The Whitetail Woods

~The next day at a small clearing in Whitetail woods~

Time: Unknown

Date: Unknown

Location: Unknown

Brian.exe statues: Damaged

*Attempting to reboot brain.exe*

*ERROR 404: brain.exe has stopped responding*

"ugghhh....uhhh..." Came the soft moan of a rather odd-looking figure laying face down in the middle of the clearing.

*Brain.exe has fixed the problem and is now working properly*

...

" Great, Where in the world am I now?" Thought Wilson as he lied face first in the dirt "I mean the last thing I remember was going through that teleporter so that means it had to have sent me somewhere right? Well I guess the more important question to start with is if I'm dead or not."

"Lets see, Darkness: check. Large amounts of pain: check. Ever lasting love for science?: Check-o-rama"

He paused for a second in thought to see if there was anything else he needed to check for.

"Well if what my analyze says is true (which they normally are) then I'm not dead...at the moment." Wilson thought to himself, while at the same time finishing his mental checklist

"...or at the very least I'm not dead yet."

Now for the second question, where was he now? His view was filled with darkness and couldn't really feel anything at the moment. So if he wasn't dead then where was he? That was the really question he needed answered.

"So I guess if I'm not dead, that means the portal took me somewhere...but where, and why?"

He paused in deep thought, while at the same time trying to bring his hand up to scratch his head.

He stopped however as he realized something was just a bit off. Trying again to move, it became quite clear to him that he couldn't move his arm. In fact he couldn't move not just his arm but his body as well.

In fact only one real thing stood out to him.
He could still make out feelings it seemed, and at the moment he could feel something strangely soft under him. But what was it?

It was soft, a bit damp, and there was a bit of an odd smell to it. It seemed familiar, yet he couldn't make out what it was.

He could feel...grass? Yes although he couldn't move, he could still feel the soft green plant life under him it seemed.

"Well if I can feel things that means all possibility of me being dead is out of the picture entirely."

"Still that doesn't explain the 'not being able to move' thing...though I would be willing to guess that the giant amount of pain I'm in and fact I can't open my eyes at all has something to do with it."

"Now back to the real question, where am I?"

He stopped for a few seconds to try and listen for any sounds that could give him even the slightest clue as to his current whereabouts. At first there was silence but then...

"...And I would also be willing to bet those voices have something to do with it too...wait, voices?"

Doing a retake and focusing on the sounds around him, a small noise could be picked up a little bit in the distance. Sure enough it was a group of several voices.

All though he could make out any words or really hear their conversation in great detail, he could get at least two facts from this.

One, there where voices which meant someone was around (and maybe even looking for him, if he was lucky) and two, those very same voices where moving closer to him with every passing minute, meaning his chances of survival might have just doubled.

"Girls, I understand your worried but please slow down or else-" A voice suddenly stopped upon reaching an area that was just about right in front of him.

The voice in question belonged to a female and was a bit meek, or low in tone, but had a strange sense of a warm and motherly tone to it as well.

More importantly then that was he could make out a small gasp being made by the owner of the voice ,which made him somewhat worried.

Why had she gasped like that? Was he horribly mutilated...or was it something worse!? Was there even anything worse than that, I mean being mutilated is pretty bad, so what could be worse than that!?

He stopped his thoughts halfway as a new voice rang out in the air saying "See we told you Fluttershy!" rather boastfully, as if the owner was happy to find a mutilated body in the middle of nowhere. Not that he could really judge seeing as dead corpses on the island meant loot (and loot made him VERY happy).

Anyways back to the voice.This voice was high-pitched, tomboyish , and energetic . It also sounded like a child's voice and a boastfully one at that.

"Please Fluttershy you have to help it..." A new third voice suddenly spoke out "or I don't think it may make it". This voice also belonged to a child and he could hear the owner was trying to hold back tears (he couldn't even being to guess about why she was holding back tears).

"Maybe she's just not good with seeing hurt people" He thought to himself "Also the 'not making it' thing sounds kind of bad too."
And what was with her calling him an "it" for that matter? Had she never seen the likes of a male or human ,for that matter, before?

Anyways, besides trying to hold back tears, the voice was much more calm than the other one and had a more "down to earth" tone about it in general.

Heck if he didn't know better he might have said that there was a bit of a British accent to it, however at the moment the sadness of the voice drowned it out, so he couldn't really tell if there was any or not.

"Please Fluttershy you've gotta help em!" Yet another new voice rose out, this one caked to the brim with a southern accent. It was an accent that he could see belonging to a hardworking farm person, if it weren't for the voice belonging to that of one so young.

Besides the accent, the voice belonged to yet another girl and sounded like it generally belonged to an all around nice person.

With these new people entering the scene a certain question came to Wilson's mind.

Who were these people and why where they looking for him? From all the evidence given it didn't seem like they where here to hunt him down or anything like that, which meant they probably have had little to no contact with Maxwell or the island. If that where the case then the chances of them trying to kill him where probably low (and given the voices these 4 probably couldn't harm a fly, let alone kill a human for that matter)

Speaking of the island, it was about time to return to that first question of his, where was he?

