//------------------------------// // Intro to Darkness (4) (REWRITE POSTPONIED) // Story: The New StalLi-Ion // by Twilight_the_spy //------------------------------// Well, this place isn't worthy of an Apple store, I'll tell you that much.  Literally from the five minutes that I've been here for, and the twenty or so houses I've walked by, I have already noticed that this town has no electricity... The serious lack of power lines were a dead giveaway, though.  Also the roads weren't paved, they were just stereotypically gray gravel.      Also, I've noticed that random everyday objects, like bags and stuff seem to literally float around the Unicorns' heads.  Now, I'm no stranger to weird shit, but that tripped me out quite a bit.  Interestingly though, aparantly the tiny wings on my back should be able to lift me off of the ground.  I saw many Pegasi that were flying above my head.      ... Not sure how these 'Ponies' ignore what's on the underside of the Pegasi as they fly over top of you, but I guess I'll just have to try to hide my embarrassment for now, after all, one day I'll be the one flying above ponies' heads...  Displaying...  Although I'm pretty sure the ponies who have been around here longer than me wouldn't see it as that... Just me and my perverted mind, I guess.      Enough of that, though.  It seems the written language here is different than that of my home world - Hey, I can say I'm an alien now, sweet! - but luckily I have a translator, walking right beside me.      What, you forgot her name already?  Yeah.  I did too...  Not the best with names as I've stated before.  Think it had something to do with iron or steel or something.  I'll just call her Chryssy.      "Hey Chrysalis, can you read what these signs say? The written language here is different than the written language for where I came from for some reason." "First of all, you aren't supposed to call me Chrysalis, You should call me Forge.  I'm in disguise, remember? " Chrysalis, or Forge, whispered with a commanding tone, "And that sign says Third Street West."  She continued, completely flipping her tone around to happy while pointing towards a sign at a small intersection.      "Alright, we need to find Third Street East, so we have to walk straight to the other side of town."  Yay, more walking...  All I want to do is get to my new home and sleep.      So we continued walking along the gravel road.  We got a little ways, and then it hit me.  Not figuratively, though.  There was a pie.  Now, normally I would have freaked and and totally probably beat the fuck out of whomever threw the pie.  However, this wasn't 'normally' as when I wiped the pie off of my face and turned to the right, I saw a giant gingerbread house.  To say I was speechless was an understatement.  Slack-jawed would also be an understatement.  Jaw to the floor would also be an understatement.  I'm pretty sure I was wiping my ass with my chin.      Now of course this would be the perfect time for a random pink blur to appear in my face, and scare me shitless, "Sorry!" the pink blur squealed.        Then she took in a large breath, and the dam overflowed, "Me and my friend Derpy were having a pie throwing contest and then she threw hers and it was like WOOSH and then it hit the target over there and I went to throw mine and it was like WOOSH and then you were like clop clop clop and then the pie was all like SPLAT! It's funny how things turn out isn't it?"  The whole time it seemed like she didn't even take a single breath.  Now I'm sweating, because I am quite scared...  If this is what all ponies are like, I'll probably die before I have even lived here for more than three days.      While I stood there, dumbfounded, the pink thing used Wraith Screech.      ...      It was really effective.  On my ears, anyways.      Once the effects of Wraith Screech wore off, and I stopped hunching over in pain, I heard that the pink one was talking at a rapid pace... Again.      "Whatsyournamewhatsyourname OOH I have to plan a party! Ohmygosh! WHATSYOURFAVOURITECOLOR?  NO WAIT!  I HAVE A MORE IMPORTANT QUESTION!  WHATSYOURFAVOURITECAKEFLAVOUR?"  Then, without waiting for an answer, she gasped for one huge breathe, then ran away.  Like, ultra fast.  ...  The Sanic levels are high with this one.      Looking over to Forge, who looked a little bit out of it, I asked, "Ehhh, what just happened?"      Forge just sat there, same dazed look on her face.  So I got right in her face, stared straight into her eyes, and said, "I love pie."      Damn, still nothing.  Looks like we'll have to do this the hard way.      The hard hoof to the face way.  Ergh..  