Leaving the Japanese-like stall, I walk toward one of the sinks in the bathroom to wash my han- I mean hoof out of habit. Even though I don't even touch my new horse wee-wee because it's attached to the backside of my body, I still want to see what else my body has other than being turned to a small mythical equine with wings.

Scratch that, tiny mythical equine with wings because I can’t even reach the god damn sink.

Groaning in displeasure, I extend all of my hooves from the floor with the help of hydraulics from the joint of each hoof. Retracting back my forehooves so I can stand on the sink, being careful not to slide into the damn thing, followed by my hind hooves.

Getting a good position so I don't fall off, I wash my hooves like I usually do with my hands. After that, I take a good view of my self on the mirror on the opposite side of the sink. Staring back on the mirror is a skinny masked colt with dark fur with lighter fur all across his body, bandage wrap around his back and stomach holding down his broken wings so it can't be moved to avoid any more harm. Two hooves mark imprinted on his slightly caved-in chest.

'Huh, weird. I thought the microbots should have that fixed by now.'

Mentally command the bots to repair the injury on my chest, the healing process should take up to 30 seconds to fix that dent, a minute top because 50% of my blood is infused with bots, I also mix them to my white blood cells to make me immune to almost all disease and poison. Huh, to think back when the orange pony, you know what I'm tired calling these ponies based on color, I'm gonna name the orange one Lisa because I'm getting countryside vibes from her and the pink one Pinks cuz you know... she is pink. Ahem, to think back when Lisa and Pinks 'cleaning' my mouth from bad words, my system blaring alarm like I was on the verge of death. Did I became weaker when I came to this world or-

'Wait, what the hell? why it isn't getting healed yet?'

During my more than one minute rambling on my mind I notice that my dented chest hasn't fixed yet, it's been longer than it should be but I see nothing changes on the dent. Commanding the bots to fix it once again, the result nothing changes, the dent isn’t even moving one inch. I order my mask to detect how many bots did I have and where they are, I can only stare at the result.

Micro bots : None

None? As in nothing? Nada? Slich? Out of microbots Eh whatever I can make more anyway. Reaching toward my inner depth, I began constructing more bots out of-

‘Wait what?’

I frantically searching for materials to make the microbots, I swear I have at least enough metal to build a whole city made out of it. Looking for any metal in my inner depth I can't find a single gram of it anywhere in my body, except for my second layers of skin, some part of the brain, four limbs, and the power core.

Wait if every material that I stored inside of me is gone does that mean…

Nope, I still have my personal things, thank god it was only my material that somehow disappeared from my storage. But still, it doesn’t answer how the hell I lost so much stuff.

There is no way I’m out of materials, every time I clean up the field I always pick up any sort of metal scrap from broken weapons, armor, and vehicle. Being a part of the S.A.S meaning that you have to deal with the shitiest job of all time, being in the frontier on any battle or war. Not that I'm complaining being the meat shield, or metal shield, of the team, it's actually a perfect position for me, I got to keep any metal scraps I can pick up without the higher-ups complaining about me 'stealing' the resources during the after battle clean up.

I chalk this up as the side effect of my arrival here, I don’t know if getting blasted by an ion cannon can transport you to a land of magical creatures that seems come out from a children books.

Or maybe this is the afterlife world that some nutjobs are talking about.

Either way, I still need to find a way to contact HQ, if that’s possible, and get back to business. Earth is at a dangerous state seeing how many them damn aliens are invading it.

But first things first, I need to fix my chest. Seeing that I somehow lose all of my metals and other things to make microbots, I decided to use the metal skin to fix the dent, in exchange, I replace the metal skin with wood that I absorb during my encounter with the wooden wolves. It’s not as tough as the metal one but it did the job well enough.

I feel the metals gathering around by damaged chest, focusing on repairing it, little by little my chest returned to its normal state, and a couple of seconds later it healed completely without any sign of the dent left behind. I still have some metal leftover and my wings are badly damaged so I began to focus on repairing it.

But before I forcefully heal it, I run a scan to see if it possible to repairs them just like my other limbs. The wing’s skeleton structure is a bit similar to the ones that birds have, most of the bones are either fractured or downright broken to the point it can’t be saved, that is if you’re a normal Pegasus. Most of the joints are tangled or bent in the wrong direction, thankfully I can repair those injuries without using any material.

Knowing that I have limited material, I must use them efficiently. I reconnect back the broken bones and sealing the fractured ones after I did those things I make sure that I didn’t leave any mistake behind. Running a scan one more time to make sure I did everything right, I let out a satisfying sigh.

All I need to do now is wait for it to heal naturally or find materials to fix it completely.

