‘Ugh …where am I…’
You grip your head and sit up slowly, taking in your surroundings. A large expanse of trees greets your vision, along with a throbbing pain in your ankle.
‘Agh! What the heck?!?’
You look down and see your ankle twisted backwards at a rough angle. You prod at it with a finger and the area flares in pain.
‘Grah! Oh God, that hurts! Just what I needed, a broken ankle, and in the middle of some god forsaken forest on top of it. This couldn’t get any worse. At least I know some basic first aid to temporarily take care of it until I get out of here. If I get out of here. What am I thinking; of course I’ll get out. This forest shouldn’t be too large, I’ll just hobble out of here, find a home, and get whoever lives there to drive me to the hospital. Simple.’
You crawl your way over to a pile of fallen branches and start sifting through them. Picking out a few decently sized ones, you take the flattest two and place one on either side of your ankle. Wincing, you take a vine you had ripped off a tree and start tying it around the makeshift splint. You take some of the larger branches and tie them together into a rather flimsy crutch. After using a nearby tree to pull yourself up, you put some weight on it to see if it can support your weight. It does, and you start walking off in what you believe is north. As you start off, you begin to think about what caused you to wind up in this situation.
‘What happened last night? I remember heading off to the bar with my friends… did they do this? No, they wouldn’t have. Couldn’t have, really. Not only are they not smart enough when they’re drunk, but they know I’d kill them. I know the night started out well enough, same as every other weekend. A few drinks, tons of laughs, and a crap load of harassing Jacob. Even if he was drunk, he shouldn’t have let those affections slip. Anyway, what else happened? Greg failed at picking up a chick, again, but that’s normal… that fight! Now I remember! I got into a brawl with that weird guy with a goatee. Creepy dude, that one. I remember after I whooped him, his eyes turned yellow, and he said something about giving me a “new life for the most fun he’s had in ages”. I just passed it of as another drunk, but I guess he was serious. He’s dead if I ever get my hands on him. But first, I have to get out of here.’
After a few minutes of limping, you notice the sound of footsteps coming from behind you.
Slowly, you turn around. “Hello?” A smile creeps its way onto your face as you see a figure begin to emerge. “Oh, thank God. You have no idea how long I’ve been looking for someone to help out of here. See, my ankle’s broken, and I was wondering if you could drive me to a hospital.” Your smile begins to fade as the figure gets closer, increasing in size.
‘That’s…much too large to be human…’
Terror spreads over your face as a gigantic wolf steps into your line of sight. Even more so as you realize:
‘It’s…made out of wood. How is that possible?!? Wolves aren’t made out of wood! And it looks pretty hungry… and it’s coming closer… ah, crap.’
Fear overtakes you as you start to limp away as fast as your leg will let you. The wooden monstrosity follows slowly, seemingly able to tell that you’re injured. You hear another sound off to your left, but you ignore it, fearing another wolf. Looking back every now and then, you notice that the wolf has slowed its pace.
‘It’s toying with me. It knows it’s gonna catch me eventually; it’s just taking its time. I have got to get out of here. Hopefully, I can get out of this stupid forest before that happens.'
Ignoring the continuous rustling from your left, you press forwards. What you fail to notice, however, is that the wooden wolf has caught up with you. It lashes out with its front paws, sending you flying into a tree. A loud ‘CRACK!’ is heard as pain erupts in your left shoulder. You let out a loud yelp of pain as the wooden beast gets closer. A stinging sensation tears through your side and you move your hand to it. Pulling it back, you notice it’s covered in blood. You attempt to back up, only to press into yet another tree.
‘Stupid forest…’
As the wolf crouches down to make a leap at you, some feminine voices are heard nearby.
“Over here! I found it!”
“Oh, dear… I think it’s bleeding!”
“Well don’t just sit there! Git over there and help the poor critter out!”
The wolf leaps and you throw your hands up in defense, only to see a rainbow crash into the side of it. The blood loss has gotten to you by this point, and your vision becomes blurry. The rainbow crashes into the wolf repeatedly, and an orange blur has also showed up to help it. A yellow and pink blob enters your line of sight and starts talking to you.
“Don’t worry; everything’s going to be fine. I’ll take good care of you. Now let’s find out what’s wrong…”
You somehow manage the strength to speak. “My ankle… is broken… my shoulder might be, too… plus this gash on my side…”
The blob stops inspecting you and yelps in surprise. “Y-you can talk?!? Oh my, um, we need to get you out of here now! I should take you to Twilight’s, too. Maybe she’ll know what you are…”
You want to object and tell her (you think it’s a her) to take you to the hospital, but you no longer have the strength to speak. She starts to lift you onto what you think is her back when the other two come back.
