A Star that burned out to quicklyby nathanmcbChaptersChapter 1Chapter 2Chapter 3 (Part 1)Chapter 1The blurring cars infested the roads of Manhattan, as the people suffocated the sidewalk; horns from three blocks away could heard clear as day. You navigate your way through the unorganised mess of people to get back to your single-bedroom apartment; worn out from a hard days work for little pay, you were just content on getting home. You finally get home, the sun was slowly fading out of the view of your window. You quickly wander into the bedroom and shut the oak door behind you, fall face first onto your bed and lay there; thinking of the terrible day you have just had. You open your eyes and your are in a meadow. A simple meadow, revoked of life, you look around and try to get up. It is no good, some force is weighing you down. You look up to see a black hooded shadow that pierced your mind. It had the structure of a man, yet the presence of a demon; The beast grasped a long, curved scythe, too heavy for a mere mortal. You try to get up and run, but from the intense presence of the demon; you yielded. The being raised its bony arm above your body. As the cloaked being brought the monstrous scythe down onto your head you woke up; shooting your eyes open as the sweat drenched your forehead. Your eyes shot around the bleak room, looking for that demonic creature. Your expression goes from that of a shocked little girl, to a somewhat tired blank expression. Your mind is in a daze; you let out a huge sigh as you place the palm of your hand on your face, with your index, middle and ring finger above your nose and your pinkie below. You close your eyes and speak. “The same dream again...” you sigh. You take your pinkie and move it down your face ever so slightly; you run it very gently across your lips.Taking your hand off of your face you notice the red liquid on your pinkie which was collected from the rim of your mouth. With a quick leap out of bed and a stretch of your arms, you stumble toward the window and place one hand onto the sheet of glass; the glass was cold to the touch, leaving an outline on the window; it slowly glimmered as the last light of the sun fell out of view. Looking down to the city below; heavy eyes glaring at the dirty alleyways. Arguing could be heard from the people who lived in, or wandered through the alleys. A snarl escaped your mouth as you peered down, sickened at the site that you witness every single night. “This town. No, this World sickens me; I just want to escape it!” you said with a grunt. With that, you withdraw your hand and wipe off the condensation, a look of distress plastered on your face from your inability to escape the clutches of this miserable world. You feel your eyes getting heavy; your mind slowing down as you walk around your apartment. The ticks of your clock, which went unheard before due to the rush you were in, now echoing in your head. The main room beginning to darken with the setting sun You drag your feet over to the bedroom door and grasp it with a tired hand. You lazily turn the knob and wander in, your curtains making the room darker than the rest of the apartment. The room is a mess; you never had company over so you didn’t see the point in cleaning for yourself. You flick the small switch beside the door and the ceiling light burst to life, casting a soft yellow glow in the room. The bed was a mess and most of the pillows weren’t even on the bed. You lazily pull off your shirt and drop it on the floor. You shuffle around the piles of clothes and random crap on the floor. You eventually make it to the side of the bed; you sit and rest your head in your palms. The digital clock on your end table casts a slight red glow over the room. You look over at the door and the light switch was still on; you sigh and throw a shirt that was lying on the ground at it. Surprisingly it catches the switch and turns off the light. You give a little chuckle at the chances. You bring your legs up onto the bed and lie down. You look at the darkened ceiling with heavy eyes, the soft red glow of the clock making the features such as the ceiling light appear frightening. You yawn once more and roll over onto your stomach; you close your heavy eyes and within seconds you’re asleep. --------------------------------------~*~*~----------------------------------- You wake up in a very bright meadow, not unlike the one from your recent nightmare. The bright light hurting your eyes; you raise one hand and shield your face. Slowly you rise to a sitting position, looking around as you rise. The environment around you almost looks fake; all the trees look the same, and they are all bright pastel colors. The grass is all one shade of green, not a single blade is off colored. It is a strange world. You place a