'Why did this happen to me?' I had only this question on my mind at the time, being ported straight into this hell of a wasteland Isn't my usual Sunday routine. Currently, I have no idea where I am and how exactly I came here. And I'm telling you I don't have the slightest piece of explanation either. My head hurts, my the rest of my body feels like I've been riding the nuke like major Kong... That comparison sucked, but hey, I've got nothing better.

I have been sleeping soundly, 'till a few hours ago. If it had not been for the sudden Sandstorm that had to fuck me right in the face and wake me up in the most confused state I have ever been.

So I woke up, In the middle of nowhere, completely confused about how in the Hell I could have gotten here, and to top things off, I was lovingly greeted by a nice and gentle sandstorm.
Of course, you don't know how to react to that. But my evenings watching Bear grills survive in the most surreal scenarios has paid off, so my first step was to improvise. Adapt. Overcome.

I failed, horribly

Being blinded by the sandstorm did not help either; the sand was getting into my eyes and in my mouth and, ugh, just everywhere. I curled up into a ball and waited for about an hour, then It stopped.
The first positive thing about this fucking day. I dug myself out and began to check myself.

After I found that I'm quite alright if you don't count my burning eyes and dry mouth.

My first objective was to find some water because I found out the hard way that drinking your piss is not as easy as ol' Bear makes it seem. There must be something to drink somewhere, or else I'm fucked. So I started walking and walking

As the minutes turned into hours, the scorching sun turned unbearable, and I mean, there is literally nothing but small rocks and beige colored dirt around me, not even mountains or some shit, and no watering hole or oasis. I seriously doubt that I'm going to survive this bullshit scenario. To describe me... Well, there's not that much to it. I am average height, actually a little short and a little overweight Latin American guy; yeah, that's It, as I said, not much to it. It's getting late anyway, might wanna look for a place to sleep.

Let me recall how I got here in the first place...

It all started with the desire to make a change. It was Saturday night, and homework, as always, has been absolute shit. So I was there, bored out of my mind. I liked to do good in school, but I wanted to enjoy my weekends to the fullest, so I wouldn't say I like homework. But there was just nothing I could do. No party's going on; I thought maybe Felix wanted to hang out; he is my best friend after all. But a quick look to my watch quickly let that thought die, like hell he's going to hang out at 4 am.
I laid on my bed and took a look throughout my room.

'Nothing exciting left to play,' I thought to myself as I looked to my abandoned PlayStation and PC, thought about ways to quench my desire for entertainment. It was too late for the good shows, so I decided not to watch TV either.

Do you know that feeling when you just want to do stuff, but there simply is nothing, kind of depressing actually that I don't really have anything to do except playing video games or watching porn. I never had a girlfriend either. I'm super-cool with any of the dudes. I mean, I am so good at befriending guys you wouldn't believe, but sadly the same didn't go for girls; everyone I ever liked had either rejected me cold or started going out with one of my friends before I could get a chance. I guess it comes naturally when every other boy in your class is a hunk and is 5 Inches taller than you. To give you a picture, I'm 5 foot 4.
And to top things off, I'm also pudgy and lemme tell you, that does NOT help. After thinking about my life for a minute, I came back to the main problem.

What to do?

So I just thought and thought and some time went by until the sun started to rise... Holy shit, it's dawn already? I stayed up longer than I thought. I rarely ever experienced a nice sunrise, so an idea hit me...

I can go on a walk! I know, I know that sounds anticlimactic and awful. But keep in mind that I have no clue what else to do.

For the first time in my life, I wanted to do something as boring as taking a walk; seeing the sunrise may help my mood better than to linger in my room. So I quickly got out of my pajamas and went to grab my coat since It was quite chilly outside. I put on my shoes and opened the door, went outside, and walked down the street.
I was headed for the park just down the next street. I looked at a nearby clock to tell the time... 6 am huh guess I really stayed awake a long time today. The fresh cold morning air filled my lungs and kept me wide awake and refreshed as I walked past the blocks of this district.

