Mysteries Behind a Pony

Welcome to the next story that I'm going to try and write. I really hope that in this one some of you who didn't like "Tale Of A Hero" can look to this one and maybe like it more. I hope you enjoy both stories. We now look at a totally screwed pony running through the Everfree Forest. Great way to start off a story right?

"It's going to get me! I can practically feel it breathing down my neck!" the green stallion thought as he ran though the dark forest in fear.

" I don't know why I can't run on my own two feet, but this will have to do!" he thought as he felt the blood from his gash trickle down what he thought was his arm and galloped full speed away into the trees.

Minutes Earlier.

" What happened?" The stallion thought as he shook his groggy head. He tried to stand but he stumbled over himself. " Wait what the hell happened to my legs?" he thought to himself as he looked at where his hands once were but now were replaced by a pair of hooves. " Why am I a horse?" he thought to himself looking around his dark surroundings. He racked his brain for a memory, a thought, just something, anything, but came to remember nothing about himself or how he had gotten there. The only thing he could manage to remember was that he was a human being and not a horse. He looked around the dark woods helplessly to see if there was anyone who could help him.

" Is anyone out there?" the stallion shouted into the dark trees.

"Great all alone in a creepy forest with no one to help or tell me where I am. What else could go wrong?" the stallion muttered to himself and as he said this a low deep growl came from behind him. He turned around suddenly to see a giant beast with the head and body on a lion, a scorpion tail, and wings. "Oh yeah," the stallion thought to himself, " That could go wrong."

The green stallion stood there for a couple of seconds completely stunned, as he realized that he had somehow passed out at the mouth of a cave and was obviously trespassing on the lion's territory.

" Nice kitty?" the green pony said with a shaky smile. Angered the beast lashed out it's long scorpion like tail and managed to cut the stallion, putting a long red mark on his leg. In a fit of wild panic the green stallion reared up and then he  kicked with all his might and stunned the beast for a few moments and then the stallion scrambled to his hooves trying to run away.

" Bad kitty! Bad kitty!" the stallion said as the beast lunged for him with its tail again but missed the stallions flank just by a couple of inches.

"Got to get away ,got to get away." was all that coursed through the stallion's mind as he tried to make his escape, but still stumbling along the way. A loud roar came from behind him as he kept trying to keep balance on his new found legs. The stallion chanced a look behind his shoulder to see how far he was away from terrifying beast and suddenly he wished he hadn't looked back. The lion had somehow managed to take flight with its giant wings and was closing in on the stallion fast. The wound on the stallion's leg was burning with pain, and felt about as heavy as a chunk of lead ,but he still ran trying to get away from the flying lion. The lion dived in for a swipe with massive paw but missed the pony's back narrowly. The pony made a sharp turn to try and get away from the lion but he knew that when the beast was air born it had the advantage when it came to agility, but still the pony kept running no matter how much the pain grew in his leg.

" Keep moving keep moving, worry about the damn leg later." the pony thought, but then tripped over himself and started to roll down a steep hill. The pony grunted as he rolled down the rocky hillside. Then the pony rolled into something making the stallion and whatever he hit fall over. The stallion shook his head furiously to shake off the rocks and pebbles and saw a dark figure rubbing its head.

"Sorry, but we need to move now!" the green stallion said to the figure, but he saw it was just a simple pony. "Oh thank god, it's just an animal.."

" Who are you calling an animal?" the purple pony said to him giving him a mean glare, and as she stood in the dim moonlight, the green stallion could see that this was no ordinary pony. It was a unicorn.

" D-did you just talk?" the green pony stuttered blinking because he could not believe what his eyes were seeing.

" Of course I can talk, it's not like I'm a new born filly." the purple pony said shaking the dust off of herself. " So do you have an excuse for running into me the way you did, or are you just going to stand there like a tree?" the pony said skeptically.

" Uh..." the stallion mumbled as his head grew fuzzier. The green stallion couldn't think straight, as he tried to respond to the unicorn's question. The purple unicorn didn't look amused in the slightest at the stallions blank response, but her glare shifted downward towards the pony's right front leg.

" Oh my, im so sorry ,your hurt ,please let me help you." the purple pony said as her face changed from a hard cold look to a worried and concerned expression, but before she could even put out a hoof to help, the stallion fell to the ground already unconscious and making a pool of blood from his wound.

" My names Twili-" the stallion heard the unicorn say until he fell to the ground.