hand on the ground and slowly bring yourself to your feet. You stretch your back and look around more. This place is confusing; it would make sense if this were a dream, but this all feels real. The birds chirping and the bugs sing their songs, almost together. You take a few steps forward; the ground is solid under your feet so you began to walk. You walk through the meadows taking in all that you see. It is all the same as before, pastel colors and it is all uniform. Not a single leaf on the trees or blade of grass is a different color. Eventually the grass turns to dirt, and the dirt leads into a path. The path is dark and had the imprint of horse hooves, but they didn’t seem to have horseshoes. You scratched your head and continued down the path. The path eventually evened out and became cobblestone. You look down the cobblestone path and spotted a little village. As you began to walk on the lonesome road towards the village, many thoughts flooded your head. Where were you, what is happening, wheres Manhattan, I am going to be late for work, I hope I don’t get fired and so many more. It took awhile to reach the village, it was an odd place. The buildings were un-organised, the roofs were made of hay and the houses look medieval compared to Manhattan. Confused at the strange architecture, you pan your vision to the left. A sign is being held up, it is old and a little crooked, it reads ‘Welcome to Ponyville’. Tilting your head at the even stranger name of the little town you decide to venture inside. The town was desolate, there was no sound or movement. It was like a ghost town, apart from the sign and buildings. It gave you a strange feeling, almost as if you’re on a different planet. Looking around even more, you see heart shaped carvings in window hatches that were closed, and most likely locked. The feeling of being watched washed over you and in the distance you faintly hear murmurs. It was as if the whole town was afraid of you; it was like they thought you were a witch. Peering through the heart shaped holes in the closed hatches of each house, you notice faint movement; you slowly start to walk towards the house which resembled so many others. Finally reaching the pink, wooden door, you decide to slam your palm against the door numerous times. “Hello! please can you help me, I don’t know where I am could I please borrow your phone to call my boss, he’s probably wondering where I am” you plead. Continuing to slam the door, a sound could be heard inside the house which sounded like angry whispering to each other. From being near it so much you knew that they were arguing. The door slowly opens to reveal a small, purple horse-like creature with a horn. The mane was dark purple with two stripes, one a lighter purple and one a pink. You look at the small creature with a confused look, you look into the house, looking for some sign of people. You only see other small colored horse-like creatures. A smirk grows on your face. “Let me guess; this town is run by multi colored horses?” You ask sarcastically The purple creature looks at you with a big, gleaming smile. “Ponies to be correct!” The purple pony blurted out. The sudden response from the pony leaves you wide eyed and speechless. Your mind was struggling to process what just happened, your mouth was open as you tried to mutter the words that could explain it. The purple pony’s smile dropped and turned into a confused expression; the pony took a few steps towards you; you take a few steps back. Eventually your foot gets caught on a rock and you fell onto your backside. The pony saw what happened and runs to help you. “Stay back!!” you shout, thrusting your foot into the pony’s chest, knocking her backwards to the door. You are not thinking whatsoever; before you could make another move something very powerful slammed into the back of your head. Falling back onto the ground, your eyes gaze upon the orange pony that hit you. You fell unconscious soon after. Chapter 2You slowly awake, your head is throbbing with a slight ringing in your ears. You feel your baggy pants and shoes being dragged ever so slightly under you, yet it feels like your arms are outstretched and the upper half of your body was being forced to stay up. You feel the lower half of your body slope down onto a cold hard floor. 