Karmic deeds! DONE DIRT CHEAP!

I find myself running to the source of the screams, and arrive 10 seconds after my mad dash. Finding an edge to a clearing, I instinctively reach up to push my glasses up my nose. I find however, that I have no glasses, and that my vision is perfect without (thanks karma). With that out of the way, I peer into the clearing.

Timberwolves, of course it’s them (this is almost sounding like an old fanfic I use to read). They are cornering a greyish purple unicorn against a tree, and I plan to stop this. Knowing what I do from wolves, if I intimidate them as to where they realize that the causualtys won’t be worth it they won’t attack (Don’t Timberwolves regenerate though?). I decide to put this to the test, and use terror tactics, looking through my Pip Boy, I equip the Mirror Knight armor (the heads will freak them out) the Ughikatana (sharp, fast, and will tear through them with style) and, the most important part, a pyromany hand to cast immolation (the image of a man on fire will freakout the consructs of wood and leaf).

Two handing the katana, I walk out, shiny silver of the faces reflecting off my helmet. The Timberwolves recognize this imminent threat, and face me, cowering at first, but standing fast as the alpha strategists. As the Timberwolves surround me, and I spin to always face the alpha, the filly cowers against the tree more but watches in badly contained fear. Over witch party, I know not, but I was still there to protect.

Without warning, the four wolves spring into attack. Dealing with the alpha first, but still realizing there was one leaping to me from behind, I stick my sword through the alphas mouth as I duck, this causes the one leaping from behind to miss and cut open his underbelly from the sword sticking out the top of his comrades mouth. Those two delt with, I backstep, anticipating a low attack from the right, and swing my sword that way as I do it, cutting the top of the wolves head off. Turning to the last one to my left, I dodge a hevely telegraphed attack and decapitate him.

Thinking the fight is over, and how stupidly suicidle those wolves were, I turn to the filly and sheath my katana as immolation runs out. There is one expression on her face. Fear. Unadulterated fear. Weird thing is, she was looking behind me? Oh, fuck, Timberwolves regenerate into a bigger one when defeated, the deep growl behind me confirms this.

Realizing that the big one would be salty from its loss, and too damaged to afford another fight, it would be jumping for its prey, the filly! Diving right to her, and pushing her out of the way, I get her to safety seconds before the big one. I have no time to prepare as I feel it land on me, and start biteing, getting me into its mouth. I wouldn’t die anytime soon, but I was still in danger and couldn’t escape.

Contemplating how to escape, I see everything pause as a video game like message appears in the center of my vision.
+1 karma! You sacrificed yourself for a stranger! Karmatic energy rushes through you as a power unlocks! You gained Firery Breath!

Instantly realizing the name, I try to use the Thu’m of fire.

Yol Toor Shul!

The inside of the wolf instantly starts to catch on fire and burn til all that was left was me standing in a pile of ash, fire not burning the surrounding area.

Comeing over the adrenaline of that fight and close call kill, I realize how powerful and scary I was. To make sure not to scare the filly, I take off the armor and put on my school clothes instead. I walk and kneel in front of her, opening her eyes, since they were closed in fear when I jumped in her way, I make sure she sees me there and the pile of ash behind me. (Looks like I’m not the Ashen One, haha.)

“Wow! You saved me! Thank you Mister Human!” Wait, she knows what a human is? Interesting, “You look like you belong to some noble pony with your clothes and fancy tricks.” Own!? This makes Karma’s words make more sense, I probably will need power if i am in a world where I’m a slave. What happend to Love and Tolerate? “Follow me Mister Human, my mother can find you your owner as reward.” She starts to skip away. Well might as well play along to hopefully understand how humans are slaves.

“Oh! I forgot!” She says turning around on a dime, “I’m Dinky Doo! I got into that situation back there when I wasn’t looking where I was going. Oh, I’m also tired, can you carry me?” She talks a mile a gram, good thing I am a master of talking a light year a mililieter, so we are kindred spirits of speed and randomness. I do decide to carry her (she’s just a kid after all, and went through a dangerous situation) and the weirdness grows. A horse riding a human! It’s unnatural!

Luckily for me, and her, no incednts happen on the path back, and Dinky falls asleep to my rhythmic steady gait. When we break the forest boundary and see daylight (looks like it’s about 3) her eyes flutter open, “Oh, were here! Allow me to lead you home Mister Human!” She says as she jumps off my back, only my near unlimited poise allows me to walk without a single stagger.

We got a lot of weird looks, from human and pony alike, of this dynamic duo. I study the human/pony interactions, and come to a simple conclusion, humans aren’t slaves they’re animals. The look in the eyes of them suggests a lack of higher thought (i was going to be a biologist, so trust me) and the appearance looks more like a Neanderthal than a proper human.

However, I did catch the eyes of one who was different, but he was pulled away before I could conclude anything. Looked like he was being led by a purple pony to a... train station? Either way, I need to follow Dinky.

Eventually we come to a cottage on the edge of town, Dinky walks up and opens the door, “MOM!” She shouts, “Yes my little muffin?” Reply’s a grey pegasus with a blond mane and her eyes... wait, pegasus, blond mane, derped eyes, muffin? It’s Derpy! How could I forget Dinky was the daughter of Derpy!? Good thing there’s no internet here.

“When I went out today I was attacked by Timberwolves, but this’ll human saved me!”

“Oh no!” Derpy yells as she quickly hugs her daughter, “are you alright?”

“Yes mom, as I said Mr.Human here saved me!” Dinky explains as she points to me. “I brought him with me so we might find his owner.”

“Yes, it would only be our service to return the human who saved you to his owner.” Derpy says, “But we don’t have enough room for him. Maybe the Doctor will house him as we search.” Guess the mother has made her desicon, onto wherever this ‘Doctor’ lives.

Turns out it was a two minute walk, to yet another building on the edge of town. It had a sign out front ‘clock store’. Y’know I was always good with clocks and watches, making minimum changes basically, I’d be able to help here. Derpy opens the store and yells out into it, “Doctor? Are you here?”

“Yes, Yes, right here!” Says an almost familier voice, “What can good old Doctor Whooves do for you, my dear.” A stallion with a brown coat, and a distinct mane style says, popping around the corner, I’m able to see a hourglass cutie mark.

Device of time, that mane, that voice, they all sound so familiar! Not from an MLP charichter persay, but still too familiar. Wait... store and mark about time, the voice... AHA! Ten/Eleven (old debate, don’t care about it) best Doctor! TARDIS, time, looks like David Tennet, it has to be the Doctor! Doctor Who!

“Well you see Doctor, this human saved Dinky from Timberwolves, can you keep him until we find his owner.” Derpy says.

The Doctor then looks at me, eyes slowly opening in surprise as he gets to my eyes. “Well, if he saved Dinky then sure, I’ll house him.”

Derpy then hugs him, “Thanks so much Doctor, I got to go make sure Dinky hasn’t caused a mess. Bye.” She says as she’s leaving.

“Yes, bye.” The Doctor says, closing the door.

Turning to me He says one simple thing, “Tell me how you got here. Be honest.” He places a hoof on my shoulder, “Trust me, I’m The Doctor.”

Author's Note

Boom! The Doctors In!