I guess it would freak you out too, realising we are not alone in reality. I found out the hard way, with a few angry natives. As you might be thinking: "Is this guy crazy?" You would be right in thinking it; but no I'm not crazy. I remember it like yesterday. The sun was shining, the birds were chirping; well, that's how I remember it. In reality the day was pretty normal.
-BEEP-
"Hm?" I moaned, stretching my arm over my face in vain to stop the noise piercing my skull.
-BEEP-
"Alri-" I cut myself of as I yawned. I raised myself up, pushing the covers off.
-BEEP-
"Alright, I get it," I hit the 'stop' button on the top of the alarm clock. "Glorious silence," I said to myself. I got out of bed, my feet touching the carpet. I walked over to my body length mirror looked at myself.
Oh right, I haven't told you my name; it's Alex. No need to know my last name; very unlikely we're going to meet anyway.
I took a look at my slightly under-tanned body, "I really need to get out more," I said frowning. I realised I was staring at myself like a fool and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
Coming out of the bathroom feeling clean and new, I picked up some random clothes from my pile and put them on, "Better something than nothing," I said.
I picked up my bag which had my uniform and ran down stairs. Reaching the bottom, I grabbed my keys and put them in my pocket. I made sure I had everything, “keys check, wallet... Nope.” I ran back up and found my wallet under a stack of drink cans and pocketed it.
”Okay, keys... check, wallet... check”. I went downstairs and opened the door, I had to close my eyes to stop them being blasted by the sun.
Damn Summer.
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I got into work quite early, meaning I had time to lounge around before dealing with crappy customers. My co-worker came into the room, "What's up man?" he said holding out his fist, bumping it with mine.
"Not much, waiting for my shift to start, is it busy?" I asked him, hoping he would say no.
"Of course, it's always busy on a Saturday." Damn Saturdays.
My shift went by fast, without having too many incidents. I was only shouted at by a couple of people today. Once was by this old woman that came back into store after being served and complained that I under charged her, obviously it was my fault. Turned out she was reading the receipt wrong. She didn't even say sorry.
I left work with a better than normal attitude, things seemed up for me. I had money which is always nice, I was in good standings with my bosses and I only had one ass have a go at me.
I got back home after an uneventful trek and threw my bag on the bed. My flat-mate James shouted out from the front room, “Insert witty dialogue here!”
I chuckle and shake my head, “Seriously bro, I just got in from work.”
“Yeah so?” He says, walking into my room. “Come on, we’re going down the shops.”
“What, why?” I ask, a bit annoyed.
“To do shopping, duh.”
I roll my eyes and get to my feet, “Fine, but we better not be long.”
“Why, you got something important to do?” he asks sarcastically.
“Not really, I just don’t want to be long.”
Me and James leave the house and I lock the door, “What are you planning to get?” I ask, putting my keys in a pocket.
“Some food.”
“What food?” I ask.
“Edible food.”
I roll my eyes again, walking beside him. We walk for about twenty minutes before James found the store he was looking for. We walked into the store and looked about. James made his purchases and I bought a pack of wine gums.
We walk out and start to make out way back home, “Why did you buy an entire chicken? Do you even know how to cook one properly?”
“Nope.”
“Then why did you get it?” I ask, looking at him strangely, like usual.
“Why not.” He replied, giving me a smile.
I facepalm, “Seriously James, Seriously.”
We carried on walking for a bit. I pulled out my wine gums and open them up, offering some to James. He refuses and I shrug, turning to the front.
"Hey bro, did yo-" I said, trailing off as I was interrupted by a growing laughter.
"Did you hear that?" I ask, stopping on the sidewalk as a tear formed in the air around chest height.
"The hell is that?" James said, looking to me.
"Don't know bro." I reply, not really knowing what's going on.
The eerie laughing continued as we stood there watching the tear open wider. Out of it trotted a purple unicorn. He wore a blue cape which flapped about as air rushed past us into the tear. He gave a grin, causing me and James to shudder.
He held up his horn and a blue beam of light shot up to around twenty metres and created a dome around us, either sealing us in or keeping people out. It seemed like the latter as people didn't seem to notice us or the dome and literally walked past it without giving it a glance.
"What do you want?!" I shout, moving back.
"You're going to help me!" The pony shouts. He aims his horn and launches two beams of dark energy at us, one hitting me and one hitting James.
We both fall to the ground clutching our chests, I look down and see that dark energy start to grow out of the skin where the clothes had been torn and slither over our bodies.
I look back up to the pony to see him give a sad smile at me, he stands there for a little bit longer before he starts to walk back into the tear, but not before my Vision starts to fade.
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Thankfully I wasn’t dead. Well, I was close. Something unexpected saved my life, something that I knew couldn’t be real, but is.
“Urgh,” I moaned. I remembered that I had been attacked and mentally checked each body part to make sure I hadn’t suffered too much damage. All body parts seemed to be there.
I cracked open my eyelids to check my surroundings, the bed I was laying on seemed surprisingly soft for a hospital bed and the room was nicely heated to ‘just right’.
