GRAND THEFT AUTO PONYVILLE - WELCOME TO EQUESTRIA

THANK YOU TO MR. SR24DET ... he overworked the grammar!

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His mind was blurred. The ground felt cold but kind of soft. It felt like grass. He rested for a while until he finally managed to stand up. The first thing he did was looking for his cellphone. He took his iFruit phone and called Lester. "No Signal". Even the emergency numbers were unable to reach. That was weird. Even in the deepest forest he should have signal. San Andreas was known to have signal everywhere. Maybe he was in a funk hole. Shit.

"Hmmmm shit!" He saw Franklin standing up from the ground.

"Hey kid, are you ok?" Michael asked.

"Yeah man, what the fuck happened?" Franklin asked holding his left hand on his head.

"I don't know, the only thing I can remember was that we reached Mount Chilliad and then ... I don't know kid." Michael said.

"Me neither, Mike. Hey where's Trevor?" Franklin asked.

Suddenly, both of them heard someone moaning.

"Oh, god fuck, dammit, my goddamn fucking head," Trevor said walking like he was drunk again.

"Trevor, are you alright?" Michael asked.

"Yeah, Where the fuck are we?" He asked confused.

"I don't know, T, but one thing for sure is that I cannot reach anybody," Michael said.

"What? What do you mean Michael?" Trevor asked confused.

"Michael tried to call Lester but he didn't go on his phone," Michael replied.

"Maybe he's sitting on the shitter and fapping," Trevor said and took a few steps forward.

"Maybe, T, but think about it, what's the last thing you can remember?" Michael asked.

"Let me think about it, some motherfucker called the cops, we took our stuff and went to a van, drove to Mount Chilliad and then ... FUCK I CANNOT REMEMBER WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED! ARE WE DEAD?! FINALLY, MICHAEL, WE ARE DEAD! THAT MEANS I CAN TREAT YOU AND THIS NIGGA FOREVER!" Trevor replied.

"Hey, what the fuck is your problem, T?" Franklin asked.

"As I said Mickey, as I said, you and me together in hell. YES! And if it becomes boring, I still have my little black friend here!"Trevor said.

"T, calm down, we have other problems at the moment," Michael said.

"Hey Frank, where's the van?" Michael asked.

"I don't know, Mike. Shit you're right, where's the fucking van?" Franklin asked.

"WHAT YOU MEAN YOU CANNOT REMEMBER WHERE IT IS?! OUR FUCKING MONEY! MY MONEY YOU LITTLE PIECE OF SHIT!" Trevor shouted.

"Hey, T, CALM THE FUCK DOWN!" Michael shouted and shook him.

"CALMING DOWN? THIS NIGGA LOST THE VAN WITH ALL OUR MONEY IN IT! AND YOU TELL ME TO CALM DOWN? WE BROKE IN SEVERAL GOVERMENT FACILITIES, FOUGHT AGAINST THE POLICE, FIB, IAA AND YOU TELL ME TO CALM DOWN?!" Trevor shouted.

"T, goddammit, we'll find our money, you cannot even remember what happened, do you?" Michael said and tried to bring the situation under control.

Franklin didn't really listen to the other two men. He was looking around. Something was wrong. The trees and bushes began to bloom. That was weird. No, this cannot be ... they had winter back in Los Santos.

"Hey, M, T, look," Both of them stopped their argument and paid attention to Franklin.

"What is it kid?" Michael asked.

"We have winter, so why are the trees and bushes blooming?" He asked.

"IS THAT A JOKE? WE LOST THREE HUNDRED MILLION DOLLARS AND ALL YOU CARE ABOUT ARE THE FUCKING FLOWERS?! HEY, KID, LISTEN, YOUR MONEY IS LOST TOO, OK?!" Trevor shouted.

"Yeah man, I got it, but I think something is not right here," Franklin said.

"Yes, our money is gone, that's the reason," Trevor said.

"You're right, kid. This cannot be," Michael said.

"Ok, you scientist, how about we look for our Money?" Trevor asked.

"T, listen, Franklin is right. Something really weird is going on. Do you hear that? No engine sounds, no pollution, no signal, no nothing," Michael said.

"Because we're in the forest, Miky," Trevor said.

"Yeah but can you see a road around? Usually you can see everything from Mount Chilliad but all I can see are trees, trees and more trees, we have no signal, we cannot even call the 911," Michael said.

"THE FUCK YOU CALLED THE COPS?" Trevor asked with a confused expression.

"OF COURSE NOT, YOU IDIOT! BUT I DON'T KNOW WHERE WE ARE!" Michael shouted.

"Maybe try Eyefind Maps?" Franklin said.

"I already did, location not found. This is BULLSHIT!" Michael exclaimed.

"YES, finally, Michael, finally! Bullshit, that's true, bullshit!" Trevor said.

"Trevor, please! We'll find our Money but please all of you calm down please, we have to find a way out here. We have no food or water with us," Michael said.

"Shit you're right," Franklin said.

"And our money," Trevor said.

"Yes, Trevor, and our Money but first we need some shit to drink and eat because without that, money is worthless!" Michael said.

"At least the cops are gone," Trevor said.

*SSSSSHHHHH*

"Yeah you're right at least," Michael said.

"Guys!" Franklin said.

*SSSSSHHHHH* *SSSSSHHHHH*

"Do you hear that?" Franklin asked.

