From one world to another
Chapter 2

Almost everyone has some sort of experience that they consider ‘out of this world’. Some say it’s from a drug or alcohol, others from a crazy adventure or discovered secret. I thought that mine was discovering my true virtue and then meeting Celestia (or what was left of her) inside the S.P.P hub.

None of those could compare to what I’m seeing right now.

I’m being thrown around at high speeds as I rocket through what looks like a magical rainbow colored tunnel. I soon lost all count of time and most of logical thought and feeling. What I did feel though was...odd. None of it hurt, but it heavily disoriented me. At times I felt perfectly fine, and at others I felt like I was being stretched apart.

After what felt like an eternity, the tunnel starts to change. Instead of being wild and all over the place, it starts to become narrow and controlled. It also somehow seemed more cleaner and lively. The last thing I thought I saw was dirt and a few shrubs, before being enveloped in another bright light, somehow knocking me unconscious.

Meanwhile in Ponyville’s library

“Spike! Can you get me my book on ‘Strange magical occurrences and anomalies’ by Runic Blaze?” said a lavender unicorn.

After a moment of silence throughout the library, a younger, male voice responded. “Ok Twilight, but why do you need it, I thought we already got enough unusualness when Discord tried to take over a few days ago.”

Action: *sigh* “Because, I’m feeling an odd magic spike and I want to make sure it wasn’t anything left behind by Discord. While the elements may have cleaned up Ponyville, there’s no telling how far Discord’s powers went, so there still could be some traces of it left.”

“Alright Twilight, just don’t go overboard on all of the studying, ok?” Spike said as he arrived, carrying the fairly large book in his claws.

Twilight took hold of the book with her levitation, bringing it over to her after saying a quick ‘ok’ and ‘thank you’ to Spike.

Just as she was about to start working on her research, the energy signature suddenly dissipated, leaving not even a noticeable trace of it left.

‘Well, this got more harder. At least I took down enough notes on it to start. Let’s just hope this will be worth it.’

With that thought, Twilight plunged into her research, spending the rest of the day scribbling down notes and theories while reading her reference books on the subject.

Title:

Everfree forest

‘What was the plate on that skywagon.’

That was the first thought that entered my mind as I groggily woke up. Not something logical, like a ‘what happened’ or a ‘where am I’, but that.

As I slowly regained control of my senses, I became aware that I was in some sort of forest, lying on a patch of grass and dirt.

‘And there goes the theory that what just happened was a dream. Unless this is one too!’

…

‘OW! Ok, definitely not a dream.’

Just before I start berating over punching my foreleg, I suddenly realised that I recognize the forest. After all, even with the vegetation around the wasteland starting to grow back, there’s only one place in Equestria that had all of this plant life remaining. That, and the fact that it looked almost exactly the same as the forest my friends and I travelled through to reach Red Eye’s fortress.

‘The Everfree forest!’

I immediately get up, much to my head discomfort, and back myself up against a nearby tree, frantically scanning the forest in front of me. After about 10 minutes of no killing joke or wildlife attacking though, I start to calm down. By half an hour, I feel safe enough to focus more on what I could see instead of looking out for hostiles, although I definitely stayed alert for those.

I was in a small enclosed clearing, surrounded by vegetation on all sides and mostly above it as well. Besides a couple of logs and a small boulder, all that was inside of the clearing was grass and some shrubs. What got my attention the most though was the vegetation itself. It seemed...tame almost, as if it was more scary and ominous instead of deadly and dangerous.

I then noticed that a small area in the forest to my right had less vegetation than the rest. After trotting over and moving the plants to the side, I noticed a small dirt pathway leading away. As I was about to start walking down that path, I stopped myself

‘I better check my gear and get a little rest. Don’t want to run into a situation unprepared.’

I sat down on one of the nearby logs and took a look at my pipbuck, moving through it until I reached the ‘inventory management section’. I decided to check weapons and ammo first, followed by meds, food/water, armor, and anything else of value.