The first one that speaks has a southern accent. “C’mon Fluttershy, we need to go! Ah don’t know how long we have before that varmint reforms itself!”
“Alright Applejack. But we need to take him to Twilight’s. She might know what he is.”
Another, raspier and more tomboyish voice speaks up next. “Wait, how do we know it’s a guy?”
The voice you now know to be Fluttershy’s speaks up again. “I’m guessing based on his voice.”
“He can talk?!?”
“Yes Rainbow, now we need to get him to Twilight’s, or he won’t make it!”
You feel yourself being lifted again, and try to think about the ones who rescued you. ‘At least I found someone to help me. But what’s with the names? Twilight, Applejack, Rainbow, Fluttershy? What are they, hippies? And why are they so short? Man, am I tired…’
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
“Fluttershy, what’s wrong?”
“No time Twilight, we need your help!”
“With what? And what in Celestia’s name is that?!?”
And that is the last thing you hear as you pass into unconsciousness.
wow good job this is good
2276121 Thanks! Think I should continue it?
Not bad...bit too early to have much of an impression though; I'll keep an eye on this.
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this looks good, please continue, or i might cry
2276197 You know, I think I will
2276170
yea man this here is good story telling
continue the story or youll make fluttershy cry
2276313 Alright. I wrote this after hitting a minor block in A Turn of Events and decided to see what people thought
2276204 whoo! party time!
do not disappoint us or we will have to kill you
2276333 Don't forget, we BOTH have other readers to not let down as well
2276343 thats true
2276351 And if you like this story, at least favorite it dude. We've been over this
EDIT: There we go
Cool story, please continue
2276365 I've gotten too many good responses to abandon it now
sooorrryy
2276121 2276365 2276194 2276197 And if any of you want, you're welcome to feed me ideas via PM
2276313 I'm not asking you because you've got to focus on Turn of Events
2276390 And it's ok
but i can make the good helps too....
2276407 We're already working on a story together
bu..bu...
2276427 Fine. A COUPLE suggestions.
And you're lucky you get those. You need to work on MY story.
GO EAT YOUR CAKE!!!!
Stumbled upon this by accident... glad I did! Looks like a good start to me.
You've got the cliffhanger, which is about right. Then you have a drunken night and fight with a "human" with yellow eyes? That got my attention REAL fast.
I hope you continue this, it's vague enough to where you could go anywhere with it.
Oh, nice to see one of these kinds of stories without shipping for once.
2276443 Thanks And I will be continuing, just hope I won't dissapoint
yay...wait how much cake did you give her?
2276457 I gave her a literal ton. A whole 2,000 pounds.
That's a HUGE cake!
Yes, and I have no idea how much she's already eaten
Oh, One little thing I noticed, maybe change that last sentence so it doesn't start with "And". Perhaps something like:
“With what? And what in Celestia’s name is that?!?” is the last thing you hear as you pass into unconsciousness.
all dat cakes gonna cakes gonna go straight to her plot
2276472 WHAT?!?
Celly, calm down-
NO! YOU CALM DOWN!
I am calm, but you-CELESTIA! PUT THAT BOULDER DOWN!
HE CALLED ME FAT!
You might wanna go bro, she's losin' it
da fuq celly it was only a joke!?
2276492 Don't worry, I got Pinkie locking her in her room.
AAAGGGGHHH!!! LET ME AT HIM!!!!!
YOU NEED TO CALM DOWN, PRINCESS!!!
DON'T FORGET TO LOCK IT THIS TIME! Yeah, she'll be fine by tomorrow
i fear for my life man
2276519 Just come by tomorrow with a banana and she'll forget all about it
but why a banana?
2276575 I have no idea
-walks up to the door- hope you enjoy your big butt!
2276628 You know she's gonna get us both for that, right?
well she might actually enjoy her bigger plot because it will make sitting anywhere more comfortable
2276661 We'll see
anyways some guys like big plots and through some turn of events cannot lie maybe she can find one of them to love
2276708 Again, we'll see
who knows...she might you bro...
2276747 Oh god...
but do i have somebody/pony that likes me?
2276782 Possibly, don't freak out now, but possibly...Rarity
2276351 I think he said you like Shadow_Fire
HE SAID WHAT?!?
i need to find me a knife and a barricade because i dont want rarity
2276977 I think Pinkie told Celly what you said about her
2276396
cool
god save me...