'Why the hell am I clothed, I know I took them off before sleeping?' After a short period of time, you come to a halt and are placed onto the floor. You slowly open your eyes, and see that you were being dragged across smooth, glorious, marble tiled flooring which reflected your shabby face. You slowly rise from the ground as if by magic; your vision is met by the small purple pony, whose horn is glowing and the orange pony which knocked you out and gave you this painful headache. The orange one spoke, it had a southern female accent. “Howdy partner! I see you’re finally awake, I was starting to get worried my kick might of done more than just knock you out!” The orange creature says with an almost enlightened tone to it’s voice. Placing your hand on the back of your head and feeling the giant lump; you snarl. “Jesus, that was a kick... it feels more like you threw a cinder block at the back of my head...” You scoff. The orange pony tilts her head at your remark. “What was with you before, why did ya’ freak out n’ kick Twilight like that?” The orange pony asks. You give the pony a funny look. “The hell is a ‘Twilight’?” you ask, slightly confused. The orange pony simply points at the purple one who is looking at the two of you with a confused look. “Oh I am sorry... Twilight, just seeing you talk startled me.” you say while looking at the purple pony supposedly named Twilight. Before she could say anything another voice could be heard, it was another female voice, this one much more posh and elegant. “Please, bring him in” The Orange pony put her hoof on your back and pushed you to a door. The door itself was not too special, just a white door with carvings of spirals on it. You place your hand upon the door and slowly push it open, revealing a giant room. The walls were a simple grey; in between the walls were huge, stain glass windows with various pictures printed on them, the floor was similar to outside, apart from the red velvet rug splitting down the middle. At the end of the rug was a beautiful, golden throne with red velvet cushions that matched the rug perfectly. You look in awe at the perfection of the room, slowly stepping inside, your eyes widened the more you looked at the room. Two ponies catch your eye. They started to walk towards you, so you position yourself in a discrete, defensive position. Both of the ponies walking towards you were bigger than all the other ponies. They both had wings, a horn, a crown and a necklace. One of them was slightly bigger than the other and had a white, lush coat, wore a mark of the sun and had a rainbow colored mane which waved peacefully in the wind, she has a bright smile on her face. The smaller one was completely different, she had a dark purple coat, mark of the moon and an even darker mane which also waved in the wind; but the main difference you could see is that she was not smiling. They got about an inch away from you, the smaller one was about the same size as you, while the bigger one was much bigger; this made you feel very intimidated. “Hello there, this is Princess Luna, my sister, and my name is Princess Celestia, together we rule over the land of Equestria and all the creatures inside it,” Celestia said. Luna nodded and sighed. “We have never seen a creature like you before, may we ask where you come from?” You look at them both, a little annoyed with the question. “I am from a place known as Manhattan.” You say. Celestia gives you a look of surprise. “You are from Manehattan?” Celestia asks confused. You look at the pony with a confused look on your face. “Manehattan? I said Manhattan.” you say. The look on her face turns back into a smile. “Oh ok, I understand, I have never been there.” Celestia says with a slight tone of confusion. “Are you not afraid of us?” Luna suddenly spoke out. You take a second to think about it. “I wouldn’t say I was afraid, cautious... We do not have creatures like you that talk where I am from but I have come to understand that violence will not solve anything and will most likely end up with me being kicked in the back of the head.” you say. Luna laughed a little as Celestia started to walk back to the majestic throne. Luna followed soon after. Time passed slowly, the two ponies talking amongst themselves, you could not hear a word that was uttered. Soon after they came back to you. “We have decided to let you stay in our land until you can find your way home. You can stay in the castle but you must pay rent and earn money on your own.” Celestia said. You smile and little and look at her. “Thank you...” She smiles back at you. “Luna please show him to his room” Celestia turns to you “Oh and Please; while you are staying here, do not harm any more of my students.” You give her a nod and follow Princess Luna out of the doors and into the room where the the purple and orange ponies once were. You follow Luna up to the room that is going to be yours until you can get back to your miserable life in Manhattan. -----------------------------~*~*~---------------------------- You walk with the dark coated horse down a long marble hallway and out a large wooden door. The horse creature known as Luna lead you down a flight of stairs towards another wooden door. This door looked heavy and old. Luna put her hoof on the door and pushed it open. “Here