A Second Chance: Fading Memories...by Heavy RainsChaptersApril 15th/16th.April 16th. Cont.April 17th.Outside...Singed...Crossing Eyes & Crossing PathsWhat Are Friends For?Handle with careApril 15th/16th.-------------------------------Albany, NY April 15th, 1921. -------------------------- “Another balled up day is over… good riddance.” I had reached the apartment complex which I took residence, and not a moment too soon. “That bird Wilson can beat his gums with the best of ‘em.” I spent my day off at a pub with a co-worker of mine; Wilson Ortega. I was a general foreman at the assembly line for Browning Munitions, as was Wilson. He invited me to a corner pub for a drink, somewhat of a lost cause due to the damnable prohibition movement occurring. Nonetheless I found myself in yet another situation where Wilson feared we would be laid off from the factory. After a few hours I was able to reassure the bimbo. With that we parted ways. I open the door to my small apartment, removing my work coat and hat as I enter. I set them upon the rack behind the door where they would wait until further needed. I fetched the mail from the floor and began to sort through the bills. Each one beginning with the same formalities. “Mr. Calhoun , Daniel C., Mr. D. Calhoun.” My surname brought dread to mind whenever I saw it. It wasn’t my real surname, but rather the surname of my adoptive parents. They were cruel and deserved their deaths, but even though they committed unspeakable torments upon me they were the only semblance of family I have ever known. I was orphaned as a child; my mother abandoned me upon a doorstep and my father was unknown. I am the child of a whore; and a bastard at that. I continued to flip through the postage until I noticed a letter penned by my supervisor at the factory where I work. Daniel, I regret to inform you that the government is shutting down the factory. They say that there is an ‘Unsafe environment for workers’. Until the situation in the factory is made to regulation we’re out of a job. The best we could do is transfer 200 of the assembly workers to the other factory in Manhattan. I’m sorry Daniel but you were not included in the transfer. I’m sorry Daniel I truly am. You can expect your severance package in the mail. Regretfully, Edward Vanhoft Sr. Floor manager. Browning munitions provider. “Damn it!” I throw the letter, envelope and all, at the wall. I walk to my den and collapse into the chair sobbing. My employment was all I had; soon I would be twenty-two and out on the streets once more. While the crash of the stock market caused all kinds of misfortune, it always seemed to affect me in some way. One would think that the Great War would end all the problems of the world. It only delayed more dire circumstances. I was pushed over the edge; I rose from the chair and walked to my bedroom. I considered writing a letter to explain the scene any whom found me would witness, but I quickly discarded the idea. I opened my nightstand drawer to find my handgun from my past military service. An all too familiar weapon; the single action, semi-automatic, magazine fed, recoil-operated handgun chambered for the .45 ACP cartridge which I ironically produced at the factory. Jonathan Browning created one hell of a firearm. I decided to have a final drink in his name for creating the weapon that would become a messenger of my demise. I withdrew a bottle of cinnamon apple wine vintage: 1892. I savored the taste of the wine as it slowly warmed my throat. The flavor of cinnamon and apples filled my taste buds while the scent engorged my nostrils. I emptied the bottle within a matter of minutes before setting it upon the counter. With that said and done I walked to the apartment window to get a final look at my home town. The memories… the hurt… I sighed as I began to load the M1911 . I don’t know why, but I also grabbed an additional two magazines for the handgun. I then held the colt to my head and pulled the trigger. And then there was no more… ------------------------------------->: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ :<-------------------------------- I opened my eyes and was taken aback by the brightness of the area around me. I blinked a few times to adjust my sight. As the light dimmed I could make the distinction that I was on the edge of a forest. In the distance I could see mountains and what looked like a mass of clouds. I looked to find myself fully clothed and wielding my custom M1911 in my right hand. I picked myself off the ground and quickly toppled over. “Bloody hell… how much did I drink last night?” I caught myself with a knee before I completely collided with the ground. “And where am I for that matter?” Seeing no point in holding the colt, I switched the safety on and slipped it into my pants pocket. I also realized that I had two spare magazines in my other pocket. I began to head to a small hill to get a better grasp of the surrounding area. Upon my arrival I could make out a village not far off from my position. Seeing no better options, I headed for the hamlet. “I must have taken too much off the top of that giggle water .” I hold my head as it felt closer to splitting, the nearer to the village I became. As I made it to the bridge to the small village, I could take the pain no longer and screamed at the top of my lungs. After the ordeal I collapsed to the ground flickering between consciousnesses. I heard steps from behind me and a soft voiced dame call out. “My goodness… Are you okay?” Then I was met with silence once more. ------------------------------------->: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ :<-------------------------------- I awoke to hear some dame talking to some one. “…Umm… are you… okay” Her voice is the berries that’s for sure. “Yeah I’m ducky aside from the slight throbbing in my head.” I give a small laugh which further incited pain. “…but…umm… you’re not a duck…” I should hope not. “Horse feathers , don’t tell me you’re not up with the times doll?” “…Um…sorry…I don’t… Get out much.” I began to wonder why I couldn’t open my eyes. “Hey doll, how come I can’t see?” I heard a clacking of steps that nearly sounded like a horses. “Well…umm… when I found you….you had a hole in your head….” What… “I had a hole in my head?” I had to repeat the sentence to grasp what had occurred. I felt there was a memory escaping me as to what caused the hole but could not salvage it. “…Yes…” “Well how long until I’m able to see again?” “…I’d say about a month or two… If... umm you don’t mind that is… I could try to…” I stopped her there. “Its fine doc, I’ll just sit here in the dark I suppose.” I heard the dame let out a small sigh. “That’s….good.” “What’s your name any way Doc?” “….Fluttershy…” Fluttershy? Eh whatever there are worse names, like Calhoun for example. “Well it’s nice to make your acquaintance Fluttershy.” I held out a hand before I felt something soft and furry meet it. “Uh… Doc I think I might have a bit of nerve damage… your hand feels… fluffy.” I immediately felt her pull it away. “Sorry…umm…what is your name...if you don’t mind telling me that is….” “Just call me Danny.” “Okay…Danny.” “So where am I exactly Fluttershy?” “In my home… outside of Ponyville…” Ponyville? She’s yanking me… “Okay… what country am I in? Cause I have a feeling I’m not in America anymore…” “You’re in Equestria… where’s…America?” My god… “It’s in the northern hemisphere on the West side of the Atlantic ocean.” “…Atlantic… Ocean?” Yup it’s official… I’m not on Earth anymore… “Don’t worry about it Fluttershy, I’ll get home eventually….” “…oh …well…um…okay…. If you need anything… just call my name.” “Sure thing Fluttershy…” With that I heard her walk off to somewhere else in her home. “Two months of sitting in complete darkness in an unknown country….Great.” I decided to go to sleep considering I could do nothing else… -------------------------------Equestria, April 16th, 1921. -------------------------- I woke up with a loud ringing in my ears, probably from that damnable ‘hole’ in my head. I also felt something small jumping on my chest. “Angel! Get off of Danny this instant...If that’s…okay I mean…” She is the exact opposite of assertive… “Who is Angel?” “He’s my bunny… he is not normally like this…he’s usually kind whenever anypony is over…” Anypony? “What do you mean anypony?” “Well… it’s a word used to group…” I decided to interrupt her there. “I’m sorry to interrupt, but what do you mean by pony?” “I’m sorry… I forgot you are not from here… most residents of Equestria are ponies.” “Ponies?” I asked again hoping to understand. “…Yes… Pegasi, Unicorns, and earth ponies to be exact…” No shit… “…and you are?” “I’m a Pegasus… but I don’t enjoy flying as much as being on the ground with my animal friends…” “So your hand was fluffy because you’re a pony…” “…Yes, I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner…” “Its alright… better I find out now instead of two months from now.” A world full of ponies…. This is going to be one hell of a caper…. AN: So this is my first HiE Fic, as well as my first fic with Fluttershy as a main character. Sorry if she seems a little OOC. At any rate thanks for reading and leave a comment on anything that you feel requires attention. -HR April 16th. Cont.------------Equestria, April 16th. 1921 Cont. -------------- “So Fluttershy, how did you find me anyways?” “Well… I was on my way into town to get some medicine for a small otter I found; the poor dear was so sick …then I um… heard you scream…” “I’m guessing that bridge led to Ponyville?” “…Yes… um… Danny? If you don’t mind me asking… What are you?” What? “I’m a human… Why? Are there not many of my kind here?” Please say there are… “Well… none that I know of…” Damn it… “Ah, applesauce…” “Um…I’m sorry?” “It’s an expletive just like horse feathers…” Should I be saying things like that? I mean they’re not curses but still… “Oh… that’s… actually quite rude…” “Sorry about that, whenever you find out you’re the only one of your kind you tend to lose sight of general mannerisms…” I could have said that a bit nicer… “I’m sorry; I didn’t mean to upset you!” “Hey you have nothing to be sorry about… It’s not like I ended up here because of you.” How did I end up here anyway? I searched my memories in an attempt to recount what event led me to awake in this so called ‘Equestria’. Let’s see… my name is Daniel Calhoun, I’m twenty-two, and my birth date is the… twenty-second of June. I…I…was a soldier… for the…United States… and… and…I…I…was… a factory worker for…Browning munitions... “Danny? Are you okay?” I shook my head as I reentered the present. “Huh? Yeah… I just lost myself for a moment…” My stomach decided this moment was as opportune as any. GRGRGRGGUUR “Uh… Sorry I guess I haven’t eaten since I got here.” I heard a small giggle come from the Pegasus. “Um… what do humans eat? If you don’t mind me asking… that is.” “Well humans are omnivorous, so anything really…” “Okay… give me a few minutes…Unless that’s too long for you…” Really? “That will be fine Fluttershy. And thank you.” ------------------------------------->: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ :<-------------------------------- After a few attempts at stomaching hay, which I had no idea what I was ingesting at the time, Fluttershy whipped up some form of soup for me. It was not particularly pleasing at first, as it left an unspeakable after taste, but after the third or fourth spoonful my taste buds had adapted to its unsavory disposition. It was tolerable but not quite enjoyable. I decided it was best to lie through my teeth than to upset the person…err pony, whom was currently caring for me from her own kindness. As the last of the half-delectable broth was finished I decided to ask Fluttershy something. “Was feeding it to me really necessary? I mean not that I’m not thankful for the help, but it damages the self-esteem a little…” “Sorry but you have to wait until you get better Danny… um if that’s okay…” “Alright… Hey do you think we could cut some slits in the bandaging so I may at least see?” “I suppose…” Good enough for me; I’ve been dying to see what this ‘Pegasus’ looks like! It took around twenty minutes to assure Fluttershy that I would be able to cut the slits myself. “Don’t worry Fluttershy.” “But what if you cut yourself? I’d never be able to forgive myself if that happens…” “If I accidentally cut myself how would it be your fault, because you gave me the knife?” She began to answer but I quickly hushed her. “Listen Fluttershy, how in the world would I cut myself with a plastic knife? The worst that could happen is I poke my eye; which wouldn’t be a problem for a caretaker such as you.” “Well…Okay… but be careful Danny…” “I promise I’ll be careful Fluttershy, now may I continue?” “…Yes…” Finally… With that I began to make, painstakingly slow, progress. After a minute or two my retinas were finally able to welcome the light; which resulted in a temporary blindness while my eyes adjusted. I blinked several times in an effort to aid the adjustment process. As I did the world around me began to focus, specifically the butter colored blob in front of me. A moment passed before I was able to make out a pink mane, as well as cerulean eyes but what surprised me the most was her… wings. As I looked the winged-pony over I was oblivious to all my senses, excluding sight of course… “Danny? Are you okay?” I shook my head to clear my thoughts. “Yeah I’m Jake at the moment… you really weren’t spouting bushwa about being a Pegasus...” “…Spouting bushwa?” She cocked her head as she said it… Adorable. “It means…” How can I explain it without sounding rude? “…Lying.” That works. “…Oh…” I was about to apologize for insinuating that she was a liar but there was a knock at the cottage door; as well as a voice to accompany it. “Hey Fluttershy! Open up!” That voice is none too pleasant… As Fluttershy turned to the cottage door I noticed a trio of butterflies imprinted on to her… thigh? What could be the purpose of such a marking… While I pondered the adornment I failed to notice Fluttershy had brought a guest into her abode. She was a cyan colored Pegasus with a mane that portrayed the entire visible spectrum of light. As I examined her I also noticed a similar image on her thigh as well. It was a cloud with a bolt of lightning that, just like her mane, was prismatic in appearance. “So Fluttershy, you want to watch me do some stunt flying? I have a new trick where…” I assume she halted her words due to the fact she noticed me lying upon the couch. “Uh… Fluttershy… What the hay is that?” She pointed a hoof at me as she asked the question. “Um…well…he’s a… human…” She began to hide behind her mane in an effort to escape the rainbow one’s glare. “What the hay is a human?” That is all I needed to hear to assure the rationalization that humans most likely don’t exist here… I guess I might as well introduce myself… “From what I can tell, my winged friend, is that in my existence my species is the equivalent of yours or vice versa.” She stared at me with an open jaw for a small eternity. “My name is Daniel by the way Ms…?” “Rainbow Dash! The fastest flier in Equestria, and future wonderbolt!” She then performed a few varieties of poses, from being in the air to balancing on her rear hooves. She is a gay one isn’t she? “Any friend of Fluttershy’s is a friend of mine.” She extended a hoof which I firmly grabbed and shook. “Hey Daniel, You want to come?” Before I could answer Fluttershy stepped in front of Rainbow and began to object to the idea. “Danny needs his rest Rainbow… I don’t think he is ready to get out and about just yet…” “Well that’s up to him isn’t it?” I wanted to state that I felt fine but decided to defer to Fluttershy’s judgment. “If Fluttershy says no, then I have to take her word for it Ms. Dash.” She then gave the equine equivalent of what I assumed to be a shrug. “Your loss, let’s go Fluttershy.” She bolted out of the cottage with a rainbow contrail in tow. Fluttershy looked back before exiting the house, I simply nodded and with that she left. The cottage grew languid with silence. I tested my footing before I attempted to stand, not wanting to fall and be turtle on the floor until the Pegasi came back. Once I determined I was able to keep balance; and seeing no better option, I began to search the room for any volume, tome, or book. To my fortune I found a rather large text about the founding of Equestria among all the sewing and animal care manuscripts. I was going to question the credibility of the author but decided not to judge a book by its cover… rather literally now that I think about it. “Let’s see what this ‘Pinkie Pie’ can tell me… AN: I'm quite sorry for taking so long on such a short chapter. I was at a Christmas party and ended up getting a little too smashed. Anyway this story will be filled with slang from the 1920's and meanings of words within the 1920's Ex. Gay meant happy or lively. Jake could mean great. Here's a link to the slang if you are confused about any and all slang. HERE. Also if anyone would care to give feedback on whether or not Fluttershy and Rainbow are out of character it would be appreciated. So thanks for reading. - HR April 17th.