The Conversion Bureau: Immunity

My heart sank as I took in the sheer hopelessness of the situation. I may have been immune to the effects of the conversion serum, but I wasn't immune to capture. It was too late to hide; they had already spotted me. For a few moments, I just stood there in horror. Was this how it was going to end? "No, it can't end here, it won't end here,” I said. Making my way to the ground floor of the mansion, I ran outside into the backyard. I noticed that the ground almost perfectly matched my camouflage army uniform. The pegasi were only a few seconds away. Without thinking, I dropped down onto the ground, face first. A few moments later, they landed on the ground right next to me to take a break. I had never been more scared in my life.

“Are you sure this is the direction the human was headed in?”

“I'm positive! We all saw him running this way earlier today.”

“What about the rumors of him being immune to the conversion serum?

“Impossible. There’s no way any human could ever be immune to the serum.”

Suddenly, I felt a hoof on my back.

“What is this? Some sort of weird plant?” I heard the pony say.

“Time to go.”

I quickly grabbed the pony”s foreleg and twisted, hearing the telltale snap that indicated I had dislocated it’s leg bone.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!”

There’s the human! Take him down!

I tried to run, but I was quickly tackled to the ground. Before I had a chance to fight back I was being held down by five other ponies.

Another one approached me. It was holding a vial of conversion serum in both hooves. I was trying to remain calm. It’s ok. You're immune to the conversion serum, remember? Even so, doubts raced through my mind. It may have worked once, but will it work again? I guess I’ll find out. Looking up, I saw the pony tipping the vial over my head. I closed my eyes. A second later, I felt the cool liquid washing over me. Followed by an unwavering silence. I was afraid to open my eyes, for fear of what I might see. Bracing myself, I opened my eyes. Thank Goodness. I was still a human.

The ponies reaction was a mixture of surprise and fear. I felt the ponies grip on me loosen. Now was my chance. Shoving myself loose, I ran out of the backyard of the mansion and into the woods behind it. My pursuers were gaining on me again. Looking around desperately, I found an old hollowed out tree stump. Diving into it, I waited. There hoof steps got closer and closer, but eventually faded away. After waiting for several more minutes, I cautiously stuck my head out of the hollow stump. It was almost pitch black. "Fan-fucking-tastic," I muttered. Stumbling around in the darkness for a few minutes, I found a puddle of muddy water.

I was more thirsty than I had ever been in my life. I grimaced at the disgusting liquid in front of me. "Just a few sips, just to wet my mouth." Kneeling down, I scooped some of the water in my hand, picked out some of the larger pieces of debris, and poured it in my mouth. After forcing myself to choke it down, I repeated the process a few more times. Returning to my tree trunk, I took off my shirt. I nearly screamed at what I saw.

It had been a few days since I had eaten. I could see the outline of my ribcage. "Holy crap...." I was starving to death. If I didn't get some food and fresh water soon, the ponies would be the least of my worries. I was tired out of my mind. What little energy I had left was spent running from the pegasi. For a long time, I just sat there, absorbing the gravity of my situation. Looking out of my tree trunk, I could make out little rays of moonlight scattered throughout the forest floor.

I remembered how when I was young I wanted to be an astronomer. I wanted to study the stars and the moon. Almost every night, after my parents had gone to bed, I would gaze up at the stars and the moon, wondering what amazing scenes of beauty were up there.

Looking into the dark forest, I noticed a single tear roll down my cheek. Than another. Soon I was openly sobbing.

I cried myself to sleep that night.

I awoke in a pure white room. “Where am I?” Looking around, I saw my mother and father. But something was wrong. They were both ponies.

“Kayden, it’s time to stop running from your fears. It’s time to accept conversion.” my father said.

“But I’m immune”

They both shared confused looks.

“What do you mean?” said my mother.

“The ponies have covered me in their conversion serum twice, and both times it has had no effect on me.”

“Goodbye, Kayden.”

“What?”

“If you can’t be a pony, then you can’t be our son.”

My parents were beginning to fade away.

“No!” I exclaimed. “Don’t go!”

But they were already gone.