Why did I have to think of that, now I have that stuck in my head again...  Eugh. Hooves...      ...      Well at least I'm not as afraid of them as I was earlier, but anyways, back on task.      I started lightly tapping her with my right foreleg on the tip of her nose.      And then she burped.      "The fuck was that?" I asked.      She looked at me sheepishly, "She gave off so much love... I feel so well fed, and tired now."      Checking how many blocks we had gone since third street, and judging by the super freaking tall and wide building that sat dead in the center of the next street, I estimated we were on First Street, "Yeah, once we get past that overly huge building we will be half way to my house." Though I'm not sure if it came with furnishings or not, otherwise we may have to sleep on the floor.      Turning to look at me, Forge asked, "Will it have a bed?"      "Heh, was just what I was thinking about.  I'm honestly not sure, when we did the... Lottery... All we were told is that we would win a house.  It's honestly kinda scary now that I think about it."  Well, all I can do is hope that Death was trustworthy , and built me -- or us, now -- a stable home with good insides and a sturdy frame.      "We'll have to check it out when we get there.  I can't imagine Ponyville carpenters would do anything bad.  They seemed pretty nice last time I was here."  Forge said while pointing to some of the houses around us.      "You've been here before?"      "Yeah, it's a quiet little place.  Locals are pretty nice too, a little easily startled.  But not much you can do about that."      "Ah.  Where is everyo-pony then?"  Gotta get used to these new words...      "That's a... Good question.  I see there are boards on the windows and doors on all the houses," Then she added in a quiet voice, "I am disguised, right?" "Um, yes you are,"  I then gestured to the town around us "But this is really weird, all the ponies were just running around out here, and now they're all gone...  Can they just... Disappear? "      Forge looked at me with a nervous look on her face, "While some Unicorns are able to teleport, doing so requires a lot of energy.  Even more so when additional factors are present, like additional ponies, or a longer range.  Did you see when they disappeared?"      Glancing her way, I said, "Must have been when I was trying to get you out of your trance." Wait, teleport? Dood.  If a pony tries to teleport me I have to say, 'Beam me up, Scotty!'      Forge suddenly looked really nervous, "We need to run."      "What?"      She took off into a dead sprint, turning her head over her shoulders to yell, "Run!  Run now!  I'll explain on the way!"      I gave chase, speeding up until I was almost beside her, "What's wrong?"      "I don't know, but I sense fear from every household here.  Everypony is hiding, but from what, I don't know.  All we can do is hide also."      After about a minute of nonstop running -- Pony endurance, bitches -- we made it to Third Street East, evident by the gasping Forge, who could barely stammer out, "What's the house number?"      "Think it was Seven-teen." I gasped She nodded her head towards one of the houses, which surprisingly looked like any other house on the street. I don't even see any house number on it, how could she tell which house was which? But instead of a stopping to think about it, I followed her as she raced to the door, flung it opened, and raced inside.      I shut the door as quickly as possible, just fast enough to suddenly hear something slam into the door on the other side.  Running back to the door, I put all my weight against it, hoping to keep it closed, "Holy shit! CHRYSALIS HELP ME BARRICADE THIS SHIT!"      It seemed the home opened right into the living room, and there was a couch right in the center of it, "Grab that!  Place it in front of the door!"      A green aura wrapped around the couch, lifting it off the ground and floating slowly towards me and the door.  I would've been dumbfounded by this, but my brain was in 'Fuck everything SURVIVE' mode.      Once the large couch got close enough, I scooted out of the way, and helped position it in front of the door.      There were a few more bangs on the door, but then the unknown beast gave up, as it seemed, and went away.  Don't ask how I know it was gone, I could just tell somehow.      "What... Was that? And why was everyone so afraid of it?" I asked.      "To both of your questions, I don't know.  This is the first time I've ever even seen... Whatever it is.  But I didn't really See see it, I just felt it.  Tasted it, really.  It tasted of sadness, pain, and anger."