Chapter 2
Difference in arrival
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Charles
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Charles groaned as he gained consciousness after being knocked out twice in a single day. He felt cold, miserable, angry and weird. The reason for each feeling revealing something.
He felt cold and miserable because he was stript of his clothes. The only pieces he had were his pants and socks. He felt angry at the asshole who sent him here. Cough, cough, God. He felt weird because, upon further inspection, he was cuffed and had a rope tied around his waist which bounded his new wings.
This caused him to fully look his new body over. On his back were a pair of huge, pure white, feathered wings. And lower down, he found he had a tail which looked like a snake attached to him. At the end of his new tail was some fur and fluff.
On his bare body, he could see runes and markings of some sort. Most depicted an angel doing something with a sphere of light. He also noticed a small pulling on his head.
Looking at the environment, he saw he was in some sort of dungeon or prison. It was cold, with stone walls and a metal bar door and window.
"Well, this is just great, isn't it? " he said to himself sarcastically.
Charles continued to talk to himself. "If I ever see god again, I am going to kill him. Even if I can't, I will at least damn try to."
He spent the next hour just looking around, out the window and at himself. He practiced using his new tail and looking to see if he could take any of the restraints off.
While trying to undo the rope from his waist, he heard footsteps in the corridor. Not footsteps. Something else. He shuffled to the bars to his cell and looked out.
Coming down the corridor was a horse and two ponies, which he could tell apart from the size and shape. It was made even weirder by the fact that they had bright colours that normal animals didn't have. They also had horns, wings or both.
The ponies were wearing some sort of gold armour and had spears strapped to their sides. The horse was pure white, like his wings, but had a rainbow coloured mane. She had a crown and some other regalia.
The horse asked something to each other which he couldn't understand.
"Um, hey. " he said wearily. The three beings looked at him and made him feel uncomfortable.
They tried to speak to him but Charles couldn't understand a single word.
"I can't understand you. " he said. To show this, he tilted his head like a dog. They seemed to get this and one of the ponies walked back. It came back with paper, ink and quills under its wing. The horse's horn then glowed and the stuff just moved on it's own.
Charles moved back at this. They saw this and the glowing stopped after the objects were lowered to the floor. The other pony's horn lit up and he started to move the object. Charles moved back a bit more but this time, they didn't stop.
They drew on the paper with the inked quill. On it was a rough sketch of the ponies speaking. It then had an even worse drawing of him on it with a crossed out speech bubble and question marks. So they can't understand me either, just wonderfully.
They then drew me looking over...a map with more question marks. Do I know where I am? I shook my head. Before they continued, I held my hand out to try and get the paper. They saw this and gave it to me.
On it I drew my clothes and me shivering. I showed it to them. They looked at one another before the horse spoke and the pony walked off again. He returned with my clothes which I would have put on if I wasn't cuffed.
I held out my wrist in hope they would understand. They did but the two ponies pulled out their spears. Fair enough. I quickly got my clothes on.
They were the same ones I had on when I left, which was a pair of loose jeans, a plain black shirt and a dark grey hoodie. I realised that my shirt and hoodie had holes in the back for my new wings and in the back of the jeans for my tail which were convenient. I even got my shoes back.
After dressing, they restrained me again and put away their spears. After getting a new piece of paper, they then continued drawing.
We're going to be here for a while...
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Harry
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*Gasp*
He woke up with a jolt, sweating profusely as if having a nightmare. He looked around in his alert state to find he had no clue where he was. He was in some sort of small house with barely enough room to stand up.
"Where the fuck am I? What the hell is going on? " he said to himself.
He looked himself over and found numerous things on his body. He had blood red horns, runes, a tail and a pair of bat wings with pale claws at the end. This freaked him out at first. "Huh, these are cool...I guess? " he said. Lucifer wasn't kidding.
He looked around again, calmer this time. There were lots of animals all over the place. Squirrels, mice, rabbits and birds. He saw a kitchen in the back and was currently sitting on a soft sofa.
He saw a door behind him which must have led out of the house. He got up and went to walk out. He reached the door and opened it, only to be greeted by two little, multicolored animals.
"Uurrr…".
He stood stock still for a moment as they looked at each other. Harry suddenly slammed the door and ran for the kitchen, hoping that there was a backdoor. He saw it and bolted through it just as he heard whatever they were entering the front door.
He sprinted around the house and into the forest, keeping to the edge so as to not get lost. He ran for a while before stopping at the base of a tree and catching his breath.