you are...” Luna says, sounding a little stressed. You look at her, analysing her expressions. “Luna, was it? Are you ok?” You ask the pony. She looks at you with deep blue eyes you only just noticed. “I am fine, just a little under the weather.” Luna says in a rushed tone You give her a slight nod and walk into the room. It was pleasant. Lavender wallpaper covered the walls, with the exception of a single window with purple curtains guarding it. It mixed well with the light wooden laminate flooring and red rug. A simple brown wardrobe hid in the corner of the room, a king-sized bed with neatly made covers was placed on the far end,a few feet away from the wardrobe. Next to the bed was a simple teak end table. As you look around the plain and simple room you cannot help but notice the fact that this single roomed place with no toilet, washroom or kitchen was still better than your Manhattan apartment. Luna forces a smile “Enjoy your stay” she says as she walks away You notice her leaving “Luna!” you say quickly. She turns to you in confusion. You smile at her “Thank you so much...” She looks a little shocked but her smile turns much more humble. She nods and turns back and continues to go down the stairs. With a close of the door and a shut of the purple curtains, you climb into the bed, messing up the perfectly made covers. You lay your head onto the fluffy pillow and slowly begin to think. Life is about to get a lot more interesting... Damn I forgot to ask about the bathroom... I guess it can wait until tomorrow. Chapter 3 (Part 1)You wake up lying down in a dull meadow. You have been here before. It is dull, devoid of life, and you can’t move. The strange figure is a few inches to your right wearing a sinister black robe and wielding a long, sharp scythe; you have to focus hard to notice him. You can’t move, no matter how much you tugged and pushed. The Figure slowly glides over to you, the closer it got, the stronger its presence becomes. A strong sense of grief, disappointment and fear washes over you in an instant. You can see the thing much clearer now, it had glowing, blood red and slightly glowing eyes like that of a demon, its skin was pale, pale enough to be paper. But even worse still, you can see that its smiling. Not a pleasant smile, it was huge and reached across its face from one side to the other and it revealed its sharp, dull grey teeth, you could see a dark red slither through the cracks and slide down to its rust-like lips.. The figure raises its boney right arm once again, then lunged it down, directly towards your left eye. You shot up, screaming a blood curdling scream. You feel a pain in your left eye as you shoot your face across the room, looking for the being. Once again, he was nowhere to be seen. The pain in your left eye fades and you place your hand onto your mouth and withdraw it after a few seconds. Once again you can see the red liquid that was on your lips. “Oh great, I get transported to a strange new place which I am guessing isn’t even in the same universe and he still follows me!” You say with a sickened tone. You hear a noise at the door, you quickly look over. The door slowly opens and another pony pokes its head through. This one was wearing armor. “Are you alright? I heard screaming.” The pony said. “Yeah, I’m fine.” You say, waving your hand dismissively. “Alright.” The pony bows then exits. You let out a heavy sigh and lay your head back down. You place your hands on your chest and look at the ceiling. Your eyes trace the shapes on the ceiling; swirls and stars. You roll onto your side and close your eyes. You sigh once more before falling asleep. You slowly open your eyes, you can hear the voice of a female, it is a pony you have heard before, your eyes are met with Princess Luna's big blue eyes that reminded you of sapphires. The event shocks you and causes you to fall out of your warm, cozy bed, onto the cold, hard marble flooring. Luna looks at you, trying not to laugh. “Thanks for that.” You say. Blinking a couple times, trying to focus. “Sorry, if I scared you” she says snickering. Your cheeks heat up a little, you can tell you are blushing. You place one hand on your knee and slowly push yourself up. After brushing yourself off you look at Luna. “I have a question” you say, she looks at you. “Is there a bathroom I can clean myself in?” you ask her. The pony nods and starts to walk out of the room. You follow. She leads you through some hallways and takes you to a room labeled ‘Stallions room’ the door is wooden, light blue and looks quite light. “Here you are, after you are report to my sister and she will give you something to do” Luna says, you smile at the pony. “Thank you” you say with a slight chirp in your voice. You have not had a shower since you got to this world The pony trots off and leaves you in front of the room.