------------Equestria, April 17th. 1921. -------------- THUMP I awoke from my slumber to find that the cottage was inadvertently upside down. Around me I could see that most of the objects within the dwelling were fastened to the ceiling by intangible bonds. I rubbed my temples as I began to feel light headed. I also noticed an auburn blur start to travel across the ceiling; upon closer examination I realized that said blur was a fox, and that I was apparently lying inverted on the floor of the cottage. “Danny are you okay?!” I flipped over to face a voice I was becoming very familiar with. “Dandy as a dewdropper.” I rose to my feet eliciting a few audible pops from my spine as I stretched. “Are you sure? It sounded like you hit the floor awfully hard…” Fluttershy; always worried. “I’m sure…” Before I could finish my sentence I felt something brush my legs. As I looked down I noticed the fox pup staring up at me with a quizzical expression. I also noticed that she had a bandaged hind leg. “Where’d you find this little ankle biter?” “Well…” -------------------->: ~~Flashback to Rainbow’s Practice Session.~~ :<---------------------- “Your loss, let’s go Fluttershy.” Rainbow Dash then soared through the airspace outside my home. As I began to follow I looked back to Danny to which I received a nod. Reassured that he’d be okay I closed the door and followed the signature colors of a certain somepony. At the end of the rainbow-bricked road was none other than an annoyed looking Rainbow Dash; probably due to the fact that I decided to take my time and visit a patient… “Sheesh Fluttershy, Did you get lost on the way here?” Oh I knew I shouldn’t have gotten sidetracked… “I...um… stopped along the way to check up on that otter I took care of last week… I’m sorry.” She let out a sigh and landed next to me. I escaped eye contact by concealing myself behind my mane. “It’s alright, just try to be quick about it next time…okay?” I dared a peek from my cover and didn’t see the contempt I expected, but rather the warm and vibrant smile I admire. I admire a lot of things in Rainbow. Her boldness, her determination, her resilience, her confidence… If only I could have the courage she displays on a daily basis… “Okay.” “Good. Now watch this!” The multi-chromatic Pegasus lifted from the ground with a series thrusts from her wings. Each one causing her to ascend higher and more rapidly above the skyline surrounding Ponyville, before disappearing in the radiance of Celestia’s glow. For a moment all was silent… Then a stream of near sound-breaking air rushed past. As it continued the contrail following the lively mare began to pool around her. She was going to do it… The Sonic Rainboom… Just before the barricade of resonation was broken; Rainbow began revolving around a plot of land. She wasn’t going to attempt the Rainboom… She was doing something else. Mere seconds after she began a mottled funnel was rising into the air. Her contrail had infused with the rotating air causing a flecked tempest to spawn in her place. ------------------------------------->: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ :<-------------------------------- “Wait are you saying she made a Rainbow Twister?” “She prefers the name Tor-Rain-no but, yes.” “Okay I just wanted to get some clarification. Continue…” “As I was saying…” ------------------------------------->: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ :<-------------------------------- The Tor-Rain-no began to grow in size; nearly twice the height of my cottage. Rainbow was too engrossed in her display to realize she was beginning to uproot small plants in the gust’s vicinity. One of which nearly crashed into me. “Rainbow that’s…um…nice but can you please stop now?” “WHAT?” I should have guessed she wouldn’t hear me at the velocity she was moving. Before I could ask again; I witnessed an orange blur spinning around the vortex. If I didn’t know any better I’d say that it was howling… Wait… I do hear howling! “RAINBOW!!! STOP!!!” Thankfully the headstrong mare heard my plea and came hurdling out of the airstream she had created, which almost died down immediately. “What’s up Flu…” I ignored her and headed straight for the fetal ball of ginger fluff. Upon closer inspection it turned out to be a fox pup. “You poor little pup! Are you hurt?” I now took notice of the awkward angle its right hind leg was in. It was near completely shattered along the fibula, with hairline fractures across the tibia. Its heel and knee seem fine… “What the hay Fluttersh… Oh! What happened to that little guy?” Rainbow hovered over as I continued my inspection. Rainbow apparently hadn’t realized the lack of a penis when she assumed her gender. “SHE got sucked into your little stunt and was launched at a nearby tree. The poor dear…” Rainbow looked at the defunct leg and gasped. “I’m… I’m sorry Fluttershy…” I sighed inwardly. No matter what Rainbow does, I’ll always forgive her. “Thanks but I’m not the one you should be apologizing to.” I gingerly grasped the petite form and began to head back to my cottage with Rainbow Dash not far behind. Upon my entrance I found Danny asleep with a book covering his face, and Angel poking him with a ladle. Not wanting to delay, I placed the pup on a table and gathered the materials required to save the mangled leg. Rainbow stood in the doorway observing while I worked. After an immense amount of time, I was finished. The hind leg was splinted and bandaged, preventing more damage from occurring to the already decimated bones within. As I examined my craftsmareship, Rainbow hovered behind. “Is she going to be okay?” I turned to look at the mare. Regret filling her eyes. “She’ll be fine… her leg will heal up just fine as long as she gets her rest.” Rainbow’s entire disposition perked up when she registered the words. “Whew… That was a close one. I thought I would be responsible for crippling a small animal for the rest of its life.” I couldn’t help but smile at her concern for the small pup. -------------------->: ~~Back to the present~~ :<---------------------- “So, Rainbow sent her flying at a tree?” I honestly had a very hard time trying to contain the laughter brewing inside me. “In short… Yes.” “Well I’m glad she’s alright. It’d be shame for pretty little thing like her to be doomed with a limp for the rest of her days…” “Alright… I’m off to bed Danny. I would suggest you do the same… If you don’t mind me suggesting.” What? “Why are you going to sleep so early? I just woke up!” “Danny… It’s half past midnight… You slept all day.” I slept for 18 hours? That’s a new record… “Oh… well goodnight then Fluttershy. Sleep well.” “Thanks Danny, you too.” I waited until Fluttershy went to her room upstairs before I decided on what to do… What I decided was probably not my best Idea but I was going to follow through with it nonetheless… I’m going to go outside… Author's Note So I'm going to let you choose where Danny goes! The options are: The EverFree Forest, Sweet Apple Acres, or Ponyville Proper... Put your vote in the comments section. - HR Outside...Before I set out on my mischievous plot; I wanted to make sure Fluttershy was asleep. So I cracked open her door to find the timid Pegasus lying underneath her sheets. Assured that I would make it out the door I turned to the stairs. As I neared the bottom step I heard the door open behind me. Shit… To my surprise it wasn’t the Pegasus, but rather a small rodent whose name was inappropriate in most situations. Angel began to point at me then, I assume, Fluttershy and then signaled a thumb crossing over his throat. If I had to guess I would say that he was warning me to stay away. I raised my hands to both sides of my head and nodded. Satisfied, the small bunny hopped back into the room and closed the door. Was he implying I have a thing for Fluttershy? Or simply to stay away? The first I can only say that I’m not one for cross-species marital relations. The second, good luck with that. I doubt I could leave if I wanted to. As I closed the cottage door behind me I breathed in the crisp night air. It burned my lungs slightly; but the feeling was welcome. I noted that outside of the dwelling there was a path leading to what I assume to be Ponyville, an open field with a silo of some sorts off in the distance, and a forest to my right. Where to go first? As I was going to decide I heard a cry come from the forest. Without a second thought I withdrew my M1911, flipped off the safety and headed inside. Not one of my better judgments... ------------------------------------->: ~~30 minutes later~~ :<-------------------------------- I skulked through the brush making sure to keep as quiet as possible. After all, I’m sure I wouldn’t want to create a scene such as me pointing a gun at a mid-coital couple... Not long after the thought, I found a mare flying at an alarming rate. She and her pursuer didn’t notice me thankfully; but I noticed what was chasing her. It was… a chicken? No… It had a reptilian body… its something else. Unless chickens are defined by this here in Equestria? But why would she be running? It has to be something else. I heard the mare scream again; I wasted enough time, her life could be in danger. I bolted out of the brush to find said mare in a fetal position hiding, herself from its glare. I sighted the creature’s head and squeezed the trigger not once but twice. CRACK! CRACK! The sound echoed; sending reverberations throughout the wooden expanse. THUMP The creature hit the dirt spreading dust throughout the immediate area. I ejected the clip and counted the remaining rounds. 4 rounds and 2 magazines left… I’ll have to use them sparingly. I was so engrossed in my task that I didn’t even notice the gray Pegasus mare that was now staring at me. When I finally returned my attention to her I took note of her eyes. They were crossed… “I DON’T WANNA DIE!” She screamed out and caught me off guard making me jump and send a round flying at a nearby tree. The resulting dissonance silenced the forest. "For Christ's sake..." I slid the safety back on and holstered the weapon within my pants pocket. I then took a knee and began to speak to the frightened mare. “Please stop with the wails. I doubt it would do you much good anyway; we’re too far in the forest for even mortar fire to be heard outside its confines.” The mare then directed her eyes… I want to say at me. “Please… I don’t want to die! Mr. creepy forest thing!” Creepy forest thing… “Why would I harm you? I have no reason to. Besides, I doubt my current caretaker would approve of such an action. To think otherwise is baloney!” The mare was obviously taken back by my words as she just kept staring… near me. “W-well W-what are you G-going to do to M-me?” It’s obvious that she still thinks I’m a predator of this habitat. “Escort you back to your home if I can help it.” She gave a look of disbelief. “W-what?” “You live in Ponyville… right? If you’d like I can escort you back Ms..." I trailed off hoping she would take the hint. “D-ditzy… Ditzy Doo…” I extended my hand, slowly as to avoid another earful. “I’m Daniel Calhoun, call me Danny.” She warily met my hand and pulled it away immediately. “Shall we head on our way Ms. Doo?” I looked to her and received a nod ------------------------------------->:~~~~~~~~~~ :<-------------------------------- It didn’t take long for my companion to ease up at my presence. Even telling me about some of the adventures she’s been on. “…and Daring Do happened to be much shorter in person!” I gave her a half-smile; mostly due to the fact that I had no idea what so ever of who this ‘Daring Do’ was… “Sounds like you live a pretty exciting life Ms. Doo. I’d honestly imagine you to be more of a big shot with what’s happened to you.” As I finished the statement, dim light peered through a breakage within the foliage around us. I turned to the Pegasus and gave yet another smile. “It seems you were right Ms. Doo. I’m glad we went with your sense of direction instead of my own.” With that said we both darted for the sliver of luminosity, breaking through to the stretch of land that formed the area around Ponyville. As a matter of fact we were just outside of Ponyville; it wasn’t but a five minute trek away. “Thanks for saving me from that Cockatrice Daniel…” I was about to give her the genuine ‘your welcome’ but she seized me in a hug. And before I could rationalize what happened… She was gone. What a strange mare… I decided that going into Ponyville by myself was probably not the best course of action; especially at night. But I did chance a peek into the town from just outside its borders. It seemed that there was a fire recently as scorch marks decorated the hamlet. Seeing enough to establish that my nightly arrival would probably only cause civil unrest; I began to head back to Fluttershy’s cottage. Not long after I embarked to the homestead; I noticed the silo from earlier to my right. As well as burned trees... Was there a mass fire recently…? No, that wouldn’t explain the unscathed terrain between Ponyville and this…farm? I began to head towards the dilapidating building but I felt a force tugging at the back of my mind. It was a thought but it felt alien in nature, as if it wasn’t my own. No… It repeatedly rang through my head as I looked at the charred remains of the plantation. Sensing the prominence in the situation I decided to leave the smoldered site for something more peaceful. ------------------------------------->:~~~~~~~~~~ :<-------------------------------- Peaceful was just the word to describe it. I found a small inlet to the river spanning around Ponyville, just about midway between Fluttershy’s cottage and the damaged farmstead. The light reflected from the moon displayed its refracted parallel over the water, seeming eternal. The silence gave me relaxation but even more of an opportunity to ponder on my situation. Equestria… Hell of a lot different then Albany, that’s for damn sure. I wonder what Wilson’s doing right now… Probably playing the act of an Ethel to get some nookie from the dames... that cheeky bastard. The thought of Wilson also made me realize I was the only known human in Equestria. The only human… I need to find a way back to Albany, but what’s there for me? Some rundown apartment and unemployment, how grand that’ll be… “What’s this…?” I felt something in the pocket opposite of the colt. When I withdrew it, a smile came to my face. It was a gift I got from Wilson awhile back. I gave it an experimental blow to see if it was still intact. I was rewarded with the melancholic sound I so enjoyed. What the hell. I’ll play it, its not like anyone’s around anyways… With that I began to create the melodic sound of an aging instrument. "What are you?" I stopped playing to look at the stallion that had just happened to be passing by. Shit... I dropped my harmonica... Author's Note I know I know... harmonicas. I detest the instrument. And the only reason, the only Celestia-damned reason, was for kicks. Also in the instance I have to write something completely terrible that happens to Danny. I'll have a reason to. Fuck harmonicas. And Danny is way better than the guy in that video. but then again fuck Danny, he plays the harmonica. I'll stick to this thank you very much. Oh and go visit this AWESOME PIECE OF LITERATURE if you get a chance. Singed...I crouched down and retrieved my harmonica before diverting my attention to the stallion addressing me. “What are you?” After brushing off my trusty instrument I deposited it within my pocket and turned to face this stallion. Upon doing so I noticed he was covered in scars; the cause of which looked as though they might have been burns. I also realized I hadn’t answered his question. “I suppose you’ve never seen a human before? Its fair enough I suppose, as I hear humans are not a common sight in Equestria... Oh and my name is Daniel.” The stallion then looked me over before speaking. “You’re far from the strangest thing I’ve ever seen… What are you doing out here anyway?” Before answering I examined him once more. He had a burgundy mane and tail which were a bit scraggly looking but somehow seemed to fit him just fine. He also was adorned with a scarf… or the charred remains of one rather, said scarf was covering his neck and acting like a makeshift hood. “I needed time to think. You?” Think… I’ve done quite little thinking since I’ve been here. “Couldn’t sleep and I needed to clear my head.” This stallion then sat on his haunches, but kept his distance from me. “I had my fill of sleeping; near 18 hours worth. I doubt I could fall asleep if I tried.” I lie back against a tree stump and retrieve the handgun from my pocket. It’s been nearly a week since I last cleaned it… “What is that thing?” I turned to him to see his head cocked, much like the others before him. “It’s my colt,” Upon saying that I confused the thing even more. “Or rather my M1911, it is a handgun.” “Oh… What is a ‘handgun’?” I forgot Equestria hasn’t developed firearms… “Imagine… a small