"Yeah, that's the wind, come on, let's go," Trevor said.

"I don't think that's the wind," Michael said.

Suddenly they saw a pair of green lights coming closer to them. A wolf-like creature appeared with glowing green eyes and was made of wood.

"EY NIGGA, WHAT THE FUCK?!" Franklin shouted.

"You gotta be fucking kidding me," Trevor said.

"Grrrrrrrrr," The wolf-like creature growled and suddenly jumped towards Michael like a puma.

"Oh, SHIT!" Michael shouted and jumped towards a bush to dodge the attack.

"HERE!" Franklin shouted and gave Trevor an MP5.

"Michael wait, we'll help you!" Trevor said and took his MP5 out to open fire.

"DIE, YOU FUCKER!" Franklin shouted firing an MP5 as well.

"DIE, YOU FUCKING PIECE OF DOGSHIT! AAAAAAAAAH!" Trevor shouted and shot the wolf's head off.

Michael stood up from the ground and tried to reach the bag where his M4 was in.

"Come on, Michael," He said to himself. The creature disappeared behind the bushes and suddenly more of them appeared.

"SHIT! SHIT! SHIT!" Trevor shouted.

"YOU WANT ME?! GET ME!" Michael shouted and opened fire too.

Now all three of them were shooting like there was no tomorrow.

DIE YOU LITTLE MUTATED PIECE OF FUCKING FUCKSHIT!" Trevor shouted.

"EAT THIS YOU FUCKING MORONS!" Franklin shouted and threw a grenade into the bushes. Two of them exploded and another fell to the ground by the amount of bullets. After the third one died, the rest of them escaped.

"YEAH! RUN, YOU MOTHERFUCKERS! AAAAAAAAH!" Trevor shouted.

"Jesus Christ, what was that? Are you ok, Mike?" Franklin asked.

"Yeah, thank you, kid. Damn, what the hell was that?" Michael asked.

"I don't know, homie," Franklin replied.

"TARGETS!" Trevor replied.

"Nah, really T?" Michael said.

"Look at them, they're made of wood? I mean how?" Franklin asked confused.

"Whatever the fuck it was, we better go, fast. Let's go straight ahead," Michael said.

"OK MICKEY, LETS GO!" Trevor said. All of them put on their bags and left that weird place.

4 hours later

Michael, Franklin and Trevor walked through this never-ending forest. It seemed like there was no way out. Maybe Trevor was right and they were dead and this was hell. Their feet burned and all three of them were thirsty and hungry.

"Maybe I'm right, Michael," Trevor said.

"What?" Michael asked.

"Maybe this is hell," Trevor said.

"Maybe," Michael said.

"That means you two have to life with me FOREVER!" Trevor shouted.

"Man, can you shut the fuck up T, I'm thirsty, hungry and my fucking feet burn," Franklin said.

"Oh, sorry, kid, wanna sit on my back?" Michael asked.

"Nah, thank you!" Franklin said.

"You know; we'll have a wonderful time together," Trevor said, "Just Mickey, Franklin and me. Maybe we can ask the devil for a cave, how about that?" Trevor said.

"T, please," Michael said.

"Hey, you fat slob, already tired?" Trevor asked.

"FUCK YOU, T!" Michael said

"Watch your mouth, Michael! Trevor said.

"OR WHAT? You said we're dead, so I don't believe I can die twice," Michael said.

"Good for you, asshole," Trevor said.

"Ey, T, really, stop shouting around all the time," Franklin said

"What? Scared about that forest? Oh sorry little guy. Hey why are you even afraid? The night will be your best friend. I mean you are black and you must be nearly invisible." Trevor said.

"Oh, man, come on, T," Franklin said.

"Guys! I think I can see something," Michael said.

"What? Some food? Or wait, our money?" Trevor asked.

"No, but a light, maybe one or two miles away," Michael replied.

"Finally!" Franklin said.

"A light? That means we're in heaven! YEAAAAAAAH! I finally can bang all the dead bitches I always wanted to bang," Trevor said.

Michael and Franklin just shook their heads. Finally, after that long time, they can leave this forest. Michael took his mobile phone out but it still showed him "No Signal" Shit. They still were on their own.

After an hour they finally left the forest and landed on a huge field. The place was surrounded with mountains. It looked similar to San Andreas but it was very unlikely that they were in San Andreas anymore.

"At least some sunlight!" Franklin said.

"Yea, you're right, kid. Come on, let's move on," Michael said.

A short period of time later, they could see some roofs and lights. Civilization. Finally.

"It seems like we found something," Michael said.

"Oh, a little village. How cute," Trevor said.

"What? I thought you don't like the city folk," Franklin said.

"YES, I DON'T, KID!" Trevor said.

They went further and further until they saw a sign, there was written something in weird letters.

"Ehm can one of you read this shit?" Trevor asked.

"No? But if you look to that village, it also has a strange kind of you know." Michael said.

"Yea, I know what you mean, Michael, it looks strange," Franklin said.

"For you city folks everything that doesn't look like a city is strange," Trevor said.

But the strangest thing was coming soon. As they came closer they also saw the inhabitants of this village. The inhabits there noticed them too and paid all their attention to them.

Michael, Franklin and Trevor stood there. Speechless. Trevor, especially, let his bag drop.

"YOU'RE FUCKING KIDDING ME, AREN'T YOU?!"