David Carrian can't help but be attached to his amazing, very expensive computer. As such, when a virus sneaks onto his system without his knowing, he puts all of his focus and knowledge into removing the threat that is screwing with his memory and CPU.

But he hears something coming from his headphones. A quiet, almost unnoticeable voice cries out from behind the computer screen. On one hand, knowing that the virus is playing such sickening sound effects drives him harder to fix the problem. On the other however, he stops to think after he finally makes out the words said to him...

This tale follows heavily on the Slice-of-Life and drama side of things, but sways towards adventure halfway through the story. As of Chapter 13 (treehouse.exe V1.31), we have not reached that point yet.

Episodes beyond season three episode two are ignored.

Click here to listen to a reading of the first chapter by Griffin Productions!

This story is a sequel to The Horseman's curse

The pendent of the Proto-drake, the neckpiece that gives the wearer the shape and powers of a proto-drake, ends up in Equestria.

I was living a comfortable life. Had a loving wife and son, money was absolutely no issue, everything was swell.

Next thing I know, I'm hearing voices, I can't move, I can't talk, I can't even breathe. Yet, I know I'm alive, though I don't entirely feel like myself anymore.

Then I end up being the last of survivor of my new race.

I'm not even human anymore...

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-A HiE fic as a changeling in an alternate universe where MLP was never aired on Earth.
-Starts shortly before the end of Season 2.
***Slow updates! You've been warned!***
-Current cover image is a placeholder. Trying to find a more appropriate one...
-Comments below contain spoilers!
-The [Tragedy] tag is there mainly because I can't put up the [Sad] tag, due to conflicts with the [Comedy] tag.

Garrosh Hellscream, once a warrior, a champion, and a Warchief, has found himself humbled before, but never quite like this. When Head Dark Shaman Kardris Dreamseeker, fears that the Enemies' numbers will prove too great even for the Kor'kron, she, with the aid of her colleague, constructs a mysterious rune with the ability to teleport the user to a far-away place of which even she knows not. After presenting it to the Warchief as a mere trinket gift, she relocates back to Grommash Hold where she ultimately meets her fate.

Later, when Garrosh and all his loyal forces are utterly defeated, he is given no other choice than to use this rune for his escape. Now here, in this bizarre new world, and guided by an old and good friend, he must undergo new challenges, meet countless new faces, and conquer new obstacles (including himself.) However, the most paramount quests our "beloved" Warchief will ever have need to complete are these: To learn to live in this strange new land, and to make his father proud.

They tell me my memories are fake. They tell me my life isn't real. That I'm nothing more than a science experiment gone wrong. I can't accept that. I won't accept that. They trapped me in some sort of cell, where they study me. I will escape from here and find a way home. I am Jake Darrison, and I WILL find a way back to my family. Nothing will stop me, not these horses, not any magical monsters, NOTHING. I will be free.

Something is returning to Equestria something that hasn't been seen or heard of for a very long time. A darkness is coming and it has set its gaze on twilight and her friends will they defeat this unknown creature or will they be crushed with in the creatures dark shadows.

This is my first attempt at writing a story so sorry if my grammar isn't the best. And this is also my first attempt at writing a Dark themed story.

(ps- don't pay mind to the cover art its only temporary until i can find something that suits this story)

Equestrian has finally gotten to the young mage, and after failing in every possible way to enact spiteful revenge against Celestia and Luna, he finally cracks.

When the aspects joined forces to obliterate their once brother, a small fragment of uncorrupted essence remained. Merely a fraction of a percent of what was once strong enough to destroy worlds, it is banished to give both Azeroth and their brother a second chance at life. In Equestria, in the body of a whelp, the ex-aspect Neltharion is truly awake for the first time in thousands of years, realizing just how far you can fall before hitting bottom, and how hard the climb back up will be.

Trees shorter than they should be, buildings smaller than preferred, a world filled with creatures bigger than him, yet others are near microscopic from his perspective.

Trying to find out where he should fit in is hard, because he is not too small, but most definitely bigger than most. Once he connects to the dominant civilization, a whole new world of opportunities is revealed before him.

He will walk as a giant. He will walk with giants. He will walk alone.

Edited by Newbiedoodle, CheesewedgeFTW, Immortan Joe, and Silas

so im sitting there, watching a canterlot wedding on tv, when a drunk driver crashed through the wall, and kills me.

thats it, right?

WRONG!

of course i have to wake up in fragging equestria, as a fragging (mutant?) changeling

and the worst part? this is only the second worse thing to happen to me...