It wasn’t supposed to be this way.
This wasn’t supposed to happen.
Why did it happen?
It was all so sudden...
I need another chance.
I had things to do.
Places to see.
But...
I can’t.
It’s all over.
There are no second chances.
Not in life.
So...
What happens now?
Do I ascend to Heaven?
Do I descend to Hell?
Somebody...
Anybody...
Please...
Tell me.
TELL ME!
TELL ME, GOD DAMN IT!
TELL ME!
Tell me...
Please.
My life is over.
Not yet.
Huh? Who’s there? Why can’t I see you? Why can’t I-
Hush, child. All will be explained in due time. For now, just sit back, relax, and enjoy the show.
What? What show? What do you mea-
It was at this point that I noticed a few flickering lights off in the distance. Some red, some blue, and even some yellow was mixed in.
But, with every passing second, they were getting closer.
I was soon enveloped in a seizure-triggering wave of colors that would make Pablo Picasso proud (try saying that five times fast).
Eventually, from the hypnotic colors of the rainbow, I fell asleep.
I was thinking about Skittles.
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Now, I know what you’re thinking. You’re probably thinking about who I am, what this past scene was all about, and how I got here.
So now I think it is time I properly introduce myself.
My name is Zeke McCabe. I was born on a hot, sunny day during the middle of January. The forecast had predicted a snowstorm, but that day didn’t seem to be the case. Anyways, I grew up in the rural town of Gladstone, Michigan. I had a perfectly normal life.
Up until the disease came.
In the middle of November 2007, I was diagnosed with malaria. The problem with this is that I had never gone to a warm climate ever. My family never takes vacations, so I was stuck in Gladstone. This baffled scientists for a while, but they eventually gave up on the case. So, this left me and my heart-broken family, wondering what the hell happened.
My mom didn’t give up the fight though. She fought for me and everything that I stood for. But, the doctors had given up on me. They said that it was over. That I had no chance. They gave me one month to live.
Boy, I proved them wrong.
I fought the disease. Fought with everything I had. One year passed. I was still alive. I was homeschooled now, due to the disease. Another year passed. Still alive, still going. Another year. Then, another. The doctors were impressed. They said that this had never been done before. If I was able to go another year, they said that I would break the world record.
Sadly, that I wasn’t meant to be the case.
I woke up on the morning of April 6, 2013. I got out of bed, put on some clothes, and walked out of the room.
Then, I fell over and died.
What I felt at that moment, well, it can’t really be explained. But, to put it into a visual scenario, it felt like flying. I flew out of my body. I saw it and realized that I was dead. I saw my mother rush to my body, and she screamed at me to wake up. She screamed at my little sister to call 911. During this my dad rushed at my mother, and told her that everything was going to be alright.
If they only knew.
But, this isn’t the story of how I died.
This is the story of how I saved the world.
Well, two worlds to be more exact.
You’re still probably wondering how I didn’t die, and how I saved the world- no, two worlds from certain destruction.
Hush, child. All will be explained in due time. For now, just sit back, relax, and enjoy the show.
Author's Note
Augh! Finally relased! This is probably my best moment in the fandom. So please comment on my story and later chapters. I will be releasing these as soon as I can get to them. Also, please DON'T comment about how bad this is. I would most likely go to my room and cry (not really but just play along). Other then that, thank you for reading, please fave and like. I will see you again when the sun rises.
Imagine a bag full of bricks. Now, imagine that bag full of bricks hitting your face.
That was about the force I felt when I planted my face into the ground. Not on purpose, no, but DAMN it hurt.
After shaking off the effects of SLAMMING your FACE into THE GROUND, I took a look around.
It looks like... a field.
And it was a field. Just one problem, though...
It was perfect.
I mean, absolutely perfect! The grass was perfectly green, it looked liked it had been mowed recently, it looked like I could eat it off the ground, and there were-
Eat it off the ground!? Man, I have to stop watching those late-night cartoons.
I looked around a second time. There wasn’t any imperfections!
There wasn’t any people around either.
But, that doesn’t mean any life forms.
I spotted a yellow and pink... pony, maybe, eating some grass some 90 feet away (that’s about 27 meters for you foreigners). I couldn’t tell the gender from this far away though. As I got closer though, I noticed that she was female, and she seemed to have a male rabbit with her. As I approached her however, she looked at me, and then shied away from me.
“No, come back!” I called at her, hoping to have at least some company. She turned around and looked near me, but never directly at me. Nearby, the rabbit was making a boxing pose, probably hoping to scare me away.
“Wow. That rabbit is really something special. He’s like a little angel.” I turned back to the yellow pony. “Anyways, what is a little pony like you doing out here all by herself?”
“I-I-I wa-w-was e-ea-eating.”
I fainted.
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You’re not supposed to be here. You were supposed to die, with all the rest. Now I’m going to have to kill you by hand. You can never trust your associates.
You-You want to kill me?
Yes. And I will make sure that you have a looong, agonizing death. MUHAHAHAHAHAHAH-
“Hello? Are you alright? Helloooooo? Anypony in there? Hel-”
I jolt awake as I am poked in the side of my body with a stick. I search around for the poker, but only find a nearby stick.
“Twilight, he’s awake!”
A giant scream of joy and anger erupts from somewhere as a purple tornado rushes into the room and stops right beside the bed I’m laying on. Suddenly, I’m being asked a multitude of questions. This is how the conversation went:
“WhoareyouWheredidyoucomefromWhydidyouscareFluttershyAreyouapedophileareyou-”
“Woah! Woah! I am NOT a pedophile!”
“Thenwhatareyouwheredidyoucomefromhowcome-”
“Woah! Hold on!”
She stops and stares at me for a moment as I try to clear my throat. Man, why does she have to ask so many questions?
“Slow down.” I said. “I can’t even understand what you’re saying.”
“Oh, sorry,” she exclaimed, “I must have gotten so excited that I forgot about my manners!” The pink-and-purple unicorn jumped onto my chest, making me fall flat on my back. “Now, you better tell me what’s going on, or Celestia help you...”
“Wait! Now hold on! I don’t want any trouble!”
“I thought so.” She got off my chest and turned toward me. “First, let me introduce myself. My name is-”
“Twilight Sparkle.” I finished.
She looked at me quizzically. “Now, I understand how you knew my first name, but no one ever told you my last name. How did you know it?”
“I... I don’t know. I saw you clearly for the first time and realized that ‘That’s Twilight Sparkle.”
“Hmm.” She said. “Well, anyways, let me ask you a few questions.”
I scoffed.
“A few MORE questions. Who are you and how did you get here?”
I stared at her for a few moments. Should I tell her? Is she- well, I already knew her name, so she’s probably worth trusting.
“My name is Zeke McCabe.”
“And I think that I already died.”
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Ugh! This will ruin all of our plans! Master, send me out and I will show him NO mercy!
NO! Let’s watch this one play out for a while.
But, Master I-
SILENCE!!! Shut your trap or I will make sure your body is served to me on a silver platter! Now, all we have to do is wait.
The Countdown has begun.
And there is nothing he can do to stop it.
Author's Note
Whew! Next chapter done. Other then the new plot line and hidden spoilers, there is nothing mush to say. Again, please don't leave bad comments. If you have nothing good to say, don't say it at all. I will see you again when the sun rises.
