Richtofen in Equestria

Richtofen finished the recording, and decided to look more into his surroundings. Richtofen stood up and slowly did a 360, eyes wide open. Staring into the soul of his surroundings.

'I seem to be in a forest...' Richtofen said in his mind. 'Now to a different matter...' The doctor what used to be his left arm in front of his his face. What he saw was a GREY HOOF.The doctor rubbed his eyes with what used to be his right arm, only to see that it was a grey hoof as well.

And that's when Richtofen noticed that he was holding both of his front hooves up, and he fell on his face.

After Much Cursing...

The doctor brushed the rest of the dirt off of his face, which he noted, was longer than normal. Now that that obstacle was conquered, Richtofen decided to explore. His fore arm wobbled as he tried to push himself off the ground. Why was he having so much difficulty in this new body? Perhaps he wasn't used to it. After a few minutes of struggling, and German curse words, Richtofen got on all fours. He was about to get on his back legs like a human, but in the process of trying he had put some weight on what used to be his right leg, bending in the normal direction a knee would. It did NOT feel like it was supposed to bend that way, so he got back on all fours.

Richtofen slowly took a step forward. His joint wobbled, and he nearly fell over straight on his arsch. He managed to get himself in balance again, though.

"Okay, Edward... You can do this!" Richtofen said to himself. He slowly maid his way into the forest, struggling to keep himself from falling to the ground with each step. Richtofen eventually got the hang of it, and started into a slow jog.

After an hour of absolutely nothing but jogging through the forest, Richtofen found a stream. He had remembered that if you are lost, you can follow a body of moving water 'till you find a town, or a city, or a village, or a... Y'know what? We're gonna drop that, cause it can go on for a lot longer.

While following the stream Richtofen started to hear the voices. The voices that have been coming and going for the past five years, or 20 if you count time travel. It took him by surprise, so when they first started to talk to him he nearly jumped right into the stream. Which wouldn't have been bad, since it was near triple digit Fahrenheit.

"Not now, NOT NOW!" Richtofen said, worryingly.

You might be saying "But it's not that bad Richtofen. It's just some voices." But it's not that simple. Sometimes, after Richtofen heard the voices, he blacked out, and when he woke up, he was somewhere completely different, sometimes covered with blood. He never finds out what he did during the black out, and part of him doesn't want to know. That part of him, is the part of him that hasn't really accepted the insanity that he's suffering from. The other part of him takes pleasure from the feeling, from the horrible deeds that he's done.

Richtofen, luckily, never blacked out. He sat there, next to that stream for hours, just waiting for the voices to stop. He sat there until the sky turned black, and the moon came out. Richtofen felt tired, and eventually, he fell asleep.