Beep-beep-beep-beep.

With a low grumble the young man known as Alex Terris woke up. Still having the sand of sleep in his eyes, the 22 year old slammed his finger down on the off button of his phone's alarm to silence the damn thing.

"Fucking hell, is it morning already?" he groaned as he stood up slowly, his tall figure slouching in itself as
his head still hurt a lot from his last night out. As he made his way over to the bathroom his foot hit a empty beer bottle.

"Dammit, how much did I drink again last night?... Uhhh.... Eh, I don't really give any fucks anymore." He entered his bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror. Long, blond hair that fell into his line of sight, paired with his already outgrowing beard gave him quite a caveman or rather viking look. His eyes, although reddened, still had a clear blue hue to them, even though they had lost their signature spark a year ago.

"Good morning, me..." he mumbled to himself, his voice becoming more gruff and rough with each day that he spent not speaking to people, but that was fine by him; he liked it that way. Alex took a quick shower and dressed. He decided to wear blue, slightly ripped jeans, a simple white shirt and a grey hoodie. After that he made himself a rather minuscule breakfast consisting of one serving of scrambled eggs and a few strips of bacon.

When he was about to leave his small apartment his landlady, Miss Fig stopped him right in his tracks, hands on her rather big hips and a scowl on her face.

"Mr. Terris, I am very sorry to stop you so suddenly but you still have not payed the rent for the last five months. I may be a kind soul, but enough is enough. If you don't have the money by this evening I will be forced to throw you out." She warned with a very stern glare.

Alex fumbled with the sleeve of his hoodie before he spoke carefully. "I-I know Miss Fig, and I am terribly sorry, but my boss the fat fuck won't give me my pay for the last two months. I'm basically bankrupt."

"I fear that won't work this time Mr.Terris, I need the money by this evening or you are out. Have a nice day though," with that she turned on her heels and went back into her own apartment.

With a sigh and a shake of his head Alex made his way to his work, which he hoped would take his mind off things. He worked at a place that stored foods and other goods that would not be digestible for very long if not stored correctly. He was alone most of his time there, packing things into shelves and the so called cold room.

When he finished, he made his way up to his boss' office. His boss, a middle aged man named Mr.Clayton was known for three things among his workers:

-1: he was fat;

-2: he was stingy most of the time;

-and 3: he was an utterly, complete asshole.

When Alex entered his office he was in the middle of smoking and having a cup of coffee.

The young man took a deep breath, gathered his courage and spoke up. "Mr Clayton, I know you don't like hearing this but I need my money already, you hold it off for over the last two months and I can't live like that even though I like this job and want to keep it; but if I don't pay my landlady soon I won't have a home anymore!" He had obviously lied about liking his job, but that did not matter here.

He waited for his boss to answer, Mr. Clayton took a long, relaxed drink of his coffee before answering. "Mr.Terris... normally I would have fired you for even speaking to me in such a manner, though I see where your troubles come from so that is forgiven... so yes this time you shall get your pay now. But ask again in such a rude manner and you will be fired right away." He threw an aggressive look at Alex. "Do you understand?!?"

The blond haired man nodded quickly. "Yes Mister Clayton," he bowed his head while his boss gathered the money and handed it over, a smug grin on his face as he did. "Good...." Mr.Clayton sing sang and gestured for Alex to leave the room, which he quickly did.

A small and happy smile spread on Alex's face when he made his way home, he didn't want to spend any of the money so he chose to walk home on foot. He was surprised at how happy and uplifted he felt, not having felt like this in ages. Mentally imagining himself drinking after he payed off his rent, he did not pay attention when, out of a dark side street, two arms grabbed him and pulled him into the dark. Before he could even get accustomed to his surroundings he got hit in the side of the head making him wince in pain as he looked at his attacker.

A rather small man stood before him but in his right hand he held quite a large gun. A magnum to be exact, these things were known to tear golf ball big holes into people. "Give ma all ya money, ya dirty motherfucker! Or you dead!"

Alex was stunned but tried to find a way out of the situation. "Please..." he pleaded.

"Don't take my money or life, I need them both a lot, I...please, just don't..." the man with the gun groaned annoyed and looked to the side; Alex used this to his advantage, trying to tackle the man to the wall. The thief, of course, struggled back. In the small brawl two shots went loose, both into Alex's chest; a pained cry escaping his throat as he fell back. The smaller man cursed and leaned down, snatching Alex's money and running away. All the blond haired man could do was lie there and watch his own blood flow from his wounds as the world around him slowly became darker and darker. Soon he didn't feel anything at all as darkness embraced him.

A soft wind tickled Alex's nose, or rather went through his hair, making it tickle his nose. Wait, should he even be able to be tickled in the nose? He also felt warm, like the sun was shining down on him and warming his body while the wind kept him at a perfect temperature.

In other words, he felt great.

