Chapter 1: The Perfect Storm
I sighed. The weather forecast for the evening from only three hours ago had been sunny and clear skies for the evening, but now, the worst storm I had seen in my entire life was raging outside.
I could see lightning strikes every few seconds, the rain was driving sideways, and the wind was shearing through the neighborhood at eighty miles per hour.
Suddenly, I heard a loud splintering sound, barely audible over the fierce winds. I rushed to the window and looked outside, to see the five-story tree in our backyard ripped clean in half, most of it covering the lawn. The three foot thick trunk was completely shredded.
I decided to stop looking at the carnage that the storm, classified as a dorecho, was causing, and relax as much as possible with the circumstances, and read something.
I logged onto fimfiction and started to scroll through my extensive ‘read later’ list. I had just decided on the story I wanted to read when the power went out.
I got up to look for a flashlight. After fumbling around in the dark for a while, I managed to locate one, and was about to turn it on when disaster struck. Literally.
A bolt of lightning hit the house directly, blinding and deafening me momentarily. After I had regained my senses enough to see, I noticed a blue flickering coming from the computer room. I looked in, and saw that the computer screen was on.
Looking back on the incident, I realize that the supersonic blast must have affected my brain, because it didn’t hit me that the fact that we had no power made this impossible.
I walked over to the monitor and noticed that a window was open. Now, there were a few more issues with the situation. The restore, minimize, and close buttons were not there. The mouse cursor was not there. The browser was completely empty except for two words and a text box. It read ‘Teleport to:’, and the text box followed immediately after.
Common sense should have said to run away, but it didn’t. I walked over to the computer and sat down, somehow entranced by the screen’s glow. My mind raced. There were endless possibilities. Minecraft, Hogwarts, Altaria…then it hit me. Where else but…
“Equestria.” I muttered aloud, my fingers clicking over the keys. My mind slowly began to piece together the strange series of events, the unnatural circumstances. None of this should have been possible.
I held my hands up and watched in terror as they began to fade from their normal opaque, fleshy pink to a more translucent shade. “Oh god, what have I done…” I mumbled, horrified. I looked down only to see that the rest of my body was fading as well. As I was about to fade entirely, I closed my eyes and braced myself for…something. After a few moments, I opened my eyes, and saw that I was still at my computer, and completely invisible, yet nothing was happening.
I thought for a moment, and realized that I could get away with anything…I was about to go get my laptop when lightning struck the house again.
The computer screen flashed pure white, and a loading bar appeared. It read ‘Formatting figure.’ It only took a moment before it read ‘Generating landscape and environment’, and after a while, the third and final phase of ‘Transmitting matter.’
I looked down to see that, instead of the floor, there was a pure, empty blackness beneath me, and I could feel myself slowly sinking into it. I tried desperately to escape, but the pure agony I was experiencing made it difficult to hold a grip on anything. I could literally feel as my leg was being torn apart, atom by atom, and being transported somewhere. I slowly sank lower and lower, unable to pull myself from the blackness. It wasn’t long before I was pulled the entire way into the hole, my last screams of pain and fear echoing unheard in the dark void.
Chapter 2: Welcome To Equestria
A Dream Come True Chapter 2
“Ohhh. My head…” I groaned in pain, slowly sitting up. I looked around, but my vision was too blurry to see anything. I flopped back down in my bed, aware enough to know it was daytime, but that was about it. “That was the strangest dream.”
Suddenly, I heard a female voice from somewhere off to my left. “Oh good, you’re awake.” It said.
I turned towards the voice, but still couldn't make anything out with my vision. “Where am I?” I asked, completely disoriented.
“The hospital.” The voice answered simply, as if that would answer all of my questions, which it didn't.
“Why am I here?”
“You were found unconscious in the middle of the street. A group of pegasi saw you falling from very high up, and apparently, none of them had ever seen you before. They were unable to catch you in time, but they rushed you here as quickly as possible. You’re lucky to be alive.”
“How high was—wait, did you say pegasi?” I asked, shocked.
“About 200 feet. And yes, I said pegasi. Why?”
“Am I still dreaming?”
“No, you’re wide awake. Why do you sound so surprised? You’re a pegasus, after all.”
“No…I’m not a pegasus…what are you talking about?” I asked, casting a furtive, distrustful glance in the voice’s direction.
“Can you see?” the voice replied, a slight hint of exasperation in her voice.
“No, I can’t!” I yelled, waving my hands (hooves?) wildly. “I don’t know if I’m a human or a pegasus pony, and to top it off, if I AM a pony, I don’t even know what I look like!” I finished, collapsing back onto the bed, my front limbs splayed outwards. “What am I supposed to do…” I pined.
I heard a pencil scratching on paper, and the female mumbling while she wrote. “Impaired vision, amnesia, talking of humans-“ She said, before being cut off by a now very frustrated me.
“Tell me the truth. Are you just messing with me, or am I really a pegasus?”
“I’m not messing around. Why would I do that?”
“Because, if you’re not, then I have a tale for some very important ponies, and maybe even Celestia herself.” I sighed, now finally resigned to the fact that, yes, I was indeed a pony, and that my ‘dream’ was not a dream at all.
“I don’t believe one word of that. What sort of story could you concoct that would make me believe that?”
After a long period of explaining the exact circumstances of how I had been teleported here, and more specifically why I needed to get back, my vision had begun to clear up slightly, and I could make out general contours and colors.
“If what you’re really saying is true, then you may want to have a talk with miss Lyra Heartstrings. She is fascinated by the idea of humans, and is one of few ponies that believe they exist. She will probably want to hear your story. Has your vision improved yet?”
“Yes, I can see, but I have no idea where I would find Lyra.”
“She’s been working with Colgate on something; they should be at Colgate’s house. I could take you there. Do you remember anything about your identity yet?”
I looked down and held up my right arm. The blue color and flat ended hoof were obvious enough, and I reached down to pull my tail out from under me. I was surprised by how and fluffy it was, and ran my hoof through it a few times. The fiery colors almost seemed to generate their own warmth, and I reveled in the sensation. I brought it up to my cheek and nuzzled it, focusing on the softness. “Mm…so comfy…” I mumbled happily, oblivious to my surroundings, until a tap on the shoulder brought me back to reality.
“Well? Do you know your name?” The female pony asked me. I could now see enough to notice her white coat and light pink mane. I had to admit, she was pretty.
“The name’s Fire. So, could you take me to Lyra, please?” I replied.
“Of course. Can you stand up?”
I hesitated for a moment. “Um…I’m actually not sure if I can. I’m using to standing on two legs, not four. But I’ll at least try my best.”
Getting off the bed wasn’t too difficult. I could balance on four legs, but I couldn't figure out how to keep from leaning over forward. I gave up after a few tries and stood up on my hindlegs. “That’s better…and more familiar as well.”
“So, are you ready to leave?” The white mare asked.
“There’s nothing I need here.” I replied. “Although I don’t know my way to Colgate’s house, so I’ll need directions.”
“That’s not a problem, I can take you there.”
“Really? That would be an enormous help, seeing as I have no idea where to go.”
“Sure, it’s not all that far, either. Just follow me.” She replied, walking towards the door.
I followed her in my upright positing, though I had to duck to avoid hitting my head on the door. By this time, my vision had completely cleared and I could see just as well as I had been able to back at my house, so I was able to avoid hurting myself.
I could see many ponies turning to watch me, whispering behind their hooves. I was pretty sure that they didn’t see any ponies standing on two legs often, and I tried to avoid making eye contact as much as possible. I think that was the longest two minutes of my entire existence in Equestria.
The short walk couldn't have ended soon enough. I walked up to the door and knocked.