bit of metal that goes the speed of an arrow tenfold. This device, known as a handgun, fires said small bit,” I released the magazine from the death dealer and presented it to him. “It can hold up to 7 of them in this thing here called a magazine, or clip if you’re feeling a bit politically incorrect. Each one of these small metal bits is called a bullet; they vary in effectiveness from power and quality, but each one will usually kill you dead.” After finishing the statement I began to disassemble the M1911 for cleaning. “What is it you’re doing now?” He’s awfully curious… “Cleaning it; if left unchecked it can suffer irreparable damage… Who are you anyway? I mean here I was lecturing you about firearms and their respective maintenance and I don’t even know your name…” “It’s Lathyrus.” “So do you live in Ponyville or are you just visiting?” “I guess you could say I’m visiting…” You and me both… “Hey do you know what happened to the town? It seems like there was a fire recently...” “Sorry… I just got here.” “I guess you wouldn’t know what happened to that farm then either?” “No.” “Oh well I’m sure I’ll find out eventually… Hey can you hold this for one moment?” He gave me a dead pan look before lifting his hooves. “Actually I think I can get it…” ------------------------------------->: ~~Back at Fluttershy’s~~ :<-------------------------------- I climbed out of my whicker prison and continued down the stairs of the kind one’s lair. As I made my way to the containers wherein sustenance was kept I noticed a lack of the bipedal monstrosity. I shrugged off the concern and had hope that it would run off for whence it came. I scaled the wooden crag which held the relief for my gullet. In doing so I failed to recall the foul beast that guarded the treasures within. It had a coat stricken sanguine from the obvious amounts of prey to fall before, as well as eyes that pierced the night. Its howl was the nightmare of my kin; haunting my kind for generations. As I stared into the abyssal glare of the brutish creature I could see the blaze within, filled with animosity and hunger. I grabbed my trusty bludgeon and charged at the monster… ------------------------------------->: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ :<-------------------------------- CRANG “MEEP!” I bolted upright in my bed to the cacophony of crashing pots and shattering plates. Among the dissonance I could make out the whining of a kit. I darted out the door and down the stairs to find out what was happening. As I rounded the corner I found Angel chasing the fox kit with the same soup ladle he used to beat Danny. “Angel! Stop that this instant!” The command fell on deaf ears as Angel continued his pursuit of the cub. “Angel!” My voice was lost in the surrounding ruckus once more. Angel had somehow launched himself onto the muzzle of the kit and was, amazingly, keeping his balance while he looked the poor thing dead in its eye. “ANGEL!” At that moment, it seemed as though all of Equis stood still. The situation that was developing between the kit and one detestable bunny was quickly extinguished. Angel and the kit shared a quick glance before turning back to the usually meek pegasus. “I’m sorry Angel, but you have to be nice to our new friend… Chasing him with a ladle is no way to act. Thankfully you didn’t wake Danny… wait… Where is Danny?” ------------------------------------->: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ :<-------------------------------- The moon’s presence began to falter as its height reduced; signaling the approaching dawn. I sat there conversing with Lathyrus for most of the night; discussing topics ranging from societal norms, where I was from, what I did, even what Earth was like... all of which I could barely recall. It was a fruitful conversation, as I learned more from him then that book ‘How Equestria Was Made’. If I ever meet that ‘Pinkie Pie’ character I’m going to have to have a word with her about staying on topic and title choice. “So Equestria is ruled with a totalitarian-monarchal leadership?” “In short… yes. While the government itself is tolerable; the two leading it are so far upon their pedestal they oversight many of the problems throughout the country. The self-righteous harlots... They're no better than the abominations that they derive from." “Interesting…” before we could continue the discussion there was a soft-spoken yet audible voice coming from afar. “Danny…” Is that Fluttershy? “Did you hear that?” Lathyrus asked as he scanned the immediate area for the source. “That would be the one who nursed the wound to my head. I sort of snuck out while she was asleep.” Right after the end of my statement Fluttershy took notice of me and began to gallop towards me. Also I could make out a faint statement come from somewhere else... it sounded like it said 'damnable pegasi'. “Danny! There you are… Don’t you ever run-off like that again! I was so worried…” She trailed off as she looked around. “What were you doing out here all alone?” What? I looked around for Lathyrus but it seemed as though he had vanished into thin air. “I needed some fresh air and time to think. Sorry for not leaving a note.” “Well as long as you’re sorry. Um… I think we should head back home… if you’re okay with it that is…” “Alright then, lead the way.” As we began to make our way back to the familiar cottage I glanced back to the hill top. Was he real? Author's Note So yeah, Lathyrus is best pony. and I think I found a pretty good theme song for the story... Also if you would perhaps like to learn a bit more about the estranged pony click HERE. Crossing Eyes & Crossing PathsI struggled to stand to my feet, wavering slightly as I went. Once I righted myself I focused my attention towards the grey Pegasus... and her accomplice who was flying away. "Danny I'm so glad you're okay, I thought I hurt you! You aren't hurt are you?" Ms.Doo then proceeded to prod me in several places with her hoof until she was assured I was fine. "Might I ask what the bloody fuck happened? I was thinking on what to do when I heard someone scream 'Look out!' and the next thing I know I'm on the ground with my chest feeling like its ablaze and you staring at me. And who was your friend there?" "It's not important what happened Danny only that everypony is ok. And that was Cloud Kicker I was able to get her to shoot some lightning at you..." Are you serious.... They knock me unconscious.... Then shoot lightning at me? If I ever need care I'm going to Fluttershy indefinitely. "Next time can you go get Fluttershy if something happens to me? You're amazing when it comes to your kind I'm sure but she seems to have a bit more experience tailored to my needs... and... are... Are you even listening to me?" I waved a hand in front of her face for a good minute to confirm my suspicion. "Huh...? Oh sorry Danny I sort of lost myself for a moment... You were saying?" I swear if these ponies weren't so kind I'd have killed myself by now. "Never mind Ms. Doo... I'm just going to go back to the cottage an-" "Wait!" What the devil? "Would you like me to show you around? I mean you've never actually been introduced to Ponyville have you?" She wants to show me around town? Why not? Better to scare the populace now and be done with it. "Alright lead the way." "Yes!... Follow me!" With that she began to trot on the path to Ponyville proper. Before I set off after her, I inspected my person noting that I had lost my harmonica and that there was a burn across my chest about 6 inches in diameter. It is quite amazing that the pain caused by it subsided... then again I'm probably suffering from massive nerve damage. Who uses lightning to wrench a person from an unconscious state? I began to shake my head as the last of my thoughts processed. Not even to mention they burnt a hole through the only shirt I have... "Danny? Are you coming?" "Hold your horses... I'm right behind you." Did I really just say that? --->: /)(\ :<--- So as my tour of Ponyville began it turned out the first stop was the farm I had come across last night. It didn't look any better in the daylight... nearly everything had been burned... the only exception was the area surrounding the barn. Ms. Doo had called it "Sweet Apple Acres". It has been owned by the Apple family since Ponyville originated, and remains to this day. "So do you know what happened here Ms. Doo?" "Sorry to say it but I don't. I was in Cloudsdale at the time on a delivery... It's such a shame too. The Apple family would go out of their way to help anypony..." Does anypony know? Sheesh these ponies are rubbing off on me... Further upon the path, we came to the edge of Ponyville. It was a much different sight from before. The ponies were out and lively despite the recent terror that plagued them. Even some of the scorch marks were beginning to disappear. It was surprising to see a community come together and... "MONSTER!" ...and crucify me before I set foot in their town... Well honestly I should have expected it. "Calm down he's not a monster! He's my new pet!" What? I turn to Ms. Doo to find her winking and mouthing the words 'Play along'. I sigh and droop my head, hoping that this couldn't get any more awkward. "Oh. Sorry for the mistake Ditzy." The entire collection of Ponyville accepted that as an answer... has... has Ms. Doo done something like this before? "Come on Danny I'll show you Sugar Cube Corner!" This is going to be a long day... --->: /)(\ :<--- Hansel and Gretel... When we arrived at Sugar Cube Corner the fable of 'Hansel and Gretel' came to mind as the entire establishment was made to look... confectionary. Icing, candy canes, gumdrops... the only thing it lacked was a taste for human flesh. As we entered the sweet structure, the Ponies inside didn't even cast a glance towards us. Too busy with their socializing I suppose. Ms. Doo went to the counter and waved me over. I sluggishly followed her command. "This is Sugar Cube Corner! The Cakes own and run it with help from Pinkie Pie. You can find any type of baked good here! Muffins, cupcakes, turnovers, cookies, even pies! They can all be found here!" Turnovers eh? If I wasn't sure they used a different currency here I might be tempted to try one... "Well hello dearie! Who is your friend here?" I must admit... this is a nice change of pace from being called 'Mr. Creepy forest thing'. "Hi Mrs. Cake! This is Danny. Danny this is Mrs. Cake." "It is a pleasure to meet you Mrs. Cake." "Look at that! He can talk and he's well-mannered! Quite a catch Ditzy." She gave a small snicker and a wink to Ms. Doo. As she left I let my mind wander, focusing on recent events. Mainly to that... thing that manifested itself within my subconscious. How did it know my name? Where did it come from? What was it? Be patient Mr. Calhoun, the answers will come to you in time. "Danny?" I shake my head to clear my thoughts before registering that Ms. Doo had said my name. "I'm sorry?" "I asked if you had wanted anything to eat while we're here." "I could go for a turnover, sure..." --->: /)(\ :<--- As we left Sugar Cube Corner, I wondered if I truly was going insane... What with the voice in my head, hallucinations, and the fever dream from before it seemed like a likely possibility. Honestly, I'm surprised it didn't happen sooner... Actually... maybe it did. I mean here I am stuck in a world full of ponies... And I can't even remember how I got here. I mean if I'm insane I might as well enjoy it... Right? Throughout the next few hours; Ms. Doo ushered me around the town. From the Town Hall, to Carousel Boutique. to Golden Oaks Library. It was quite pleasant once I came to terms with my shattered mind. Even the slight drizzle that had started couldn't kill my mood. "Well Danny, that's Ponyville! I hope you enjoyed your tour and choose Doo services for all your needs!" She gave a small giggle as we began to return to the cottage. "Ms. Doo, may I call you Ditzy? I appreciate you going out of your way for me today, and If I can ever repay... What the..." By now Fluttershy's cottage was in view, but what raised my suspicion would have to be the two mares outside the door. One was a light gray with an admirably kept indigo mane. The other was pink coated, raspberry maned and... playing...a...harmonica... Why are they waiting at Fluttershy's door? Maybe they're Jehovah's Witnesses? What? The voice offered no response to my question. "Ditzy... Do you know who those two are? Over in front of Fluttershy's home?" "That's Rarity and Pinkie Pie; two of Fluttershy's friends. Rarity is the owner of Carousel Boutique, and Pinkie helps run Sugar Cube Corner." One moment... "Did you say Pinkie Pie?" "Yes...why?" "No reason..." Wanted to even out the wordcount... Author's Note My laptop died while I was writing this so I had to rewrite from memory. Sorry for the short chapter, but what can you do when you forget to ctrl+S? Thanks for reading. -HR. Why have you not read this dude's stuff yet? What Are Friends For?"Fluttershy, darling, may we please come inside? It simply cannot be good for you to dwell upon this..." "Come on Fluttershy! That guy was just a big meanie, you know nothing he said was true!" Did something happen to Fluttershy? As I finished my thought the rain began to pick up, which caused the ivory mare to let out a wail of sorrow as the downpour dampened her mane. "Pinkie! Would you kindly be a dear and keep trying to comfort Fluttershy? I must find some cover from this insufferable rain!" "Okie Dokie Lokie!" She gave off a crisp salute before resuming to play my harmonica. The ivory one began to trot towards Ditzy and myself, actually bumping into me. She turned her head from 'Pinkie' and looked up at me. "Hi there." I gave a small wave as I spoke. Her eyes widened as she looked me over, then turned to Ditzy and simply shook her head. "If you'll excuse me I must be going..." With that said I stepped to the side and let her pass, after her departure I faced Ditzy and decided to ask her something. "So do you bring strange creatures to Ponyville often?" She grinned and nodded. "Well then... You said this was Pinkie Pie correct?" "Yup!" Hmm well before I bring up why I loathe that bubbly mare I should probably see what's troubling Fluttershy. I walked along the path up to the cottage door, all the while Pinkie was playing my harmonica. Once I was within arms length of the wooden barrier I knocked twice before announcing myself. "Fluttershy, it's Danny, are you alright? Did something happen?" It was completely silent as far as I could hear. No sobbing, no cries... Just... Nothing. I tested the door to find it opened rather easily... "Its unlocked..." I turned to Pinkie and repeated myself. "Its unlocked." She stopped playing my harmonica and looked at me just as everypony else had when they met me. After an awkward silence she cleared her throat and spoke. "Even if its unlocked you don't just barge into ponies' homes silly! That's just rude!" These ponies... I... I'm going to need a drink after all this... "Well then... Ditzy, would you wait out here for a moment? I think it would be best if I went in alone..." She stood there for a moment. rubbing a hoof against her neck before finally responding. "Well Okay if you think that's best..." With that said and done, I proceeded through the door and look around. It seemed as if the air was opaque with the lack of lighting in the home. I stood in place trying to let my eyes adjust to the scarce illumination that was present, pondering what could drive Fluttershy to such sorrow. What was it Pinkie said as I walked up... Something about a 'meanie'. After my eyesight had resurfaced I looked around the ground floor of the cottage for the butter colored Pegasus, but to no avail. I did however find the kit nestling in a small crevice... gnawing on a white rabbit's foot. I sighed and walked away from the kit to the stairway. On top of whatever had her upset in the first place, now Angel's gone... how unfortunate. Although I can't say I will miss the little bugger, Fluttershy doesn't need that right now. As I ascended the stairs I couldn't help but feel like something was not as it seemed, nonetheless I shrugged it off... for Fluttershy's sake. I came upon the door to her room, put my ear to the door and listened... Just like before there was no sound, or indication that anyone was even inside the place. If she isn't here where would she be? Hoping for the best I pressed onward; opening the door and peering inside. To say the sight was a relief would be a complete understatement. Fluttershy was lying upon her bed. Asleep. Meanwhile in Canterlot... "See Bon Bon? It wasn't that bad, my parents love you!" "Yes well, We shall see how you feel when you meet my parents." Invisible to all but Lyra, an image appeared in the sky. A biped was displayed in all its glory as a subconscious message was conveyed to her. "Bon Bon... We need to get back to Ponyville." "Why? What's the hurry?" "They've come at last..." Back in Ponyville... I sat in the darkness of the cottage, watching my caretaker slumber. As I sat I began to wonder what happened... until the