The sky was a tone in a beautiful orange color.

"I really made the right decision; I need to enjoy the small things in life more." I smiled as I started to walk slowly again. I didn't really say something so corny, but I can't really remember, so yeah, you get the idea.

Heading towards the park, I saw many people rush to their work or getting a coffee.
I don't exactly know why I had this desire to go on a walk, but it just felt like the right thing to do...

I let out a loud yawn. "Fuck I'm getting tired." Past me said.

After a few minutes of walking down the boardwalk, I finally arrived at the park. I've never actually been to a park by myself; I walked down the path, admiring the beautiful color of the leaves as they dropped and landed on the ground.

Long story short, I ended up seeing a hill and thought for it to be the perfect place to start looking at the sunrise.
As I went up, I suddenly felt exhausted. I didn't know why it happened so rapidly or so suddenly, but this feeling of tiredness just overcame me. I blacked out. I don't remember anything after that...

And I'm not bullshitting you; that is how it happened.
Next thing I know, I'm in the middle of fucking nowhere and without any orientation as to where I'm headed.
Well, there you have, my half-assed backstory, I know, but that's what happened.

About 7 hours passed, and I still can't find any goddamn water. I feel like I'm going to die soon.
But I didn't give up yet. I want to survive and to find the fucker or whatever it is that brought me here.
I'm so gonna murder the shit out of the first living thing I see; I am so fucking angry. Then I saw something, a tree. A tree in the desert that can mean only one thing... Water.
I mustered up all of the strength residing within me and sprinted like I never did before; the dunes giving in to my stomping feet don't make it easier, actually.

I ran as fast as my tired feet could carry me until the shining body of water was in the line of sight.
There it was, a nice clean puddle.

Without question, I sank my head as far as I possibly could in the refreshing delight in the form of water.
I spent about 30 seconds drinking without worrying about breathing or anything of the sort, really, that is until I opened my eyes after finishing my last gulp.

3 massive bulls were staring at me, faces of disbelief and shock. They had an appearance like a Minotaur, but that would be silly a Minotaur? No way... unless I'm finally descending into madness. However, that was not the case since one of them began to speak.

"Oi Terry, what is that thing?" The largest one of the group asked, his eyes not departing from my face. He had black fur and curved horns, green eyes that shined like the brightest of emeralds, and he also had a giant sword bound to his back.

Terry responded, scanning me in the process, "I don't have the slightest idea, War, though it might be some kind of ape. Looks like half a Centaur if you ask me."

He was covered in brown fur with red eyes. He was the smallest one but had enormous horns. A big scar ran across his left eye, creepy. I am legit about to pass out like I'm petrified.

"What are you waiting for then? Capture it! It might be super rare!"
A white Minotaur with short horns said I'm presuming she is female because of the slimmer body build and the feminine voice. Suddenly, before I could react, The one named 'Terry' lunged at me with his all of his massive body.

My eyes went to pinpricks as this giant bipedal being threw itself at my dehydrated form. Out of pure instinct, I rolled over. He fell to the ground with a thump and a grunt. His eyes went back to me, now having stood up to my full size, I noticed something... I'm taller than him. It seems as if my eyes have deceived me considering the size of these three; well, given my perspective back then, that was quite understandable. That didn't change the fact that he was still big and full of muscles. I needed to think of something fast.

"That thing is Huge!" The black one commented, his gaze full of newfound concern.
I stand there now, holding a somewhat clumsy posture and probably looking like an Idiot.
Then the best Idea of the day hit me. Why not try talking to them.

So I opened my mouth and said the best thing I could come up with to sound like a sentient being.

"Wow there fellas, surely there's no reason we can't be civilized about this." Ah, brilliant, quoting master Kenobi at a time like this. So like me, to do that.