That was the biggest question on Wilson's mind at the moment and besides being face first in some dirt, he really didn't have any clues about where the heck he was at the moment.

Thinking about it, there really only seemed to be one option at the moment.

"Well just sitting here isn't going to help me."

With all these talking about him the next step seemed quite simply, do something to get their attention.

However just as he was about to say something, everything around him started to turn hazy. Things where zoning in and out and the voices from before seemed to be far away now and mumbled. He was slowly starting to lose all feeling in his body.

"Someone..help...me....please......."

"Is...this...the..end..."

"............"

"Well what did I tell you, pla? You broke my rules and now its time to pay. I have no idea what little 'adventures' await you but I'm sure you'll have oh so much fun. When a king loses the need of a pawn, they get rid of them. Simply put your need as my pawn is at an end so now its time to get rid of you, pal."

"However, just because I have no use for your 'skills' doesn't someone else won't. Its been fun, but I think it's about time we parted ways, pal. Oh and before I forget, a bit of advice...Don't Starve...HaHa..ha.ha..."

XXXX

* A few hours ago*

It was a sunny day in the magical land of Equestria, in fact some could say it was a near perfect day in almost ever aspect.

No clouds in the sky, a light breeze to keep one cool, and a relaxing temperature to boot. Yep, today was a great day, one that made even the sun goddess herself proud.

It was such a great day in fact that just about everypony was out enjoying the day to its full potential and bliss.

Ponies, Unicorns, and Pegasus where all out doing things ranging from chopping down some wood for coming winters to just catching some sun and the great breeze. Yep, just about everyone in Equestria was out was out and enjoying the beautiful day, but no town was enjoying the day more than the small town of Ponyville.

Why where they enjoying it the most out of all the towns, you ask?

Well as stated before Ponyville is a small village town in which almost everyone knows everyone (or I guess in this case everypony knows everypony) meaning that on days like today one could see just about everyone outside doing something or other.

So with everyone out and about and the great weather, could there be a better day than to try to earn one's very own cutie mark? Even more so what could be a better day than to have the single most important thing in your life happen?

A cutie mark, the symbol that everpony gets at one point in their life, depicting just what their special talent is in this big world. Getting one is a big accession, some even going to lengths of throwing large parties to celebrate getting one, and marks a child becoming an adult. An unforgettable memory to say the least. And who better to tell you all of these then the town's very own infamous cutie mark seekers, The Cutie Mark Crusaders.

I say "infamous" because literal everyone in the small town knew about them, and the trouble that tended to show up when they where around.

Destruction just so happens to go hand in hand with kids who are filled with pride and ambition it seems, thus making them a bit of a well-known group (and most of the times not in a good way).

That's not to say at all that ponies didn't like them.
Turns out most people in the town really did like the group of pint-sized crusaders but just not their antics. Turns out a lot of ponies tended to like them more when they weren't around causing trouble for them.

And boy did these kids make trouble. All though true most of the time it was not on purpose, that doesn't stop the fact that they where pretty much walking death traps for not only themselves but also others.

One pony even went so fay to say that if some weird was going on it there where only two things that could cause it. "If something funny is going on in town it's either that librarian,Twilight Sparkle fault or those darn Crusaders!"

So that's exactly the reason that on this great day the group decided that instead of doing something extremely dangerous and/or extremely bothersome to someone that they would just pay a visit to one of the local forest around the area, White Tail Woods, to try to think of something they could do to find their special talents.

That way there's no way they could cause trouble...right?

XXXX

"So what are we going to do today, huh?" asked the young energetic bright orange Pegasus known solely as Scootaloo, to her to friends and fellow crusaders as she jumped around them.

On their way around the forest the other two of the trio had gotten tired of walking and aimed to stop at a set of logs for a rest, however since Scootaloo wasn't really tired she decided now was the best time to ask about their plans for the day.

"Maybe we could rock climbing or skydiving or even-" she was however cutoff and silenced midsentence by a bright yellow hoof being placed over her mouth.

"For the last time Scootaloo, I told ya we came out here so we wouldn't cause any trouble these time." responded the southern voice of her friend Apple Bloom. "Or did ya'll forget last time..." she said lowering her hoof.

"Well no..." responded Scootaloo quickly in hopes to change the subject "but that was a one time thing that total happened by mistake."

"That wasn't any mistake Scootaloo, you caused it!"

"Well how was I supposed to know that you weren't suppose to mix baking soda and vinegar when the recipe said 'a bit of salt with some baking soda'!"

"It din't say vinegar and baking soda!"

While the two friends continued to argue over which one of them was right, the third in their group sat idle by listening to the sounds of the wood's wildlife that lay all around her.

The third in the trio of Crusaders was a young white unicorn named Sweetie Bell. She was normally the most calm out of the group and so when it came to things like this she tended to just stay out of it and let the two friends cool down. She also tended to be the easiest to scare and softest out of the group too.

As she listened to the sounds of the wild she felt strangely calm. The sound of the wind through the trees, the bids chirping, it was great...however something was a little off.

