<< Editor’s Note:
Just a small message from the editor, known on the site as XeRom; it’s been good working with this story, if a lot of work. He’s not a native English speaker so my job is tough, but rewarding. He’s been good to work with so far and I wish to see how this story progresses further. With that, Allons-y!
-XeRom, your local neighborhood Doctor >>
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After the Dark
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“How?! How could you do this to your own brother?”
“You’re not my brother anymore! You’re just a puppet of the military!”
Ok, at this point I was a little lost. For one, some man with a gun took me hostage. Two, this man was apparently my brother that I haven’t seen for three years. Three, he wants to kill me for something I’ve never done. Four, can someone please wake me up from this nightmare?
My brother poked me in the back with his gun, leading us both towards the cafeteria. I hoped that my friend would be able to help me without hurting my brother; he wasn’t in the best mental state right now. He forced me to open the doors leading to the cafeteria and we went in. To my complete surprise, it was a while before anyone noticed the gun against my head.
There was utter panic.
Trained soldiers running about everywhere in a panic. You have got to be kidding me! These men were trained soldiers and they didn’t take the time to stop and see what my brother was up to?
My brother was probably thinking the same way, as he said "What the fuck? Is this all? These are the fearful warriors? Humm... anyway no point in changing my plan. This is just going to be so easy now!"
Pushing me hard out of range, I hit a table corner hard and collapsed to the ground. My vision began to flicker into darkness. As my vision began to fade, my brother took something from his bag; my heart sunk at the sight of it. In his right hand rested a block of C-4, while his left held the detonator.
Where did he get that?! Who would possibly sell that to him!
Max, my brother, took the bomb and attached it to the rooms main column. Holding the detonator high above his head, he said, "For the peace. " With that, he clicked it.
The last thing I saw and felt was this bright orange and white flash, an intense pain and a loud ringing in my ears. What was strange though, is that after about ten seconds I felt nothing. No more pain, no more blinding light, and no more noise.
There was another flash of light; I heard a soft voice call out to me, "Oh dear, you’re finally awake!"
The only thing I could see in the state I was in was that she had long curled pink hair and appeared… yellow. No, that couldn’t be. Probably just my vision playing tricks on me. She was probably a doctor. She had to be… right?
Soon enough, my vision began to clear up when I saw something come out from her back. Now I really had no idea what was going on.
Soon after that, my vision finally began to return to normal, the so called ‘doctor’ having left a half an hour earlier to go get something to eat.
I was in a simple hospital chamber. White walls, grey floor, and a pale green door. Looking out the window, I could see that it was night. Forcing my gaze down I notice that I’m laying in a blue and white bed, with a pattern of a sun and moon being crossed by a red line.
With an effort, I try to move my hand but to no avail. I couldn’t feel my hands anymore! Attempting to reach my arms up and touch my head, I hit myself hard.
"What the hell is going on here?!"
After a few minutes of dizziness, I decide to take a look at my hand. That was a bad idea. Instead of a normal human hand with fingers, I had what more closely resembled a horses hoof. No wonder I couldn’t move my fingers.
"Oh my god, what happened to me?! Why do I have freaking hooves?!" I cried to myself. Almost immediately I hear the door to the room slam open and three… horses enter the room?
Unable to comprehend the sight in front of me, my eyes roll back and I black-out once again. I guess that was just too much for me.
Awaking once again, I notice I’m in the same bed, as well as the same room. My head hurt something terrible. That was only a nightmare… right? I suppose so. To confirm this, I raise my arm again to take a look at it.
"DAMN IT THAT WASN’T A NIGHTMARE!” Yep; once again I had a hoof instead of a hand. Only this time I didn’t pass out.
This time, instead of looking at my hooves, I take a look inside my bed blanket. Fur. There was this blue fur covering my entire body. Is this real, or have I just finally gone crazy?
Trying to wake myself from this nightmare, I try to pinch myself with what was now a long snout; no hands, remember? It’s just a little hard to pinch yourself with a hoof, you know? I let out a small yelp as I bit myself. This was definitely not a dream, or contributed to me going insane.
I try moving my legs, or were they hindlegs now? No problem with that. Attempting to get myself out of the bed, I plummet face first into the floor. My poor head. Trying to stand on my four hooves proves to be relatively easy. That was before I tried to walk.
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