I opened my eyes and rose up, strangely I wasn’t in a hospital, but in some kind of medieval themed room which was a strange surprise, though not unpleasant. I pulled the covers off myself and got out of bed, the cold hard floor giving me the chills as my feet touched down.
I looked about, the light from outside giving the white marble floor an uneasy glare on my eyes. There were bookcases all across the right side of the room, they stopped just before a large window that finished just before touching the wall which the bed was up against. They stopped at a set of wooden double doors that looked like something out of a fantasy book with the large sun in the center and various pictures surrounding it, but not from any books I had read.
The other side of the room was much more colorful; the wall held many different scrolls, pictures and items of obvious interest to the person living here. In the middle sat a worn wooden desk, which the owner seemed to make use of a lot seeing as it bared many marks. There layed an open chest which was overflowing with scrolls.
I rose up, noticing that someone had taken my clothes off and the fact that I didn’t have a scratch on me. It seemed strange but I pushed that to the back of my mind as I pulled the covers over to me and tore them up into a makeshift toga. Unpractical, but I wasn’t expecting to fight or run any time soon.
James wasn't in the room so I assumed he had been taken to a different room. Mentally noting that I would have to ask about him, I carried on my investigation of the room.
I walked over to a desk on the left side of the room and flipped the cover of a book over to take a look at the title. Unfortunately it was in a language I couldn’t read and I placed it back where it was, making it look like I never touched it.
I walked over to the set of doors and listened out for anything behind it. Either there was nothing, or the doors are too thick to actually hear anything. “Hmm...” I mumbled, not sure what to really do...
On one hand I could stay in this room, or on the other I could open the door and see what’s outside. I chose the latter., I pulled the door open with a large amount of effort. It creaked open, alerting someone out there that I was awake. I could hear voices shouting now that the door was ajar.
I continued to pull the door, mentally debating whether this was such a good idea after all. Once the door was open enough for me to squeeze through, I popped my head out to see how many people were waiting for me.
I stuck my head out expecting people in strange clothes, not exactly my cup of tea but something I could handle if need be. What I got was something stranger and infinitely more difficult to handle.
Ponies, honest to god ponies were standing there holding spears at my throat. I blinked and slowly slunk my head back in the room. Ok, I seemed to be hallucinating, maybe blood loss or a concussion; not sure at this point.
I closed the door, hoping they weren't strong, they didn’t look too strong from what I saw. I lowered myself to the ground against the door, putting my head in my hands. I was hoping to wake up from this strangely calm nightmare.
-CRACK CRACK CRACK-
One of the ponies beat its hoof against the door, bringing me out of my state. It started speaking in a language I couldn’t understand. Ok, I must be in a dream... or a nightmare from what I’ve seen so far.
-FLASH-
Bright light filled my vision, causing me to cry out in pain, “Oh dear god!” I covered my face to stop anymore pain filled light and rose from the floor. Unfortunately I had been blinded.
Someone spoke something in a strange language. For some reason it felt kind and motherly, something I was not expecting.
My vision returned, with it was something I expected even less. In front of me stood a pure white, Unicorn... pegasus... It was a little taller than me. It’s ethereal mane blowing in the unseen wind, slightly distracting me.
“H-hello.” I replied, unsure of what to do.
The white unicorn blinked and coughed into its hoof, “Oh, I did not expect you to speak old Equestrian...” She said, tilting her head to the left, “I’m guessing you are quite distressed.” I nodded, “Please, sit down and I will sort this all out.” I nodded again and moved over to the bed. She trotted over to the door and opens it with, to my surprise, pure motherfudging magic. Her horn lights up together with the door and it swings wide open.
All the guards stood there with a blank expression on their faces.
The unicorn speaks to them, shaking her hoof around. They nod at times and some seem upset. Eventually the guards salute, moving away.
The unicorn turns around, closing the door and trotting back and sits down in front of me on the floor. I sit on the edge of the bed, staring straight at her, unable to comprehend her... or myself actually being here.
“What is your name? Do you have a name?” She asks, unsure.
“A-Alex... Where am I?” I ask back.
“Hello Alex, my name is Celestia and you are in my quarters, in Canterlot castle which resides in the city of Canterlot. It is the capital of Equestria.” She answers without missing a beat.
“So... I guess I’m not in Kansas anymore...” I mumble, mentally laughing.
“Was that your home?” Celestia asked.
“Oh no, I wasn’t from Kansas. I live in England, a different country.” I answered. “Am I dreaming?”
“I don’t know, are you?” She grins, knowing she got me there.
I sigh, “Okay, what are you?”
“Oh, an Alicorn, part Earth pony, part Unicorn, and part Pegasus. My sister is also an Alicorn, as well as another pony called Cadence, I’m sure you’ll get to meet them soon.”
"Okay... My friend arrived here as well, do you know where he is?" I also, hoping he was next door.
"I haven't seen another like you, I would have been told if another had been found."
Just what I didn't want to hear.