In Unexpected Hands

by A SketchPad


2: Horizons

Waking up was a harsh task to undertake. Not only was your body hurting from the whole ordeal yesterday, but so did your mind. Groaning, you run a hand across your forehead and try to heal your aches with the amulet. You felt the magic tingling, but your brain protested against it.

Flopping your hand down, you come to the conclusion that you're gonna take the whole magic thing lightly today. Nothing that will influence your body. You look toward a few piles of sticks and try levitating them. You feel no pain in your head, so you assume levitation is something really basic. Augmentation on your body, disabling magic, and all the like is probably something really advanced that'll leave you weary the next day.

Putting that mental file away, you look up at the sky and smell the air. The sky was shining bright for an early morning. The flora of the forest enhances the scent of nature. The small embers give you that nostalgic feeling of all those times you spent with family around the fireplace.

You blink and look down at a random patch of grass. You remembered what happened last night. You can use magic to do everything else, but you can't get back home. It doesn't hit as hard as you thought it would, but the thought scares you that you might be trapped here forever.

No, you can't think like that. There's some hope here. Maybe you can try to ease your way into their society, somehow. But you throw away that thought. You kinda screwed that up when you ran, dispelled magic, and entered some sort of forbidden forest that they were afraid of. Maybe offer some apology. Or...

You hear snapping twigs and rustling leaves to your left. Looking, your eyes widen at the sight. An amalgamation of logs and bark that formed a wolf. Not just that, but at least three more behind the one closest to you.

You look around and glare at them, backing up and away from them. You try casting some sort of fire spell, but your mind yells at you in pain. You try to cast it nonetheless, only for a small ball of fire to pop out and miss, hitting your makeshift bed and burning it.

Leaning against the tree behind you, your head is swimming with pain. The timberwolves are walking up to you, still. But only in cautionary steps. They fear you might try it again. No matter how you spin this in your head, you have to go back and hope those ponies might save you.

You swing around the tree and run. You know you were going in the right direction. You didn't venture THAT far into the forest. At least you hoped. But you could see the thatched roofing of the natives, telling you that you guessed right. Looking back, you could see the timberwolves coming after you.

"They seriously don't care...oh god, please help me." You muttered as you run through the town, startling the natives yet again, but with greater impact with the timberwolves chasing you. Your body shrieked at you to stop; the aching turning into pain from the amount of running. You wouldn't let that happen. As much as you love rest, you doubt you'd enjoy wooden teeth piercing your body.

Though, the lasso yanking your ankles has other plans.

You fall on the floor and see the timberwolves glide over you. They slam into the walls of someone's home, collapsing into a bundle of twigs. While you would smile, your pained body and slamming headache is more of a priority to fix. That wasn't helping much as the orange pony drags you toward her.

In all honesty, now that you think about it, going out in the woods in a strange land was probably not the best idea.

"Somepony get Twilight over here!" Her voice rang out. "And Fluttershy, too! He don't look so good." She looked into your eyes and put a hoof to your head. Her gaze is steeled, but it betrays a sense of worry as black encroaches the corners of your vision.

Looking up at the sky, the clouds roll by. Your brain makes out different shapes and patterns, causing your mouth to grin as you black out.

~~~

As you see colors swim into your vision, you could faintly hear concerned voices speaking about your well being. You start to discern shapes in the room, seeing books within shelves and the quilt that covers you. Three moving blobs slowly take shape as equines. There was that purple winged unicorn, the orange farmer pony, and a yellow pegasus.

You groan as the yellow one wrings out a towel and places it on your head. She seems to be taking your presences well. From the way she hid behind the orange one, you take it she's cool with you.

"So..." you weakly turn your head to the purple pony. She gulped and looked down, contemplating her first question. "...honestly, I don't know what to ask him. So many questions to ask, but they're dashing around my head that I can't catch them."

"I'll ask. Who are ya, stranger?" The orange pony spoke up.

"I...uh...I ain't telling. I'm standing by the fifth amendment." You answer quickly. That causes a confused look among the three of them. "I know how it goes. You ask the questions and if I don't answer, I get roughed up. So with that, I stand by the fifth amendment."

"All I'm asking is what yer name is. It's clear you speak our language, but I have no idea what yer spoutin' out." She spoke. She was puzzled, but she was curious as to who you were, that's no doubt. But you aren't going to give them the pleasure of who you are. You raise your hands and try to use some magic to do the ol' bash the back of their heads trick like in the cartoons.

No.

Not even once today. Your mind is really loathing you, at the moment. You hold your head and groan, hoping to sink deeper into the pillows.

"I'm guessing you realize that using magic of that magnitude is bound to cause some headaches." The purple one said. "Don't worry. It'll pass by with a bit of rest."

"You're being awfully nice toward an alien. When are you going to probe or dissect me?" You cut straight to the point.

"Err...what?" The three of them stare at you with a widened look.

"Isn't that how it works? When you have an alien species from another world, you usually hide them from the world and dissect them to learn more about them."

"That...no, I...What kind of environment have you been raised in?!" The yellow one yells. She hovers towards you and runs a hoof over your face. "That is not the kind of ponies we are. Why would we ever do something like that to anything?"

"Well, TV and movies kind of tell you that aliens are hidden away from public view only to be dissected and used as a lab rat."

"And you believe those types of medias without a second thought?" The purple pony deadpanned from your response. You stay silent for a few moments before she says, "I never thought I'd talk about these types of things to another...what are you, anyway? You don't look like a minotaur. You look more advanced for a monkey."

"I'm a human." You introduce yourself. "I am a species that survived hundreds of thousands of years of nature. We transformed the Earth around us into our playground. We have discovered and invented many great sciences and knowledges that even you...uhh...ponies...even you ponies would be like 'holy shit, they're amazing'."

It left them astonished, albeit the purple one seemed to be very interested in what you've said. She rubbed her chin and shifted her eyes upward, thinking of something to say. "Umm..." She began. "...Have you always been reckless in using your magic?"

You open your mouth to tell her you never used magic before using the amulet that you found, but you remember quickly that she and that rainbow pegasus came to your world to throw away that away. You fidget a little bit before she giggles at your antics.

"I guess that's a yes. But I have to say, those are really advanced spells that you used."

"Well, we're...uhh..." You quickly try to think of something to say. "We may use magic a lot and through genetics of thousands of years, that knowledge is etched into our blood. That's possibly the reason." She nods and looks at the girls.

"Well, you stay here and rest. The girls and I will find some food for you to eat when we get back."

You wave to the ponies as they leave and rest your head on the pillow. Looking up at the ceiling, you feel something in your pockets bothering you. You take it out and find out it was only your phone. You're kind of relieved, even though you had no signal. You unlock it and start playing some games on it to pass the time until they came back.