I'm your normal everyday human. I go to school, hang with friends, listen to music...you know, human stuff. I'm also a brony. I'm not hardcore like most people. I like the show, I listen to some of the music, but I'm not obsessed with it. Unlike most bronies, I don't want to go to Equestria. I live a good life, have a nice, caring family, have friends that would take a bullet for me any day, what could possibly go wrong. Well, with my luck, everything. I somehow get dragged into some screwed up version of Equestria where everything is NOT what it seems. It seems like Equestria is the only utopia in this world. Everywhere else is a living hell. Also, getting your soul put into a steam/metal golem by some crazy unicorn trying to out due another inventor in his town by using black magic isn't that fun. Especially when your having dinner with your family and you just pass out, hardly breathing.

(Tags and characters will be added as the story progresses.)

-This story takes place in Rust and Blackwing's version of Equestria-

John Morrison, a cold hearted, sometimes quiet, smartflank who has been through many tough times in his life. Starting when he was twelve and in middle school. He had to choose two path's after his parent's deaths. He chose the path to protect and serve. On one mission however, the team's jeep got hit with an RPG. Everyone but John managed to get out of the jeep, with him being in the gunner seat, so he took most of the blast. When he awoke, he was in a strange land, and totally unharmed. With his pistol drawn, he sets out to find how he got into this strange land.

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Yes, Ik I'm currently working on an HiE fic, but I thought I'd give a shot at MiE...see if it was more my speed. Remember, always leave comments on what you think of the story =D..I'm also open to criticism. So talk and comment away. I also know I have the whole military thing weird, I just did it my way. XD

It started out as a normal day. Go to school, go home, draw, all the usual everyday stuff. However, something makes this particular day different from the rest. I don't know what, it just feels...different. I laid beneath a tree in an open field by my house, sketching in my sketchbook. After a while I begin to doze off, but I was awoken by a shake from the ground. It eventually got worse and worse. I began to panic, so I grabbed my stuff and tried to run back into my house.

Yes, I know this intro is a lot different from my other story, but this IS a remake (with some major differences) of my first original fic (which was REALLY BAD). However, due to votes from you guys, I decided to redo the story from the ground up. So here it is "The One They Call Phoenix Version 2 (V2 for short)

This story is about the life of one boy named CJ. He's the average college student, he's in marching band, plays clarinet, and is all round a cool guy to hang out with. However, he's been though countless battles, emotional ones, and he's suffering inside. But one day he was practicing his clarinet like he always does outside of his house. When he decides to take a break and take a nap, then something happens. An earthquake happens which wakes up CJ. He realizes he's just floating in the air, just....there. He looks down to see a colorful portal of something. He's confused by this, and then remembers he's floating in the air somehow. We hear a slight comment from him as he falls through the weird looking puddle of colors. Where does this take him? What will he find there? How will he get back home? Or will he want to go back home? Why am I asking so many questions? Will I ever find out why I'm asking so many questions? Oh well, these will be answered soon enough in my story. That is if you choose to read it.

This is my first ever fan fic, so I'm open to comments, still need an editor i guess you could say, someone who's better at English than I am. I'ts my worst subject XD.