The sun was beginning to disappear over the horizon, leaving stunning red and orange streaks across the mountains in the distance. The clouds slowly disappeared one after another. Logan frowned as he looked up at the birds happily chirping and flying about together as a cool breeze overcame him. He hates it all.
He lay, disgusted by what he saw, at the side of a small river (from which he has just drank from), annoyed and troubled. He hadn't been there long and he already despised of it.

This place is horrible. Why am I still here? I'm such a miserable shit.

He was seriously tired, he was basically falling asleep but occasionally opened his eyes to keep him awake. He needs to rest, but he wants to get out of this place as soon as he possibly can. He eventually got on his feet and looked around for a while, before breathing in deeply and continuing his dreadful journey through the irritatingly gorgeous land.

I'm beginning to wonder if I'm actually dead, and this is my hell

He wasn't too far from Ponyville, as he was too tired to venture far.

"If I'm gonna find a way home, I'll need a map. But that means I need to speak to more goddamn ponies." He wasn't very happy about that concept, but at this point it's inevitable. "Maybe I could just ask for directions?"
Logan is currently near the edge of a forest. The large, dark, gloomy kind of forest that you wouldn't want to be in at night. There are no other towns or cities nearby, so maybe there are some on the other side of the forest.

"There better be some animals in here. I could eat for an entire family." He said to himself, holding his stomach. He followed the long trail of mud and leaves that led him further through the forest until he felt like he was going in circles. With no clear signs of where to go, this proved an even more difficult task than he anticipated.

I'm sure I saw that tree a minute ago...

The sun was no longer visible at this point, the sky was almost completely black and the only source of light was the stars and the moon. Thanks to his animal-like senses, Logan finds it a piece of cake to see in the dark. Speaking of which, he could really do with some cake right now.
"God... My stomach..." It has been a while since logan had last eaten and his healing factor couldn't be arsed anymore to stop his stomach from eating itself.
Logan was considering turning around to find a pony to kill and eat, but he stopped himself before he decided to do that. A small rustle in the nearby bushes grabbed his attention. Nothing mattered but food, no matter how big or small the animal is. He silently creeped towards the bush, ever so slowly extending his metal claws, preparing to kill whatever made the noise.

"Show yourself!" He exclaimed, as a small, harmless white rabbit emerged from the bush. It stood, tilting it's head and staring confusedly at Logan. "You're not gonna run, huh? Bad move." He said as he lunged at the innocent animal, stabbing his claws deep into it's small abdomen. He stabbed it several more times to confirm the kill. If it wasn't dead the first time, it definitely is now. He picked it up and was contemplating on cooking it, but he was so hungry that he didn't want wait to make a fire, so he began to eat it bloody raw.

"I'm sorry, little fella. A man's gotta eat."

Whenever he grew thirsty, his ears picked up the sound of a stream flowing nearby, from which he could also wash his blood covered face.

"Alright, let's continue this god awful journey."

It was freezing cold. But Logan easily put up with it, despite the fact he was only wearing boots, denim jeans and a white tank top. He continued to walk felt like hours, happy that he was no longer hungry, but still pissed off that he was in Equestria.

Twilight had her face buried in one of her books (as usual). It was all about mythological creatures in and out of Equestria and she was struggling to find Logan's species, even though Logan is a mutant and not completely human. She had no luck.

"You're still reading that book?" Spike asks, rolling his eyes with a grin. Twilight ignores him, not intentionally though. She is so focused that she zones out everything outside of the book she's reading.

"Twilight? Hello, Twilight? Sigh." Spike rolls his eyes again and leaves the room, closing the door softly instead of slamming it.

After reading and searching for a bit longer, Twilight closed the book and put it back on to the shelf.

"Darn it."

She is so determined to find out about Logan's species and where he comes from. But more than anything, she wants to help him, forgetting about his lack of good co-operation skills. Twilight's friends weren't too bothered about the situation, considering they have dealt with monsters like this enough times already to class it as an everyday thing. But Twilight wants to know everything as well as hoping she can help him find a way back to where he came from. She knows that Logan has no clue how he got here, so he has no clue how to get out.

"Maybe the princesses can help?" She suggest out loud to herself.

Logan came to a full stop, standing at the other end of the forest that he had spent all night trying to get through. He had made it, but only to be yet again disappointed. Most of the land was empty and quiet. Really quiet. There was a train track that lead to what looked to be a another village, no bigger than Ponyville.

He moved forward slowly, still under the pitch black night sky. No doubt the sun would come up any second. It was still freezing, but even more so than before. He could really do with his leather jacket.

"If there are more ponies in this damn town, I swear to god..."

Author's Note

I just noticed that I always switch from past tense to present tense when I write this. I might change that soon.
Anyway, I hope you liked it.