Chapter 2

We walked together in silence, me following Trixie. Honestly, I didn’t have anything to say, I mean, what was there to say in a situation like this? Finally, Trixie broke the silence.

“So, you’re a human?” I nodded. “Do you have a name?” she asked.

“Well, I…I’m not sure what my name is…”

She turned to look at me. “You don’t have a name?”

I turned my head to avoid her gaze. I have always found it hard to look people in the eyes, but for some reason I couldn’t remember why.

‘Story of my life’ I thought to myself. “I do, I just can’t remember it right now.”

“Well, we can’t have the hero of the Great and Powerful Trixie have no name.” she exclaimed, puffing her chest out.

I was about to say something else when a sudden sharp pain came from my gut. I looked down and noticed that my old wound has reopened itself and was bleeding just as badly as my shoulder was now. The sight of this, along with the blood loss and due to my fight with the Manticore, I now began to feel light-headed. I slumped down onto the ground and gasped in pain.

Trixie stopped walking as soon as she noticed I wasn’t following her anymore. “Why did you stop? We’re almost…”

Unfortunately, my brain finally decided that it had enough, and began to shut down. I noticed this and tried to let Trixie know before I lost consciousness.

“G-gonna…f-faint…” was all I was able to say before I gave in to my wounds, sinking to the forest floor, going deeper into the darkness.

(Trixie’s POV)--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

The creature that I now knew as a human suddenly fell face first into the snowy ground, dropping his stick as he fell. Luckily, I was able to catch him with my magic before he hit the ground. I began to carry him, along with his stick, through the Everfree Forest. I decided against bringing him to the hospital, as it was too far away at the time. Instead, I opted to go to the closest pony that I knew who could help him.

A few minutes later, I finally came to my destination. It was a small cottage, with a river flowing next to it, and there were all sorts of wildlife surrounding it. As I came closer, I could hear the shy voice of the one that could help the human.

“Angel, why won’t you eat your salad? It’s exactly how you like it.”

I got to the door, and knocked on it with my hoof. A few moments later, the mare called Fluttershy opened the door.

“T-Trixie, what are y-you d-doing here, if I m-may ask?”

Too tired to speak, I simply pointed my hoof at the human. As soon as she saw the wounded creature, her eyes lit up and she immediately went into doctor mode.

“Quick, bring him inside, I’ll get the first aid kit, you try to take its clothes off.”

As she quickly flew away with speed that could impress Rainbow Dash, I brought the human to the couch and placed him gently on it. I began to take his clothes off, but as soon as I got the top part off, Fluttershy came back with the first aid kit.

“I think that is good enough for now. Can you get the extra blanket from the closet please?” I nodded and went to fetch said blanket. As soon as I was back, Fluttershy was already finishing with the bandages.

‘Damn, that mare works fast.’ I thought to myself. Once she was done with the bandages, I placed the blanket on top of his still form.

“T-Trixie?” Fluttershy asked. I turned to face her. “W-what exactly is this c-creature that you brought? I have never seen one like this before.”

“He said his a human before he fainted.” I told her. Her eyes widened at that.

“A human? B-but aren’t those a…a…”

“A myth? Yes, and I’m just as surprised as you are.”

“H-how did he get the wounds?”

“I would rather not say.” I said, looking down at my hooves. Fluttershy looked at me curiously, but thankfully, decided not to pursue with her question.

“I-I think you should go and get T-Twilight to help us with this.” Fluttershy said. I looked at her like she was crazy. “What?! There is no way I’m going back over there! They all still hate me for what I did the last time I was here.”

Fluttershy hid in her mane from the sudden out burst. “I know they might be upset with you still, but I n-need help w-with this creature, and Twilight is one of the few ponies that could help in this situation.”

I sighed in defeat. In the end, I knew that she was right. “Ok, I’ll be back in a few then…”

“Good. Um, I’m going to bring him to the extra bedroom to make sure he stays comfortable” Fluttershy says before carefully placing the human on her back and bringing him to the extra bedroom.

Defeated, I walked out of Fluttershy’s home and headed straight for Ponyville, and towards my rival, Twilight Sparkle.

(Human POV)

I groaned as I woke up. The first thing that I realized was that I was on some sort of furniture, I assumed that it was a bed. The second thing I realized was that my hoodie was gone. When I opened my eyes, I noticed I was in someone’s house, which looked to be like a homey cottage. I assumed that whoever owns this place must really like nature.

“Oh, good, you’re awake. The others should be here soon.” I looked around the room to see who said that. What I saw, while it shouldn’t have surprised me in light of what has happened, still came as a little shock. The person, or should I say pony, was a mare with a pale yellow color coat and a light pink mane and tail. She also had a pair of feathered wings on her back, but given the circumstances, I couldn’t care less. When she noticed me looking at her, she gave a small ”squeak!” and hid behind her mane.

“Um, h-hi?” I said, unsure how to approach this situation. “Um, w-who are you, if I may ask?” She peeked out of her mane a little and responded.

“F-F-Fluttershy.” she said. “That’s a nice name, and also a beautiful voice.” Her voice indeed sounded like an angel. ‘Wait, were did that come from’ I thought, shaking my head slightly. She blushed at the comment.

“Oh! Well t-t-thank you.” she said, peeking out of her mane some more. “Can I ask what your name is, um, if that is ok with you?”

I opened my mouth to speak, but then I closed it and look down. “I don’t know my name.” I said, on the verge of tears. The fact that I didn’t even know who I was shook me to my core.

Her eyes widened in shock at my announcement. “Oh you poor thing!” Fluttershy exclaimed. She quickly walked towards me and embraced me in a tight hug, being careful not to put any pressure on my bad shoulder. “I would hate it if I didn’t know my own name.”

This shocked me on many levels. First of all, I was in a world full of talking ponies (I assumed. I only saw two so far). Second, I was lying in a bed, being hugged by a Pegasus (whose species I just remembered for some reason) that has just met me. Not only that, but I could hear her crying into my unwounded shoulder. Not just crying, but crying for me! In this kind of situation, I did the one thing I could think of doing. I simply hugged her back with my good arm.

As soon as I did, tears started to poor out of my eyes like I have been holding something back within me for years. We simply sat there embraced in each other’s arms (or hooves), silently crying for the other.
After what felt like ten minutes of simply holding one another, we softened our hold on the other to look at each other properly, and what I saw blew my mind away. Normally, and I still don’t know how I knew this, but I don’t look someone in the eyes if I can help it, but when I looked into her eyes, I sank into her deep baby blue eyes, and I began to feel immensely better.

“You feeling better now?” she asked. I just simply nodded and said, “You have amazing eyes.”

“Oh!” she said, blushing even more then before, and looking away slightly in embarrassment. “Well, y-your eyes look n-nice too.”

This time I was the one who was blushing. “Um, thanks.” I said, making a mental note to check my eyes in a mirror the next chance I get.

Before we could say anything else, we heard a knock on the door. “Oh! That must be Trixie bringing Twilight” Fluttershy said. She released her gentle hold on me and went to the door. I was about to ask her who this “Twilight” was when in burst six more colorful ponies, including Trixie.

We were all silent at first, each party at a loss of words, then…

“Hi! Do you like parties?”