The psychotic gentlegriff

by Anubis Grimgost

C3 To explore a new world

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I awoke to total darkness. Shit I can’t see anything… oh that’s convenient. I have some form of night vision but it’s a far cry from the standard night vision headgear, I had grown accustomed to.

Well it’s time to get moving, I’ve got a new environment to become acquainted with, oh how exciting. I can’t wait to see what creatures I’ll find?
But that begs the question, is there unicorns? I mean because there’s Pegasi, so it would only make sense, right?

During my pondering I made my way to the door that led to the alleyway i first found myself in. But when I gave the door handle a shot, I discovered it was locked. I hissed in a whisper. “Oh of course they would lock the door, why wouldn’t they. Time for plan B, the window.”

I jumped onto the kitchen counter with the help of my wings, which felt natural. I’m not going to question it.

Fiddling with the latch on the window I managed to unlock it without notifying the sleeping residents. I was about to jump out, but then I remembered that I should leave a message. So I painfully plucked out, one of my smaller feathers and placed it on the counter. And with that I had vanished into the dead of the night.

“Back to square one, the alleyway where I awoke. But where to go now?”
My eyes travel up to the only source of light illuminating the alleyway. the moon, it was incredible, nothing like the moon that orbits the Earth. It had what appeared to be an outline of a unicorn on it, but why? I have to find out what is causing that. Oh and that must mean there’s unicorns, right? I mean there’s a unicorn outline on the moon, the fricking moon.

I was abruptly brought back to reality when a tall dark pony spoke up and slowly walked towards me.”~hey there little guy~ what are you doing here, don’t you know It’s not safe to be out at night. You could get foalnapped, you should come with me, I’ll help you find your way home.”

Aw hell no, I’m not getting raped. I began backing up and trying to make myself as big as possible. Then I noticed that he had a horn and it was glowing with a sickly green aura. Suddenly a knife appeared but it was just floating in the air, the handle was engulfed in the same sickly aura as his horn. I bolted away from him, not being comfortable enough with my claws to stand and fight. I just got a second chance at another life I wasn’t about to become some deranged pony’s arts and crafts project.

That answers my question, yes unicorns are real, very fucking real. Bobbing and weaving through the alleyway, refusing to look back. I must of been running for a good 4 minutes or so. Then I noticed that I was no longer on the ground, but suspended in the air. My limbs were coated in the sickly green aura of my attacker, holding me in place forcefully.

Great not only did my escape attempt fail but now I can’t even fight this freak. As he made his way to me, he turned me around and began to inspect me, but why? Then he sat me on the ground and kept me in place by my hind legs with his bullshit mind powers. But i now had full movement of my forearms, i believe he thinks I’m too scared to fight back. That was his critical mistake that would cost him his pathetic life.

The setup was too perfect. His neck was exposed, the heart must of been beating hard, working in overtime. All it would take is one well placed cut and he would bleed out in a matter of seconds. I’ll make sure to wipe that shit eating grin off his dead carcass, when I’m done.

As he sat down in front of me he leaned down and went to whisper in my ear. But all that came out of his mouth was a gruesome gargling noise, and a copious amount of the fools life fluids. I watched with an empty expression as I looked into his eyes. And what I saw forced a small smile to form on my lips. Because I saw primal fear, something I had came accustomed to in my last life.

I should clean myself first and foremost, but it’s a shame that I have to leave this corpse behind. I really wanted to find out how he was able to levitate me and if I would be able to use it.

I’m going to have to keep my mind as open as possible, because there’s no doubt about it, that was magic, real magic. Not that shitty magic you saw at a children’s birthday party, no this isn’t that. It’s actually real magic, like that wizard shit on TV.
I wonder if I could abracadabra someone into fine crimson paste? “Hehehe and for my next trick, I’ll turn this pony into jam.”

As I made my way out of the alleyway and away from the mess I made, I found a fountain which I planned on using to cleanse my claws of the blood. But this was going to be difficult, especially with me walking on my hind legs. So I didn’t leave a blood trail or prints, this world didn’t look too technologically advanced but they have magic. It wouldn’t be surprising if that had a spell for everything, so my only option is get clean and get gone, maybe the other side of this… city? Yep definitely a city. By the looks of this place, probably the fucking capital if I had to guess. Unless these pony’s like to decorate all their towns and cities with marble and gold? I mean what a waste of gold, think of all the electronics and super conductors you could have made with it. At least I know where to find some when I need it.

As I slowly and cautiously crept to the fountain, making sure that I wasn’t being watched. When I got to the fountain I plunged my claw into the crystal clear water. The partially dry blood began to mix with the fountain’s water and was now being pumped through out the water system. This only helped to dilute the blood faster. “Now that’s a problem, it’s a good thing I’m not cleaning this fountain. I almost feel bad for whoever finds that stallion’s body in the morning, speaking of mornings, that’s a sun rise. I need to get going now.”

I need to find a base of operations and find a library, so I could educate myself on this world.
Drawing unnecessary attention to myself because I lack basic knowledge, would be bad.

I finally found a map, after 20 minutes of hunting for the blasted thing and I can read the map too. Thank goodness this place has the same spoken and written language as England. But I’ve made my way to the outskirts of this city which I now know is called Canterlot, it a fitting name because you have to canter a lot, to get anywhere in this place. Anyway where was I, oh yeah on the outskirts of Canterlot. There was a large forest and a sharp drop that would kill anyone who wasn’t paying attention, unless they could fly.
But the view was nice and it’s remote enough for me. I just need to find a cave, clean water and a food supply. But hunting is a viable option, but I need to be careful not to eat someone’s pet. What would pony’s keep for pets anyway?

Well I best get started on foraging for food and wood to make a small fire, whilst I had daylight to spare. It hadn’t even hit mid day yet and I have found water, tons of dried wood and even a small cave. “Now to get lunch.” My stomach agreed with me and growled.

I was stalking a bunny from the bushes, planing on making it my lunch. I got ready to pounce upon my unsuspecting target, but my stomach had other plans and grumbled. I looked at my stomach in disbelief as the small bunny made a break for it. Decided not to give chase to save energy, I walked the other way and my stomach protested at my choice. “Well is someone didn’t betray me and give away my location and intent to the bunny, we might be eating right now.” I plopped down on my rear and gave my stomach a glare.

But my stomach would be satisfied shortly because I found a black berry bush over flowing with berries. I still would have preferred the smoked bunny I planned on eating but the berries will do. Using my claws to pick the ripe fruit of the bush, I began to shovel them into my mouth.

It was a hurricane of bitterness and a sharp sour after taste. But I was hungry so I took a big leaf and placed a bundle of the bitter berries onto it, yes I shallow call these Bitter berries. After successfully rapping the berries, I made my way back to my makeshift base of operations.

“They’re edible but definitely not delicious. Not like I can just get something else, so they’ll do for now.”

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