--Chapter 2--
The New World
“What in the holy fuck just happened?!”
Revan couldn’t believe what was happening that day. First I went on patrol, then went to check what the dog had found, then fell into some kind of hole in reality… or whatever that thing was, and now I’m inside of some kind of bobble that looks like… I dunno, let’s call it energy field.
The human got up on his knees and looked at still asleep Mischief. “Wake up.” He poked the dog at his side. Mischief slowly raised his head and looked at Revan, who at the moment was almost shooting daggers from eyes at him. The dog understood that human didn’t like what he had done before and in the answer, he dropped his ears and lowered head a little bit. “I’m going to draw the consequences from that, but for now let’s focus on our current problem.”
Revan set his gaze on the field surrounding him. He had no idea what that thing could be and there weren't many things he could do in his current position. The floor under him was made out of stone and covered in dust. That gave him an idea.
That field was probably placed here. There must be something behind it. I wonder what will happen when I touch it…
Revan slowly raised his hand and moved it closer to the blue field. However, he stopped right before he made contact and backed away. On the second thought, maybe I shouldn't do that. It may be some sort of electricity field or something like that. On the other hand what better choice do I have? Besides, if that would be electricity it would strike me already… I guess.
After that thought, he continued to move his hand closer. He closed his eyes and prepared himself for potential electric shock and pain.
However, he felt nothing. As soon as he opened his eyes he saw his right hand outside of the bubble. What's the point of that thing if I apparently can just get pass through it? From what it feels I can certainly say that its purpose isn't keeping any extreme heat, cold or acid away from me. Revan started slowly getting up on his legs and came out of the field. When he stood at his full high his head and half of his torso was peeking out of the field.
When Revan looked around he saw where he was. Around he saw ruins of sorts. The walls were heavily damaged and covered in the ivy. The roof had a big hole in it, showing him the moon shining in the night sky. Something isn't right, the craters don't look right, and it seems too big... Nah, I must be seeing things On the floor laid a damaged, red carpet. In the place he stood, it was completely ripped off. He also saw few burn marks at the edges.
When he turned right he saw two thrones, with two goblins above them. The first one was dark blue, and the second was yellow. The thrones were also in that set of colors.
He went out of the field. Looks like I’m in some castle, but it seems like it wasn’t used for quite some time. Nonetheless, that means this place used to be inha-
*BARK*
His thoughts were stopped by loud bark coming from the bubble.
*BARK*BARK*BARK*BARK*BARK*
Oh right… Gotta get Mischief out of there…
*BARK*BARK*BARK*
Revan stepped back into the field and the moment Mischief saw him, he calmed down, yet couldn't stop himself from muzzling Revan's leg. Revan knew that Mischief wouldn't want to come out on his own. Dogs see in yellow and blue, and the bubble is blue, so for him, it looks like a wall.
The human took the dog in his arms and stepped out of the bubble. He set Mischief down on the ground and continued his thought. So like I was thinking before - this place used to be inhabited. Which means I can probably find someone who can help me to get home somewhere nearby. Revan had 3 ideas about what was going on. Either he got teleported to some other place on Earth, was all the dream or he was in another dimension. He really hoped it was NOT the option number three, though he still couldn't get that moon out of his head.
Hey, wasn't full moon supposed to be visible in a few days? Revan scratched his beard in thought. Something is very wrong here, I just know it.
Revan started to look for the exit. This place abounded and for sure it wasn't an attraction for tourists. He walked out of the throne room, into the embranchment with 3 ways to choose. He realized that he has no idea about how to navigate around this place. It was like a maze to him.
And he knew only one way to get out of the maze – choose one wall and hold on to it. He started to walk right and after about a minutes of walking through the empty hallways, he found himself in some sort of library.
Wow, those bookshelves are really huge. I wonder if I can read any of those books? Probably not but it doesn't hurt to check He came over to the shelf, took a random book and examined it. The book he chose had a hardcover, thou Revan couldn't recognize what it was made out of, It didn't feel like leather but it still looked like it. In the book's front, he could read words ‘Equs – Geographic Atlas’ Heh, so it looks like I can read this after all. Good for me, I guess. He opened the book and saw few hand-made maps.