presence announced its arrival once more. Oh Danny Boy... The pipes are calling. That's how it goes correct? No matter, I've had quite a bit of fun with your memories and what not. Why me? Why must you haunt me? Oh I manifest everywhere and in everything. Don't be so conceited Daniel... And like that the presence left once again, but not without leaving images within my head. With each closing of my eyes, a new image would replace the previous and they would grow more vivid. It seemed to be the inside of an outhouse or rather a barn due to its size. Within said structure Fluttershy and five others encircled... a blur. It seemed vaguely familiar in its color scheme; an off shade of brown and tan was the best I could tell from beyond the blur. As well as it's voice, though distorted it sparked a search of my memories for its source. While I was trying to find what stirred my mind, Fluttershy began to move in on the blur gazing at it intensely. Within the blink of an eye, Fluttershy was upon the ground sobbing heavily. I sat silent as it transpired, but began to creep my way toward the prone form. I reached out to her in an attempt to comfort her. I felt her coat in my palm for but a second before she, and everything around us, burst into flames. I was petrified; forced to watch her coat give way to searing flesh. The smell was of both scorched hair and singed flesh. Yet despite all that was being portrayed, I felt nothing of the flames that surrounded my body. I did nothing to stop them. The last thing I heard was the presence's voice before falling into the void. Ashes to ashes and dust to dust... "..." "Danny? Are you okay?" The Void... "The horror! The horror!" I awoke to the screams of Ponyville, and flames sweeping through... wherever I was. From what I could tell I was no longer in the barn, if I had to guess I would say it was a dilapidated Sugar Cube Corner. As I looked I couldn't seem to find my body... I had apparently manifested as the flames that singed so much of the town not so long ago. The next few events were, even with my situation, unbelievable... As I continued to inspect my ethereal form, a wall crashed. Behind it was a... If I didn't know any better I'd say a griffon. It had a scar that ran from its left cheek (I believe this to be the proper term) to its right, It also wore a tattered scarf. I recalled seeing that scarf somewhere else... "Wysteria!" What in the hell was that?!? It was a voice louder than anything I have ever heard. The earth shook as it boomed. But wondering to what being it belonged frightened me...although I didn't have to wonder for very long. Soon after the initial 'boom' something large landed outside of the building. As I sat motionless in my ghostly form, the being passed by a window allowing me to catch a glimpse of what it was... A dragon... With a crimson hide, and a pair of contradicting sky blue eyes, the giant paced about outside. "Wisteria! Do you not see the path you are condemning us to take? Discord is not to be trusted!" "Discord would seem a sight better than you Vendium! I don't see him trying to gut me!" Is this really what destroyed the town? A quarrel between a griffon and a dragon? Suddenly, the dragon (Vendium I take it.) sent a volley of flame towards the avian. Had the avian (Wisteria I assume.) not anticipated this action he might have fallen prey to the blazing embrace. Wisteria launched into the air above the building, with Vendium in his wake. The two soared above the town in a game of cat and mouse, destroying many of the buildings that were unscathed by the flames. Wisteria was just fast enough to escape most of Vendium's attacks; changing direction mid-flight to throw off the larger of the two. The downfall of Wisteria's tactic was that he would never deviate from a pattern... a pattern that Vendium no doubt noticed. Just as the griffon was about to repeat his evasive maneuver, Vendium perked his head up and peered toward the outskirts of Ponyville. The same direction of the former Sweet Apple Acres... Wisteria, staying true to the pattern he created, attempted to change directions, only to catch a blow from Vendium's tail. The force of the strike sent him hurling toward the ground at such a velocity that some of the nearby windows had given way to the impact. After Wisteria's fall to the earth, Vendium took off for the smoke rising from the farmstead. "RUN VENDIUM! GO TO YOUR SELF PROCLAIMED SON, BUT KNOW THIS! YOU SHALL PAY FOR THIS! YOU AND......" The last of his words faded into the vast void, as did all sound. The cacophony of the town was silenced, allowing events to play forward without an audible crutch. The griffon clambered his way back to the crater from which he arose, and attempted to grasp something. After a few moments of disorientated misses, he deemed to leave whatever it was within the crater. Most likely because of the approaching guards. With a strenuous burst of his wings he plunged into the air once more, beginning to fade into the night. Not long after a mare passed through. A coat of shaded orange, mane and tail of gold, and emerald eyes glistening in the dark of the night. She kept galloping, not slowing down for anything in her path, eventually meeting the ground in its full embrace. As she fell into Wisteria's crater, she hesitated to rise, seeming to wait to resuscitate her composure. Struggling to her feet she glanced down and noticed something. It was a small cloth of sorts, burns and tears mottling its form. She stared at the garment, examining it for reason's unknown. Then a face of rage masked her previous depression, coercing her anger into stomping on the ill-adornment. Each stamp of the hoof seemed more wretched than the last, until she finally began to tire. The sound began to resurface. First, the screams... Next, the crackle of the flames... And finally, the words of those around. From the sobbing of the mare, to the call of a saccharine laced voice... "Applejack!" The voice emanated through the dilapidated village, marking its presence with a luminous display. The light blinded me but for a moment. My sight was lost just as my hearing was seconds ago. "Applejack." Though my vision was gone, the images of those speaking began to display into my mind. "Are you okay...?" It was... Fluttershy. "Holy moly! That was brighter than the sun! I don't think the Princess would like having competition." Pinkie... "Applejack! How can you lie in that filthy trench!?" Rarity I presume... Before more could be said, the fire I possessed was snuffed out, cutting ties to the vision. The void grasped me and I receded into nothing. Author's Note So... yeah. That's that. Keep it Pony! -HR Handle with careThe next morning came not long after Fluttershy and I had walked back to her cottage. The ever-present sun sending rays throughout Equestria. As I took notice of it, I thought back to the conversation I had with Lathyrus. He said that Celestia, one of the two princess rulers, had direct control of the sun. While her sister, known as Luna, was in direct control of the moon. One could only imagine the power needed to do such acts as raising and lowering the stellar bodies... but then again I'll have to see it to believe they are capable of such a feat... Though, with the description of them that Lathyrus gave me, I doubt I could tolerate them for prolonged periods of time. After finishing our breakfast, which included the same broth from before, Fluttershy was collected by another mare for a meeting of some sort. With the wave of my hand she left the cottage to me. But of course, I could only take so much of the insufferable stillness that manifested the empty abode... Not to mention the pain in the ass bunny inside. "Put that ladle down you sorry excuse for a sewer rat!" That little rodent, if he keeps coming at me with that thing I'll stuff him down the nearest john... Wanting to get away from the furred devil, I left the cottage. Anything was better than spending another minute with the little bugger. As I departed I realised that the only people...err... Ponies. To see me were Fluttershy, Ditzy Doo, Rainbow Dash, and Lathyrus. Going directly into town would probably not be the best idea, perhaps I should... "LOOK OUT!" What...? THUD --->: /)(\ :<--- Am I awake? I try to open my eyes but find some unyielding force resisting my efforts. The area around me smells dank, and rotted with hints of feces. I can hear a cacophony of thunderous booms from overhead. I also hear a faint whistle intertwined with the marching of footsteps... I feel... as if I've been here before... "...Calhoun..." Calhoun...? That's... me. "Specialist Calhoun! Get your ass up!" My eyes dart open of their own accord; my body disobeying my every command. A sharp pain tore through my legs as I stood, leaving a numbing feeling in its place. As my sight adjusted, I found that I was in a dark tunnel of some sort. The walls and ceiling were supported by beams of rotted wood, the floor... or rather what I assumed to be the floor, was a slurry of mud, urine, and fecal matter from its indignant stench. There were also several crates filled with different ammunitions lining a corner, as well as several large trunks spaced throughout the, for lack of a better word, 'room'. "Calhoun, the Germans have arrived. We will need every man at the ready if we want to keep them from crossing through Belleau-Wood." As this man, a sergeant from the look of his insignia, finished his sentence we moved to the opening of the small crevice we were in. Upon our exit there was a deafening explosion to our left. I sat in a daze as my body played out actions in its own free will. I stood up and reached for the sergeant, as I was pulling him up the ringing in my ears subsided and I could make out the noises around me. Screams... Explosions... Gunfire... and the most prominent of all... The word "Clear!" being shouted, impossibly louder than everything else. Suddenly, I felt a searing pain over my entire body. And my vision failed once more... --->: /)A short while earlier...(\ :<--- I stepped into the office of one Post Haste to ascertain what ordeal I might go through to receive my weekly salary. In other words... "Good morning Mr. Haste! What do you have for me today?" "Eh...? Oh! Ditzy, there you are. I was just about to send somepony out to get you... Anyway your saddlebags are loaded with today's mail for Ponyville; same route as usual." He gave a light smirk as he finished. I began to strap into the twin satchels with the practiced fashion and ease of a professional postal worker. The load felt lighter this time around, definitely less cumbersome than some of the other deliveries I've had. Foremost being the piano from my earlier days in my career. That incident could have placed my employment on thin ice if Twilight Sparkle was not so forgiving. With my uniform adorned I began to set out to carry out the most perilous of tasks, the most dangerous quest in ages... I was going to deliver the mail. I took to the air, letting the wind conform to my frame and carry me to my first destination. Golden Oaks Library. As I approached the looming oaken structure, I could see its resident librarian starting to leave. I haven't spoken to Twilight for quite some time... perhaps I should catch up with her sometime soon. I descended towards the ground at my leisure, mostly due to the fact that I was ahead of schedule for once. I savored the feeling of relaxation as I fell towards the ground. For once in a great while, I felt at peace with myself... I felt as if the world revolved around me and I around it. A celestial dance for all eternity. Nothing could ruin this moment for me. Once I was close enough to my destination I pumped my wings breaking my velocity-fueled dive. As I touched down I deposited the letters and scrawls within the mail slot and took to the sky once more. Next stop Fluttershy's cottage. On my way to the secluded home, I looked out to the Everfree forest remembering the event that had occurred just last night. How I was saved from petrification by cockatrice. How Danny had saved me. How he treated me... I felt my cheek become wet as a stray tear escaped at the upbringing of others' insinuations and insults. How, due to my eyes, they felt I was lesser than them. How that due to my condition they ascertained I was not capable of rational thought, that I lacked common sense. And the hatred they had harbored to curse me with shunning discrimination... to imply that not only was I incapable of mental achievement but to outright alienate me for fear of stupidity. No.. I am by far the lesser of two evils in this situation... and only a handful of beings are able to come to this conclusion. Then the dam burst. The tears I withheld began to free fall from my eyes, blurring my already suffering vision. I quickly began to lose my composure and was sent spiraling towards a nearby structure. Outside of said structure was something or rather somepony vaguely familiar whom happened to be within my path of impact... "LOOK OUT" I screamed forth hoping to move the pony unfortunate enough to be the target of my descent. THUD As my body compressed against its unwilling counter-part, we were sent rolling. I had the good fortune to decelerate completely in my tumble, the other of the two was not so lucky. As they were sent rolling towards the tree line, which they promptly collided with. I sat there, prone and motionless for Celestia knows how long. Pondering whether or not I was injured or worse. After detecting the faint taste of copper within my mouth, I attempted to move one appendage at a time. Amazingly enough, I was completely unharmed save for few a scratches and a slight contusion on my leg. I rose to my feet easily enough and considering I happened to land in front of a mailbox I peered over it to look at the dwelling behind it. It was Fluttershy's home. I took the time to place her group of letters and magazines with in the reservoir and then hurried over to see who I might have injured during the crash. As I came closer I realized whom it was that I had sent lurching toward the wood work. None other than the kind soul to spare me from insults and belittlement. Danny Calhoun... --->: /)(\ :<--- Numb and cold... They could be the only words to describe what I felt. Just complete...nothingness. As I laid in the black void, I began to hear a faint cackle... or what I assume to have been one. It sounded harrowing and... distorted. Just the thought of it wracks my being with distraught discomfort. Even more so once I found its source... "You're finally waking up are you? Well up and at 'em Mr.Calhoun. We've got quite a number of topics to discuss." I was never known to have many fears, few knew of the phobias that rendered me useless. I could handle confined spaces, massive heights, complete darkness, even being within a submersible... but the...creature... that came to face me brought with it an array of terrors. It was a monstrosity in every sense of the word. Its entire being was composed of a multitude of animals, a gazelle, a lion, an avian, and a reptilian of some sort if I had to guess. The worst feat of this abhorrence incarnate... was the eyes... those eyes... they...they just... peer straight into you... undressing the flesh from your very bones... all the while their crimson and yellow clad gaze burn into your mind, tearing at it with sheer animosity. I...I still see them when I close my eyes... "You know Mr. Calhoun... I've watched you. I have seen your every action, heard every sentence, and read the thoughts that pass through your mind. And I feel as though I must say one thing... You interest me Mr. Calhoun. More so than anything that has gained my eye in the past thousand years...well I suppose that's not entirely true as there was my little protégé... nonetheless I'll have you know that I have my eyes on you... I hope you don't disappoint me with the antics you seem to be dragged into. Oh! Before you go... you might want to clench your teeth... You're about to be in a lot of pain." Before I could answer this... monstrosity. The searing pain from before reawakened, causing my entire body to spasm. During my torturous trance, light began to flood around me as well as another pair of eyes that, after the previous set, looked a sight more caring. The eyes were accompanied by a voice calling my name, it was saccharine as it sang "Danny!". I began to feel warm and... content as I felt this mysterious figure grab at me. By now the pain had stopped and my vision begun to clear and I came face to face with those eyes... Crossed as they may be... Author's Note I wanted to make this longer... I really did but something told me that this was the perfect stopping point. Oh well... I'll have a 4,000 word chapter eventually. Might as well throw the other 2,000 words I was going to put in here on the next one. *Shrug* Anyway tell me what you think in the comments or yell at me for not getting this up sooner in a PM so I can promptly ignore it. Love you guys.- HR P.S. Avoid food poisoning if you can. Just about had the worst week of my life because of it.
