//------------------------------// // Kansas is Long Gone (2) // Story: Professional Exorcist // by TheWittleScamper //------------------------------// Kansas is Long Gone Note- This story takes place before the events of season 2. I know I should said that earlier but, hey, I'm new at this and I kind of forget things. "No. Nononononononono! NO!" I panicked. What else could I do? I wake up in a strange room in a strange house to find out that the person who lives here is not a person at all. Not only is it not a person, it is a pegasus who freaking speaks. Not to mention that it was perfect English! To respond to that, I did what any sane person would do at the situation. I panicked. "This can not be real! This isn't possible..." I pinched myself on the arm, praying for this scenario to be some wild dream. Sure enough, it wasn't. "No." I muttered in defeat. I placed my trembling hand on top of my head, feeling my hair mixed with sweat. I placed my back up against the wall next to the bathroom door, sliding down slowly until I sat on the floor. I stared right at the winged horse, getting a good look at it. It was small for a horse. I think the correct term for it would be "pony". The top of it's head would reach up to the bottom of my chest at my full height. It's hooves were much more smoother than that of a normal equine, and were a fair bit larger. It's muzzle was also much shorter than any horse I'm familiar of, and it had large, expressive, green eyes. The biggest feature of it, however, was how adorable it was. I don't mean internet cats adorable either. I mean that it was so adorable, that you could suffer a fatal heart attack from staring at it too long. My mind was creating an unpleasant mix of thoughts of possible scenarios that will play out. Some were childishly stupid while others were trying to be as rational as possible. "Is it going to eat me? No, that's absurd, horses are herbivores. Wait a second, am I considered an alien? Oh God, is it going to sell me to some sadistic government who will... "experiment" on me?" "Um... excuse me... are you alright?" It spoke in that same angelic voice from before. I was still too dumbstruck to say anything to it. I just sat there and stared like an idiot. After an awkward silence, I soon found my voice. "I'm fine. Just dandy." I spoke quietly. My voice quivered a bit as I responded. I took my gaze off of it to stare at the floor, contemplating more at my situation. I nearly jumped when I felt it touch me. I lifted up me head to retaliate, but then my gaze met it's eyes. They showed compassion for me. She smiled, comforting me by tapping my shoulder gently. "There there. I know you're afraid, but you don't have anything to worry about, okay? I won't hurt you." It spoke softly, almost as if a mother to a fearful child. I don't know why, but something told me that I could trust it. Trust her. I felt like she could help me find out where I am and how I got here. "So, will you help me?" I started, regaining my composure in my voice. "Oh, um, yes, I'll help you, I mean... if you want me too. "I do. You see, I-" I was cut off by my stomach reminding me about something important. I was starving. "Um, I hate to ask this, but do you have anything to eat?" I munched on a carrot I had received from the pegasus. I continued to put trust in her as she showed kindness to a complete stranger, let alone a potential alien like me. On the back of my mind, I was still growing dark thoughts. "Why is she helping me? She must want something from me. Or maybe she really did show compassion just for doing it. Ugh, I shouldn't be stupid, since when was the last time anyone showed kindness to a person, let alone a stranger, and not expect anything in return?" My mental battle grew larger with almost every crunch of the bitter vegetable. I chose to ignore it as best as I could. Her house was interesting to say the least. She has a bedroom and a couple of bathrooms upstairs, and a kitchen that directly connects to a living room. Almost everything, besides some the furniture and wall paper, was made of wood. The furniture was also a little small for me. The kitchen chairs probably wouldn't last long if I took a seat on them, my legs would dangle if I chose to take a rest on it, and details like that. It reminded me of what I thought a Hobbit's house would look like. There was also the obvious part of a lot of animals in her humble abode. They all were small little critters that urbanized people will call pests. What took me off guard is that one particular rabbit was on the counter, glaring at me with an almost human expression on it's face. It didn't bother me as much as a talking pegasus that shouldn't even exist, but it bothered me nonetheless. Speaking of which, the pegasus was talking to the animals. She told them something about me being "not dangerous" and the weird part was that they seemed to understand. Except, of course, the rodent that was giving me the death glare. It was kind of interesting seeing her connection with animals, granted that she is technically an animal herself. "Don't think like that. If she talks and has feelings like a human, she should be treated like a human. You can at least do that after all she has done for you." I told myself. I guessed she must be some kind of veterinarian by the way she treated the animals. "Wait a minute..." I placed a hand on my chest. I remembered the bandages wrapped around me earlier, but as I slid by hand, I felt rugged bumps that could only be stitches across my chest. "Did she do this?" I felt like it was time to get to the bottom of this. "Why did you do it?" I calmly addressed