Home.
That's where I want to go. But where is home? A whole universe away? I might as well just be dead if that's the case. It's impossible to go back, and no amount of positive energy will save that. I mock the world all the time. I say how horrible and ugly it is, how evil the world is, and how everything on it is so stupid. But that stupid way of life was my way of life. Those things I knew, that others knew. I could relate to them all. The memes, the memories, the celebrities, learning new things that seem to come out every year. Or maybe things that I just hadn't ever known.
These ponies don't have those memories, these ponies have only ever known peace. A quick search of my body's brain easily showed me a few things about Equestrian history. I am thoroughly, and utterly alone in this universe without a way of returning.
Alone...
There is no one here that can relate to me, in any shape form or way that I'm used to. My family, my friends, my life, all gone. In the single time span of a vehicle hitting me. This is it. This is the equivalent of dying.
"What's wrong with her?"
"She's in shock, she can't even hear us I don't think." A purple hoof waved in front of my face, clearly trying to grasp my attention. "I'm not quite sure what could have put her in shock other than... the memory of being hit by that cart. She only survived due to Discord's magic after all, such a near death experience would be more than enough to hurt a frail pony's mind, let alone a child for that matter. Ponies aren't built for things like that." What?
"Well, how do we get her out of 'shock' then?" That impatient scratchy female voice, that sounded suspiciously familiar...
"Well, there are a few ways of doing that. Mostly these issues work themselves out, but I think I might have a spell or two..."
ZZZTT
OW!
I reel back in shock from the sudden zap that jolted me out of my internal pity party, not that is wasn't justified. I turn my head to gape at the offender, who in turn was also getting glares from everyone around her. One Lavender pony.
"Uh, well... You asked... I just delivered..." Said lavender pony's cheeks tinge red from embarrassment. I sluggishly turn away from the ponies to look at my hooves. This is all real, all of it. Either I've gone insane, or I'm in another dimension with ponies being sentient. Both aren't good options. And about Discord... can I really serve a magical being I know nothing about to get home?
"Screwball... Are you okay?" The pink maned, butter colored pony from before gave me a look of concern. I look over her features.
...
My eyes widen a fraction. Tears roll down this mare's- No... FLUTTERSHY'S face. She's crying, not just for herself, but for me. I can feel her emotions, I can feel her sadness, her anger at herself, and her regret for letting me get away. It makes me want to cry, but I won't cry. Because if I lose myself in her emotions, I'll lose control of my own actions, and I'll be dragged into the darkness.
I gave her a smile, no matter how half-hearted it was. In response, she grew a small half hearted smile herself. She reaches, wrapping her hooves around me in a hug.
I then knew that I was cared for, even if I'm not the pony who she thinks I am. I hug her back.
* * * * *
As I pace in my padded room, I contemplate my next action. I have no place to go, I can't travel, heck, even if I could travel I wouldn't last a week. But of all my fears, the biggest one was wondering if I all of these ponies would figure me out.
Will they still care for me like they apparently claim they do? How long will I be stuck here? Who is Discord? Whose body does this belong to? So many questions, which only bring even more questions. Not knowing what to do, I decide that I'm over thinking things, a bad habit I've never been able to rid myself of. Why am I here? What am I doing? Can I get back?
"Look there she is!" WHAT!?
I jump back against the wall, gasping as I'd heard the dark malicious male voiced whisper followed by a choir of echoing dark and demonic giggles and snickers. The door's knob twisted rapidly hard in succession, but failed to actually open the door because it was locked-- But that didn't stop them from yanking on the door knob and try to kick and push the door in.
"Did you hear her?" Followed by the one whisper, came more laughter as the door was tugged on relentlessly--
TOOMANYVOICEWHOIAMIWHEREISTHISPLACEIWILLKILLEVERYTHINGPLEASEMAKEITSTOPI'LLKILLEVERYTHINGTAKETOTHEDEADTAKETOTHEDEADTAKETOTHEDEADTAKETOTHEDEAD--
I manage to tug my head away from the vast godly connection on intelligent I couldn't even begin to explain with words-- Who's thought became mines as theirs dominated my mind with billions of souls in one vessel. I don't know where I managed to find the power to do it, but I did it.
