Too young to die

I felt major vertigo, wind was blowing in my face and all over my body, I slowly cracked my eyes open, only to have them shoot open. I was falling! But, how? I felt something tugging on my back, what was that? I tried to look at it but I couldn't, so I looked at the fast approaching ground, it looked as if I would land in a forest of sorts, but how had I ended up in the sky? Then I remembered the car crash, but that doesn't explain how I got u-... Holy shit! I was falling! Does that mean I'm going to die?

Panic began to ensue in my chest, how had any of this happened? This time the tugging seemed to increase, I heard my shirt rip, and something came out of my back... I turned my head to the left, a wing? I looked to the right to see another wing, my plumage I guess, was brown, like my hair, I began to spiral my wings tried to catch the wind, I couldn't believe it, I looked down at my body to see I was still human... but... wings? "DAFUQ?!?!" I screamed over the howling winds.

My wings began to catch the wind, pain shot through me, it felt like they were being torn off, but then how would I know what it feels like if your wings were torn off? I didn't question this further as the ground was beginning to become even more detailed, my body began to level out, it was just then that I hit the treeline. I felt pain rack my body, over and over and over, as I hit branch after branch. It seemed fate wanted me to hit every twig I could off this god-forsaken tree.

My face finally plowed into the ground, setting me into a black environment...

After I regained consciousness I groaned, pain kept on pulsing throughout my body. It finally let off enough for me to raise my head out of the dirt, a worm had made its way down my throat, I gurgled it down on accident, sorry worm! I nearly puked at the thought of eating a worm, but quickly held it in. Memories came flooding back to me, as I took in the situation. I am in a forest, somehow I grew wings, I emphasized the point by fluttering them and folding them up on my back. I tried to stand, only to get a wave of nausea.

I did it more slowly this time, causing only faint pulses of nausea. I spat out the dirt that accumulated in my mouth, wouldn't be good if I swallowed that shit, no idea where it could of been. My mind was racing at a thousand miles per hour, these wings shouldn't be able to lift me at all, I tested that theory, only to be proven wrong, it could lift me, but I would need to exercise more. 'Guess that makes sense, Humans never really use wings, cause they don't have them!' My mind cried.

I looked around, and sniffled, does this mean I'm alone in a forest, my parents and family are probably dead? I held back the tears, but one single manly tear made it out. My mind went back to before the crash, my MP3 player, atleast I have something from home. I was about to take it out of my pocket, when I thought otherwise, would be better if I could hear what's around me.

I felt in my pockets, of course! My favorite pen, I pulled it out, it was orange, clear in the center where the ink is held. I clicked it, seeing the point pop out before clicking it back in and putting it in my pocket. I felt in my back right pocket, pulling out my camo wallet. "Okay, I got money, but only $13.25 damn." I said aloud, I checked my Mastercard, to see it in one piece, "So if they have ATM's I could have some extra cash I guess." I muttered to myself.

My wings flapped irritably, as if on their own accord. Okay, so first thing first, figure out how to keep my wings under control, and secondly, find a way out of this imposing forest. Or jungle, whichever it is. I couldn't really decide on a path, trees, brambles, bushes, shrubs you name it, blocked my path, and I couldn't see upwards toward the sky because the trees blocked my view. I decided to climb a tree, but then decided not to, my leg was hurting like the bitch it is. I finally noticed the light change, the light wasn't blue, it had a Nerf green light, which did little to put me at ease.

I walked onward into the unknown, more like a bush, but unknown sounds cooler. Almost, 20 percent cooler, I chuckled, people really are missing out, MLP is amazing, just they probably don't watch it because of all the girly colors, but if you just look past that, it's an amazing show. It was then I noticed the forest looked familiar, a sense of deja vu passed over me, but I quickly brushed it off, this couldn't be the Everfree, I facepalmed at the thought.

Pain lanced up my leg, every time I took a step, man I must of really busted my leg. I noticed the light becoming darker, like it was turning night, fear enveloped me, if this is the Everfree I don't want to be here at night, hell I wouldn't want to be in any forest at night. I walked into a small clearing, but it was enough to see which way to travel, I saw a mountain in the distance, with what looked like Canterlot on it. The feeling I was getting wasn't what I was expecting, I got dread, not the glee I was supposed to have.

What if the ponies don't accept me? In every other HiE fiction, the human always makes friends, but what if it isn't so easy as they make it out in the fictions? Okay, time to make a list...

1. Find Ponyville

2. Meet the Mane 6

3. Get food and Shelter

4. Survive the night

5. ???

6. Profit

Okay, I got my list now, I found a leaf nearby that I wrote my list on. I thought for a second, and in fact was rather surprised, why hadn't I met conflict or had to fight for my life or something? I was answered by a throaty growl. "Welp, time to run!" I spun around and ran from the timber wolf which gave chase, that kinda explains why I hadn't met anything yet. I spread my wings, my leg was really hurting now from the abuse I was putting it through, I began flapping, I only raised a few feet off of the ground, I reached up, and grabbed a branch, using it like I would a pull up bar, I got up to safety. I looked down to see a few more wolves than I would've liked.

They kept on growling and snapping at the tree, trying to get their escaped meal. I taunted them and said, "Oh boohoo, looks like your newest snack has got away! Hmm, what a shame it would be if it went to waste! Oh well! Looks like you have to go and eat something else you bastards!" I shouted at the wolves, seemed like they understood what I said because they soon wandered off.

I stood up on my branch, keeping balance, I walked along it, towards the trunk of the tree. I began to climb, I finally saw the sky for what seemed forever! I smiled at the sunset, wait, sunset? Goddamn it! This forest just wants me dead! I looked out at the canopy, to see it ending abruptly a mile away from where my tree was, a town in view. "Hot damn boy!" I said in a Southern accent, "Looks like I found Ponyville, huh, odd, in every fiction they always find Ponyville, or just about every fiction." I pondered this before shrugging, maybe, it was the lack of creativity? I climb to the lower branches and find one where I can snuggle in.

I yawn, tomorrow, ponies. I facepalm, goddamn it once more! How am I supposed to approach them? With that thought I went to sleep...