For my weapons, I currently had Lil’ Macintosh, as well as my sniper rifle and enchanted Zebra assault rifle. I also had my dual-carbine battle saddle, a sword, a IF-9 combat shotgun, a 10mm pistol, a sub-machine gun, a multi-gem magical energy shotgun, and a plasma pistol, along with ample ammunition for all of it. What confused me the most was that half of these weapons weren’t even mine. I also had five frag grenades, two combat knifes, and a dozen or so weapon repair kits.

‘Must’ve picked them up during the fight.’

I then went on to check my medical supplies. I had a decent amount of Healing potions, bandages, and medical creams, along with a few MedX, RadX, and Radaway. While the latter of the two weren’t needed due to no radiation, it was still a good idea to have some in case of an emergency. Food and water were okay, with about a week’s worth of water and a month of food if I rationed it.

For my armor, I wore my armored Stable 2 barding, with another two spares inside of my hardened saddlebags. I also had on a light kevlar vest underneath the barding. There was also my utility belt, which held all of the tools and equipment I used to pick locks, hack into terminals or other devices, and access pipbucks and most machinery. I also had on some shoes, my pipbuck, and some mechanic goggles that I had gotten a couple of years ago.

After double checking everything and making sure it’s secure, I go ahead and start trotting down the path.

Half an hour later

“Why did I have to go down this fucking path!” I nearly shouted as I continued walking down it.

While I had started down it in high spirits, those slowly wore away as the walk grew longer and longer with little variability. It didn’t help either that when I tried to turn on the radio, there weren’t any radio broadcasts! Considering all of the strange magical properties of the Everfree forest, that wouldn’t have been so bad if it was like that the first time I was here.

The only thing that kept my spirits from dropping even further was the fact that my pipbuck map was still working, and it showed that I was slowly making my way towards the northern border of the forest, although it was still a large distance away.

As I continued on through the path, I finally noticed a difference starting. At first, it was barely noticeable. But as I continued walking, it became more and more clear until I could finally understand it.

‘Someone’s...humming?’

Realising that this could very well be a bad pony as much as a good one, I started to slow my walk and instead use stealth. After another two minutes or so, I finally found the source of the humming. It was in a clearing quite similar to the one I landed in. However, instead of it just having grass and the occasional shrub, this one was filled with several different kinds of plants. The top of the clearing was also open, letting in more sunlight and giving the place a peaceful feeling.

But what got my attention the most was the zebra standing in the field, picking some of those plants. I couldn’t tell much about the zebra from a distance, except that it was a mare and she seemed quite calm. Just as I was about to back into the bushes behind me and come up with a plan, the zebra turned around and saw me. As soon as she did, I received the biggest shock since I’ve arrived in the damn forest.

It was fucking Zecora.

My mind raced at a mile a minute trying to comprehend the situation and say something. Before I could however, she talked.

“Who are you, little unicorn mare? That is, if you think saying my own name in exchange would be fair?”

This worsened my panic attack, and before I knew what was happening, everything turned black.

Author's Note

Chapter two is done! I'll go head and quickly do another small self Q&A thing. Before I do it though, I'll just let you know that this won't happen for every author note. Well anyway, here we go!

Question: Why is Littlepip not swearing so much?
Answer: I don't want to fill this story with hundreds of unnecessary swears, so I'm making it 'sort of canon' that while in the S.P.P hub, littlepip learned to control her swearing, especially her 'long and special ones' due to half of those involving Celestia, who was in the same building as her. That, and the fact that I'm not 100% comfortable with swears. I mean, I could easily do them and put them in the story, but it just feels uncomfortable... so yeah, less swearing!
Question: Why did you give littlepip so much Op weaponry and gear.
Answer: If any of you have ever played fallout 3 or 4, then you've likely carried around a ton of weaponry, ranging from heavily modified combat shotguns to mini nuke launchers. Heck, in the main story, Littlepip does carry around a lot of weaponry. Besides, it's not like she'll have a chance to get more of this kind of weaponry for a long time!
Question: Are we going to see Littlepip's friends in this story?
Answer: Probably not any time soon, I'm still not sure myself when I'm going to include them (if I even do), although there are a couple of ideas as to how to do it.
Question: Is this story going where I think it's going
Answer: Maybe
That's all for now! Stay determined folks!