"Mike!" my buddy yelled behind me as I ran as fast as I could to outrun my pursuers. They were my friends before this, but during the game, they were walls for me to knock down. Two stood in my path, and I bashed them down. The target was in the air as I turned around to look and see it spiralling to me. I looked to see my enemy: Kevin, running for the intercept, but I would show him I could be just as fast.
He closed in as I eyed him and began my run back to the ball. Time slowed as the ball slowly went into my hands and Kevin overshot in front of me, with a shocked, but determined facial expression. He took competition very seriously, but when you're almost twice as heavy as someone in Football, you tend to roll right over them. As he was turning to run to me, I high tailed it to right and ran for the end zone. He was quick on my tail, but luckily I could keep pace. But when someone is on the Track and Field team, they tend to be much faster than you.
However, when you're built like a football player, you tend to have enough muscle to tank your way through technique when it comes to running. Even more so, if you have a slim build. I used all of my muscles to punch my way forward, my abs twisting my legs faster and faster, while I contorted my body to run with the wind. I was almost at my limit, and he was gaining. I had run this fast before, my limit, but before I could surpass it, I would trip and fall over from my own legs. However, this was the winning touchdown, and I needed to make it. We ran and ran down the field, with Kevin gaining on me and about to pounce, but I was fed up with him always being able to catch me. With adrenaline pumping and irrational anger fueling me, I pushed my muscles further and in the home stretch began to outrun the Tracker. He May have speed and technique, but I have the muscle. I ran over the endzone and cheered, but before it hit me, I was no longer on that field, and no longer in my town. My friends were nowhere to be found, but at least there were humans, but it seemed odd as they walked their...ponies rather oddly. That was until one of them screamed at my arrival: a wild human...
"Everypony run!" A charcoal pegasus yelled. I was pretty much speechless. That was until guards began to run to me. Pony guards in armor, using magic to levitate spears and nets.
I did try to yell, "I--" And then my throat contorted in pain. I was so confused, but had to get out of there. I looked around quickly, the adrenaline pumping in me and my senses pushing me to my max. I spotted a road leading to a forest in the distance; best way to lose them as any. As I ran, I spotted the structures of the town. All colored in bright, rainbow mixtures, as to match the ponies that inhabited them. A shop that looked like a gingerbread house and made of candy. I would probably test that if I wasn't running. On top of that a house on a carousel; despite being cased and hunted at the moment, the town looked pretty nice. Much more diverse and unique than the suburbia of America to be sure. Although, it was sure to have its own problems; taxes were probably ridiculously high or something, if the ponies even had taxes. Also, they seemed to have more medieval tech, yet with a modern touch of color; it was odd, but I had no time to investigate.
"Hey, stop!" One of the guards yelled, to which I simply inadvertently flipped him off as a spear landed to my left. although, it felt strange as I ran, like I was lighter; quicker on my feet. And it became apparent, as each stride put me at an almost equal pace with the ponies chasing after me. I looked back and was astounded, but simply passed it off as adrenaline kicking in. Although, everything did feel much lighter.
"This bugger's fast," one of the guards yelled to his peers. Now I'm a bugger. Great.
I passed by pony couples walking on the road, with their humans. Yep that sounds pretty wrong. What was odd was how short they were; probably five feet in my estimate. Still much taller and more intimidating than the ponies, but they were very small compared to my 6'1" height. I was getting distracted. I just needed to run, but just then as I turned my head back I saw a lasso going for my legs and a pony with a cowboy hat, with an apple picture on her thigh as the user.
Applejack was walking towards Ponyville on a road near the everfree whistling in a carefree tone. She was indeed happy. The day was peaceful and the air blew by nicely. Her stock of Humans did very well on her orchard. She was able to get done so much with their labor. Her brother was taking care of everything while she thought about it. The humans she owned were fairly docile after she removed their pride and joy. Some, lucky for them didn't need to and she was able to use them for breeding. More bits to earn, she hummed in her head. Life was good; she was making plenty of money and hoped to make more and put her family on higher and higher pedestals.
Although, Applejack was not on her way to make money, but to meet with friends and hang out. She was going to pick up her timid, yet caring friend just at that moment and then proceed to town.
"Hey stop!" Applejack heard in the distance. She looekd to see guards chasing after a loose human. And she was shocked to see it running almost as fast as the guards. It looked to be as tall as Celestia. It held black hair, blue eyes, and rather groomed facial hair. It looekd to be a pampered human to say the least, especially compared to the most luxurious looking one in Ponyville. It also looekd to be a designer breed, and much more agile looking than any of the normal humans. She couldn't make out anything else under its baggy black shirt and black shorts. It wore white nikes and had white socks over them. It didn't notice her as she pulled out her lasso, ready to subdue it. And then it turned back to see Applejack pulling out her lasso and launching it at the human.
"Crap!" I yelled in my head, as my words didn't seem to be working. "where the hell did...she...come from." I took a guess, that turned out to be right as she called out in a southern feminine voice.
"Hey ya varmint! Stay put!" And just like that the lasso was almost around me. I had to make a move, or already be captured. So, I took a quick right turn and then resumed my course, but even just a slight difference in speed allowed the guard ponies to catch up and were practically clopping down on the back of my shoes. The apple pony, however didn't give up and despite what many would think, instead of running away from the vicious animal, she tried to catch it with the guards and cut off my escape route.
"We got him now!" A guard yelled behind me as I continued moving. I didn't stop and the apple mare seemingly realized this as she sweated bullets, yelling for me to stop, but I kept going and went even faster.
"Stop!" the mare yelled, to which I simply ignored her. And literally, I plowed into her, but instead of trampling her, as I hated to hurt people--err-ponies, I slung her over my shoulders and continued to run, but felt slightly heavier. She seemed pretty light for a pony who looekd pretty dense. The ponies did look very weird for ponies though as I looked at the distressed mare's face, who was yelling for me to put her down. Big bulging eyes and multicolored. It was rather odd, but the explanations would come later; I just needed to keep going.
I wasn't paying attention enough though. Instead of avoiding the incoming tree, I seemingly had no choice but to collide with it. However, to avoid harming and of the ponies and being looekd at as a threat, I threw the mare off my shoulders before I slammed into the tree, groaning in pain. It pretty much felt like hit my arm into a rock, but just all over the front of my body. I had a bloody nose, and felt dizzy as I backed off of the tree, while the guards surrounded me, prodding spears at me and one threw a net over my dizzied body.
Luckily the apple pony made it as she got up and seemingly dusted off the dirt and began to approach. She had an angered face, while I tried to get out of the net and get the spears away. I felt like I got just got off of the most intense twister ride. I fell down to catch my breath and try to stop the dizziness, but of course, while I was trying to recover, one of the guards had to whack me in the head, rendering me unconscious.
No respect for animals. Although, I guess if it was the other way around, it would probably be just as bad; still though, it hurt!
"That was somethin' else," Applejack said to herself, as the guards began to haul the human away. It looked odd though; it seemed rather peaceful while asleep, or unconscious she supposed.
Her rather peaceful day was abruptly changed, but she wondered whose human it was. It was rather unique and looked much more agile. She had never seen one run that fast before too. She cringed at the thought of meeting one like that in the wilderness. It could probably tear a pony apart. Humans were thought of as aggressive and extremely dangerous, but could be taught to obey and love like a dog or any other pet. She wondered what the owner had done to the human to provoke him to run away like that.
While she pondered on that, she began walking to Twilight's home, trying to forget the day's event.