The stallion with a guitar

It was another bright and sunny day at my highschool, senior year and only two months until I finally became a full fledged adult.

I sat on a bench outside tuning my guitar to start practicing a song from one of my favorite shows, My little pony; at first it may seem weird that someone like me would like a show about girly horses.

When i first found the fandom I thought it was weird too, but slowly as I delved deeper into it I found myself enjoying the community and thus, I became a brony.

To be totally honest, the fandom is generally not liked by most people and It would be typically used by bullies to humiliate you for 'liking a girls show'.

Though, I don't let any of that stop me and continue tuning my guitar until the final string is tuned.

I look down to my guitar and place my fingers in the proper order and start strumming out the first few chords for My little ponies theme song.

I start humming along to the tune but I am stopped by something impacting the back of my head.

'THUNK'

My hand instantly rears back to touch the back of my head, but reel back as it immediately started stinging; must be bleeding.

I turn around to see who the culprit is and find the one and only.

"Jerry"

Jerry is your typical bully, six foot and has been held back since I started highschool; and he's practically the literal term for brawn over brains.

If that's even a term.

Though my attention is brought back to him once he stops right in front of me with a slight grin on his face.

"Yes Jerry?" I ask the question I already know the answer to.

He reaches forward and grabs onto the neck of my guitar and yanks it from my grasps as I fly a bit forward from the force.

"So you out here all alone again? Playing your gay songs?" He responded as he looked my guitar up and down.

I quickly hop to my feet as I look up at him and respond "c'mon Jerry we already know where this is going just take my money and give me back my guitar".

I reach up to grab my guitar, but he suddenly pushes me back onto ground and laughs.

"Keep your damn money, I can probably get all the money I need from selling your guitar".

With a frown, I get up from the ground and walk up to him, and grasp onto my guitar with both hands.

"That's not gonna happen Jerry and you know it". I tug the guitar towards me.

Though it doesn't budge and he get close to my face and says "listen fag.. this is what's going to happen, you let go of the guitar and go home to watch your gay little show.. while I , take this to the pawn shop and see how much I can get out of it".

"Again with the gay remarks, listen Jerry this guitar is mine.. I bought it with my money and I'm not just gonna let you take it".

I tug at it again but harder this time.

He smiles wider this time, showing his yellowing teeth and with one swift tug, he yanks the guitar from me again and sends me flying back onto my ass.

I grab my head to try and orient myself and look up towards Jerry to see him with my guitar, using it as a bat as he swings and smacks me in the face with it.

He doesn't stop there, another blow to the top of my head rattles my brain and makes me let out a cry of pain as I try blocking it with my arms.

All he does is deliver a kick to my stomach and drops me to the ground."Fine faggot, if you want it so much just..."

It silent for a bit as I blink my eyes rapidly and catch a glimpse of him standing over my prone form; streak of blood ran down into one of my eyes as I could only see his malicious grin staring at me with him holding the guitar over his head.

"TAKE IT!" Those were the last things i heard before I felt an impact in my forehead and eveything went black.

• "Gah!".

I wake up in a panic as I wake up in a cold white unfamiliar room, I put a hand to my face to block out the bright light that was blinding.

While I did this I noticed something about myself, when did my arms become so hairy?

I remove the hand from my face and stare at my supposed hand in shock, it wasn't even there!

It was a circular yellow hoof? Wait hoof? I take a double look at my hand and see it indeed is a hoof; better yet, my whole body was changed!

I threw off the blanket and stared at the rest of my body, it was also yellow and covered in fur!

I guess I couldn't feel my own heart rate speeding up as my whole body felt warm, a loud muffled beeping noise filled my eardrums as I felt my eyes roll back.

As I fell back onto the bed, I heard a door open and a voice gasp in shock as a few seconds later, a metal clang resonated through the room.

My vision went blurry as another voice yelled out in my direction "he's seizing!" And then, darkness.. again.

--

Moments later I found myself floating in utter darkness with no clue on what's happening.

"What the fuck?"

I turn my head un every direction to see if I could find anything, yet all I could see what black.

Endless black, a voice where.. wait there is something in the distance I see.

I awkwardly float myself closer to the object and am utterly confused to see my guitar just there, floating!

I went to grab it but was stopped by a tentacle grabbing on to my outstretched hoof 'oh so it want a dream'.

I looked down at the tentacle and traced to where it lead.

It turns out I was not alone in the void, a huge tentacle like monster was with me too.

"Well shit".