April 15th/16th.-------------------------------Albany, NY April 15th, 1921. -------------------------- “Another balled up day is over… good riddance.” I had reached the apartment complex which I took residence, and not a moment too soon. “That bird Wilson can beat his gums with the best of ‘em.” I spent my day off at a pub with a co-worker of mine; Wilson Ortega. I was a general foreman at the assembly line for Browning Munitions, as was Wilson. He invited me to a corner pub for a drink, somewhat of a lost cause due to the damnable prohibition movement occurring. Nonetheless I found myself in yet another situation where Wilson feared we would be laid off from the factory. After a few hours I was able to reassure the bimbo. With that we parted ways. I open the door to my small apartment, removing my work coat and hat as I enter. I set them upon the rack behind the door where they would wait until further needed. I fetched the mail from the floor and began to sort through the bills. Each one beginning with the same formalities. “Mr. Calhoun , Daniel C., Mr. D. Calhoun.” My surname brought dread to mind whenever I saw it. It wasn’t my real surname, but rather the surname of my adoptive parents. They were cruel and deserved their deaths, but even though they committed unspeakable torments upon me they were the only semblance of family I have ever known. I was orphaned as a child; my mother abandoned me upon a doorstep and my father was unknown. I am the child of a whore; and a bastard at that. I continued to flip through the postage until I noticed a letter penned by my supervisor at the factory where I work. Daniel, I regret to inform you that the government is shutting down the factory. They say that there is an ‘Unsafe environment for workers’. Until the situation in the factory is made to regulation we’re out of a job. The best we could do is transfer 200 of the assembly workers to the other factory in Manhattan. I’m sorry Daniel but you were not included in the transfer. I’m sorry Daniel I truly am. You can expect your severance package in the mail. Regretfully, Edward Vanhoft Sr. Floor manager. Browning munitions provider. “Damn it!” I throw the letter, envelope and all, at the wall. I walk to my den and collapse into the chair sobbing. My employment was all I had; soon I would be twenty-two and out on the streets once more. While the crash of the stock market caused all kinds of misfortune, it always seemed to affect me in some way. One would think that the Great War would end all the problems of the world. It only delayed more dire circumstances. I was pushed over the edge; I rose from the chair and walked to my bedroom. I considered writing a letter to explain the scene any whom found me would witness, but I quickly discarded the idea. I opened my nightstand drawer to find my handgun from my past military service. An all too familiar weapon; the single action, semi-automatic, magazine fed, recoil-operated handgun chambered for the .45 ACP cartridge which I ironically produced at the factory. Jonathan Browning created one hell of a firearm. I decided to have a final drink in his name for creating the weapon that would become a messenger of my demise. I withdrew a bottle of cinnamon apple wine vintage: 1892. I savored the taste of the wine as it slowly warmed my throat. The flavor of cinnamon and apples filled my taste buds while the scent engorged my nostrils. I emptied the bottle within a matter of minutes before setting it upon the counter. With that said and done I walked to the apartment window to get a final look at my home town. The memories… the hurt… I sighed as I began to load the M1911 . I don’t know why, but I also grabbed an additional two magazines for the handgun. I then held the colt to my head and pulled the trigger. And then there was no more… ------------------------------------->: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ :<-------------------------------- I opened my eyes and was taken aback by the brightness of the area around me. I blinked a few times to adjust my sight. As the light dimmed I could make the distinction that I was on the edge of a forest. In the distance I could see mountains and what looked like a mass of clouds. I looked to find myself fully clothed and wielding my custom M1911 in my right hand. I picked myself off the ground and quickly toppled over. “Bloody hell… how much did I drink last night?” I caught myself with a knee before I completely collided with the ground. “And where am I for that matter?” Seeing no point in holding the colt, I switched the safety on and slipped it into my pants pocket. I also realized that I had two spare magazines in my other pocket. I began to head to a small hill to get a better grasp of the surrounding area. Upon my arrival I could make out a village not far off from my position. Seeing no better options, I headed for the hamlet. “I must have taken too much off the top of that giggle water .” I hold my head as it felt closer to splitting, the nearer to the village I became. As I made it to the bridge to the small village, I could take the pain no longer and screamed at the top of my lungs. After the ordeal I collapsed to the ground flickering between consciousnesses. I heard steps from behind me and a soft voiced dame call out. “My goodness… Are you okay?” Then I was met with silence once more. ------------------------------------->: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ :<-------------------------------- I awoke to hear some dame talking to some one. “…Umm… are you… okay” Her voice is the berries that’s for sure. “Yeah I’m ducky aside from the slight throbbing in my head.” I give a small laugh which further incited pain. “…but…umm… you’re not a duck…” I should hope not. “Horse feathers , don’t tell me you’re not up with the times doll?” “…Um…sorry…I don’t… Get out much.” I began to wonder why I couldn’t open my eyes. “Hey doll, how come I can’t see?” I heard a clacking of steps that nearly sounded like a horses. “Well…umm… when I found you….you had a hole in your head….” What… “I had a hole in my head?” I had to repeat the sentence to grasp what had occurred. I felt there was a memory escaping me as to what caused the hole but could not salvage it. “…Yes…” “Well how long until I’m able to see again?” “…I’d say about a month or two… If... umm you don’t mind that is… I could try to…” I stopped her there. “Its fine doc, I’ll just sit here in the dark I suppose.” I heard the dame let out a small sigh. “That’s….good.” “What’s your name any way Doc?” “….Fluttershy…” Fluttershy? Eh whatever there are worse names, like Calhoun for example. “Well it’s nice to make your acquaintance Fluttershy.” I held out a hand before I felt something soft and furry meet it. “Uh… Doc I think I might have a bit of nerve damage… your hand feels… fluffy.” I immediately felt her pull it away. “Sorry…umm…what is your name...if you don’t mind telling me that is….” “Just call me Danny.” “Okay…Danny.” “So where am I exactly Fluttershy?” “In my home… outside of Ponyville…” Ponyville? She’s yanking me… “Okay… what country am I in? Cause I have a feeling I’m not in America anymore…” “You’re in Equestria… where’s…America?” My god… “It’s in the northern hemisphere on the West side of the Atlantic ocean.” “…Atlantic… Ocean?” Yup it’s official… I’m not on Earth anymore… “Don’t worry about it Fluttershy, I’ll get home eventually….” “…oh …well…um…okay…. If you need anything… just call my name.” “Sure thing Fluttershy…” With that I heard her walk off to somewhere else in her home. “Two months of sitting in complete darkness in an unknown country….Great.” I decided to go to sleep considering I could do nothing else… -------------------------------Equestria, April 16th, 1921. -------------------------- I woke up with a loud ringing in my ears, probably from that damnable ‘hole’ in my head. I also felt something small jumping on my chest. “Angel! Get off of Danny this instant...If that’s…okay I mean…” She is the exact opposite of assertive… “Who is Angel?” “He’s my bunny… he is not normally like this…he’s usually kind whenever anypony is over…” Anypony? “What do you mean anypony?” “Well… it’s a word used to group…” I decided to interrupt her there. “I’m sorry to interrupt, but what do you mean by pony?” “I’m sorry… I forgot you are not from here… most residents of Equestria are ponies.” “Ponies?” I asked again hoping to understand. “…Yes… Pegasi, Unicorns, and earth ponies to be exact…” No shit… “…and you are?” “I’m a Pegasus… but I don’t enjoy flying as much as being on the ground with my animal friends…” “So your hand was fluffy because you’re a pony…” “…Yes, I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner…” “Its alright… better I find out now instead of two months from now.” A world full of ponies…. This is going to be one hell of a caper…. AN: So this is my first HiE Fic, as well as my first fic with Fluttershy as a main character. Sorry if she seems a little OOC. At any rate thanks for reading and leave a comment on anything that you feel requires attention. -HR
April 16th. Cont.------------Equestria, April 16th. 1921 Cont. -------------- “So Fluttershy, how did you find me anyways?” “Well… I was on my way into town to get some medicine for a small otter I found; the poor dear was so sick …then I um… heard you scream…” “I’m guessing that bridge led to Ponyville?” “…Yes… um… Danny? If you don’t mind me asking… What are you?” What? “I’m a human… Why? Are there not many of my kind here?” Please say there are… “Well… none that I know of…” Damn it… “Ah, applesauce…” “Um…I’m sorry?” “It’s an expletive just like horse feathers…” Should I be saying things like that? I mean they’re not curses but still… “Oh… that’s… actually quite rude…” “Sorry about that, whenever you find out you’re the only one of your kind you tend to lose sight of general mannerisms…” I could have said that a bit nicer… “I’m sorry; I didn’t mean to upset you!” “Hey you have nothing to be sorry about… It’s not like I ended up here because of you.” How did I end up here anyway? I searched my memories in an attempt to recount what event led me to awake in this so called ‘Equestria’. Let’s see… my name is Daniel Calhoun, I’m twenty-two, and my birth date is the… twenty-second of June. I…I…was a soldier… for the…United States… and… and…I…I…was… a factory worker for…Browning munitions... “Danny? Are you okay?” I shook my head as I reentered the present. “Huh? Yeah… I just lost myself for a moment…” My stomach decided this moment was as opportune as any. GRGRGRGGUUR “Uh… Sorry I guess I haven’t eaten since I got here.” I heard a small giggle come from the Pegasus. “Um… what do humans eat? If you don’t mind me asking… that is.” “Well humans are omnivorous, so anything really…” “Okay… give me a few minutes…Unless that’s too long for you…” Really? “That will be fine Fluttershy. And thank you.” ------------------------------------->: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ :<-------------------------------- After a few attempts at stomaching hay, which I had no idea what I was ingesting at the time, Fluttershy whipped up some form of soup for me. It was not particularly pleasing at first, as it left an unspeakable after taste, but after the third or fourth spoonful my taste buds had adapted to its unsavory disposition. It was tolerable but not quite enjoyable. I decided it was best to lie through my teeth than to upset the person…err pony, whom was currently caring for me from her own kindness. As the last of the half-delectable broth was finished I decided to ask Fluttershy something. “Was feeding it to me really necessary? I mean not that I’m not thankful for the help, but it damages the self-esteem a little…” “Sorry but you have to wait until you get better Danny… um if that’s okay…” “Alright… Hey do you think we could cut some slits in the bandaging so I may at least see?” “I suppose…” Good enough for me; I’ve been dying to see what this ‘Pegasus’ looks like! It took around twenty minutes to assure Fluttershy that I would be able to cut the slits myself. “Don’t worry Fluttershy.” “But what if you cut yourself? I’d never be able to forgive myself if that happens…” “If I accidentally cut myself how would it be your fault, because you gave me the knife?” She began to answer but I quickly hushed her. “Listen Fluttershy, how in the world would I cut myself with a plastic knife? The worst that could happen is I poke my eye; which wouldn’t be a problem for a caretaker such as you.” “Well…Okay… but be careful Danny…” “I promise I’ll be careful Fluttershy, now may I continue?” “…Yes…” Finally… With that I began to make, painstakingly slow, progress. After a minute or two my retinas were finally able to welcome the light; which resulted in a temporary blindness while my eyes adjusted. I blinked several times in an effort to aid the adjustment process. As I did the world around me began to focus, specifically the butter colored blob in front of me. A moment passed before I was able to make out a pink mane, as well as cerulean eyes but what surprised me the most was her… wings. As I looked the winged-pony over I was oblivious to all my senses, excluding sight of course… “Danny? Are you okay?” I shook my head to clear my thoughts. “Yeah I’m Jake at the moment… you really weren’t spouting bushwa about being a Pegasus...” “…Spouting bushwa?” She cocked her head as she said it… Adorable. “It means…” How can I explain it without sounding rude? “…Lying.” That works. “…Oh…” I was about to apologize for insinuating that she was a liar but there was a knock at the cottage door; as well as a voice to accompany it. “Hey Fluttershy! Open up!” That voice is none too pleasant… As Fluttershy turned to the cottage door I noticed a trio of butterflies imprinted on to her… thigh? What could be the purpose of such a marking… While I pondered the adornment I failed to notice Fluttershy had brought a guest into her abode. She was a cyan colored Pegasus with a mane that portrayed the entire visible spectrum of light. As I examined her I also noticed a similar image on her thigh as well. It was a cloud with a bolt of lightning that, just like her mane, was prismatic in appearance. “So Fluttershy, you want to watch me do some stunt flying? I have a new trick where…” I assume she halted her words due to the fact she noticed me lying upon the couch. “Uh… Fluttershy… What the hay is that?” She pointed a hoof at me as she asked the question. “Um…well…he’s a… human…” She began to hide behind her mane in an effort to escape the rainbow one’s glare. “What the hay is a human?” That is all I needed to hear to assure the rationalization that humans most likely don’t exist here… I guess I might as well introduce myself… “From what I can tell, my winged friend, is that in my existence my species is the equivalent of yours or vice versa.” She stared at me with an open jaw for a small eternity. “My name is Daniel by the way Ms…?” “Rainbow Dash! The fastest flier in Equestria, and future wonderbolt!” She then performed a few varieties of poses, from being in the air to balancing on her rear hooves. She is a gay one isn’t she? “Any friend of Fluttershy’s is a friend of mine.” She extended a hoof which I firmly grabbed and shook. “Hey Daniel, You want to come?” Before I could answer Fluttershy stepped in front of Rainbow and began to object to the idea. “Danny needs his rest Rainbow… I don’t think he is ready to get out and about just yet…” “Well that’s up to him isn’t it?” I wanted to state that I felt fine but decided to defer to Fluttershy’s judgment. “If Fluttershy says no, then I have to take her word for it Ms. Dash.” She then gave the equine equivalent of what I assumed to be a shrug. “Your loss, let’s go Fluttershy.” She bolted out of the cottage with a rainbow contrail in tow. Fluttershy looked back before exiting the house, I simply nodded and with that she left. The cottage grew languid with silence. I tested my footing before I attempted to stand, not wanting to fall and be turtle on the floor until the Pegasi came back. Once I determined I was able to keep balance; and seeing no better option, I began to search the room for any volume, tome, or book. To my fortune I found a rather large text about the founding of Equestria among all the sewing and animal care manuscripts. I was going to question the credibility of the author but decided not to judge a book by its cover… rather literally now that I think about it. “Let’s see what this ‘Pinkie Pie’ can tell me… AN: I'm quite sorry for taking so long on such a short chapter. I was at a Christmas party and ended up getting a little too smashed. Anyway this story will be filled with slang from the 1920's and meanings of words within the 1920's Ex. Gay meant happy or lively. Jake could mean great. Here's a link to the slang if you are confused about any and all slang. HERE. Also if anyone would care to give feedback on whether or not Fluttershy and Rainbow are out of character it would be appreciated. So thanks for reading. - HR
