August Rush's Log Entries

Let me remind you that these events have happened in the past. The last log entry I wrote, I had written a few days after these incidents. Its now been more than a few weeks since I've written anything down. Twilight, apparently, snooped around; looked at my last entry and complained I hadn't written anything since. She says its important to keep the log up to date and to try and write in it everyday. I'll try to write down all the important events that have happened up until now (the time of this writing) quickly, so I can keep you informed. I don't see the reason why, but Twilight insists.

Where was I?

Oh, yes!

"Human."

Twilight's mouth was agape and I couldn't help thinking why, she knowing I was human before this....... accident, was so shocking to her. The light shining from her horn suddenly disappeared, and it was dark to where we were standing, except for a few dim lights in the windows of the buildings.

"Follow me." Her voiced seemed half serious, half excited. I wasn't sure to be very worried or relieved to have told this pony of my past form. I'm still starting to regret it. However, without hesitation, she lead me further into the town, past shops of cupcakes and sweets, from restaurants to museums, until finally we arrived at a large tree. It was decorated to fit the atmosphere of the town, but it still felt out of place somehow.

Twilight, before opening the the door to the tree... Geez. That's weird say too. Trees having doors... Anyway, before she opened it, she turned her head around and scanned the surroundings, as if she was looking to see if we were being followed.

"Alright..."

"What's the matter?"

"Nothing. Just a little.... uhhh..." She trailed off as we went inside. It was awfully dark without any source of light, and I could hardly make out if this was supposed to be her home, or another shop. Suddenly, a shot of light appeared to my left, and there, standing, was Twilight holding up a candle.

Actually, she wasn't really holding it up. She wasn't touching it at all. Her horn now had the same glow as before, and the candle, also had a faint purple glow to it. It was all so very strange. Apparently, my look on taking in the current situation opted her to speak,

"This may be sort of a shock to you but, for me being a species such as a unicorn, I'm able to use magic."

"Magic." I sighed. "Magic is real here too."

"Come. Sit." She edged on towards a small table in the corner. I went to it and sat down as she put down the candle. She then, walked off to another part of the room and lit another candle and strayed off out of sight saying as she went, "Would you like some tea? Or anything to eat?"

"Uhhh... tea's fine, thank you."

From where I was sitting, and the light from the candle, I let my eyes wander about the room. Almost everything was made of wood. Well, I am inside a tree. There were globes that pictured lands I hadn't seen before, telescopes, and in a small pile in another corner of the room were scrolls. Indentations in the wall were portrayed as shelves and those were lined with hundreds of books. I got up from the table and scanned the shelves for something that might seem familiar. Most of the books were or had something to do with magic. She is a unicorn, after all. I looked off to the place where Twilight disappeared. There were a few noises coming from the adjacent room.

Ponies drink tea?

I continued to look through the many selections until something caught my eye. I took it down and, holding the book between my teeth, walked back to the table. I set it down and moved the candle closer to it.

'The History of Equestria'

"How strange."

I opened it up to find a table of contents section. Different sections held many things of revolutions, depressions, and wars. Just like my world. What really caught my eye was the fact that this so called 'Equestria' hadn't had any wars for the past thousand years.

"Interesting."

"What is?"

Twilight had appeared before me and apparently, I hadn't noticed.

"The fact that you don't fight often."

"What do you mean?" She sat down, giving me a cup of tea.

"Thank you. I just noticed that the last war was fought over a thousand years ago."

"Why, yes. Equestria has been a very peaceful place since the rise of Nightmare Moon. I'm so very glad I live here. It's very beautiful."

"Nightmare Moon?" Almost as if she intended me on asking her,

"She was a very powerful, and very evil villain that threatened Equestria by not lowering the moon, one night. She wanted to cast eternal darkness over the kingdom. That is until war raged and Princess Celestia defeated her using the Elements of Harmony. Equestria has been peaceful ever since."

Twilight took a sip of her tea. I was still trying to take everything in.

"Wh.. What?"

"I'm sorry. Did I go to fast?"

"No, no. Its just... all so confusing." I put my head in my hooves and sighed.

"About the war or..?"

"How and why I'm here."

"I figured that." She took another sip of tea. "I understand this might be hard for you, but Equestria has never had a human before."

I sensed a twinge of eagerness in her tone. I looked up at her. She was smiling.

