there with a shocked expression before collapsing out of view. Then the world I had known vanishes and I am left in this swirling hell.

Suddenly I feel an extreme pain in my back. As I flail I see blood running out the bottom of my shirt. A painful bump extrudes on my forehead as blood begins to run out of that spot. I scream and yell for it to stop, but it doesn’t.

As I flail around I hear a sickening ripping noise and a terrible pain coming from my. I look down at my shirt and blood is constantly dripping out of it. Then suddenly my hands begin to burn and I look at them. My fingers begin to retract into my palms right before my eyes, and the pain in my feet tell me the same is happening. The skin on my arms suddenly turns a deep dark blue that burns my entire body.

Suddenly I see ground approaching quickly and I land with a powerful thud. My vision is blurred and the pain does not hold up. I begin to pass out, but before my eyes shut, I see a bright blurry pink figure approaching me. Though before I can make out any details, I slip out of consciousness…

After an unknown amount of time, I begin to wake. I feel warmth and a soft object underneath me. I try to open my eyes and my vision is completely blurry. Though as my head sways back and forth, my vision slowly clears up. I look off to my left and see a wall. I begin to presume that I simply got tired in my room and went to bed. But when I look to my right, I see a bright pink… pony? It looks like they are asleep, but facing away from me so I can’t tell.

I look at the pink object with shock because I was not expecting to see that there. I move a hand to my head as I slowly realize that my body is still in pain. Only then do I not have hands, but a horn in the middle of my forehead! I feel my body jump slightly as I feel the foreign object there. I try to remain calm to the best of my ability.

While I’m preoccupied in trying to not panic, the pink object stirs slowly and turns towards me. Apparently sleeping next to me is a cute looking pink pony with blue eyes. When her eyes focus on me a huge smile appears on her face.

“You’re awake!” She exclaims very happily.

I jump again at the sudden noise and I look towards her. I’m caught off guard that this pink pony can talk, or smile that widely.

“W-what happened to me?” I ask the pony expecting her to know the answer. My voice came out tired and raspy from thirst.

Though all she does is shrug as she smiles happily towards me. Which isn't much help and I begin to panic. I look at my hands- hooves with shocked eyes. The pink mare gets off the bed and walks over to a desk across the room. It is only now that I realize that this isn’t my room at all, and it must be nighttime evident by the crickets. She picks something up and looks at it.

I slowly try to get up out of the bed and try to stand like a human. Though because my skeletal structure is severely different, I lose balance and fall on my back. The pink mare turns around very quickly and looks at me with a worried look.

“Lay down… You are still very weak.” She tells you with a sweet and soft voice. She approaches me with a mirror and hands… Or I guess hooves me the mirror. I sigh slightly from being told to sit down, but I look into the mirror. It takes me a few minutes to fully understand what exactly I am looking at. Though I begin to panic as I place a hoof on my cheek.

In the square shaped mirror I see a shocked dark blue pony staring directly at me… He has a very long horn in the center of his forehead the same color as his fur. His eyes are a stunning green with a dark gray messy mane.

“Wh-Where am I?” I ask her as I look up from the mirror. She gently moves her hooves underneath my back and slowly sits me up.

“My place.” She whispers with a tired yet relieved voice.

“Alright, uh…” I reply and I pause as I try to calm down. “What time is it?”

“It’s one in the morning silly… I couldn’t just leave you there a bloody mess. So I took you home, cleaned you up, and laid you down on my bed.” She tells me softly with a smile on her face. “Guess I fell asleep too.” She giggles and gives me a hug. But before I can say anything she lets me go and begins to leave the room.

I process the story she told me and I can’t help but smile a little at the end. “Thank you miss, I don’t know what to say.” I tell her with a thankful tone. Plus I’m surprised and happy that she helped out a complete stranger.

“Name’s Pinkamena Diane Pie. But you can call me Pinkie.” She replies happily and walks through the door. Though she pokes her head back in. “Oh, and don’t lay down on your back.” She tells me before slipping back through the door and closing it behind her.

What? I think privately as I am left alone. I turn my head and look at my back. Before my eyes are two large wings the same color as my fur. The feathers look long and beautiful.

“What happened to me?” I ask myself as I look at them. The wings twitch a bit at my confusion, but otherwise they stay still and folded. Though after looking at them for awhile I become dizzy and tired. So I lay down on my stomach questioning everything that has happened to me the past few hours. Though sleep catches up to me like a speeding train and before I know it I am asleep.

Author's Note

I'm sorry if the intro was pretty crap, I had to BS a new one from scratch because the one we had that was written back in 2014 was way worse.

And I know, Alicorn OC.