Chapter 1The blurring cars infested the roads of Manhattan, as the people suffocated the sidewalk; horns from three blocks away could heard clear as day. You navigate your way through the unorganised mess of people to get back to your single-bedroom apartment; worn out from a hard days work for little pay, you were just content on getting home. You finally get home, the sun was slowly fading out of the view of your window. You quickly wander into the bedroom and shut the oak door behind you, fall face first onto your bed and lay there; thinking of the terrible day you have just had. You open your eyes and your are in a meadow. A simple meadow, revoked of life, you look around and try to get up. It is no good, some force is weighing you down. You look up to see a black hooded shadow that pierced your mind. It had the structure of a man, yet the presence of a demon; The beast grasped a long, curved scythe, too heavy for a mere mortal. You try to get up and run, but from the intense presence of the demon; you yielded. The being raised its bony arm above your body. As the cloaked being brought the monstrous scythe down onto your head you woke up; shooting your eyes open as the sweat drenched your forehead. Your eyes shot around the bleak room, looking for that demonic creature. Your expression goes from that of a shocked little girl, to a somewhat tired blank expression. Your mind is in a daze; you let out a huge sigh as you place the palm of your hand on your face, with your index, middle and ring finger above your nose and your pinkie below. You close your eyes and speak. “The same dream again...” you sigh. You take your pinkie and move it down your face ever so slightly; you run it very gently across your lips.Taking your hand off of your face you notice the red liquid on your pinkie which was collected from the rim of your mouth. With a quick leap out of bed and a stretch of your arms, you stumble toward the window and place one hand onto the sheet of glass; the glass was cold to the touch, leaving an outline on the window; it slowly glimmered as the last light of the sun fell out of view. Looking down to the city below; heavy eyes glaring at the dirty alleyways. Arguing could be heard from the people who lived in, or wandered through the alleys. A snarl escaped your mouth as you peered down, sickened at the site that you witness every single night. “This town. No, this World sickens me; I just want to escape it!” you said with a grunt. With that, you withdraw your hand and wipe off the condensation, a look of distress plastered on your face from your inability to escape the clutches of this miserable world. You feel your eyes getting heavy; your mind slowing down as you walk around your apartment. The ticks of your clock, which went unheard before due to the rush you were in, now echoing in your head. The main room beginning to darken with the setting sun You drag your feet over to the bedroom door and grasp it with a tired hand. You lazily turn the knob and wander in, your curtains making the room darker than the rest of the apartment. The room is a mess; you never had company over so you didn’t see the point in cleaning for yourself. You flick the small switch beside the door and the ceiling light burst to life, casting a soft yellow glow in the room. The bed was a mess and most of the pillows weren’t even on the bed. You lazily pull off your shirt and drop it on the floor. You shuffle around the piles of clothes and random crap on the floor. You eventually make it to the side of the bed; you sit and rest your head in your palms. The digital clock on your end table casts a slight red glow over the room. You look over at the door and the light switch was still on; you sigh and throw a shirt that was lying on the ground at it. Surprisingly it catches the switch and turns off the light. You give a little chuckle at the chances. You bring your legs up onto the bed and lie down. You look at the darkened ceiling with heavy eyes, the soft red glow of the clock making the features such as the ceiling light appear frightening. You yawn once more and roll over onto your stomach; you close your heavy eyes and within seconds you’re asleep. --------------------------------------~*~*~----------------------------------- You wake up in a very bright meadow, not unlike the one from your recent nightmare. The bright light hurting your eyes; you raise one hand and shield your face. Slowly you rise to a sitting position, looking around as you rise. The environment around you almost looks fake; all the trees look the same, and they are all bright pastel colors. The grass is all one shade of green, not a single blade is off colored. It is a strange world. You place a hand on the ground and slowly bring yourself to