"Why in the world are you smiling?"

"It's just so exciting!" She was grinning from ear to ear and started to hop a little. "There's so many notes I could be taking! So many things to document and study about you!"

"Yeah that's great. Now how does that help me?" I was desperate to find out just exactly what was going on. At that point I didn't care who was helping me.

"Okay. I'll help you. I'll answer any question you have."

"What's the catch?"

She smiled even more, as if I was a good... specimen.

"You have to answer my questions first."

"Okay. Ask away." I took a sip of my tea. My eyes lit up and I could feel the warmth of it rushing through my body as I drank. It was unbelievably delicious! "Whoa."

"Alright," Twilight had gotten up and grabbed some paper and a quill. No doubt to write everything that I said. Ironic right? I'm writing everything she says and what I say. Do you get it? Huh? Oh never mind.

"I've already got that your name is August Rush, a stallion, you come from Chicago on Earth.." She looked up at me, as if for confirmation. I just nodded and continued to drink my incredible tea.

"Okay. So, age?"

"Seventeen." She scribbled on her paper.

"How would you describe yourself?"

"Umm... smart? Lost..." She looked up and noticed my misery. I had stopped drinking and felt a shot of pain go throughout my whole self being.

I felt terrible. I had lost everything from my past life and not taken it into account until that very moment. I squeezed my eyes shut, forcing the tears not to flow out, but the pain was unbearable. Then again, it wasn't like I had much to go back to. I had Susan, and that was it.

Without her, I had nothing to live for. Nothing to strive for. My parents died when I was younger, and I was raised by my uncle. I met Susan when I was just fifteen. We hung out almost everyday. We had ups and downs on certain occasions, but other than that, we loved each other.

The thing I most regret now, though, was fighting with her, the day I 'disappeared'. I'm not going to write about the event so you can just forget it. I'll only say that it was stupid, and we shouldn't have fought about it in the first place.

I couldn't hold myself to the pain any longer. Hot tears started to run down my face. I sucked in air hard and short, trying to force them back, however useless. I heard Twilight get up and walk over, but I was so involved in my pain that I couldn't care less to what she was about to say. It wouldn't help.

But she didn't say anything. Not a word came out of her mouth. There was nothing but warmth. She had wrapped her arms around me. She was hugging me: embracing me. It was as if she was taking the pain away: scooping it up and throwing it out. I stopped my hard breathing and returned to long, deep breaths. The tears slowed, but didn't stop. Neither of us said a word for what felt like an eternity.

"I'm sorry. I should have waited, not have rushed this all up onto you." She hugged a little tighter. She was so incredibly warm, and soft my eyes began to droop. I shook myself awake before things got more awkward.

"It's not... yo..your fault." I said in between cries.

"Your very kind and sweet." She looked down on me. I looked up at her. We both smiled. I knew, then, however far from home I was, I felt safe. Safer than I had ever been in the longest of times. "Maybe it's time we get some sleep." I sniffed and nodded. She stopped hugging and led me down into another room. There were books in there as well, along with more scrolls, quills, and also a small bed. It looked liked it hadn't been used in some time.

"You can sleep here. It's a little old..."

"It'll do just fine." I turned and smiled at her. "Thank you."

"You're very welcome." She left as I began to climb into the bed. It felt a bit old, but was soft and oh-so comfortable. I fell asleep in a matter of minutes.

I didn't dream much that night. I don't usually. Not since my parents passing. I despised that day. The day I was told. And that day had started like any other;

I had gotten up in our runned down apartment, quite similar to the one I lived in later on with my uncle, to get myself ready for school. My dad, probably hungover at the time, would never help me. He'd never get up for something so unimportant as his son. He was always drunk, and when he wasn't, he was usually sleeping. He'd get up every day, past noon, not giving a s**t about anybody, and head down to a local bar to get wasted. I hated his guts.

My mother, on the other hand, has always supported my family. She was the one who really made the money, however so little. She got up very early every morning, walked to work in whatever the weather conditions, and worked all day long. She was always very busy to take care of me, and whenever she did have any spare time, she'd spend it with me, however brief it was. She was loving, caring, and the sweetest person I had ever met.