April 17th.------------Equestria, April 17th. 1921. -------------- THUMP I awoke from my slumber to find that the cottage was inadvertently upside down. Around me I could see that most of the objects within the dwelling were fastened to the ceiling by intangible bonds. I rubbed my temples as I began to feel light headed. I also noticed an auburn blur start to travel across the ceiling; upon closer examination I realized that said blur was a fox, and that I was apparently lying inverted on the floor of the cottage. “Danny are you okay?!” I flipped over to face a voice I was becoming very familiar with. “Dandy as a dewdropper.” I rose to my feet eliciting a few audible pops from my spine as I stretched. “Are you sure? It sounded like you hit the floor awfully hard…” Fluttershy; always worried. “I’m sure…” Before I could finish my sentence I felt something brush my legs. As I looked down I noticed the fox pup staring up at me with a quizzical expression. I also noticed that she had a bandaged hind leg. “Where’d you find this little ankle biter?” “Well…” -------------------->: ~~Flashback to Rainbow’s Practice Session.~~ :<---------------------- “Your loss, let’s go Fluttershy.” Rainbow Dash then soared through the airspace outside my home. As I began to follow I looked back to Danny to which I received a nod. Reassured that he’d be okay I closed the door and followed the signature colors of a certain somepony. At the end of the rainbow-bricked road was none other than an annoyed looking Rainbow Dash; probably due to the fact that I decided to take my time and visit a patient… “Sheesh Fluttershy, Did you get lost on the way here?” Oh I knew I shouldn’t have gotten sidetracked… “I...um… stopped along the way to check up on that otter I took care of last week… I’m sorry.” She let out a sigh and landed next to me. I escaped eye contact by concealing myself behind my mane. “It’s alright, just try to be quick about it next time…okay?” I dared a peek from my cover and didn’t see the contempt I expected, but rather the warm and vibrant smile I admire. I admire a lot of things in Rainbow. Her boldness, her determination, her resilience, her confidence… If only I could have the courage she displays on a daily basis… “Okay.” “Good. Now watch this!” The multi-chromatic Pegasus lifted from the ground with a series thrusts from her wings. Each one causing her to ascend higher and more rapidly above the skyline surrounding Ponyville, before disappearing in the radiance of Celestia’s glow. For a moment all was silent… Then a stream of near sound-breaking air rushed past. As it continued the contrail following the lively mare began to pool around her. She was going to do it… The Sonic Rainboom… Just before the barricade of resonation was broken; Rainbow began revolving around a plot of land. She wasn’t going to attempt the Rainboom… She was doing something else. Mere seconds after she began a mottled funnel was rising into the air. Her contrail had infused with the rotating air causing a flecked tempest to spawn in her place. ------------------------------------->: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ :<-------------------------------- “Wait are you saying she made a Rainbow Twister?” “She prefers the name Tor-Rain-no but, yes.” “Okay I just wanted to get some clarification. Continue…” “As I was saying…” ------------------------------------->: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ :<-------------------------------- The Tor-Rain-no began to grow in size; nearly twice the height of my cottage. Rainbow was too engrossed in her display to realize she was beginning to uproot small plants in the gust’s vicinity. One of which nearly crashed into me. “Rainbow that’s…um…nice but can you please stop now?” “WHAT?” I should have guessed she wouldn’t hear me at the velocity she was moving. Before I could ask again; I witnessed an orange blur spinning around the vortex. If I didn’t know any better I’d say that it was howling… Wait… I do hear howling! “RAINBOW!!! STOP!!!” Thankfully the headstrong mare heard my plea and came hurdling out of the airstream she had created, which almost died down immediately. “What’s up Flu…” I ignored her and headed straight for the fetal ball of ginger fluff. Upon closer inspection it turned out to be a fox pup. “You poor little pup! Are you hurt?” I now took notice of the awkward angle its right hind leg was in. It was near completely shattered along the fibula, with hairline fractures across the tibia. Its heel and knee seem fine… “What the hay Fluttersh… Oh! What happened to that little guy?” Rainbow hovered over as I continued my inspection. Rainbow apparently hadn’t realized the lack of a penis when she assumed her gender. “SHE got sucked into your little stunt and was launched at a nearby tree. The poor dear…” Rainbow looked at the defunct leg and gasped. “I’m… I’m sorry Fluttershy…” I sighed inwardly. No matter what Rainbow does, I’ll always forgive her. “Thanks but I’m not the one you should be apologizing to.” I gingerly grasped the petite form and began to head back to my cottage with Rainbow Dash not far behind. Upon my entrance I found Danny asleep with a book covering his face, and Angel poking him with a ladle. Not wanting to delay, I placed the pup on a table and gathered the materials required to save the mangled leg. Rainbow stood in the doorway observing while I worked. After an immense amount of time, I was finished. The hind leg was splinted and bandaged, preventing more damage from occurring to the already decimated bones within. As I examined my craftsmareship, Rainbow hovered behind. “Is she going to be okay?” I turned to look at the mare. Regret filling her eyes. “She’ll be fine… her leg will heal up just fine as long as she gets her rest.” Rainbow’s entire disposition perked up when she registered the words. “Whew… That was a close one. I thought I would be responsible for crippling a small animal for the rest of its life.” I couldn’t help but smile at her concern for the small pup. -------------------->: ~~Back to the present~~ :<---------------------- “So, Rainbow sent her flying at a tree?” I honestly had a very hard time trying to contain the laughter brewing inside me. “In short… Yes.” “Well I’m glad she’s alright. It’d be shame for pretty little thing like her to be doomed with a limp for the rest of her days…” “Alright… I’m off to bed Danny. I would suggest you do the same… If you don’t mind me suggesting.” What? “Why are you going to sleep so early? I just woke up!” “Danny… It’s half past midnight… You slept all day.” I slept for 18 hours? That’s a new record… “Oh… well goodnight then Fluttershy. Sleep well.” “Thanks Danny, you too.” I waited until Fluttershy went to her room upstairs before I decided on what to do… What I decided was probably not my best Idea but I was going to follow through with it nonetheless… I’m going to go outside… Author's Note So I'm going to let you choose where Danny goes! The options are: The EverFree Forest, Sweet Apple Acres, or Ponyville Proper... Put your vote in the comments section. - HR
Outside...Before I set out on my mischievous plot; I wanted to make sure Fluttershy was asleep. So I cracked open her door to find the timid Pegasus lying underneath her sheets. Assured that I would make it out the door I turned to the stairs. As I neared the bottom step I heard the door open behind me. Shit… To my surprise it wasn’t the Pegasus, but rather a small rodent whose name was inappropriate in most situations. Angel began to point at me then, I assume, Fluttershy and then signaled a thumb crossing over his throat. If I had to guess I would say that he was warning me to stay away. I raised my hands to both sides of my head and nodded. Satisfied, the small bunny hopped back into the room and closed the door. Was he implying I have a thing for Fluttershy? Or simply to stay away? The first I can only say that I’m not one for cross-species marital relations. The second, good luck with that. I doubt I could leave if I wanted to. As I closed the cottage door behind me I breathed in the crisp night air. It burned my lungs slightly; but the feeling was welcome. I noted that outside of the dwelling there was a path leading to what I assume to be Ponyville, an open field with a silo of some sorts off in the distance, and a forest to my right. Where to go first? As I was going to decide I heard a cry come from the forest. Without a second thought I withdrew my M1911, flipped off the safety and headed inside. Not one of my better judgments... ------------------------------------->: ~~30 minutes later~~ :<-------------------------------- I skulked through the brush making sure to keep as quiet as possible. After all, I’m sure I wouldn’t want to create a scene such as me pointing a gun at a mid-coital couple... Not long after the thought, I found a mare flying at an alarming rate. She and her pursuer didn’t notice me thankfully; but I noticed what was chasing her. It was… a chicken? No… It had a reptilian body… its something else. Unless chickens are defined by this here in Equestria? But why would she be running? It has to be something else. I heard the mare scream again; I wasted enough time, her life could be in danger. I bolted out of the brush to find said mare in a fetal position hiding, herself from its glare. I sighted the creature’s head and squeezed the trigger not once but twice. CRACK! CRACK! The sound echoed; sending reverberations throughout the wooden expanse. THUMP The creature hit the dirt spreading dust throughout the immediate area. I ejected the clip and counted the remaining rounds. 4 rounds and 2 magazines left… I’ll have to use them sparingly. I was so engrossed in my task that I didn’t even notice the gray Pegasus mare that was now staring at me. When I finally returned my attention to her I took note of her eyes. They were crossed… “I DON’T WANNA DIE!” She screamed out and caught me off guard making me jump and send a round flying at a nearby tree. The resulting dissonance silenced the forest. "For Christ's sake..." I slid the safety back on and holstered the weapon within my pants pocket. I then took a knee and began to speak to the frightened mare. “Please stop with the wails. I doubt it would do you much good anyway; we’re too far in the forest for even mortar fire to be heard outside its confines.” The mare then directed her eyes… I want to say at me. “Please… I don’t want to die! Mr. creepy forest thing!” Creepy forest thing… “Why would I harm you? I have no reason to. Besides, I doubt my current caretaker would approve of such an action. To think otherwise is baloney!” The mare was obviously taken back by my words as she just kept staring… near me. “W-well W-what are you G-going to do to M-me?” It’s obvious that she still thinks I’m a predator of this habitat. “Escort you back to your home if I can help it.” She gave a look of disbelief. “W-what?” “You live in Ponyville… right? If you’d like I can escort you back Ms..." I trailed off hoping she would take the hint. “D-ditzy… Ditzy Doo…” I extended my hand, slowly as to avoid another earful. “I’m Daniel Calhoun, call me Danny.” She warily met my hand and pulled it away immediately. “Shall we head on our way Ms. Doo?” I looked to her and received a nod ------------------------------------->:~~~~~~~~~~ :<-------------------------------- It didn’t take long for my companion to ease up at my presence. Even telling me about some of the adventures she’s been on. “…and Daring Do happened to be much shorter in person!” I gave her a half-smile; mostly due to the fact that I had no idea what so ever of who this ‘Daring Do’ was… “Sounds like you live a pretty exciting life Ms. Doo. I’d honestly imagine you to be more of a big shot with what’s happened to you.” As I finished the statement, dim light peered through a breakage within the foliage around us. I turned to the Pegasus and gave yet another smile. “It seems you were right Ms. Doo. I’m glad we went with your sense of direction instead of my own.” With that said we both darted for the sliver of luminosity, breaking through to the stretch of land that formed the area around Ponyville. As a matter of fact we were just outside of Ponyville; it wasn’t but a five minute trek away. “Thanks for saving me from that Cockatrice Daniel…” I was about to give her the genuine ‘your welcome’ but she seized me in a hug. And before I could rationalize what happened… She was gone. What a strange mare… I decided that going into Ponyville by myself was probably not the best course of action; especially at night. But I did chance a peek into the town from just outside its borders. It seemed that there was a fire recently as scorch marks decorated the hamlet. Seeing enough to establish that my nightly arrival would probably only cause civil unrest; I began to head back to Fluttershy’s cottage. Not long after I embarked to the homestead; I noticed the silo from earlier to my right. As well as burned trees... Was there a mass fire recently…? No, that wouldn’t explain the unscathed terrain between Ponyville and this…farm? I began to head towards the dilapidating building but I felt a force tugging at the back of my mind. It was a thought but it felt alien in nature, as if it wasn’t my own. No… It repeatedly rang through my head as I looked at the charred remains of the plantation. Sensing the prominence in the situation I decided to leave the smoldered site for something more peaceful. ------------------------------------->:~~~~~~~~~~ :<-------------------------------- Peaceful was just the word to describe it. I found a small inlet to the river spanning around Ponyville, just about midway between Fluttershy’s cottage and the damaged farmstead. The light reflected from the moon displayed its refracted parallel over the water, seeming eternal. The silence gave me relaxation but even more of an opportunity to ponder on my situation. Equestria… Hell of a lot different then Albany, that’s for damn sure. I wonder what Wilson’s doing right now… Probably playing the act of an Ethel to get some nookie from the dames... that cheeky bastard. The thought of Wilson also made me realize I was the only known human in Equestria. The only human… I need to find a way back to Albany, but what’s there for me? Some rundown apartment and unemployment, how grand that’ll be… “What’s this…?” I felt something in the pocket opposite of the colt. When I withdrew it, a smile came to my face. It was a gift I got from Wilson awhile back. I gave it an experimental blow to see if it was still intact. I was rewarded with the melancholic sound I so enjoyed. What the hell. I’ll play it, its not like anyone’s around anyways… With that I began to create the melodic sound of an aging instrument. "What are you?" I stopped playing to look at the stallion that had just happened to be passing by. Shit... I dropped my harmonica... Author's Note I know I know... harmonicas. I detest the instrument. And the only reason, the only Celestia-damned reason, was for kicks. Also in the instance I have to write something completely terrible that happens to Danny. I'll have a reason to. Fuck harmonicas. And Danny is way better than the guy in that video. but then again fuck Danny, he plays the harmonica. I'll stick to this thank you very much. Oh and go visit this AWESOME PIECE OF LITERATURE if you get a chance.
