Reality

by BRYAN numba 2

Rating: teen
Tags: Main 6, Princess Luna, Gore, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Rainbow Dash, Comedy, Romance, Adventure, Sex, Twilight Sparkle, Princess Celestia, Crossover, Alternate Universe, Human
Length: 1514

Beterov was living in Kazakistan with his father when he started having dreams, dreams about things that didnt make any sense. He dreamt of colorful, talking, ponies.

When working on teleporters, a young man from Russia is sent to Equestria. He must learn there customs and adapt to his new life until he can find a way home. He will become a friend and maybe a little more to some ponies, but is it what he really wants? Does he want to just go home, or will he find true happiness here.

Published 2013-03-01 04:10:01 UTC
Last updated 2013-03-04 07:47:56 UTC

Chapter 1-awake

I awoke from what seamed to be reality, but I knew it wasn't. It couldn't be. It made no sense. Everything in life made sense, i was the son of a nuclear physicist. I was brought up on science, but it seemed so real. How could a pure white unicorn, no a pegasus, no both, make sense? She wore gold, her hair, no mane was soft multi-colored and appeared to be in a state of zero gravity. She was looking around, like she had lost something. It didn't make sense. But it still felt so real. I just needed to focus on what was real. My name is Beterov, yes good, continue. I was living in northern Kazakistan with my father, we had been moved there because my fathers work was too dangerous to be near anyone. My father was working on teleporters for the Russian government. Teleporters!

Shit! This was the day, after many hard years of research, testing, and experimenting, to finally test them out on a human test subject. On me, and i was going to be late if i didn't hurry. I wasn't technically on the teleporter team, but being the son of the head scientist had its advantages.

I jumped out of bed with my brown hair all a mess. I looked around my bare room. It had my small cot of a bed, and sheet metal dresser. It had no windows being an underground bunker like the wrest of the facility. I walked over to the shower, which was more like a single pipe with a nob, i showered quickly, not just because of the up coming test, but also because the shower was always cold. Being in the middle of no where sucked, and most of the power was being constantly eaten up by there experiments.

This was the day that they had all been waiting for. They had tested them out on various other objects like, apples, a cat, a cement block, along with a hand grenade. Its not a good idea to mix large quantities of Vodka, entertainment deprived Russian scientists, teleporters, and military surplus. Thankfully, it didn't explode in the teleporter but after we had thrown the hand horror away. The experiment had indeed set off the grenade, but also slowed the time of explosion down, giving us plenty to study.

After i had hopped out of the icy shower, i got dressed in the standard cloths, and put on my white lab coat. I headed down to the test zone which was only a short ways away from my room.

"Hello Beterov, how are you today?" Said another scientist with a smile. I hated talking to people. Especially if it was just small talk. That was just my anti-social side kicking in. The man who spoke was Demetrius Rivonstren, a brilliant scientist whom I was good friends with.

"Fine," I replied as i headed off again at a faster speed. As much as i liked him, I still hated small talk. I liked to wait, watch, observe, and act. I hated talking to others, it was the way i was. Reserved. I liked my own thoughts better than listening to other people talk about there's. In your own head, no one thought badly of your ideas, no one contradicts you. It was amazing to just think with yourself.

I entered the testing zone with Demetrius behind me. The teleporter was in the middle surrounded by dozens of computers.

"Are you ready?" My father asked me when I walked into the testing area. I nodded. I especially hated talking to my father even though he was like a god to me. Talking to him always made me feel, well, stupid. Even though i was exceptionally smart, i was no more than a grade schooler compared to him, and well, everyone else here. But the difference was that my father wasn't afraid to make me look stupid if i did or said something wrong. Everyone else was always at least a little bit respectful.

My fathers name was Korvik, he was a built looking man with ink black hair, bushy eye brows (except on one his right side which was burnt off during another drunk Russian scientist incident.) i was nothing like him. I was small, average weight for my size, with longish, blue eyes, and brown hair which occasionally hangs down in front of my eyes.

I was nervous, even though i had no reason to be. I knew all the science behind the experiment. The first teleportation was done completely by accident. We discovered that when the atoms slam together in a particle execrator, it created a small rip in time and space, we discovered that because some pieces of the split atoms had gone missing. We are then able to widen the gap using large electric pulses. I was go into that gap and come out of a similar teleporter that was down the hall.

I had gotten to be the test subject because, well, I wasn't technically part of the team. I was only able to come here with my father because i was the son of the head scientist. I couldn't technically work on the teleporters, but I was able to "help" fairly often. I was supposed to be here for guard duty, clean up, and tests. Which is why im here right now.

"Let's get started!" Said a drunk looking scientist. I shrugged off the thoughts of impending doom as he pulled the main switch, followed by the sounds of the power whirling up and, other buttons and switches being activated.

The whole thing was kinda odd looking, it was a huge, metal, slender ring, where the atoms would circle until they were at the correct speed. There was a chamber in the center. The chamber had a door in which I would enter the machine.

I heard a loud crack as the two atoms broke the sound barrier, followed by a bigger one when they collided.

"Your up." My father said with a smile. I looked around, and walked towards the metal chamber. I grasped the industrial freezer like door and opened it. I looked into the hole in the center of the chamber. What I saw disturbed me for it wasn't what it was supposed to be. I was supposed to see the other room, the one where the other teleporter was located at, but what I saw instead was a grassy meadow, it looked fake, nothing could look that perfect. Maybe it was just me.

I looked back at my father, who nodded his head. I took a step forward into the hole and blacked out.

I awoke and looked around. This isn't were i was supposed to be, this was a hospital. I was just in the testing area, how was I here? Everything was so colorful it almost hurt. I had been living in a gray and lifeless place.

"Your finally awake i see." Said a small white horse. She had a pink mane, red plus on her ass, and wearing a Red Cross nurse hat to top it all off.

I was a little shocked, but for only a second. I came to the conclusion that this was just another crazy dream, and I just had to wake up. I got out of the hospital bed, and tried to walk to my night stand which had a glass of water i planned to splash myself with. The nurse let out an uproar of protest saying that i wasn't ready to go moving about. This wasn't right, my legs felt weird, like they had extra joints in some places, and missing joints in others. Ok, this was new, my dreams haven't been this involved before. In this dream, i was one of them. I ended up tripping and falling. My forehead hit the edge of the table making me black out again. Not what i had planned but i think it would have the desired effect of waking me up because it hurt like hell.

Author's Note

First fic! Please leave a comment! I will answer all questions, and reply to all comments!

Chapter 2

Well shit! I typed up about three and a half pages or so and it all got deleted. Im on an iPhone so by the time i figured out the shake undo, it was too late. I don't know if im going to retype it since it took like a week last time. If i get 20 likes ill continue, if not, ill scratch the story and start something new. Im really miffed too, it was a great chapter. He meets most of the main six, finds out he's got a cutie mark, gets questions answered and gets a new name. You know, all that good stuff. Well, hope i get some support soon!

Author's Note

No joke, life's a bitch. Right as i go to copy it, it deletes it instead! Apple really needs to make their undo thing better