Like the title said, this book was about the geography of 'Equs', where he presumably was. He didn’t recognize any of maps in the book, none of them even looked similar to what he knows. That brought him to the realization. Either this is some stupid joke or I’m not on Earth… And it sure as hell doesn't look like a joke to me... Fuck…
Revan closed the book and began to look through the others. He wanted to find some information about whoever lives here since there is a high possibility that they aren't humans. Most of the books he found were clearly a fiction. He saw titles like ‘Adventures of Joe Bingo', ‘The Witchmare’, ‘Call of Honor’, ’Colt in Black’, ‘Four Guards and a Dog’, ‘Colt Wars – Guards of the Old Empire’, 'Magic Unleashed' and many more that looked like the bad reference jokes.
Other books he checked included manuals about chemistry, physic, dictionaries, and magic. That last one left him confused for a few seconds until he reminded himself that this place can be ruled by completely other forces then what he is used to.
Finally, after what felt like hours (in reality it was few minutes) he found what he needed - ‘Anatomy Guide for Dummies'. Revan opened a book and began to read. He expected creatures that inhabit that place not to be humans but he certainly did not expect them to be 'ponies'. At least that's how the book called them. Ok, I’ll give you that Warren, Aliens really are ponies. Point for you.
Revan studied the book more and found out that said 'ponies' were divided into 3 races. Pegasus who had wings and were apparently lowest of all three; the average height was about 0,80m. Thank God they don't use another measuring system. Though it is VERY strange that not only they write in English but also use the same measuring system. Slightly bigger were unicorns who had an ability to channel magic through their horns, those reached high of 0,85m (not counting horns). And last ones were Earth Ponies, with high of 0,90m, but neither horn nor wings.
There wasn’t much in the book. Just a few drawings of the skeleton structure and descriptions of few body parts that looked like the writer had some problems with the grammar (kinda like this fic), but let’s be honest here, this book is called ‘Anatomy Guide for Dummies’, what else did you expect? Revan closed the book, satisfied with a little information he got. Knowledge about who lives here will be very helpful while trying to make the first contact.
He put the book in its place and continued to look for the exit out of the castle. All the way he couldn't stop thinking about where he ended up. He might have never been able to come back as far as he knew. Revan was fresh after the training and he had wanted to get the job in the police force since he was a kid. Not to mention his family and friends. Even though his father was dead, he still had a mother. She may have gone back to Poland after his dad's accident but that doesn't mean they don't meet each other. Maybe this magic of theirs can somehow help me get back home. Gotta think positive, depression won't help me now
After some time he finally found the way out. The part of the castle he and Mischief currently stood in was absolutely devastated. Walls were crumbled and the roof didn't exist. In the middle of the chamber stood something that looked like a fountain. He pushed the massive wooden doors at the end of the room, open and looked outside. All around the castle he saw the large and dark forest. So I’m in a middle of a fucking forest… Just. Fucking. Great.
Revan started to walk a path in front of him. He had to choose some direction and all paths led somewhere. Soon he saw a bridge hanging over the cliff. He looked down but he couldn’t see the bottom since the view was blocked by the thick fog. The bridge doesn’t look safe at all, but as far as I can see, there aren't any other ways to get on the other side. Well here goes nothing. Raz kotu śmierć…(Polish #YOLO)
The human came closer to the bridge and took a deep breath to calm himself. He looked at Mischief and ordered. "Stay." In answer, the dog sat on the ground. Revan decided that they should walk separately to prevent the bridge from falling apart.
He took the first step forward. Wood didn’t break under his weight. Good. With cautious and slow steps he eventually made it through the bridge. *Sigh*”Ok, Mischief, come over here”
At his command, the dog run straight to him ignoring the falling apart bridge. There was no further path, it was probably devoured by the forest long ago, but he thought that if he keeps walking the same direction, he will finally end up finding something… or will get killed by some wild animals… or starve to death…
When Revan was about to start walking in chosen the direction, Mischief sensed something from the nearby bush. He began to bark and growl aggressively. Soon Revan could have seen two pairs of light-green eyes that belonged to two unknown to him creatures.
They looked like they were wolves, although made out of wood. Both of them stood slightly taller than Mischief. Their eyes were shining with week green light. Despite being made out of wood their jaws were somehow filled with saliva, fangs didn't look all that impressive though. There weren't many of them and they didn't look all that impressive.
The way they looked at the human and his dog could mean only one thing, ‘dinner'. Without wasting time, two creatures launched themselves at their prays. One attacked Mischief and the second one Revan.
The wolf jumped straight at the human who was trying to pull out his gun from the holster at his site but reacted to slow and got pushed to the ground, landing on his back; his gun landed away from his reach. The predator -who had landed on the human- tried to bite Revan but human gripped its jaw, keeping him away. Wolf started to jerk around, trying to break free from the grip and kill his victim.