My brain was burning with pain as it began to overload from so many voices in my head driving me to madness to free myself from the hive of malicious intent. The monster yanked at the door, I could see through the window--
It's... It's... hundreds... hundreds of s-shadowy ghost hands!
"She's in there..." I heard the sound of a female whisper with hostility, the door got slammed against twice- but it did not buckle under the assailants attempts to knock it off it's hinges. Suddenly, the door was being tugged at from tendril shadow hands that slid from under it, a static audio beamed in my ears, it was like I couldn't hear anything other than their voices, this empty sound.
"W-Who's out there?" It's all I can pitifully do as I didn't really know how to work this body well enough to run from such a thing long enough for help, and I don't know how to do magic well enough to not do anything but be scared! This has to be some type of nightmare, I can't handle this...
"The Chosen One... wE HavE foUnD You, aNd We have returned for you..." One voice whispered in a hushed tone, I couldn't distinguish a gender because it sounded like hundreds of people speaking at once... "CoMe wiTH Us GoD..."
W-What'd they just say? Did... they just call me--
Suddenly the door's bolt that protected the door from being opened slid out it's position and into the air. My heart plummeted as the handles pulled back under the door, and the doorway went dead silent. Slowly, the door knob turned...
The door slowly opened, and a dark specter of a tall pony, taller than Discord even, stepped in. It's body was riddled with eyes, EVERYWHERE, it's a humanoid shaped blob! All of it's eyes gazed at me in their dead hyper realistic manner, the lack of souls present and pestering my mind with it's elder creature presence.
"♬ Where are you going?♬
Questions began swirling in my head in a nightmarish manner, my world began distorted and my vision began to swim. I began to back peddle, hitting the cushioned wall behind me as I began hyperventilating. I couldn't get myself to calm down, I'm scared! The only people I could ever trust were all gone! I placed my hooves over my head, shutting my eyes as they began to assault my consciousness with visions of nightmares.
Mommy, I'll miss your smiles...
Daddy... You could have loved me... Please...
Mommy, Daddy help me!
"Say kiddo, what're you doing back here already?" Discord?
I blinked, my reality distorted as I felt like someone completely different, a monster in sheep's clothing. I sat with a large crooked grin on my face, my swirled iris shifted and began to spin slowly, and I felt the overwhelming power and a taste for blood. I could picture the dark vivid life of pure animal instinct with a form of raw intelligence, it gave me a feeling... A raw form of ill intent, and I could do nothing but sit back as it felt like my soul was under the control of whatever super intelligent supreme being that had my very consciousness and shifted it to something sinister. Vivid cartoon distorted images pooled my mind as I knew only existence in the form of evil-
"KID! WAKE UP!"
Discord? I can't see... Oh, my eyes are closed... Already?
I slowly pry open my eye lids, in front of me were blurred ponies who surrounded me with worried expressions, each varying. It's strange being in the cartoon world of ponies... They were liked squiggly lining cartoons when I see them through tears... Wait, tears? I'm crying!? What's going on? Why can't I get control of my emotions anymore? What's with this place?
"Who's idea was it to leave this little filly by herself after she's only just had a panic attack? She needs comfort and loving ponies around her to let her know that no pony is out to get her! She doesn't need 'space' right now!" A stern Nurse pony sat on her haunches over me, holding me to her chest with both hooves. "You're going to be okay sweetie, nopony is going to hurt you, not here, not anywhere... I promise you on my life, that no harm will come to a single hair on your coat..." The sweet pony brushed my mane as I slowly uncurled from fetal position, laying against the wall with terror still coursing through my body. "Let it out, go ahead... It's okay to cry, crying makes you stronger..."
I began to realize what was going on, somehow, in some form I'm schizophrenic, I'm seeing hallucinations! But, how? Why? Was this body's brain damaged? Wait, of course! It's why I can't talk! "There's... some form of magic around her..." I glanced up to see Twilight, looking at me with abject terror. "It's... It's wrong, this isn't anything like dark magic... It's too sinister, too evil..."
So... not hallucinations? What's going on here?