your feet. You stretch your back and look around more. This place is confusing; it would make sense if this were a dream, but this all feels real. The birds chirping and the bugs sing their songs, almost together. You take a few steps forward; the ground is solid under your feet so you began to walk. You walk through the meadows taking in all that you see. It is all the same as before, pastel colors and it is all uniform. Not a single leaf on the trees or blade of grass is a different color. Eventually the grass turns to dirt, and the dirt leads into a path. The path is dark and had the imprint of horse hooves, but they didn’t seem to have horseshoes. You scratched your head and continued down the path. The path eventually evened out and became cobblestone. You look down the cobblestone path and spotted a little village. As you began to walk on the lonesome road towards the village, many thoughts flooded your head. Where were you, what is happening, wheres Manhattan, I am going to be late for work, I hope I don’t get fired and so many more. It took awhile to reach the village, it was an odd place. The buildings were un-organised, the roofs were made of hay and the houses look medieval compared to Manhattan. Confused at the strange architecture, you pan your vision to the left. A sign is being held up, it is old and a little crooked, it reads ‘Welcome to Ponyville’. Tilting your head at the even stranger name of the little town you decide to venture inside. The town was desolate, there was no sound or movement. It was like a ghost town, apart from the sign and buildings. It gave you a strange feeling, almost as if you’re on a different planet. Looking around even more, you see heart shaped carvings in window hatches that were closed, and most likely locked. The feeling of being watched washed over you and in the distance you faintly hear murmurs. It was as if the whole town was afraid of you; it was like they thought you were a witch. Peering through the heart shaped holes in the closed hatches of each house, you notice faint movement; you slowly start to walk towards the house which resembled so many others. Finally reaching the pink, wooden door, you decide to slam your palm against the door numerous times. “Hello! please can you help me, I don’t know where I am could I please borrow your phone to call my boss, he’s probably wondering where I am” you plead. Continuing to slam the door, a sound could be heard inside the house which sounded like angry whispering to each other. From being near it so much you knew that they were arguing. The door slowly opens to reveal a small, purple horse-like creature with a horn. The mane was dark purple with two stripes, one a lighter purple and one a pink. You look at the small creature with a confused look, you look into the house, looking for some sign of people. You only see other small colored horse-like creatures. A smirk grows on your face. “Let me guess; this town is run by multi colored horses?” You ask sarcastically The purple creature looks at you with a big, gleaming smile. “Ponies to be correct!” The purple pony blurted out. The sudden response from the pony leaves you wide eyed and speechless. Your mind was struggling to process what just happened, your mouth was open as you tried to mutter the words that could explain it. The purple pony’s smile dropped and turned into a confused expression; the pony took a few steps towards you; you take a few steps back. Eventually your foot gets caught on a rock and you fell onto your backside. The pony saw what happened and runs to help you. “Stay back!!” you shout, thrusting your foot into the pony’s chest, knocking her backwards to the door. You are not thinking whatsoever; before you could make another move something very powerful slammed into the back of your head. Falling back onto the ground, your eyes gaze upon the orange pony that hit you. You fell unconscious soon after.
Chapter 2You slowly awake, your head is throbbing with a slight ringing in your ears. You feel your baggy pants and shoes being dragged ever so slightly under you, yet it feels like your arms are outstretched and the upper half of your body was being forced to stay up. You feel the lower half of your body slope down onto a cold hard floor. 