The Bull stopped Its charge at me, and its eyes opened wide.
"Steel, It talks!" He said, aghast. Now he was observing me with his eyes and slowly unsheathed his Falchion.
Terry's look hardened, and he took a stance.
"Who are you, and where do you come from?" He asked with malice hidden in his voice. Before I could respond, he opened his mouth again. "And for starters, what exactly are you mate?" He stopped so I could respond.

"First off, what's the big deal? Why so hostile?" I asked first before backing away slightly.

"The deal? In the bloody hell would someone that is not a spy or an assassin do so far out in the howling desert?" He came closer again, threatening me with his Impressive sword.

I had no idea, and I felt that that answer would not suffice.
"Well, first off, I'm a human; I don't know If you've ever heard of us but back where I come from, we are the dominant species." I quickly searched for more to say.

"The reason why I'm so far off in the middle of nowhere is that my caravan got attacked." Nice one, man, bring up even more questions. Sweat was beginning to flow down my face.

"I'm the only survivor, and I am unarmed, so there is no need to threaten me," I said with a stern tone, trying to intimidate my opponent a little bit.
Looking into his eyes, I see that it did not quite work. He instead hardened his gaze.

"Is that so? Attacked, by whom?" He asked, raising his blade against my chest and staring me down. I've never had my heart pound so much in my life. The thought of dying after enduring that hell was not welcoming at all.

"To be honest with you, I was knocked out by whatever it was Immediately, the only thing I heard was the blurred out battle cries of the other guards and whatever attacked us. Luckily enough, I was unharmed and escaped with a few bruises." I said with as much conviction as I could.

"Hmm, alright, so you're a man of the military then? May I ask your rank?" He finally put his sword down
"And you forgot your name, boy, you better spill it, or I won't trust you." Great, that worked out. I guess that is a little bit of luck to compensate for the shit that has transpired today.
I have to make up a name, hmm but what.
"Sergeant Melkor of the 3rd Division under the Kings banner," I replied after thinking about it a good 10 seconds. God, I'm so gonna die in this place. Using the name of my favorite Villain blended in perfectly.

"Well, it's certainly good to know you're not a spy, Sergeant." He sheathed his sword and started to walk back to his comrades. Which was still staring me down? I sat down as a sign of relief and let out a sigh.

"Can you show me the way to the next town? I won't make it alone, I'm afraid," I asked the group, seeing that as my best chance of survival.
"Uuh, I don't know Terry, I don't trust him; he's completely alien to us." The Black one said. He turned to me, looked me dead in the eye, and said.

"Prove that you're a soldier and you can stay with us; however, If I find that you lied to us, I will rid you of your spine." I was about to panic; goddammit, I knew this was too good to be true. Well, better prove it to him than to die alone in the desert.

"And how would you suggest to prove myself?" I asked, fearing the possible answer that would surely not be a good one. If watching Medieval films had any kind of effect, then I think I know what's coming.

He stares at me with his green eyes and slowly begins to smirk until he says...

"By a duel..."

13 weeks later in a land far away from the recent happenings...

[Canterlot Palace]

Three Princesses were consulting in the celestial throne room.

"We have to send scouts and search parties to look for Chrysalis; if we don't find her in time, we might have a way bigger problem in a few months," said Princess Twilight

"T'is true sister, we have sensed a big increase of magic in the outer sectors of the changeling badlands." said the second alicorn in the room.

The light in the room was dim as the oldest of the three began to set the sun. While she knew this was not something to be dealt with lightly, the issue was pretty much over. And a new uprising had begun in the lands far beyond her borders. Something she had feared for long.

"Dear sister, Twilight, you know that under Thorax's rule, the changelings have all reformed. Without them, she is powerless, and we also have to focus on more important tasks at hand."
She said without turning to look the other two Princesses in the eye, instead focusing her gaze into the west.

'Much more Important...'

Author's Note

My first chapter, hope you enjoy the story so far :)

If you have questions or suggestions please tell me.