Title:           Through the Mirror: chapter 4
Author:          PanicPirate
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First Edit:      Sunday 2nd of February 2014 10:35:21 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Sunday 2nd of February 2014 10:35:21 PM CDT

>Your vision fades in and out constantly
>Ponies in what appears to be doctor’s outfits swarm around you, giving you water, looking at the gash, taking pictures
>The gash doesn’t feel like it’s bleeding anymore
>Then again, it still hurt a whole lot
>Sometimes when you became conscious, the princess would be at your side, talking to the doctors or taking notes
>One time she brought in a purple pony that almost fainted herself when she saw you
>you weren’t sure when you were going to be able to stay awake for longer than a few minutes.
>Another nap seemed good right now
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>The child drifted back to unconsciousness. That was the thirteenth time this day
>The doctors couldn’t do much more that dull the pain and stop the bleeding
>They didn’t know anything about what he was
>You sighed, and thought about this fragile little thing
>Nobody knew what it was. Nobody knew if it was the only one.
>Nobody knew if this one was going to survive
>The doctors had said that it had lost nearly 25% of its blood, so it wouldn’t be able to stay ‘awake’ for long periods of time
>Your thoughts drifted to Shining
>Damn him! He could have the first to make actual contact with another sentient race, but he decided to throw violence at it!
>You were going to call him Retard McChildstabber from now on.
>Yeah. That sounded good.
>Resting your head against the alien’s chest, you looked at the gash
>It wasn’t the best stich job you had seen, but the bleeding had stopped and it had been thoroughly disinfected
>You weren’t sure what this thing was going to do when it was able to walk around
>But you were certain that it wasn’t going to be as kind to ponies as it might have been
>You felt it stir beneath you
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>Your vision was bleeding back in
>The princess was in your room again. She was looking at you with concern
>You lifted your arms to her and clung to her neck
>She seemed surprised at first but she moved closer to your head so your arms didn’t have to move as far
>Moving your arms off her, you slowly propped yourself up
>You were in what looked like a hospital, except there were no nurses.
>You reached for a glass of water on the side table
>The princess watched as your fingers curled around the glass
>It was almost she had never seen anything like
>As you got the glass off the table, you looked at the door
>The guardspony that hurt you was in the frame
>You dropped the glass, and it shattered on the floor, spilling its contents over the floor
>You latched to the princess and buried your face into her neck, screaming and crying into her fur
>You didn’t want that pony near you again
>And you hoped that the princess wouldn’t hand you over to him
>She rested a hoof on your back and started to hum a soothing tune
>The door slamming was even more soothing