There is one more thing that I need to see before I go talk to Doctor Horse, I still can't believe that someone named their child that, it’s coincident that he landed a job as a doctor much like to his name. Remembering that the ponies are much more colorful than the one back home, their colorful eyes making me curious about what mine is like.

After making sure that I was alone in the room and there is no way someone can take a peek at my face, I mentally command my mask to split in half from top to bottom, it folded itself to the edges of my face with clicking sound so that I have a clear view of my face. Just I suspected my eyes are also changed from regular brown to dull blue but I was caught by surprise when I saw my new eyes.

They both had no pupil, just like a dead man's eyes.

'Huh, I guess all the 'dead inside' joke that I post on the internet really paid off.'

I was both stunned and shocked at the same time, at one hand it is really cool as fuck on the other I'm freaking out, I mean how the fuck can I see stuff without pupils, this doesn't make any sense! sigh oh well I at least I can see so that's a good thing.

Turning my attention away from my new weird eyes, I check on something that always bugging me at the back of my mind. Every ponies that I came across has this but marking, I don’t know if it’s mean something special to them or a mark-like-tattoo that has something to do with their culture, whatever it is it would be embarrassing for me to have a butt tattoo. I let out a sigh when I saw that my ass is clean from the marking.

‘Other than the whip marks from the torture session when I got captured.’

Shaking my head to get rid of the dark memory, I check other parts of my body that have changed, other than getting turn into a skinny dark-colored Pegasus with blue dead eyes and unkempt brown mane and tail, there is nothing that caught my attention.

Closing back my mask, I hop down from the sink and walk toward the door. Exiting the bathroom, I step into the empty hallway, taking the right turn this time so I don’t get lost in this hospital maze, I walk to the other set of doors beside the bathroom.

Pushing the door with my muzzle, I see the ponies from before talking to each other. Lisa is talking to the doctor while Pinks is with the big red stallion, they all stopped their conversation as soon as I enter the room. Red is staring at me with a sad face who then nudged by Pinks who has a huge smile, he began walking to me.

I keep my guard up and my eyes on his every movement so that I stop him when he tries anything funny. Red stopped in front of me and scooped me without any warning, I almost decked him on the nose, and warped his forelegs around me to give a firm yet soft bear hug.

‘Damn, I never think that pony’s fur can be this soft.’

“Sorry.” I heard him whispered which I respond with a confused ‘huh?’

Before I could ask why he is apologizing, he slowly put me down on the ground and walks back to where he was. I'm still trying to figure out what the heck just happen but a soft cough from the doctor snaps me back into reality.

I walk up to him and ask “So, you want to talk?”

“Yes, it's about your condition.” He told me sternly “A you colt like you mustn’t leave the bed until your body is fully healed, and you shouldn’t wander all alone without a mare to protect you, what would happen if you tripped and there is nopony to help you get up and-“ His tone changes, at first he uses that disappointed tone, then worry and finally I tuned him out.

As he ranted how should I not leave my bed to recover from whatever the thing that knocked me out caused me, I only pick up pieces of what he’s blabbing about, something about I should be with mares all the time.

Even though I cut the connection from my eardrums to the brains I still can hear his words, it seems that pony’s ears are not simple as my previous one, I had to keep my head low and ears pressed against it to keep his voice down.

For some reason, I got those feeling when you’re playing an old video game from the, what people call it, ‘Ancient Age’. Nostalgia, I think its called, and it kinda reminds me of…

…Mom.

He is using that tone when mom found out that I did something bad.

Immediately the mental dam that I’ve created from training the training I had for years busted open as if it was made from paper, thousands of memories about mom being played in my mind at a fast rate. The first time she heard me talking, my first day at school, her reaction when I discover my abilities and her death.

I’m so lost at the sudden rush of memories that I don’t notice my tears ducts are leaking again.

"...I understand that you want to get out of your bed and play but you should know better other than wandering around all by yourself, honestly, what did your mother has taught you?"

Doctor Horse looks down at the masked colt. As expected, the colt has his head lowered in shame and ears plastered on his head, what the doctor expecting was-

Plip-plop-*sniff*-plip-plop

The colt is crying, tears slipped past the glass part of the mask.

"Mommy."

And he is calling for his mother.

the doctor's mind kicked to full high gear panic, he never meant to make the colt to cry his eyes out. He was calling for his mom maybe what Doctor Horse said about his mother makes him miss her? Doctor can figure this out later, for now, there is a colt that needs to comfort.

In the blink of the eye, the doctor gave the young pony a gentle yet firm hug but because he is acting without thinking there are a couple of problems. One, he is hugging the colt as mares do with their young ones which placing his head between the hind legs, two, he is a stallion.

"GET YOUR DICK OUT OF MY FACE!!!"

Author's Note

I made this while I'm taking a dump and said 'fuck it'