Being Lyra

Note: If you haven't read 'Life amidst the others', read it now or the rest of the story will make little to no sense, but if you have already read it, then you should be fine.

"There has to be another way, part of Lyra is still in there," the blue and pink maned mare argued.

"Yes, but the rest of her is inevitably going to lose her own body and the only way to prevent this mysterious disease from becoming self-aware then possibly destroying the rest of Equestria would be a risk I will not want to take," he replied.

"Now, for the euthanization process," he said as he beckoned to a medical assistant holding a needle who was waiting in the hallway.

"You can't do this!" the same mare that seemed to be against the doctor's judgment shouted.

"I was given every right to do so as long as it was for the sake of Equestria! I'm doing every pony a favor, you should be thankful!" he shouted in response as he punched her to the ground. A clock struck 12 a.m. at Ponyville's clock tower.

"You bastard!" I said as I jumped out towards the doctor and knocked his assistant breaking the needle.

"Well, short tempered are we?" he responded with a grin.

"Bon Bon, let's get out of here," I said as I pulled her up.

The doctor once headed towards the security office.

"Seriously, who do you expect to fill out all of these I.P.R.A. Submission forms?!" I could hear off in the distance as I giggled a bit.

A couple of guards tried to corner us, but with much ease I was able to get around them. We managed to get out of the hospital, and then we made it to the outskirts of Ponyville. It was dark, the clock that struck '12' wasn't kidding, I guess since Lyra was up during the transfer, I started out awake. Bon Bon probably got the ability to visit at night because of her short-tempered ways towards other ponies like the staff at the hospital and how she can get anything she wants. Wait, I know that's not something I should remember, oh shit, most of memory has already been replaced with hers. We better hurry.

"I think we lost them, Lyra" Bon Bon Remarked.

"As insane as this may sound, they haven't given up yet. Let's get a move on, we have to get to Canterlot in less than 5 days," I responded.

"Lyra, when you saved me back there, how did you get your memory ba-...?" Bon Bon asked as she turned her head towards Ponyville with all her focus on the clock tower in suspicion of the dark skies.

"12:30 a.m. You jerk, let Lyra go!" she yelled at me.

"Calm down, that crazy doctor was right, it is of no intention that I am doing this to our friend, it is very hard to consider Lyra as a completely different pony when you are in her body with over half of her memory," I reminded her.

"Our friend? What are you talking about?" she asked.

"With the little memory I have left, I'll explain as much as I can," I replied.

"My name is Shane, or at least I think it is, my mind is very good at convincing me it's Lyra rather than that, but I remember being new to Equestria, I don't know why but I was very unfamiliar with anything, hell, I didn't know that ponies could fly until then. I had no idea how to walk so I was unable to retrieve any food and passed out on the ground, Lyra has taken care of me ever since. Unfortunately, that's all I can remember," I responded.

"How could I believe any of this? You're nothing more than a disease, chewing away at Lyra's life force and memory, why should I help you go to Canterlot?" she angrily asked.

"First of all, Lyra's memory isn't the only pony's memory getting erased, mine is as well, my memory is being erased and then replaced by hers, why would I want to replace my memory banks with hers? Second of all, Lyra is my friend and I would do nothing to hurt her. Finally, if there is anything I do remember, it was that your ruler Princess Celestia is involved. It may not add up, but I remember her being responsible for something related to this. I feel our best option is to confront her," I replied.

"What would the Princess have to do with Lyra replacing your memory so Lyra would die, let alone putting you in Lyra's body?" she asked. (Sorry for the lack of pronouns in this paragraph, but when you're talking about two or more of the same gender, there are many possibilities for the audience to assume who you're talking about)

"Your guess is as good as mine," I continued.

"Believe me or not, but I saved your friend from that psychotic doctor, the least you could do is help me get to Canterlot to offer you a chance to save Lyra," I finished.

"I still have one more question," she said.

"Go ahead, there's a chance I might not know the answer to it though," I replied.

"Before you got into Lyra's body, what did you look like, were you even a pony?" she asked.

"I have memories of me being a pony, I also have memories of being something else, but what I looked like then is almost impossible to imagine now," I replied.

"We better hurry, I can see them off in the distance looking for us," I continued.

"I can trust you, for now, but I have my eye on you," she ominously replied.

"The only way to get to Canterlot is by taking the train, which leaves us with two options: We head to Ponyville's train station and risk getting caught by that psychopath, or we travel through the everfree forest to get to Dodge Junction," I pondered.

Lyra must really like to travel; I have her memory of all these places I didn't even know existed. My new memory also tells me that the everfree is not such a 'good' place to be either. I don't think choosing my next move is going to be very easy.

When I said that Lyra liked to travel, it implied that the reader would know that her OC is pretty much everywhere in the background for MLP:FiM.