'Why the hell am I clothed, I know I took them off before sleeping?' After a short period of time, you come to a halt and are placed onto the floor. You slowly open your eyes, and see that you were being dragged across smooth, glorious, marble tiled flooring which reflected your shabby face. You slowly rise from the ground as if by magic; your vision is met by the small purple pony, whose horn is glowing and the orange pony which knocked you out and gave you this painful headache. The orange one spoke, it had a southern female accent. “Howdy partner! I see you’re finally awake, I was starting to get worried my kick might of done more than just knock you out!” The orange creature says with an almost enlightened tone to it’s voice. Placing your hand on the back of your head and feeling the giant lump; you snarl. “Jesus, that was a kick... it feels more like you threw a cinder block at the back of my head...” You scoff. The orange pony tilts her head at your remark. “What was with you before, why did ya’ freak out n’ kick Twilight like that?” The orange pony asks. You give the pony a funny look. “The hell is a ‘Twilight’?” you ask, slightly confused. The orange pony simply points at the purple one who is looking at the two of you with a confused look. “Oh I am sorry... Twilight, just seeing you talk startled me.” you say while looking at the purple pony supposedly named Twilight. Before she could say anything another voice could be heard, it was another female voice, this one much more posh and elegant. “Please, bring him in” The Orange pony put her hoof on your back and pushed you to a door. The door itself was not too special, just a white door with carvings of spirals on it. You place your hand upon the door and slowly push it open, revealing a giant room. The walls were a simple grey; in between the walls were huge, stain glass windows with various pictures printed on them, the floor was similar to outside, apart from the red velvet rug splitting down the middle. At the end of the rug was a beautiful, golden throne with red velvet cushions that matched the rug perfectly. You look in awe at the perfection of the room, slowly stepping inside, your eyes widened the more you looked at the room. Two ponies catch your eye. They started to walk towards you, so you position yourself in a discrete, defensive position. Both of the ponies walking towards you were bigger than all the other ponies. They both had wings, a horn, a crown and a necklace. One of them was slightly bigger than the other and had a white, lush coat, wore a mark of the sun and had a rainbow colored mane which waved peacefully in the wind, she has a bright smile on her face. The smaller one was completely different, she had a dark purple coat, mark of the moon and an even darker mane which also waved in the wind; but the main difference you could see is that she was not smiling. They got about an inch away from you, the smaller one was about the same size as you, while the bigger one was much bigger; this made you feel very intimidated. “Hello there, this is Princess Luna, my sister, and my name is Princess Celestia, together we rule over the land of Equestria and all the creatures inside it,” Celestia said. Luna nodded and sighed. “We have never seen a creature like you before, may we ask where you come from?” You look at them both, a little annoyed with the question. “I am from a place known as Manhattan.” You say. Celestia gives you a look of surprise. “You are from Manehattan?” Celestia asks confused. You look at the pony with a confused look on your face. “Manehattan? I said Manhattan.” you say. The look on her face turns back into a smile. “Oh ok, I understand, I have never been there.” Celestia says with a slight tone of confusion. “Are you not afraid of us?” Luna suddenly spoke out. You take a second to think about it. “I wouldn’t say I was afraid, cautious... We do not have creatures like you that talk where I am from but I have come to understand that violence will not solve anything and will most likely end up with me being kicked in the back of the head.” you say. Luna laughed a little as Celestia started to walk back to the majestic throne. Luna followed soon after. Time passed slowly, the two ponies talking amongst themselves, you could not hear a word that was uttered. Soon after they came back to you. “We have decided to let you stay in our land until you can find your way home. You can stay in the castle but you must pay rent and earn money on your own.” Celestia said. You smile and little and look at her. “Thank you...” She smiles back at you. “Luna please show him to his room” Celestia turns to you “Oh and Please; while you are staying here, do not harm any more of my students.” You give her a nod and follow Princess Luna out of the doors and into the room where the the purple and orange ponies once were. You follow Luna up to the room that is going to be yours until you can get back to your miserable life in Manhattan. -----------------------------~*~*~---------------------------- You walk with the dark coated horse down a long marble hallway and out a large wooden door. The horse creature known as Luna lead you down a flight of stairs towards another wooden door. This door looked heavy and old. Luna put her hoof on the door and pushed it open. “Here you are...” Luna says, sounding a little