He slowly opened his eyes to find himself laying on a grassy green hill; the sun was shining down on him, birds were singing and it was just a lovely day. He was totally confused as he did not know how he got here, nor where here exactly was.

Letting his hands run trough his hair he mumbled, "A-am I in paradise? How...?" he stood up and looked around. To his left he saw what looked like a rather large farm, accompanied by a big orchard of apple trees.

"Alex...you definitely are not in Kansas anymore..." he said before noticing a cozy-looking town further in the distance. What quickly caught his attention was how vibrant all the colors seemed to be. It was almost too beautiful to be true.

"Yeah... this must be heaven," he chuckled to himself as he walked to one of the apple trees and picked a low hanging apple from it. He had never seen an apple this red before! The fruit seemed to have no worm holes or anything whatsoever that would indicate an infestation of parasites. "Wow, whoever grows these must use a hell lot of chemicals," Alex pondered as he bit into the apple. Instantly his mouth curled up into a happy smile as the rich and juicy taste of the apple hit his tongue. The flavor was just right and its sweetness was something he had never tasted before.

After he had calmed down from the high that was the apple's divine taste, he looked further onto the farm. There was a big barn, a coop for the animals, and a very tall red house. Something seemed off though, nobody seemed to be there at work at the moment. Was there someone even living there? "That's not possible right? I mean... someone must have build it after all, right?"

Alex looked back at the small town, maybe he could find someone there who could tell him where he was. That thought was quickly interrupted when he heard speech coming from the red barn. Alex hid behind one of the trees; maybe whoever lived here did not like visitors.

"Big sis, can Ah go with the others and try to get our cutie marks in monster huntin'?" Asked a rather young voice that seemed to belong to a kid; Alex he peeked around the tree trunk and thought he was going mad. There were only two... horses-no, too small; they must be ponies.

But then, who did just talk? And why was the orange one wearing a hat and the other a bow? And since when was yellow a fur colour?

To his utter surprise, the one with the hat spoke and answered.

"Why of course ya can, jus' make sure to stay out of trouble, and yes that means the Everfree forest too." Her voice seemed to have a southern drawl to it; as if that mattered as Alex right now felt like he was going insane or at least hit his head twenty-five times on something very hard.

Just when the filly was skipping towards the farm's entrance, two other beings seemed to just have arrived. One was clearly a pony, but this one had a horn and... wings? What was she? Her fur was lavender, her mane a bit darker with a bright streak through it. Besides her waddled something that looked like a small purple lizard, who clearly had some problems with the baggage on his back, which consisted of a large tower of boxes swinging around dangerously, always one tip from falling over; not that the purple pony seemed to care. When the little filly passed by them she let out a happy "Hey Twilight!!" before she skipped away.

The one who apparently was called Twilight made her way towards the orange one and sparked up a conversation while that lizard thing only staggered behind her. "Hey Applejack, how is the harvest going this year? No fruit bat alarm this time?" She let out a giggle.

"Nah, none at all, luckily. Wouldn't know what Ah would do if those darn vermin were coming back on our lands; probably burn down the part of the orchard they would be in." That was a bit crass in Alex opinion, burning animals only because they seemed to pose a problem, on a orchard as big as this?

His thoughts were interrupted when the lizard fell down in exhaustion, one of the boxes almost falling from his back, but holding on just barely. Twilight turned to the poor thing and glared at it. "Spike, you gotta be careful with those boxes. There's very important science equipment in them, you understand that breaking them would be very bad right?"

Spike nodded and retorted in a somewhat pleading but also sarcastic way. "Well, why do you let me carry them around all day then if they are that important, and why do I have to carry them all?" Twilight giggled at that, one giggle that made Alex feel very uncomfortable. "Well that's because you are my number one assistant after all right? And why we brought them, you have no need to know; it's not like a dragon, let alone a small baby dragon would understand that right? Now stand back up before I drag you home to show you what happens to dragons who don't behave accordingly!"

Her tone was very menacing and it was clear the small guy was shivering under her gaze; he nodded and tried to stand back up, almost breaking down under the weight again. Twilight watched it all with a smirk. This was enough for Alex; seeing as Twilight probably had come from the town, he assumed that the ponies there would not be better either.

He turned on his heels and was just about to walk back to the grassy hill when he bumped into something. Something warm, muscular, unmoving and red. When he turned fully he saw that before him stood a very tall red stallion with a blondish mane. The hoof of the stallion raised and only one word came from his mouth.

"Nope."

With that he swung his hoof and hit Alex right in the face, knocking the human out. This was the second time now he was enveloped by darkness. As he slipped away he could hear the stallion call. "Applejack, get me mah rope!!"

Then silence embraced him once more.

Author's Note

Well this is my first chapter, of the first story that i write on this site yay! Please dont be too harsh with me, but if you have some tips or constructive criticism go ahead. It's always welcomed. Have fun, see ya next chapter!