Sunset's human world origin

Tent creatures’ camp
Date: Two days after the portal closed, time: night

*Sunset’s perspective*

After a couple hours of walking Sunset made it back to the tent creature’s camp. However, things were not as she left them. There was a new group of creatures Sunset didn’t know, and they were attacking the tent creatures. Sunset identified the group’s leader as the one attacking Blackfeather. Sunset grabbed a piece of debris and was readying to attack the group’s leader when he pulled out a black metallic object and pointed it at Blackfeather, with a grin on his face. A look of absolute terror came onto Blackfeather’s face. An unbelievably loud bang came from the black object, and red splatter coated everything behind Blackfeather. Sunset watched in horror as Blackfeather fell, limply, to the ground. All of the tent creatures started screaming and running away, and even the attacking creatures seemed horrified at their leader’s actions. The whole time, the smile never leaving the leader’s face.

The leader spotted Sunset in her hiding spot and raised his weapon at Sunset. Seeing this, Sunset ran back the way she came as fast as she could. Sunset heard the weapon fire several more times and the sounds of impact all around her. One of his shots hit her left foreleg, but Sunset didn’t stop running until she was physically unable to run anymore.

Forest outside the city
Date: Same day, time: night

*Sunset’s perspective*

Sunset laid in the fetal position, cradling her injured foreleg. She was in agony. It felt as though her foreleg was on fire but also freezing. Despite that, she wasn’t crying. The tears had blinded her, but they never came. She just stared straight ahead, not blinking. Why? Why would that creature do such a thing? What did I ever do to it? What did Blackfeather do to it? A shot of pain broke her from her train of thought. She was badly hurt. She needed help, but who could she trust? What if the rest of the creatures are like the leader? She couldn’t trust these creatures. It was too risky.

Now, how to better hide myself? The hoodie, as she learned it was called, was nice, but it was bright red. Not very good if you don’t want to be noticed. She needed to change the color. I am in a forest. Sunset found some mud, grass, and other foliage and began rubbing it all over her hoodie. When she was done, the hoodie was now stained brown and green. The rest of her clothing was either black, gray, or a dark blue, so staining wasn’t needed. Sunset shoved all of her bright red and gold hair into the beanie, as Blackfeather called it. That’s better. Her skin was a peachy, amber color, but that couldn’t be helped.

Now for step two, treating her wounds. I need something to wrap the wound and a way to sterilize everything. She could get some cloth in the alleys but as for sterilization. Those ‘gas station’ things Doc showed me. They have bathrooms inside. Whether or not they have soap will be a gamble. With that, Sunset began on completing her goals.

Gas station bathroom
Date: Same day, time: night

*Sunset’s perspective*

To say Sunset lucked out would be an understatement. On her way to the gas station, Sunset found a half empty bottle of alcohol, at least that’s what it smelled like. It had something in it that made it smell unappetizing. Maybe it was the strange container it was in. The container was similar to the squishy, loud bottles the tent creatures were collecting, but it was different. Either way, Sunset needed to save as much as she could for wound treatment, so she wasn’t going to drink it. Plus, she didn’t want to risk addiction. What was it Dad said? Oh yeah, “Alcohol is a crutch for the weak. You can cry after a battle, you can be enraged after a battle, but you must never drink alcohol after a battle or risk weakness.”. “I have pegasus blood. I am not weak.” The shot was a ‘through and through’, so she didn’t need to pull the projectile out. After cleaning the cloth as best she could, Sunset placed some of the alcohol on it and readied to sterilize the wound. This is going to hurt. Sunset placed the cloth to the wound and let out a loud roar. “AAAAAHH! Buck, Shit, Reuahey!” Breathing heavily, Sunset looked into the mirror. Sunset’s eyes widened when she saw her teeth. For the first time since she got here, she ran her tongue over her teeth. Only the ones in the far back were anything like her pony teeth, but even they were sharper and more jagged. It didn't take long for Sunset to match the teeth to something found on Equoes. These creatures are predators. That’s why the leader killed Blackfeather. With weapons like those, these creatures are likely the top predators on this world. So, to get a “proper challenge” in a hunt, they hunt each other. Hmm, but the other creatures with the leader seemed appalled by its actions. Perhaps they hunt each other but don’t normally kill each other, or it was the use of that weapon that was appalling. An interesting line of questions but not what she needed to focus on. Sunset wrapped her projectile wound in the fabrics she gathered. Taking the last small piece of fabric, Sunset put some alcohol on it and used it to sterilize her scrapes.

With that done, she put her shirt and hoodie back on, left the gas station, and headed back into the woods. She wasn’t going to risk encountering another murderous creature, so she decided to set up camp in the woods. The creatures never seemed to go into the woods.

Deep in the forest outside the city
Date: 9 days after the portal closed, time: day

*Sunset’s perspective*

Sunset had managed to cobble together a relatively nice camp. Her efforts were greatly helped by the fact these creatures throw out some very valuable stuff. Most of it only needed minor repairs. Despite the lack of magic, Sunset was starting to fall in love with this body, the hands especially. She’d be right as rain, if she could have a hybridized form between pony and this thing. She would need to be able to use magic in that form, of course. Her EUP survival training also seemed to translate well to this world. She strung a hammock with a rainfly in between to trees, made a large rainwater collector (it rains a lot here), and is able to get more than enough food from dumpsters behind those large indoor markets. She could never figure out why they threw out so much good food. Whatever, more for me.