Condemned to Equestria

Dark and dank, two words that described the scene perfectly. There in the dark ally overlaying several bars and porn shops sat a man in a pile of his own self loathing and even in the trash of others. Ethan Thomas, former FBI agent and current homeless drunk. He was drunk at the moment, staring at nothing in particular as he felt himself lightly dozing off in the rancid smelling garbage left there by the apartment dwellers not to far off. He sighed, gritting his teeth a bit before launching the bottle at the nearby wall of the ally in an out of nowhere rage. He breathed heavy, now standing on his feet. He looked at the glass that now surrounded him, panting heavily at the sight. He just shrugged, walking off deeper into the ally to avoid any sort of contact from other city inhabitants.

He put his hands into his lightly torn and heavily dirty pockets, looking around for a stray bottle of booze that wasn't quite empty just yet. He failed, kicking at the ground in frustration. He found himself entering the small part of the ally way with a bar on the wall. The bar was made for the people that lived in the apartments nearby. He huffed, looking at it with his bloodshot eyes as he reached into his pocket for any sort of money. He only felt a few loose bills in his back pocket and some spare change in his side pocket. He cracked his neck, the pop echoing lightly in the ally before the sound of a creaking door and loud metal music filled it instead.

The bar was empty, save for the bartender and another patron hooded in a large and thick coat. The bartender scoffed at the sight of Ethan, knowing a homeless drunk when he saw one. Ethan sat down at a bar stool, not caring what the bartender thought of him. "Scotch, on the rocks. Give me some aspirin too would you?" Ethan asked, grabbing three singles from his pocket. It was just enough, the bartender taking the bills and going to make his drink. Ethan sat there, not able to help but feel two eyes pry into the back of his head. He turned, looking to the hooded man that sat at a booth not to far off. Ethan glared to him, not knowing why, but he felt an unnatural hatred for him already. He just shook it off, looking at the stubby glass and pills left on the counter for him. He picked up the glass, breaking the pills under the glass then putting the shattered aspirin into the drink itself. He sipped his drink, licking his booze covered lips without a regret.

Ethan felt something bump him from behind, causing him to spill the majority of his drink. He put the glass on the counter, turning to the hooded man that had purposely pushed him. The hooded man gave Ethan a smirk, right as Ethan tackled him to the ground. He threw several right hooks to the mans face, right before stopping to realize what he was doing. He stood back up, breathing heavy as he noticed the bartender come in from behind the bar with a metal bat in his hands. "Leave. Now." The bartender said, gripping the bats handle. Ethan snorted, slapping his drink off the counter before begrudgingly walking out. He sat on the steps that lead to the bar, huffing as he stared at his bloody hand.

He stood up after a few moments, shaking his head as he just walked deeper into the ally, unknowing of the gang that inhabited the deep portion of the ally. He walked past a few gang bangers, the bangers eying the defeated and drunk man with malicious intention in their gaze. One picked up a pipe, the other a crowbar, and the last a brick. The three made their way towards him, smirking as they did so. "Hey buddy, where you going?" One said in a teasing tone. Ethan turned, snorting as he saw the three trying to stare him down.

"I'm not looking for trouble." Ethan said, huffing as he looked around the ally way just in case. His eyes landed on a trash can and a plank of wood with nails sticking out.

"Oh, but we are." One of the other bangers said, raising the crowbar. "You got any money on you?" He asked, spinning the crowbar in his hand.

Ethan pulled out whatever change he had in his pocket, tossing it to the ground. "Happy?" He said, shaking his head as he turned to walk away. One of the bangers took that as challenge as he rushed Ethan, swinging the pipe right to Ethan's head. Ethan ducked, turning in his crouch position and punching the bangers stomach. The banger fell, clutching his stomach as he dropped the pipe. Ethan grabbed the pipe, swinging down and caving in the bangers skull, bits of brain and bone flying everywhere as blood oozed from the large head gash.

Another banger rushed Ethan, swinging down the crowbar. Ethan blocked with the pipe, the crowbar causing the pipe to bend at an odd angle. Ethan kicked the stomach of the banger as they were both stuck in a deadlock. The banger took the kick, stumbling back a bit as he went for another swing with his crowbar. Ethan took the slam to his side, arching a bit as he swung the bent pipe right at the banger. The banger took the blow to the shoulder, screaming in pain as his arm bone was surely broken. He dropped the crowbar, falling to his side in agony. Ethan took this chance and caved in the other bangers skull.

The last banger took this chance and smashed in Ethan's skull with the brick, causing Ethan to drop the bent pipe and fall onto his back. He yelled from the shock and the pain, clutching the part of his head that had been struck. The banger straddled Ethan, going to slam the brick into his skull again. As weak as Ethan felt from the blow, he grabbed the bangers arm, punching the banger right in the elbow. The bangers arm snapped, causing him to drop the brick. Ethan grabbed the brick, slamming it onto the bangers temple with a force. The banger fell to his side, limp and lifeless.

Ethan dropped the brick, panting as he felt his vision blur slightly. He tried his best to stand up, before he felt a force on his chest tackle him to the ground. He coughed up a bit of blood as he felt his spine slam onto the hard concrete. Looking down at him, with the same sinister smirk as before was the hooded man from the bar. "Hurts don't it?" The hooded man said in a raspy and intimidating tone. The man grabbed the brick, looking down at Ethan. "If that didn't, I know this will!" The man yelled, slamming the brick down onto Ethan's nose. Ethan coughed up even more blood, his nose being slammed out of place. Ethan felt his cheek hit the cold and unforgiving concrete as he felt himself loose consciousness.