stressed. You look at her, analysing her expressions. “Luna, was it? Are you ok?” You ask the pony. She looks at you with deep blue eyes you only just noticed. “I am fine, just a little under the weather.” Luna says in a rushed tone You give her a slight nod and walk into the room. It was pleasant. Lavender wallpaper covered the walls, with the exception of a single window with purple curtains guarding it. It mixed well with the light wooden laminate flooring and red rug. A simple brown wardrobe hid in the corner of the room, a king-sized bed with neatly made covers was placed on the far end,a few feet away from the wardrobe. Next to the bed was a simple teak end table. As you look around the plain and simple room you cannot help but notice the fact that this single roomed place with no toilet, washroom or kitchen was still better than your Manhattan apartment. Luna forces a smile “Enjoy your stay” she says as she walks away You notice her leaving “Luna!” you say quickly. She turns to you in confusion. You smile at her “Thank you so much...” She looks a little shocked but her smile turns much more humble. She nods and turns back and continues to go down the stairs. With a close of the door and a shut of the purple curtains, you climb into the bed, messing up the perfectly made covers. You lay your head onto the fluffy pillow and slowly begin to think. Life is about to get a lot more interesting... Damn I forgot to ask about the bathroom... I guess it can wait until tomorrow.
Chapter 3 (Part 1)You wake up lying down in a dull meadow. You have been here before. It is dull, devoid of life, and you can’t move. The strange figure is a few inches to your right wearing a sinister black robe and wielding a long, sharp scythe; you have to focus hard to notice him. You can’t move, no matter how much you tugged and pushed. The Figure slowly glides over to you, the closer it got, the stronger its presence becomes. A strong sense of grief, disappointment and fear washes over you in an instant. You can see the thing much clearer now, it had glowing, blood red and slightly glowing eyes like that of a demon, its skin was pale, pale enough to be paper. But even worse still, you can see that its smiling. Not a pleasant smile, it was huge and reached across its face from one side to the other and it revealed its sharp, dull grey teeth, you could see a dark red slither through the cracks and slide down to its rust-like lips.. The figure raises its boney right arm once again, then lunged it down, directly towards your left eye. You shot up, screaming a blood curdling scream. You feel a pain in your left eye as you shoot your face across the room, looking for the being. Once again, he was nowhere to be seen. The pain in your left eye fades and you place your hand onto your mouth and withdraw it after a few seconds. Once again you can see the red liquid that was on your lips. “Oh great, I get transported to a strange new place which I am guessing isn’t even in the same universe and he still follows me!” You say with a sickened tone. You hear a noise at the door, you quickly look over. The door slowly opens and another pony pokes its head through. This one was wearing armor. “Are you alright? I heard screaming.” The pony said. “Yeah, I’m fine.” You say, waving your hand dismissively. “Alright.” The pony bows then exits. You let out a heavy sigh and lay your head back down. You place your hands on your chest and look at the ceiling. Your eyes trace the shapes on the ceiling; swirls and stars. You roll onto your side and close your eyes. You sigh once more before falling asleep. You slowly open your eyes, you can hear the voice of a female, it is a pony you have heard before, your eyes are met with Princess Luna's big blue eyes that reminded you of sapphires. The event shocks you and causes you to fall out of your warm, cozy bed, onto the cold, hard marble flooring. Luna looks at you, trying not to laugh. “Thanks for that.” You say. Blinking a couple times, trying to focus. “Sorry, if I scared you” she says snickering. Your cheeks heat up a little, you can tell you are blushing. You place one hand on your knee and slowly push yourself up. After brushing yourself off you look at Luna. “I have a question” you say, she looks at you. “Is there a bathroom I can clean myself in?” you ask her. The pony nods and starts to walk out of the room. You follow. She leads you through some hallways and takes you to a room labeled ‘Stallions room’ the door is wooden, light blue and looks quite light. “Here you are, after you are report to my sister and she will give you something to do” Luna says, you smile at the pony. “Thank you” you say with a slight chirp in your voice. You have not had a shower since you got to this world The pony trots off and leaves you in front of the room.