"What...the fuck...were they? " Harry panted, his asma kicking in. He sat down and waited for his asma to calm down. Just as he got up, he heard the sound of speech, which he couldn't understand.
He looked around to see those two animal things again.
"Fuck. " he whispered. Acting quick, he started climbing up the tree and hopefully out of sight.
He took a better look at them from his high hiding spot. One of them was yellow with pink hair and wings. The other was purple with different purples in its hair. It didn't have wings like the other but had a horn.
The horn of the purple one glowed like a glow stick and was being waved around, looking for his tracks most likely. It came to the base of the tree he was at and looked up.
Reacting fast, he flattened himself against the tree. The glow he saw around its horn slowly encased him. He was then lifted out of the tree.
Harry responded by trying to hold onto the tree but was pulled from it before he could get a good grip.
They spoke to each other while he just floated there, his heart beating a hundred miles per hour. One of them, the yellow one, turned to him and spoke.
"You OK? You hurt? " it said in broken English.
"W-w-what the f-fuck are y-you? " he stuttered out.
"We ponies. We help you. " it, no, she said with a smile which only creeped him out more.
"What? I'm pretty sure ponies are meant to be multicolored or be able to speak. " he said.
"Where from? " she asked.
"I'm from Britain. " he said. She turned her head at this. The purple one then started asking questions.
While they spoke, Harry tried getting out of the glowing hold. He picked up a hooked stick and tried to pull himself away with it. He moved slightly until the stick broke and he floated back into place.
The yellow one turned to his and spoke again.
"What are you? " she said.
"I'm a human? Have none of you ever seen one before? " he said in confusion.
She looked confused and would have asked if the purple one hadn't shouted. We both looked to see a huge wolf thing with glowing green eyes staring at us. Harry was dropped from the glow-y stuff and saw as its horn shone brighter. It then fired a bolt at the wolf thing as it howled.
It charged at us, with more that were hidden now showing up to attack. The horned one fired more bolts, few of which actually hit.
As one on the side pounced out to get him, he covered his face and prepared for it.
Help me! Save me! I don't want to die!
He felt something on his arm before the wolf connected. He opened his eyes to see a pair of gauntlets on his arms and hands.
He pushed it away quickly. As he did this, one of the gauntlets released a burst of fire and the wolf howled in pain as it burned to death. The other wolves saw this and stopped, their eyes on him.
Harry took advantage of this and stood up. He spread his arms, releasing more fire in his hands, to try and intimidate the others.
"COME ON THEN, BRING IT! " he shouted. They back off a bit. He then turned to the creatures. "Run. ".
The yellow one said something to the purple one before it lit up its horn and there was a flash.
He suddenly found himself inside a library. He looked confused for a second. The gauntlets then faded from his arms as a flame his body absorbed.
"What the fuck just happened? " he asked himself out loud.
"Are you OK? " asked the yellow one.
"Umm..yeah, I think so? " he said hesitantly.
She approached him as Harry backed away. She looked confused by this as if she expected him to stay still.
"It's Ok. I not hurt you. " she said calmly.
"Well, I still don't trust either of you. " he said.
"Why? " she asked.
"Cause I hardly know anything about what the fuck is going on or who the fuck you are. " he stated.
"My name Fluttershy. This Twilight. " she said, pointing out the other thing. They said they were ponies, right?
"My names Harry Parkes. So where are we? " he asked.
"We in ponyville. " she said.
"Never heard of it. " he said.
"Equestria? " she questioned me.
"Nope. ".
She looked at the purple one which said something.
"Equis? ".
"Nope. ".
She looked at purple, I'll just call it purple from now on, and said something that made her eyes go wide.
"From different world? " she asked.
"I think so. " he replied.
The two ponies spoke with each other. While they did that, Harry looked at his hands and wondered how he summoned those weapons. He tried simply thinking of them but that had no effect. So he tried again.
Gauntlets, appear.
His arm ignited and a fire danced on his arm and hands before condensing into the gauntlets. They had a weight to them that felt uncomfortably comfortable and were made out of gold and gems. They were lined with intricate details that got more interesting the more he looked. He thought of them disappearing.
Gauntlets, disappear.
And just like before, they turned into flame before his body absorbed it. He made a mental note to check out his powers later.
When the two ponies stopped talking, he looked at them as the yellow one, flutter-she was it, spoke.
"Come to castle with me and friends? " she said questioningly. He nodded.
May as well, got nothing better to do.
With that, purple trotted off while flutter-she stayed with me.