//------------------------------// // Human meets...royal pony conscience? Part 1 // Story: The Night's Mind // by Arcanel //------------------------------// Once again, starting a new story right when you have exams is a really, really BAD idea. Anyway, Arc here. I'm really sorry for the wait. I entered a not-so-nice writer's block. And also, because planning this story is NOT easy. Trust me when I say this, this idea MAY be interesting, but it's not easy to write. I don't have that much of a margin of an error. And because I procrastinated like a champ…sorry XC. I do believe I won't take this much time again. Or at least not to me XD. Anyway, here's the next chapter of The Night's Mind! Apparently, after looking through the ENTIRE library of Twilight and the one of Canterlot, the written rights for the ponies has been lost forever, and as such, belong to their original known creator, Hasbro. Which means, I only own the story, 'k? Chapter 2: Human meets… royal pony conscience? Part 1 I could finally start thinking properly…or at least so I think. I can't even remember…ohhhh, my brain…'Ugh…what in the world happened?...And why does my head hurt? I should at least try remembering what happened before. Okay…I was…great, I can't even remember what I WAS doing…but I CAN remember what happened after that…I was in a dark void…and then…there was a…er…a…talking horse and a bright flash?...Nah, that can't be. Nice try brain. But you're not going to trick me that easily' After I finished my talk with my own mind, I went to check on my own body. Only to find that I couldn't move my hands. Nor my feet. "The hell? Why can't I move my arms and legs?! What's going on?!" I yelled to the air, trying to locate who had done this to me. Only then I realized, the strange and pale light emanating from me. When I looked down, I saw that my legs, or rather, my ankles, were shining blue. "And again, what the hell?" Was all I could manage to say. This is too much for my poor mind to process. "Ah, we see that you have awoken." Suddenly, a voice said. Wait, that voice is familiar… "Hmmm…we were not expecting this. We thought we had knocked you out for a longer time..." And there was the voice again. Why does it sound so familiar? Wait, what does it mean by "knocked me out"? "But enough of that. We are more interested in how have you gotten into our mind, strange being." The voice spoke once more. Okay, this is starting to get weird. Wait…I think I'm starting to remember… "I don't know what you're getting at but…wait…you were the one who knocked me out, weren't you!?" I immediately accused the voice the moment my memory came back. That's why it was familiar! She was the one who made me pass out! "…It seems we may have altered your memory. We…are sorry for that…we truly are." It said in an almost guilty voice. Wait, what? "You're apologizing?...I don't get it. First you knocked me out. Then, you apologized…make up your damn mind, will you?!" I shouted at her, a bit irritated. "…It seems deeming you harmless might not have been the best adjective we could have used." The voice said in a nonchalant voice, but I could swear there was sarcasm there. Okay, what the hell is going on? The voice I heard first was MUCH, MUCH aggressive than this one. Is it a different voice then? "What the hell is that supposed to mean? And could you please show yourself? I'm starting to get a bit annoyed, talking to a voice in a dark void and all." I told it, because I was really getting annoyed. It would even be boring if it weren't for the fact that I'm tied with some strange light somehow, and that I don't even know where I am. The voice didn't respond. However, I heard the same steps, or rather, hooves, again, coming closer and closer. Finally, the person came to the light…only it wasn't a person. Rather, a horse. A blue horse to be precise. 'Wait, a blue horse? Come on mind! We've been through this! We are not talking to a-' "You are lucky that we do not deem you harmless. If not, you would have been hurt by now." It said, or rather, she said, because now that I heard and remembered the voice, it was female. 