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The moon slowly rose over the horizon, the stars following suit. The small village that sat on the foot of the mountain that held the large city of Canterlot. Several equines wandered the street idly, going to their homes to rest for the night. One mare that caught the attention of all the others was none other than Twilight Sparkle, the famous librarian that has saved Equestria three times in a row, including the Crystal Empire. She had a slight smile on her face, quills and scrolls filing her saddle bags as she trotted home. A small purple dragon on her back, snoozing lightly from the work he had done for her that night. Twilight slowly opened the door, looking around her library. Everything was orderly and clean, just as she enjoyed it. She placed her quills and scrolls onto her desk, placing Spike onto the couch before she went over to her desk to being writing out her friendship report for the day.

She took a while to finish this one, as she did for all the other reports she would fill out at the end of the week. The magical lavender aura kept the quill right where she wanted it, writing down all of the notes she had in mind. After she had finished, placing her saddle bag next to her desk as she yawned. She used her magic to pick up Spike and place him onto her back. She trotted upstairs, placing Spike onto his small bed on the corner as she slipped under the covers. Slowly closing her eyes and drifting to sleep.

From downstairs came a loud and audible grunt, startling he mare to attention. She sat up, looking down  the hall, "H-Hello?" She called, slowly slipping out of her bed to see what was downstairs. She slowly crawled down the steps, her heart racing and small amounts of adrenalin coursing through her. She was breathing heavy, wondering what could have made such a loud noise from downstairs. She slowly poked her head out from the side of a book case, looking around the living room. Another groan rang out, startling the mare. She gasped lightly, hiding behind the bookcase again. The sound of boots on wood sounded as well, some words in another language slowly speaking into the darkness that was her library at the moment. She licked her lips, ready to subdue whatever was in her library. She jumped from behind the book case, using her magic to grab and hold up the ape like creature that stood there in her living room. He was tall, muscular, and seemed to be wearing clothing.

"Hold it right there m~" She didn't have time to finish her sentence as she looked at the creature she held. He thrashed about wildly, yelling in a language that she didn't understand. What she noted as blood seemed to run down his temple and the side of his mouth. She felt the strain of holding this large creature, twitching a bit as she tried her best to keep him up.

...

Ethan groaned loudly, pain ringing around his skull and brain. He felt blood run down several parts of his face, also dried blood on his target shirt and khaki pants. He placed his boots onto the floor as he shakily stood up. He gripped his head, looking around the dark building. He didn't know where he was, but he was sure that he wasn't in the ally anymore. He sighed, dropping his hands to his sides in defeat. He had found himself in another mess, he just didn't know the severity of his situation at the moment.

Suddenly, all he saw was a lavender light surround his vision. He started to panic as he felt his feet raise from the ground. He thrashed around madly, looking for something to grab onto. He heard an odd series of clicks and neighs. This confused him to the point where he felt he might go mad. He began to yell curses and swears at a mad pace, his anger reaching high levels. He turned his body somehow, laying eyes on what appeared to be a... glowing horn? His eyes widened, his madness soaring. He could swear that he saw black ooze start to seep from in between the books. He yelled loudly, unknowingly using his super sonic yell to launch the mare onto the wooden wall. He ran toward her, grabbing the ponies horn and slamming her against the wall. It yelped, failing its arms around in a wild fashion. He put his free hand to his chin, looking Twilight right in the eyes. "What the fuck are you?!" He yelled into her face, tightening the grip on her horn.

Suddenly, he felt a fire scorch his side, loosing grip on the ponies horn and falling over, trying desperately to put out the green fire on his shirt. He managed to put out the fire, but he felt his vision fade again. His eyes flustered shut, his body going still.

...

Twilight hit the ground with a pant, feeling a pain run down her horn. "Are you alright Twi?" Spike called, going over to his care taker.

"Yeah..." She managed to say weakly, her words followed by pained groan. "What was that thing?" She asked, looking over to the passed out ape next to her. He was breathing heavy, his skin slightly sizzling as part of his shirt was missing, "Spike, restrain it. I don't want it to happen again." She said, shakily standing up. "I got to find out more about this... Thing." She lit the candles that adorned the room with her magic, getting a better look at the creature.

"That thing... It's so huge." Spike said, poking it lightly.

"It's about... six feet tall?" She said, estimating. "It has hands, and clothing. So it must be intelligent if it has some sort of clothing on." She used her magic to flip him onto his back, reveling the burn wound Spike had left him, She cringed a bit, his skin burned but thankfully not damaged beyond repair. "He is unshaven, long hair, blue eyes, and ape like features." She pondered for a moment, grabbing a nearby book of species. "It's looks like a shaven ape, but that's it." She sighed, shutting the book. "There isn't much more to list."

"Ah man, you have to have a book with something like this somewhere." Spike said, looking around for another book on species.

"This book had all the species that Equestria has to offer Spike. I don't think we'll find it anywhere else." She sighed, sitting down looking at the ape like creature before her. "We should get the rest of the girls on this, I don't want to be alone tonight."

Spike sighed a bit, noticing how Twilight didn't count him as somepony again. "Yeah, let's go get them." Twilight placed Ethan on the couch, placing an immobility spell on him, just to be sure..

"Let's go Spike." She opened the door, running out of the door. Spike followed behind, a bit dejected but still hopeful that his care taker knew what to do.

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