The Crash
"I'm hanging from the seat I was strapped into before the crash. Crates, various gear, and bodies are stored around the cargo bay. I try at the buckle of the harness, but it won't budge. So I retrieve my emergency razor from a clip on my belt and proceed to cut myself free from the seat
"I fell from the seat and hit the ground hard, knocking all the air out of my lungs. After regaining my breath, I got up and found the source of the noise. The man who was making the awful noises was strapped into a seat that had been torn from the wall, his left leg staying with the wall. I cut him from the seat and pull him out of it. I put him over my shoulder and walk to an opening in the hull."
I make it out of the wreckage and into what seems to be desert surrounded by a moutain range. Blood covers my multicam uniform and splaters the hot sand. The man I had just died. I lay the lifeless body against the outside hull of the plane and re-enter the wreckage.
After about two hours of digging around destroyed crates I exit with a rucksack complete with two days worth of supplys, about a hundred feet of rope, a SCAR-L straped to the side of the rucksack, and some other climbing gear. I checked my vest and counted five magazines of ammo and my knife.
"After re-checking my rucksack and grabbing extra water, I venture off into the desert in the direction of what looks to be a valley. Soon enough, a problem arises and a sandstorm picks up. But I'm already too far gone to turn back, so I wrap a shirt around my face and continue on.
As sand fades to grass the terrain becomes rougher. There are a few trees here and there but other than that its all grass, and rock in the valley. The stars are the brightest and most beautiful i've ever seen them.
A shadow darts across my peripheral vision "whos there?" no answer. I see a pare of green eyes reveal themselves through the night. I think of reaching for my rifle but I quickly discard the thought due to it being secured to my rucksack. I slowly reach for my knife instead, pulling the small blade from its pocket.
The creature looks at me and charges, It slams forcefully into my chestplate with a yelp and shakes it off. The force it hit me with knocked me on my ass and now the creature is on me again. It bites my arm with razor teeth and sinks in deep. I grab my knife again which I had dropped and slash it across the creatures face. The creature releases its grip on my left arm, I raise my boot and kick it as hard as I can in the face. Im up and im running.
|The next Day|
My eyes open to the feeling of sunshine on my face. I had fallen asleep under a partialy fallen tree. Last night I ran my ass off and made a couple extra miles. Whatever attacked me gave up the chase and left me. The trees got thicker and now im in more of a forest than desert. I crawl from under the tree and stand up. My left arm is dripping with blood and oozing green liquids, I cant even move it. From what I can tell thats not good... not good at all.
I began walking around late morning and im still walking. I managed to create a makeshift sling out of a extra shirt I had for my arm. Im assuming whatever bit me was venomous because its already infected, and im super dehydrated.
I begin walking again this time with my scar slung across my chest. After another hour or so of wandering aimless though the forest I began to develop a migraine, I was vomiting a bit, and my vision was blurred. As I reached a open field I black out...
|POV- Rainbow Dash|
"Ouch, that hurt," flight training isn't going so well today... I think this is the most i've ever crashed in a day. I shake all the dirt off of my wings and im back up in the sky, a flip here, and a few corkscrews there, and crash. Im still trying to recover from a recent injury, I broke my wing a few months back and the doc just gave me permission to start flying. Not that I didn't fly before then but now I can do whatever now! Mayby i'll go say hi to fluttershy, I haddent seen her in awhile. I start off from my home to fluttershy's cottage but before I got there I noticed somthing troting around outside the forest. As I focus on it I see it fall over onto the ground.
|POV: Isk Swardz|
I've been sitting in a hospital room for about and hour now. None of my Equipment is in sight, im not even wearing cloths. My right hand is cuffed to the bed. I know there watching me, they know I know there watching me. There obviously observing me threw a two way mirror right infront of the bed. All I remember is being dragged like 2km by a small horse as I faded in and out of consciousness. Im actually questioning reality at the moment because as the 'pony' dragged me into the Hospital I remember there being lots of yelling and I blacked out again. I look around and see a bottle of water on a table next to the bed. I grab it and drink about half of it, then I look at the window. I chuck the half full bottle of water at the window and water sprays all over the place.
My left arm's wounds seems to be filled with a clear hard substance, not sure what it is but its helping so I dont mind. If anything I should feel lucky because without that pony I would be dead by now. But for the last hour nothing has happened.
|POV- Rainbow Dash|
"You want me to what!?" I question twilight.
She looks over at me "I want you to go in th-" twilight was cut off by a bottle of water being thrown against the window "to go in there and try to talk to it." she finished.
"But why me?" I ask twilight with a look of confusion.
"Because your the only one that It may actually like, you ARE the one that helped it." She responded.
"Fine! Ill go, but you owe me!" and with that I walk out of the room and up to another door. I slowly push on the door and it sways slightly open without a creak.
"Hey! Hey, I want a fucking cheeseburger!" The creature yells.