Singed...I crouched down and retrieved my harmonica before diverting my attention to the stallion addressing me. “What are you?” After brushing off my trusty instrument I deposited it within my pocket and turned to face this stallion. Upon doing so I noticed he was covered in scars; the cause of which looked as though they might have been burns. I also realized I hadn’t answered his question. “I suppose you’ve never seen a human before? Its fair enough I suppose, as I hear humans are not a common sight in Equestria... Oh and my name is Daniel.” The stallion then looked me over before speaking. “You’re far from the strangest thing I’ve ever seen… What are you doing out here anyway?” Before answering I examined him once more. He had a burgundy mane and tail which were a bit scraggly looking but somehow seemed to fit him just fine. He also was adorned with a scarf… or the charred remains of one rather, said scarf was covering his neck and acting like a makeshift hood. “I needed time to think. You?” Think… I’ve done quite little thinking since I’ve been here. “Couldn’t sleep and I needed to clear my head.” This stallion then sat on his haunches, but kept his distance from me. “I had my fill of sleeping; near 18 hours worth. I doubt I could fall asleep if I tried.” I lie back against a tree stump and retrieve the handgun from my pocket. It’s been nearly a week since I last cleaned it… “What is that thing?” I turned to him to see his head cocked, much like the others before him. “It’s my colt,” Upon saying that I confused the thing even more. “Or rather my M1911, it is a handgun.” “Oh… What is a ‘handgun’?” I forgot Equestria hasn’t developed firearms… “Imagine… a small bit of metal that goes the speed of an arrow tenfold. This device, known as a handgun, fires said small bit,” I released the magazine from the death dealer and presented it to him. “It can hold up to 7 of them in this thing here called a magazine, or clip if you’re feeling a bit politically incorrect. Each one of these small metal bits is called a bullet; they vary in effectiveness from power and quality, but each one will usually kill you dead.” After finishing the statement I began to disassemble the M1911 for cleaning. “What is it you’re doing now?” He’s awfully curious… “Cleaning it; if left unchecked it can suffer irreparable damage… Who are you anyway? I mean here I was lecturing you about firearms and their respective maintenance and I don’t even know your name…” “It’s Lathyrus.” “So do you live in Ponyville or are you just visiting?” “I guess you could say I’m visiting…” You and me both… “Hey do you know what happened to the town? It seems like there was a fire recently...” “Sorry… I just got here.” “I guess you wouldn’t know what happened to that farm then either?” “No.” “Oh well I’m sure I’ll find out eventually… Hey can you hold this for one moment?” He gave me a dead pan look before lifting his hooves. “Actually I think I can get it…” ------------------------------------->: ~~Back at Fluttershy’s~~ :<-------------------------------- I climbed out of my whicker prison and continued down the stairs of the kind one’s lair. As I made my way to the containers wherein sustenance was kept I noticed a lack of the bipedal monstrosity. I shrugged off the concern and had hope that it would run off for whence it came. I scaled the wooden crag which held the relief for my gullet. In doing so I failed to recall the foul beast that guarded the treasures within. It had a coat stricken sanguine from the obvious amounts of prey to fall before, as well as eyes that pierced the night. Its howl was the nightmare of my kin; haunting my kind for generations. As I stared into the abyssal glare of the brutish creature I could see the blaze within, filled with animosity and hunger. I grabbed my trusty bludgeon and charged at the monster… ------------------------------------->: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ :<-------------------------------- CRANG “MEEP!” I bolted upright in my bed to the cacophony of crashing pots and shattering plates. Among the dissonance I could make out the whining of a kit. I darted out the door and down the stairs to find out what was happening. As I rounded the corner I found Angel chasing the fox kit with the same soup ladle he used to beat Danny. “Angel! Stop that this instant!” The command fell on deaf ears as Angel continued his pursuit of the cub. “Angel!” My voice was lost in the surrounding ruckus once more. Angel had somehow launched himself onto the muzzle of the kit and was, amazingly, keeping his balance while he looked the poor thing dead in its eye. “ANGEL!” At that moment, it seemed as though all of Equis stood still. The situation that was developing between the kit and one detestable bunny was quickly extinguished. Angel and the kit shared a quick glance before turning back to the usually meek pegasus. “I’m sorry Angel, but you have to be nice to our new friend… Chasing him with a ladle is no way to act. Thankfully you didn’t wake Danny… wait… Where is Danny?” ------------------------------------->: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ :<-------------------------------- The moon’s presence began to falter as its height reduced; signaling the approaching dawn. I sat there conversing with Lathyrus for most of the night; discussing topics ranging from societal norms, where I was from, what I did, even what Earth was like... all of which I could barely recall. It was a fruitful conversation, as I learned more from him then that book ‘How Equestria Was Made’. If I ever meet that ‘Pinkie Pie’ character I’m going to have to have a word with her about staying on topic and title choice. “So Equestria is ruled with a totalitarian-monarchal leadership?” “In short… yes. While the government itself is tolerable; the two leading it are so far upon their pedestal they oversight many of the problems throughout the country. The self-righteous harlots... They're no better than the abominations that they derive from." “Interesting…” before we could continue the discussion there was a soft-spoken yet audible voice coming from afar. “Danny…” Is that Fluttershy? “Did you hear that?” Lathyrus asked as he scanned the immediate area for the source. “That would be the one who nursed the wound to my head. I sort of snuck out while she was asleep.” Right after the end of my statement Fluttershy took notice of me and began to gallop towards me. Also I could make out a faint statement come from somewhere else... it sounded like it said 'damnable pegasi'. “Danny! There you are… Don’t you ever run-off like that again! I was so worried…” She trailed off as she looked around. “What were you doing out here all alone?” What? I looked around for Lathyrus but it seemed as though he had vanished into thin air. “I needed some fresh air and time to think. Sorry for not leaving a note.” “Well as long as you’re sorry. Um… I think we should head back home… if you’re okay with it that is…” “Alright then, lead the way.” As we began to make our way back to the familiar cottage I glanced back to the hill top. Was he real? Author's Note So yeah, Lathyrus is best pony. and I think I found a pretty good theme song for the story... Also if you would perhaps like to learn a bit more about the estranged pony click HERE.
Crossing Eyes & Crossing PathsI struggled to stand to my feet, wavering slightly as I went. Once I righted myself I focused my attention towards the grey Pegasus... and her accomplice who was flying away. "Danny I'm so glad you're okay, I thought I hurt you! You aren't hurt are you?" Ms.Doo then proceeded to prod me in several places with her hoof until she was assured I was fine. "Might I ask what the bloody fuck happened? I was thinking on what to do when I heard someone scream 'Look out!' and the next thing I know I'm on the ground with my chest feeling like its ablaze and you staring at me. And who was your friend there?" "It's not important what happened Danny only that everypony is ok. And that was Cloud Kicker I was able to get her to shoot some lightning at you..." Are you serious.... They knock me unconscious.... Then shoot lightning at me? If I ever need care I'm going to Fluttershy indefinitely. "Next time can you go get Fluttershy if something happens to me? You're amazing when it comes to your kind I'm sure but she seems to have a bit more experience tailored to my needs... and... are... Are you even listening to me?" I waved a hand in front of her face for a good minute to confirm my suspicion. "Huh...? Oh sorry Danny I sort of lost myself for a moment... You were saying?" I swear if these ponies weren't so kind I'd have killed myself by now. "Never mind Ms. Doo... I'm just going to go back to the cottage an-" "Wait!" What the devil? "Would you like me to show you around? I mean you've never actually been introduced to Ponyville have you?" She wants to show me around town? Why not? Better to scare the populace now and be done with it. "Alright lead the way." "Yes!... Follow me!" With that she began to trot on the path to Ponyville proper. Before I set off after her, I inspected my person noting that I had lost my harmonica and that there was a burn across my chest about 6 inches in diameter. It is quite amazing that the pain caused by it subsided... then again I'm probably suffering from massive nerve damage. Who uses lightning to wrench a person from an unconscious state? I began to shake my head as the last of my thoughts processed. Not even to mention they burnt a hole through the only shirt I have... "Danny? Are you coming?" "Hold your horses... I'm right behind you." Did I really just say that? --->: /)(\ :<--- So as my tour of Ponyville began it turned out the first stop was the farm I had come across last night. It didn't look any better in the daylight... nearly everything had been burned... the only exception was the area surrounding the barn. Ms. Doo had called it "Sweet Apple Acres". It has been owned by the Apple family since Ponyville originated, and remains to this day. "So do you know what happened here Ms. Doo?" "Sorry to say it but I don't. I was in Cloudsdale at the time on a delivery... It's such a shame too. The Apple family would go out of their way to help anypony..." Does anypony know? Sheesh these ponies are rubbing off on me... Further upon the path, we came to the edge of Ponyville. It was a much different sight from before. The ponies were out and lively despite the recent terror that plagued them. Even some of the scorch marks were beginning to disappear. It was surprising to see a community come together and... "MONSTER!" ...and crucify me before I set foot in their town... Well honestly I should have expected it. "Calm down he's not a monster! He's my new pet!" What? I turn to Ms. Doo to find her winking and mouthing the words 'Play along'. I sigh and droop my head, hoping that this couldn't get any more awkward. "Oh. Sorry for the mistake Ditzy." The entire collection of Ponyville accepted that as an answer... has... has Ms. Doo done something like this before? "Come on Danny I'll show you Sugar Cube Corner!" This is going to be a long day... --->: /)(\ :<--- Hansel and Gretel... When we arrived at Sugar Cube Corner the fable of 'Hansel and Gretel' came to mind as the entire establishment was made to look... confectionary. Icing, candy canes, gumdrops... the only thing it lacked was a taste for human flesh. As we entered the sweet structure, the Ponies inside didn't even cast a glance towards us. Too busy with their socializing I suppose. Ms. Doo went to the counter and waved me over. I sluggishly followed her command. "This is Sugar Cube Corner! The Cakes own and run it with help from Pinkie Pie. You can find any type of baked good here! Muffins, cupcakes, turnovers, cookies, even pies! They can all be found here!" Turnovers eh? If I wasn't sure they used a different currency here I might be tempted to try one... "Well hello dearie! Who is your friend here?" I must admit... this is a nice change of pace from being called 'Mr. Creepy forest thing'. "Hi Mrs. Cake! This is Danny. Danny this is Mrs. Cake." "It is a pleasure to meet you Mrs. Cake." "Look at that! He can talk and he's well-mannered! Quite a catch Ditzy." She gave a small snicker and a wink to Ms. Doo. As she left I let my mind wander, focusing on recent events. Mainly to that... thing that manifested itself within my subconscious. How did it know my name? Where did it come from? What was it? Be patient Mr. Calhoun, the answers will come to you in time. "Danny?" I shake my head to clear my thoughts before registering that Ms. Doo had said my name. "I'm sorry?" "I asked if you had wanted anything to eat while we're here." "I could go for a turnover, sure..." --->: /)(\ :<--- As we left Sugar Cube Corner, I wondered if I truly was going insane... What with the voice in my head, hallucinations, and the fever dream from before it seemed like a likely possibility. Honestly, I'm surprised it didn't happen sooner... Actually... maybe it did. I mean here I am stuck in a world full of ponies... And I can't even remember how I got here. I mean if I'm insane I might as well enjoy it... Right? Throughout the next few hours; Ms. Doo ushered me around the town. From the Town Hall, to Carousel Boutique. to Golden Oaks Library. It was quite pleasant once I came to terms with my shattered mind. Even the slight drizzle that had started couldn't kill my mood. "Well Danny, that's Ponyville! I hope you enjoyed your tour and choose Doo services for all your needs!" She gave a small giggle as we began to return to the cottage. "Ms. Doo, may I call you Ditzy? I appreciate you going out of your way for me today, and If I can ever repay... What the..." By now Fluttershy's cottage was in view, but what raised my suspicion would have to be the two mares outside the door. One was a light gray with an admirably kept indigo mane. The other was pink coated, raspberry maned and... playing...a...harmonica... Why are they waiting at Fluttershy's door? Maybe they're Jehovah's Witnesses? What? The voice offered no response to my question. "Ditzy... Do you know who those two are? Over in front of Fluttershy's home?" "That's Rarity and Pinkie Pie; two of Fluttershy's friends. Rarity is the owner of Carousel Boutique, and Pinkie helps run Sugar Cube Corner." One moment... "Did you say Pinkie Pie?" "Yes...why?" "No reason..." Wanted to even out the wordcount... Author's Note My laptop died while I was writing this so I had to rewrite from memory. Sorry for the short chapter, but what can you do when you forget to ctrl+S? Thanks for reading. -HR. Why have you not read this dude's stuff yet?