her, attempting to not be too critical on her. She turned to look at me with a puzzled expression. "Why did you go out of your way to help me?" I asked again, not changing the tone of my voice. "You were hurt and you needed help. It would've been wrong to leave you there all alone." She finally responded. She smiled warmly at me. It was clear to me now. She really did do this just because she wanted to. "Well, you have my thanks." "Oh, no need to thank me. I was just doing the right thing. Oh and um, if you don't mind me asking, what is your name?" "Daemon. My name is Daemon Mercer. And yours?" "Fluttershy." "Fluttershy? What an odd name." I mused. "Hey, who am I kidding. Back in the day, my name would be weird." I took another loud bite at carrot. I thought of what I needed to do next. I needed to devise a plan to get back home if that was even possible. Unfortunately, I couldn't do that with the evil eyes of that furball staring straight into my soul. I needed to get some fresh air. I paced myself to the door. By either Fluttershy's negligence or my returning luck, my staff was placed right next to the door. I grabbed it and make quick use of it to release some pressure on my sore chest as I made my way outside. It was a beautiful day. The sun shined gloriously upon the land it touched, making the already bright colors to radiate even more. There was a small bridge a few steps away that stretched over a creek that was decorated with lily pads. The nearby trees had birdhouses either tied or perched on their branches. The birds who resided in them sung their song to one another. On the horizon, there were shapes that seemed to be houses close to one another. "There is a whole village of these pony things?!" I sighed. I needed to get use to these things before I could get home. I took a look at her house from the outside. It was something from a fantasy movie. The house was built in the tree, with branches sticking out, holding more birdhouses. "Gee, what's next, a city on top of clouds?" I pulled myself away from the distractions to create a plan, which involves one of my favorite pastimes: talking out loud to myself. "Okay, so what are my options here? I could walk into a town and ask for help... no, too risky. I could find a way to get to the leader of the government... what am I, stupid? I'll have to ask Fluttershy for help... but what if she can't? Then I'll have to ask her for to introduce me to the town, and hopefully gain their trust. Then I'll have a happy ending like in the children's books. I hope this place is like a children's book and not one of those nursery rhymes." My monologue was interrupted by the door creaking open. Sure enough, it was her. She jumped a bit when she saw me. "Oh... uh sorry. I just saw you walk out and I thought..." "It's okay. I'm not thinking about leaving yet. I just needed to get some fresh air. So, uh, Fluttershy, can I asked you a favor?" "Um... okay." "Do you know how I got here, or how to send me back?" "Well, um, I don't know how you got here, I just found you in the forest... sorry. But I think I know somepony who can help you get home." "Really? Who?" "Well, um..." Before she could finish there was a distant shout. I turned to find the source, but found something speedy and polychromatic coming straight for me. I quickly moved away from the house, ignoring the tightness of my chest. I wasn't fast enough. I felt something hit me on the back. Hard. I was sent face first into the grass. I rolled to face my attacker. It was another pegasus. It was cyan, with an impressive multicolored mane and tail. It also similar to Fluttershy by the tattoo thing on it's flank, but instead of butterflies, it was a lighting bolt with a red, yellow, and blue color scheme. It glared at me with determination in it's eyes. "Don't worry, Fluttershy! I got this! "But, Rain-" "Alright ya big lug, I'm gonna buck you into next week for attacking Fluttershy!" She had a feminine, but butch voice. I stood to my feet, and she responded by flying eye level with me, hooves raised as if for a fist fight, but with hooves. "I wasn't attacking anyone. You assaulted me!" I yelled, pissed off by her idiotic actions. "You... talk?!" "Yes I can." She lowered her defenses, but not completely. She still hovered eye level with me. I wasn't worried if she did attack me. One simple spell, and she would down for the count. "Look. I wasn't attacking anyone, I swear. You can ask her." I pointed to Fluttershy, who squeaked a little. The multicolored pony turned to her friend. She didn't even need to ask. "He's right, Rainbow. He wasn't attacking me." I smiled victoriously. I ignored her to finish my conversation with Fluttershy. "As you were saying, there is someone who could help me?" "Oh, well, yes. Her name is Twilight Sparkle, and she is great with magic. She is in the middle of town." "I can't just walk in the middle of town. You saw how your... friend reacted to me. I hate to ask anymore of you, but can you bring her here?" "Why, yes, of course! Anything to get you home." She smiled. She quickly made her way towards to the town. I glanced at the other pegasus when Fluttershy was out of sight. She glared right back. "Don't you have somewhere to be, Skittles?" "Yeah I do, and it's right here to make sure you don't cause trouble. And it's Rainbow Dash." "Whatever you say, Skittles." She scoffed at me. I chuckled as I sat down in the grass. Rainbow Dash took the sky to hide on a cloud. She stared at me cautiously from the sky. I started to whistle to myself. I prayed it would be a short trip to this Twilight's house for my sake. I don't know how much more I can stand this.