'Hurt me? Oh please! She probably can't…although if she did knock me out so easily and I'm tied without needing rope, then that probably means something. I'm not stupid enough to be so arrogant in my strength…even though I'm talking to a talking blue horse…ugh, my mind needs to let some steam off…' "Very well…let's just ASSUME you are real. How the hell did I end up here, and how do I get out, why did you knock me out, why did you tie with this weird blue light that I don't even know what it is because this is too weird, and who the hell are you?" I barraged her with the questions in my mind, because I've had more than enough. If this is a dream, then I at least want to know where in the world am I. The horse was silent for a second, but then it-I mean she…er WHATEVER- talked again. "While we do not know what that "hell" of yours is, we shall answer your questions. You are in our mind, we do not know how you got here nor how you may get out, we would be asking that to you rather, you are in our mind, and I am Princess Luna." The horse said, once more. Woah woah wait, what?! "What do you mean you should be asking ME how to get out and how did I get in? And I remember, last time you told me I was inside your mind. That's impossible! This horse is starting to piss me off a bit…"I said, the last part lower so she couldn't hear. Apparently, she did anyway, because next thing I know, she is right in front of me. As in, INCHES away from me. "You shall call us Princess Luna you wretch! And we are a pony! Not a horse you philistean!" She shouted right in my face, with such strength I could have sworn it was air at hundreds of Kilometres per hour…ugh… "Ohhhh…my ears..my brain…" Was all I could say after her shout. 'Honestly, what's up with her voice!? How can she shout so much!? And why does she keep using "we" when it's only her? And "philistean"? Where are we, the 18th century?...Ugh…so much questions…but I better tread carefully…at least for now. I think she's back to her aggressive side again. It's weird how she changes personality so much. First aggressive, then nonchalant and now aggressive again…as if it was her real feelings and I was seeing them first hand…GAH! Pull yourself together Shaun! This is not real, and I'll be damned if it is. Because this can't get any worse…' What I hadn't realized, is that through my whole thinking of the situation, the horse- I mean pony…this is weird…- was looking at me the entire time…as if she was curious…okay, this is not worse. Just weird. "Now YOU will have to answer to US! Who are you, what are you and how did you come in our mind?" She asked me, almost shouting, but not quite. Good for my ears, at least. I decided to be calm now. "My name is Shaun Weller, I'm a human, and I have no idea how did I got into your "mind" I told her, a bit of spite in the word "mind" because I refused to believe I was truly inside the mind of a blue talking pony who was supposedly a princess. It just can't be. "…Very well Shaun Weller, if you are telling the truth, how are we supposed to know you are not lying?" She asked me, in a way I was sure was determined to make me lie. Yeah right, you don't know who you are messing with, my little pony. '…Did I just say that?!...Well, now I know I'm going insane…' "No problem. Now, don't get me wrong, I could say the same thing to you…but, " I started saying, not stopping to say the exact thing she asked, because I know that doing so would be death for my ears. "to actually defend myself, I'll say that how exactly I came here, I have no idea. I don't actually remember anything from whatever brought me here. And trust me, I don't want to be here. And if I DID know, do you think I'd be so stupid to get caught by you if I knew you were powerful? Besides, you yourself deemed me as harmless, meaning, I'm no match to you." I explained to the pony in front of me. It's still weird using that word… After I said all that, a bit of silence went by as she looked me in the face, as if you were looking for a sign of lying. Then she reared back in surprise, and spoke. "You…you are telling…the truth? But…but how?! How could somepony like you possibly enter our mind and not remember it?!" She almost yelled, turning her head to the side in question, luckily for myself. It's like she was completely sure I was lying…then again, if she IS telling the truth…then I would probably feel the same way. "I have no idea. But I AM telling the truth. In fact I would like to know how could I get out of here, if you could tell me." I told her, trying to get ANYTHING to form an idea on how to get out. If she isn't actually aggressive now, then it might be my chance to make to talk to her, and with it, get my ticket out of here. 'Wait…did she just say SOMEPONY?...What…the…hell?' "We cannot tell you. We do not know. We did not even know that you could get inside the mind of a pony" She answered me. 'EXCELLENT! Now I may be trapped here forever with a goddamm pony that is apparently a princess and I'm supposed to be in her head, and she changes so her mood so many damn times and…AHHHHHH! GET ME OUT OF HERE!' Well, this took longer than I thought but…it's here, at last. I don't think I have anything else to say that I haven't already said. My current catchphrase. Comment, R&R, let your inner Grammar Nazi out, throw WHATEVER ideas you have at me, haters ignored, flamers abhorred, etc, etc. Arc out.