What Are Friends For?"Fluttershy, darling, may we please come inside? It simply cannot be good for you to dwell upon this..." "Come on Fluttershy! That guy was just a big meanie, you know nothing he said was true!" Did something happen to Fluttershy? As I finished my thought the rain began to pick up, which caused the ivory mare to let out a wail of sorrow as the downpour dampened her mane. "Pinkie! Would you kindly be a dear and keep trying to comfort Fluttershy? I must find some cover from this insufferable rain!" "Okie Dokie Lokie!" She gave off a crisp salute before resuming to play my harmonica. The ivory one began to trot towards Ditzy and myself, actually bumping into me. She turned her head from 'Pinkie' and looked up at me. "Hi there." I gave a small wave as I spoke. Her eyes widened as she looked me over, then turned to Ditzy and simply shook her head. "If you'll excuse me I must be going..." With that said I stepped to the side and let her pass, after her departure I faced Ditzy and decided to ask her something. "So do you bring strange creatures to Ponyville often?" She grinned and nodded. "Well then... You said this was Pinkie Pie correct?" "Yup!" Hmm well before I bring up why I loathe that bubbly mare I should probably see what's troubling Fluttershy. I walked along the path up to the cottage door, all the while Pinkie was playing my harmonica. Once I was within arms length of the wooden barrier I knocked twice before announcing myself. "Fluttershy, it's Danny, are you alright? Did something happen?" It was completely silent as far as I could hear. No sobbing, no cries... Just... Nothing. I tested the door to find it opened rather easily... "Its unlocked..." I turned to Pinkie and repeated myself. "Its unlocked." She stopped playing my harmonica and looked at me just as everypony else had when they met me. After an awkward silence she cleared her throat and spoke. "Even if its unlocked you don't just barge into ponies' homes silly! That's just rude!" These ponies... I... I'm going to need a drink after all this... "Well then... Ditzy, would you wait out here for a moment? I think it would be best if I went in alone..." She stood there for a moment. rubbing a hoof against her neck before finally responding. "Well Okay if you think that's best..." With that said and done, I proceeded through the door and look around. It seemed as if the air was opaque with the lack of lighting in the home. I stood in place trying to let my eyes adjust to the scarce illumination that was present, pondering what could drive Fluttershy to such sorrow. What was it Pinkie said as I walked up... Something about a 'meanie'. After my eyesight had resurfaced I looked around the ground floor of the cottage for the butter colored Pegasus, but to no avail. I did however find the kit nestling in a small crevice... gnawing on a white rabbit's foot. I sighed and walked away from the kit to the stairway. On top of whatever had her upset in the first place, now Angel's gone... how unfortunate. Although I can't say I will miss the little bugger, Fluttershy doesn't need that right now. As I ascended the stairs I couldn't help but feel like something was not as it seemed, nonetheless I shrugged it off... for Fluttershy's sake. I came upon the door to her room, put my ear to the door and listened... Just like before there was no sound, or indication that anyone was even inside the place. If she isn't here where would she be? Hoping for the best I pressed onward; opening the door and peering inside. To say the sight was a relief would be a complete understatement. Fluttershy was lying upon her bed. Asleep. Meanwhile in Canterlot... "See Bon Bon? It wasn't that bad, my parents love you!" "Yes well, We shall see how you feel when you meet my parents." Invisible to all but Lyra, an image appeared in the sky. A biped was displayed in all its glory as a subconscious message was conveyed to her. "Bon Bon... We need to get back to Ponyville." "Why? What's the hurry?" "They've come at last..." Back in Ponyville... I sat in the darkness of the cottage, watching my caretaker slumber. As I sat I began to wonder what happened... until the presence announced its arrival once more. Oh Danny Boy... The pipes are calling. That's how it goes correct? No matter, I've had quite a bit of fun with your memories and what not. Why me? Why must you haunt me? Oh I manifest everywhere and in everything. Don't be so conceited Daniel... And like that the presence left once again, but not without leaving images within my head. With each closing of my eyes, a new image would replace the previous and they would grow more vivid. It seemed to be the inside of an outhouse or rather a barn due to its size. Within said structure Fluttershy and five others encircled... a blur. It seemed vaguely familiar in its color scheme; an off shade of brown and tan was the best I could tell from beyond the blur. As well as it's voice, though distorted it sparked a search of my memories for its source. While I was trying to find what stirred my mind, Fluttershy began to move in on the blur gazing at it intensely. Within the blink of an eye, Fluttershy was upon the ground sobbing heavily. I sat silent as it transpired, but began to creep my way toward the prone form. I reached out to her in an attempt to comfort her. I felt her coat in my palm for but a second before she, and everything around us, burst into flames. I was petrified; forced to watch her coat give way to searing flesh. The smell was of both scorched hair and singed flesh. Yet despite all that was being portrayed, I felt nothing of the flames that surrounded my body. I did nothing to stop them. The last thing I heard was the presence's voice before falling into the void. Ashes to ashes and dust to dust... "..." "Danny? Are you okay?" The Void... "The horror! The horror!" I awoke to the screams of Ponyville, and flames sweeping through... wherever I was. From what I could tell I was no longer in the barn, if I had to guess I would say it was a dilapidated Sugar Cube Corner. As I looked I couldn't seem to find my body... I had apparently manifested as the flames that singed so much of the town not so long ago. The next few events were, even with my situation, unbelievable... As I continued to inspect my ethereal form, a wall crashed. Behind it was a... If I didn't know any better I'd say a griffon. It had a scar that ran from its left cheek (I believe this to be the proper term) to its right, It also wore a tattered scarf. I recalled seeing that scarf somewhere else... "Wysteria!" What in the hell was that?!? It was a voice louder than anything I have ever heard. The earth shook as it boomed. But wondering to what being it belonged frightened me...although I didn't have to wonder for very long. Soon after the initial 'boom' something large landed outside of the building. As I sat motionless in my ghostly form, the being passed by a window allowing me to catch a glimpse of what it was... A dragon... With a crimson hide, and a pair of contradicting sky blue eyes, the giant paced about outside. "Wisteria! Do you not see the path you are condemning us to take? Discord is not to be trusted!" "Discord would seem a sight better than you Vendium! I don't see him trying to gut me!" Is this really what destroyed the town? A quarrel between a griffon and a dragon? Suddenly, the dragon (Vendium I take it.) sent a volley of flame towards the avian. Had the avian (Wisteria I assume.) not anticipated this action he might have fallen prey to the blazing embrace. Wisteria launched into the air above the building, with Vendium in his wake. The two soared above the town in a game of cat and mouse, destroying many of the buildings that were unscathed by the flames. Wisteria was just fast enough to escape most of Vendium's attacks; changing direction mid-flight to throw off the larger of the two. The downfall of Wisteria's tactic was that he would never deviate from a pattern... a pattern that Vendium no doubt noticed. Just as the griffon was about to repeat his evasive maneuver, Vendium perked his head up and peered toward the outskirts of Ponyville. The same direction of the former Sweet Apple Acres... Wisteria, staying true to the pattern he created, attempted to change directions, only to catch a blow from Vendium's tail. The force of the strike sent him hurling toward the ground at such a velocity that some of the nearby windows had given way to the impact. After Wisteria's fall to the earth, Vendium took off for the smoke rising from the farmstead. "RUN VENDIUM! GO TO YOUR SELF PROCLAIMED SON, BUT KNOW THIS! YOU SHALL PAY FOR THIS! YOU AND......" The last of his words faded into the vast void, as did all sound. The cacophony of the town was silenced, allowing events to play forward without an audible crutch. The griffon clambered his way back to the crater from which he arose, and attempted to grasp something. After a few moments of disorientated misses, he deemed to leave whatever it was within the crater. Most likely because of the approaching guards. With a strenuous burst of his wings he plunged into the air once more, beginning to fade into the night. Not long after a mare passed through. A coat of shaded orange, mane and tail of gold, and emerald eyes glistening in the dark of the night. She kept galloping, not slowing down for anything in her path, eventually meeting the ground in its full embrace. As she fell into Wisteria's crater, she hesitated to rise, seeming to wait to resuscitate her composure. Struggling to her feet she glanced down and noticed something. It was a small cloth of sorts, burns and tears mottling its form. She stared at the garment, examining it for reason's unknown. Then a face of rage masked her previous depression, coercing her anger into stomping on the ill-adornment. Each stamp of the hoof seemed more wretched than the last, until she finally began to tire. The sound began to resurface. First, the screams... Next, the crackle of the flames... And finally, the words of those around. From the sobbing of the mare, to the call of a saccharine laced voice... "Applejack!" The voice emanated through the dilapidated village, marking its presence with a luminous display. The light blinded me but for a moment. My sight was lost just as my hearing was seconds ago. "Applejack." Though my vision was gone, the images of those speaking began to display into my mind. "Are you okay...?" It was... Fluttershy. "Holy moly! That was brighter than the sun! I don't think the Princess would like having competition." Pinkie... "Applejack! How can you lie in that filthy trench!?" Rarity I presume... Before more could be said, the fire I possessed was snuffed out, cutting ties to the vision. The void grasped me and I receded into nothing. Author's Note So... yeah. That's that. Keep it Pony! -HR
Handle with careThe next morning came not long after Fluttershy and I had walked back to her cottage. The ever-present sun sending rays throughout Equestria. As I took notice of it, I thought back to the conversation I had with Lathyrus. He said that Celestia, one of the two princess rulers, had direct control of the sun. While her sister, known as Luna, was in direct control of the moon. One could only imagine the power needed to do such acts as raising and lowering the stellar bodies... but then again I'll have to see it to believe they are capable of such a feat... Though, with the description of them that Lathyrus gave me, I doubt I could tolerate them for prolonged periods of time. After finishing our breakfast, which included the same broth from before, Fluttershy was collected by another mare for a meeting of some sort. With the wave of my hand she left the cottage to me. But of course, I could only take so much of the insufferable stillness that manifested the empty abode... Not to mention the pain in the ass bunny inside. "Put that ladle down you sorry excuse for a sewer rat!" That little rodent, if he keeps coming at me with that thing I'll stuff him down the nearest john... Wanting to get away from the furred devil, I left the cottage. Anything was better than spending another minute with the little bugger. As I departed I realised that the only people...err... Ponies. To see me were Fluttershy, Ditzy Doo, Rainbow Dash, and Lathyrus. Going directly into town would probably not be the best idea, perhaps I should... "LOOK OUT!" What...? THUD --->: /)(\ :<--- Am I awake? I try to open my eyes but find some unyielding force resisting my efforts. The area around me smells dank, and rotted with hints of feces. I can hear a cacophony of thunderous booms from overhead. I also hear a faint whistle intertwined with the marching of footsteps... I feel... as if I've been here before... "...Calhoun..." Calhoun...? That's... me. "Specialist Calhoun! Get your ass up!" My eyes dart open of their own accord; my body disobeying my every command. A sharp pain tore through my legs as I stood, leaving a numbing feeling in its place. As my sight adjusted, I found that I was in a dark tunnel of some sort. The walls and ceiling were supported by beams of rotted wood, the floor... or rather what I assumed to be the floor, was a slurry of mud, urine, and fecal matter from its indignant stench. There were also several crates filled with different ammunitions lining a corner, as well as several large trunks spaced throughout the, for lack of a better word, 'room'. "Calhoun, the Germans have arrived. We will need every man at the ready if we want to keep them from crossing through Belleau-Wood." As this man, a sergeant from the look of his insignia, finished his sentence we moved to the opening of the small crevice we were in. Upon our exit there was a deafening explosion to our left. I sat in a daze as my body played out actions in its own free will. I stood up and reached for the sergeant, as I was pulling him up the ringing in my ears subsided and I could make out the noises around me. Screams... Explosions... Gunfire... and the most prominent of all... The word "Clear!" being shouted, impossibly louder than everything else. Suddenly, I felt a searing pain over my entire body. And my vision failed once more... --->: /)A short while earlier...(\ :<--- I stepped into the office of one Post Haste to ascertain what ordeal I might go through to receive my weekly salary. In other words... "Good morning Mr. Haste! What do you have for me today?" "Eh...? Oh! Ditzy, there you are. I was just about to send somepony out to get you... Anyway your saddlebags are loaded with today's mail for Ponyville; same route as usual." He gave a light smirk as he finished. I began to strap into the twin satchels with the practiced fashion and ease of a professional postal worker. The load felt lighter this time around, definitely less cumbersome than some of the other deliveries I've had. Foremost being the piano from my earlier days in my career. That incident could have placed my employment on thin ice if Twilight Sparkle was not so forgiving. With my uniform adorned I began to set out to carry out the most perilous of tasks, the most dangerous quest in ages... I was going to deliver the mail. I took to the air, letting the wind conform to my frame and carry me to my first destination. Golden Oaks Library. As I approached the looming oaken structure, I could see its resident librarian starting to leave. I haven't spoken to Twilight for quite some time... perhaps I should catch up with her sometime soon. I descended towards the ground at my leisure, mostly due to the fact that I was ahead of schedule for once. I savored the feeling of relaxation as I fell towards the ground. For once in a great while, I felt at peace with myself... I felt as if the world revolved around me and I around it. A celestial dance for all eternity. Nothing could ruin this moment for me. Once I was close enough to my destination I pumped my wings breaking my velocity-fueled dive. As I touched down I deposited the letters and scrawls within the mail slot and took to the sky once more. Next stop Fluttershy's cottage. On my way to the secluded home, I looked out to the Everfree forest remembering the event that had occurred just last night. How I was saved from petrification by cockatrice. How Danny had saved me. How he treated me... I felt my cheek become wet as a stray tear escaped at the upbringing of others' insinuations and insults. How, due to my eyes, they felt I was lesser than them. How that due to my condition they ascertained I was not capable of rational thought, that I lacked common sense. And the hatred they had harbored to curse me with shunning discrimination... to imply that not only was I incapable of mental achievement but to outright alienate me for fear of stupidity. No.. I am by far the lesser of two evils in this situation... and only a handful of beings are able to come to this conclusion. Then the dam burst. The tears I withheld began to free fall from my eyes, blurring my already suffering vision. I quickly began to lose my composure and was sent spiraling towards a nearby structure. Outside of said structure was something or rather somepony vaguely familiar whom happened to be within my path of impact... "LOOK OUT" I screamed forth hoping to move the pony unfortunate enough to be the target of my descent. THUD As my body compressed against its unwilling counter-part, we were sent rolling. I had the good fortune to decelerate completely in my tumble, the other of the two was not so lucky. As they were sent rolling towards the tree line, which they promptly collided with. I sat there, prone and motionless for Celestia knows how long. Pondering whether or not I was injured or worse. After detecting the faint taste of copper within my mouth, I attempted to move one appendage at a time. Amazingly enough, I was completely unharmed save for few a scratches and a slight contusion on my leg. I rose to my feet easily enough and considering I happened to land in front of a mailbox I peered over it to look at the dwelling behind it. It was Fluttershy's home. I took the time to place her group of letters and magazines with in the reservoir and then hurried over to see who I might have injured during the crash. As I came closer I realized whom it was that I had sent lurching toward the wood work. None other than the kind soul to spare me from insults and belittlement. Danny Calhoun... --->: /)(\ :<--- Numb and cold... They could be the only words to describe what I felt. Just complete...nothingness. As I laid in the black void, I began to hear a faint cackle... or what I assume to have been one. It sounded harrowing and... distorted. Just the thought of it wracks my being with distraught discomfort. Even more so once I found its source... "You're finally waking up are you? Well up and at 'em Mr.Calhoun. We've got quite a number of topics to discuss." I was never known to have many fears, few knew of the phobias that rendered me useless. I could handle confined spaces, massive heights, complete darkness, even being within a submersible... but the...creature... that came to face me brought with it an array of terrors. It was a monstrosity in every sense of the word. Its entire being was composed of a multitude of animals, a gazelle, a lion, an avian, and a reptilian of some sort if I had to guess. The worst feat of this abhorrence incarnate... was the eyes... those eyes... they...they just... peer straight into you... undressing the flesh from your very bones... all the while their crimson and yellow clad gaze burn into your mind, tearing at it with sheer animosity. I...I still see them when I close my eyes... "You know Mr. Calhoun... I've watched you. I have seen your every action, heard every sentence, and read the thoughts that pass through your mind. And I feel as though I must say one thing... You interest me Mr. Calhoun. More so than anything that has gained my eye in the past thousand years...well I suppose that's not entirely true as there was my little protégé... nonetheless I'll have you know that I have my eyes on you... I hope you don't disappoint me with the antics you seem to be dragged into. Oh! Before you go... you might want to clench your teeth... You're about to be in a lot of pain." Before I could answer this... monstrosity. The searing pain from before reawakened, causing my entire body to spasm. During my torturous trance, light began to flood around me as well as another pair of eyes that, after the previous set, looked a sight more caring. The eyes were accompanied by a voice calling my name, it was saccharine as it sang "Danny!". I began to feel warm and... content as I felt this mysterious figure grab at me. By now the pain had stopped and my vision begun to clear and I came face to face with those eyes... Crossed as they may be... Author's Note I wanted to make this longer... I really did but something told me that this was the perfect stopping point. Oh well... I'll have a 4,000 word chapter eventually. Might as well throw the other 2,000 words I was going to put in here on the next one. *Shrug* Anyway tell me what you think in the comments or yell at me for not getting this up sooner in a PM so I can promptly ignore it. Love you guys.- HR P.S. Avoid food poisoning if you can. Just about had the worst week of my life because of it.
