Finding Ones Self chapter 1

CHAPTER ONE

 

Hello to who is reading this, my thoughts of my arrival and subsequent life in this paradise.

My name is... was Anthony Oswald Nicholas (I go by the name Anon now.)

I was a college student back on Earth. I was told that I was far too devoted to my studies.

You see I studied aerodynamics and propulsion systems for my senior year. I was so dedicated that I sadly had a social life of null... It didn't help that I was shy, neigh, more scared of truly opening myself up due to responses earlier in life.

In fact it turned out I didn't even know myself. It seemed strange, doesn't it?

All work and no play make Anon a dull boy the saying goes I guess.

I had tried and failed multiple times to create a new revolutionary system that would have changed the world, forever! Dedication is key, 1% inspiration 99% perspiration, etc, etc.

Then one fateful day my life changed forever. One day I was getting tired of my many failures

(as one does in my line of study) and decided to give it one last shot. Then I had a breakthrough. Well more of a breakDOWN than a breakTHROUGH. I was testing my final engine.

Putting it through the meat grinder (Damned meat, why did I ever eat that horrid stuff.)

Then it started to smoke and spark "Oh shit!" I exclaimed to myself as it started to overpower and blow up. I found myself flying towards my workbench, sparks surrounding me in an electrical blanket, and then I proceeded to get knocked out.

 

I then started to dream one of those strange lucid dreams where one seems to flying through ones life. "What have I done? Seriously, really done?" I thought to myself as I saw myself as a baby learning to crawl, then walk. Back in the happier days, when my family still existed.

"All I do is work in my workshop day in, and day out. That damn infernal workshop!

I feel that I will die in there." I looked upon a memory from my childhood, that one Christmas where I got my first aircraft model. The spark for my future, now current, well not current now) studies.

"I really do wish things could have turned in a different direction." I uttered in hindsight.

"This seems to get stranger and stranger. Am I dreaming or am I dead? If I'm dead, then where am I?"

My life flashed before me faster and faster

Primary school... Family breaks up and the bullies start (start to withdraw)

Middle school... More bullies and no friends (withdrawal complete)

Junior high... Study, and more study (building walls to society)

High school... Then more study (walls are up, goodbye society)

College... Engine parts, grease, and large bills to pay.

It all started to turn into a whirlwind and the images grew too bright to look at.

I closed my eyes to try and make it stop; it all went dark and silent...

It seemed to be the end.

 

 

 

I awoke with a start, where was I? This wasn't my workshop... This was grass I was sitting on.

Wait... what? GRASS! I lived in the big city! Grass, it was only at parks, and the nearest park was over an hours jog away. My mind was racing a mile a second.

Everything seemed to be so much brighter, like one of those children’s books my mother used to read to me when I was younger. There seemed to be so much vibrant life here.

I noticed as I slowly came to that I wasn't alone. I noticed someone... in fact someTHING in the bushed nearby. It seemed to be... errm hiding from me.

"Very strange" I whispered to myself. Upon hearing my voice, the creature squeaked a high-pitched squeak and jumped out of the bush with fright. I couldn't believe my eyes.

It was a pony...

 

 

Why would a pony be here? It didn't look like a normal pony either. It had a yellow coat and a pink mane. As I inspected with more curiosity, I noticed a... a tattoo?

I rubbed my eyes thinking they were playing tricks on me. They weren't...

I lifted a hand up towards the pony to see if  it would sniff it.

Boy I got a surprised indeed. It screamed a high-pitched scream and hid it's face under a wing, A WING! 'Ok I have learned two things. I either must be dreaming or I have inhaled too many oil fumes' I thought silently to myself. Then I got what was my biggest surprise of the day, it spoke to me "Umm H-h-hello" it said barely audible to me.

"Must be the oil fumes then" I decided to myself. "Could you speak up for me please?" I asked to what seemed to be a female, feeling extremely confused speaking to a pony. "Hell-Hello. Umm, who or WHAT are you? I have never seem a critter like you around here before." she said in quizzically to me. I was slightly hurt to be called a critter by what I would have considered a critter back on Earth. "I guess I'm not in Kansas anymore." I sighed to myself.

"What's a Kansas? Is that where you are from?" the pony asked to me. I replied "My name is Anthony Oswald Nicholas, I am not a critter. I am a human from Earth. Who may you be?

And where am I" It seemed strange. I was talking to this pony more than I did most humans,

I felt comfortable doing so. Which kind of scared me "My-my name is F-f-fluttershy, I am a mare, and this is Equestria."

 

Equestria. Equestria. I rolled the name around in my head. The mare, Fluttershy gasped and rushed towards me "Oh dear, you are hurt! You need help, let me take you back with me so I can help you!" Fluttershy exclaimed. I had not noticed until then, but there was a large cut on my head caused by my impact against the workbench. "This is a dream isn't it? Dreams aren't supposed to hurt. This isn't the fumes either, my head is nice and clear. So this must mean... mean... That this is REAL?" I found myself starting to panic, as one would have done if you were in my shoes. I found myself responding in the most human way, my brain switched itself off and found my eyes starting to get heavy...

I passed out.

 

 

 

I came to finding myself in a bed that was for someone barely half the size of me.

It was extremely uncomfortable if I don't say so myself. I was still groggy and coming to when I heard that I was not alone, there were a couple of... people? Yes that's what my brain was telling me at the time. I slowly opened my eyes to discover it was the yellow pony standing there with... a unicorn. Not just that, but a PURPLE unicorn. It was at that point I decided to bite the bullet. "Who are you? What are you? Where am I? Is this even real?" I sounded so extremely rushed that it must have sounded like a big pile of spaghetti being dropped onto a plate. They both turned their heads and Fluttershy got startled and she flew, FLEW!

My eyes couldn't believe it, they had witnessed so much recently. She flew to hide underneath the couch nearby. The purple ones eyes lit up. Glad it seemed to me, that I was awake.

She rushed towards me with eagerness that surprised me. "I guess my day of surprises is not over yet." I groaned to myself whilst putting my hand to my face in defeat.

 

It turned out the purple unicorns name was Twilight Sparkle. She was happy that I showed some forms of "sentient intelligence." This remark hurt my felling a lot, so I thought it would be best to speak up and give this unicorn a piece of my mind. "I'm actually a student at an important educational institute thank you very much. I don't see why everybody--" "Everybody? Don't you mean everypony? I guess you being new here means you will have to learn our accent, yours is how should I put it? Rough?" She interjected kind of rudely. "Well then everyPONY! seems to be so judgemental. You and Scardey-Wings over there." I pointed to Fluttershy, still hiding under the couch trying to dig a hole, which didn't seem to be there. 'Was she trying to bury herself? Oh well back to my rant' I thought to myself.

"Are just mythological legends where I am from, I still don't believe that any of this is real or just some cruel mind game my brain is playing on me." I started to heave, as I had not taken a single breath during this rant of mine at Twilight. A strange glowing aura started to surround the unicorn’s horn. "Well shit... if I'm not dead. I am going to be soon."

I exclaimed as my eyes widened with fear.

 

 

END OF CHAPTER ONE