Getting myself up every morning wasn't very hard to do. Yes, of course, it was exhausting and I thought to myself many times, 'just five more minutes', but I remember that it was important to my mother that it was crucial to get a good education. I knew, eventually, I had to help rake in some money to help keep us under our roof, with at least a bit of food to keep us going. Being fourteen at the time, I wasn't able to work, but wanted to so badly. I wanted to help. I NEEDED to help.

It had started to rain as I walked the eight miles to school. I didn't mind the rain. Maybe because it rained almost everyday. It was depressing, to most people. I thought of it as a way of the world cleansing itself. But, now that I think about it, it was probably acid rain due to the factories polluting the air. I won't get into science and the water cycle and such.

I avoided, like I always did, anybody I saw or came upon. Again, with the abundance of crime, you could never be too sure. I always found myself looking over my shoulder, just in case someone wasn't sneaking up behind me. I never walked with anybody. Heck, I didn't HAVE anybody to hang around with. I really didn't have that many friends. Again, I avoided most people, and they did the same.

After arriving, collecting my necessary books for my specific classes, I went through the school day like I normally did. Tests, homework, lectures, the whole deal. It wasn't until my fourth period study hall that I was called down to the principal's office. I had, not once, gotten into trouble in school. I didn't pick fights, argue with teachers, or bullied anyone throughout my school years. I was quiet and got my work done.

Being obedient, I headed down....

There were policemen there. And worried and sad faces all around.

The policemen sat me down in another room in private to tell me...

Well... I don't need to go any further. No. I don't WANT to go any further.

Even though I was awake, I continued to lay in the old bed and sort out what had happened last night: History, wars, questions, crying, hugging,.... tea.

I sighed and climbed out of the bed that made a soft creak. I opened up the door and stepped out into the main room. Twilight was at one of the bookshelves, but turned around as I approached.

"How did you sleep?" she asked.

"Fine, thank you."

She smiled and put a book into a bag that fit onto her back.

"Listen, I have to go into town and run a few errands. Want to come with me? Or would you like to stay here?"

She had a tone that day that still puts me off to thinking she wanted me to go with her. Funny, 'cause I did.

"I'll go. It'll be good to get used to the town in which I'm staying in." She looked at me a little concerned.

"Why do you talk like that?"

"Talk like what?"

"Like..... uptight? Almost like a bratty aristocrat."

"Hey!" She laughed. I knew exactly what she was referring to, though. I did have an odd way of speaking, and still do to this day, which she hates.

"Listen, if you want to come, maybe you should refrain from telling anypony you were human. I don't think they're ready to hear something like that."

Oh great. More of this 'anypony' crap.

"Why not?"

"Equestria hasn't had a human before. And I only know so much about your kind that most books will tell me. I just don't think it's a good idea."

"Right." Laying low was something I was good at.

"Spike! I'm heading out! I'll be back later!"

"Spike?" I raised an eyebrow. Husband? Roommate?

"Oh, he lives here with me. A baby dragon who happens to be the best assistant I've ever had!"

"Dragon?!"

Great. Dragons. This world just keeps on getting better and better!

"Yup. Dragon. Relax, he's very kind."

Twilight and I then left from the tree and headed into the town's main square. It was bustling with vendors of sorts, selling from goods to edibles. I quickly began to grow uncomfortable. I looked around and noticed that the other ponies, that I presumed lived here, were sneaking quick glances at me.

"Why are they looking at me?" I asked Twilight. I felt out of place in this world. Then again, I didn't belong here in the first place.

"Probably because they haven't seen you before. You did say you arrived just last night." She stopped and turned around to look at me. She looked concerned. "How did you get here?"

"I woke up in a middle of a field, just past those hills and trees there," I nodded off in the direction. "Then walked down to a path and ended up here."

She nodded and we continued walking down past the different shops. We eventually stopped at what was called 'Sugarcube Corner'.

"I was hoping you could meet some of the other ponies that live here in Ponyville." I blinked. "It would be good for you to make some friends while your here."

"Umm.... I'm not sure."

"You'll be fine. There my friends too! Five of the bestest friends I could ask for!" She smiled as she pushed open the door. The shop was neatly organized. It resembled what I recall as a bakery: Cakes and cupcakes were displayed in glass containers. Tables were also set around the shop for others to sit and chat.

And sitting at one of these tables were five of the ponies that soon became my dearest friends.

"Hey girls! Say hello to my new friend; August Rush!"