The beast used its claws to strike the human, only to get blocked by another hand.
Normally Mischief would have helped Revan but currently, he had other things to worry about. The large wooden creature charged at him and tried to bite the dog's front paw. He jumped back and before the wolf could recover from his failed attack, Mischief jumped on its back -causing the beast to fall on its back- and bite the wolf's neck.
Revan managed to keep the attacker away from his throat -which was wolf’s target- and moved his leg to creature’s barrel. He pushed it off of him and threw behind.
He immediately got back up and saw that the wolf he had thrown landed on the bridge. The force of the impact made the old ropes tore up and the old structure fell apart. The wolf that landed on the bridge fell down and probably got broken into bits.
When Revan was done struggling with his opponent he looked at Mischief, who was currently biting the wolf's neck. That didn't seem to do him much of the damage though, and soon Mischief was thrown away by his enemy. Revan took the advantage of the wolf not paying any attention to him and before said wolf could begin his counterattack on Mischief, Revan pulled out the knife from his belt, run closer and impaled predator's head.
The blade cut through the wood without much problem. The knife use to belong to his father, but after he died, Revan took it. The blade's length was 15cm, the handle was made out of wood and wrapped in black leather. It was currently sharpened and carried clear signs of usage.
The wolf died almost instantly and Revan put his knife back into the belt. He looked at Mischief and kneeled down, checking if they had any wounds. Mischief was perfectly fine, while the human had only a few scratches from the paws on his hand.“Great, looks like we’re all right.” He said while patting dog’s head.
Revan walked over to the gun he had dropped and put it back into his holster. It was ‘Desert Eagle' the large-framed semi-automatic pistol. It uses .44 Magnum ammunition and carries 9 rounds in a magazine. This gun weights 1,8Kg and makes quite a bit more noise that most handguns would when fired. The firepower of this gun is enormous, well-placed shot from short range could possibly rip off human's arm.
It wasn't the traditional weapon for the police, but Revan liked having a bigger gun than the others… no pun intended.
Revan gazed at the dead wolf once again and walked away along with Mischief. The forest was very dark and if it wasn't for the particularly bright moon, he wouldn't have seen anything. Both the human and his dog were watching the forest carefully, in case some other wolves were about to attack them.
To his surprise, the fauna of the forest was very similar to what he was used to. He even saw a few wild apple trees along the way. He took few of them and decided to clean them when he'd have had a chance to do so. And after about the half an hour of peaceful walking through the dark forest, and being pissed off by mosquitoes, he found a river.
He cleaned the apples and ate one of them while letting Mischief have some too. Out of all of the dogs, Revan had the pleasure to meet, Mischief was the only one that not only ate apples but also liked them. They both were a bit thirsty, so they began to drink from the slowly flowing river.
I think I should follow the river, it probably runs through some village or town. When the two finished drinking, they began walking along the river.
After making few steps they were interrupted the by loud screams from the opposite side of the river. It sounded like a group of girls, or in that case, it would have probably been mares.
Someone’s there, and if screaming means the same here what it does back home -which I assume does- then whoever is there is in trouble. Without further thinking, Revan dropped remaining apples and jumped into the cold water; Mischief right behind him. He held him the gun above water level to prevent it from damaging; he might have needed it. The river was deep, he couldn't feel the ground beneath. The current wasn't strong and he had no problems with it.
They both were decent swimmers and made it to the shore in no time. Mischief shook the water out of him while Revan began to walk closer to the area he heard screaming from; gun held ready in his hands.
Suddenly he heard something he could not have been prepared for – singing. He got closer to the source of the sounds and when he was close enough, he hid behind the tree and listened to the singing.
“…so, giggle at the ghostly
Guffaw at the grossly
Crack up at the creepy
Whoop it up with the weepy
Chortle at the kooky
Snortle at the spooky
And tell that big dumb scary face to take a hike and leave you alone and if he thinks he can scare you then he's got another thing coming and the very idea of such a thing just makes you wanna... hahahaha...heh...
Laaaaaaaauuugh!”
After that, he heard bursts of laughter. Revan was a bit shocked that there appeared to be no danger but was even more shocked that one of the ponies there was singing. Who even does that? He had to admit though, she has a pretty nice singing voice.
Revan quickly came back to normal. Ok, time to introduce myself.
“Um, hello?”