There was a soft sound coming from the distance that sounded almost like moaning, yet she couldn't figure out where it was coming from.

Walking away from the area where the group was resting in and after the noise, she soon found herself at a small clearing in the middle of the woods, with a rather odd area in the middle of it.

In the middle of the clearing was a hole in the ground which the grass around it appeared to be brunt for some odd reason. Not only was that weird but the sound from before was coming from the same hole.

As she slowly (and cautiously) came to the spot where the noise was coming from, she froze at the sight before her with a look of horror on her face.

"Gggiiiirrrrllllsss!" she screamed at the top of her lungs as she ran back to her friends with vigor.

At the shout of their friend, both Apple Bloom and Scootaloo stopped arguing and quickly ran to her. The could both tell something was wrong due to the tears in her eyes and quickly followed her back to the clearing.

Upon arriving at the spot in the middle of the clearing they all stopped at the sight before them.

After a few minutes of silence Apple Bloom was the first to speak.

"I think were gonna need some help." Said Apple Bloom as she turned to Scootaloo.

X

"So that why we need your help" Stated Apple Bloom as she retold the story to the newest addition of the small rag-tag group, a butter-ish yellow pegasus known as Fluttershy, as they started making their way back to the clearing.

Why go all the way to get help from her?

Well, Fluttershy was the perfect pony for this problem since, not only did she take care of animals for a living, but she was the kindest person around so if anyone could help them out she was the best bet...Plus she was kind of the closets pony for help as well.

"If what you're saying is true girls, then I will try to help the best I can." She said, while putting on a brave face for the three fillies. All though normally meek and quiet, when it came to animals in need she was anything but. And if what the girls said was true, then this was a time where she needed to be brave.

Speaking of which she really didn't know all that much about what was going on at the moment, seeing as she was just drinking tea in her kitchen not less than 10 minutes ago.

In fact, she had been waiting for a close friend of hers to arrive so they could get together for a "pet play date" as they called it. She thought to pass the time that she would make some tea and not even a few sips in and BAME! the Crusaders suddenly show up at her front door going on about how they needed her help right away and such.

So she stopped what she was doing and followed them...
Ok so it might not have been her choice for say but what was going to do, say no?

"Good" stated Scootaloo while pulling out ahead of the group to take the lead "just follow us and well be there in a split"

And so they did just that, and soon the group reached the woods where their goal lay. As they approached the spot the spot however the Crusaders all pulled out ahead leaving poor Fluttershy having a hard time catching up to them.

"Girls, I understand your worried..." She said through panted breaths "but please slow down or else-". She stopped mid sentence however and let out a gasp at the sight in front of her.

On the ground was a creature of sorts in which she had never seen the likes of before.

It was bipedal in nature much like a bear or ape (if the set of arms and legs where any clue to go by) but not as tall as one since it was just a little over the size of a pony (without the hair being counted, then it came to be about the size of Princess Luna) and it appeared to be wearing some type of cloth all around its body as well.

From what little skin could be seen it was clear that the skin tone of this thing was a very light color near tan but more of a white, and that besides the large amount of hair on the head (which came together to semi-nettle from what looked like a trigon) there was very little hair on the body in general.

Looking over the creature it was quite clear why the girls needed her help so badly. The creature was hurt...badly.

By just a quick look over the body she could make out all kinds of cuts and areas where bones appeared to be either broken or damaged. Plus if she had to guess there was internal bleeding as well.

Needless to say it wasn't the prettiest sight. It seemed that whatever happened to these poor thing was surely meant to either kill it or keep it from moving for a very long time.

"See we told you Fluttershy!" Said Scootaloo while looking over the creature's battered body.
She sounded a bit more excited than sad about the whole ordeal. The chance of it indeed being a new creature where high but...was it really worth being that excited over?

"Please Fluttershy you have to help it..." Sweetie Bell said through tears "...or I don't think it will make it". "Well at least Sweetie is sad enough for the both of them" Fluttershy thought to herself "I'll have to try to clam her down when this whole ordeal is over."

"Please Fluttershy you've gotta help em!" Stated Apple Bloom while trying to calm down Sweetie Bell at the same time.

Looking at the body a bit more she couldn't help but let out a small sigh.

She knew almost nothing about this creature, in fact she had never seen anything like it, yet it was hurt and she couldn't just leave it like this to die! But who's to say she do more harm than good by trying to help it (like that time with the princess's pet phoenix). Oh, What to do?

As she closed her eyes to think about it, it hit her.

No. She couldn't just leave this poor animal like this, she wouldn't be able to life with herself if she did. She represented the element of kindness, to leave an animal in need like this it would be...she just couldn't do!

"Alright Girls" She said as she slowly lifted the creature on to her back, which needless to say was a bit of a struggle "Help me get...it back to my house and well see what we can do from there, ok?"

And with that the small group made their way back out of the woods with a new friend in tow.

Well pal, I like to say its been fun and that I'll miss you...but I would be lying if I said that. Au revoir my friend, or at least in till we meet again.