Reworking Time
Chapter 2: Chapter Two - Friends with a Unicorn
Previous Chapter Next ChapterI wake up in a dark room
This is it, the government has finally gotten me for all those movies I torrented. I'm going to live out the rest of my days here.
I sit up, surprised the government hasn't restrained me, or have me raped by packs of wild, rabid men. I try to get out of the small bed I was in, but a jarring pain in my head stops me.
"FUCKING FUCK HOLY SHIT THAT HURTS OH MY GOD WHY! I'M SORRY FOR THE MOVIES!"
Suddenly, I hear the squeak of a chair spinning around.
THIS IS WHERE THE TORTURE STARTS OH GOD
The light flicks on as the green unicorn gets up from his chair. When I see him, everything comes back to me.
"Oh, um hi. I see you're awake. " calls the green unicorn.
Was he... in that chair the whole time...
"We didn't get to properly introduce, when you knocked yourself out and all. You actually hurt your noggin quite a bit boy."
"Whoa whoa whoa, where the fuck am I. Why did you bring here you kidnapping creep!" I yell at the man- or, pony rather.
The unicorn looks at me with a smile, then sighs and sits down at the edge of the bed.
"Well, first, you would've bled out if I hadn't of patched you up. Your dumbass fell on a rock" I feel my forehead, and notice a snugly fit bandage going around my head. I immediately feel bad for yelling at him, because all he's done is help me.
"sorry...I didn't know" I tell him, still feeling bad for what I said
"Don't sweat it man, I couldn't imagine how scared you would be, being just summoned here."
"You know about that?"
"Everybody in that damned town knows about the 'monster that escaped into the city'. " he says that last part rather goofily.
"What do you mean that town?" I inquire, wondering if i'm in another place now.
" I brought you to my house, it's pretty far from where you were. You were summoned in a place called Dodge city. I live up in good 'ole Ponyville."
"But why did you help me? Wouldn't you be just as freaked out as them?" As I say this, all I can think about is my family at home.
Are they okay? Can I go back to see them? ...Could I kill myself just to go back and get a chance to stay, or would I even come back.
"Well, lets just say I like to help people in need, and boy, do you look like you need help." he says this, breaking my thoughts about my family and suicide. Slightly comforting me.
I live in a world with some magical ponies... Nevermind that, I fucking DIED AND CAME BACK. To top it all off, now I'm casually just thinking about killing myself ....whats wrong with me...I just want to go back home with my family and friends... but I don't think I will be able to.
"Names Axle by the-" I cut him off when tears roll out of my eyes, and drip down onto the bed sheets
"I won't be able to go back... Will I? I say in the voice of a scared child, in a new world. Before I can stop them, more tears come, just as easy as the last. They fall down, making a faint pit pat sound on the bed. I grab a pillow and sink my head into it as I start balling.
My Mom and Dad... Brothers and Sisters... all of my friends. Everything I know and love gone forever.
While my sobbing continues, the green one, or Axle, puts his hoof around me.
"I wont lie to you, this is going to be tough, but I'll work every day to find a way to get you back home."
I look at him and offer a smile, wiping a few stray tears from my eyes.
"I know I just..." He doesn't know about my ability... or curse rather. Should I tell him? No, he seems fine for now. I want to trust him, but I don't know if I can just yet. If im going to survive in this world, I need to be smart. I can't straight up kill someone who tries to wrong me. I saw ...I felt firsthand what happened when I did that to Trixie.
"Lets go get something to eat, that will probably help. You look like you haven't ate in days. Oh wait, it has been days"
Great, hes a fucking nut. Wait... it's been days... can I still go back? Last time when I died, I just appeared back a few minutes before I was summoned.
"It's been...days?" I ask him, wondering if he's telling the truth or not.
"Yeah man, I tried to heal your wounds, being magical and all, but I dont know what a healed version of your body consists of. So I couldn't really do much other than stop the bleeding with those band-aids."
"Bitch these aren't band-aids."
He seems to be getting friendlier... I guess I can trust him. For now. I don't know if he is like listening to my thoughts or some shit with magic though.
"Would't magic... just work? Why do you need to know what everything beforehand?"
"Well, usually I can do healing magic and stuff with others. For example a griffin broke his damn leg once, and I fixed him right up, despite never having healed one before. But for whatever reason, I can't do basic forms of magic on you, without taking multiple readings first. You see, my theory is that it might be due to the fact that you were summoned here from another time. You could have been from the past, present, or future, and I wouldn't know. To quote the old saying, Its magic mothabucka! I ain't gotta explain shit!"
I zoned out midway through his rambling, focused on one thing. There's fucking griffins too? Holy shit.
He looks over to me, and sees the surprised look on my face.
"Oh, I guess you don't really understand half of what i'm saying. I'll-" He's interrupted by hungry me.
"Can we stop standing here and go get some food already?" I softly yell to him.
"Oh, uh right! I forgot. Come with me dearie." he says that last part in a silly ass voice that only an old grandma would speak in.
"Please, for the love of God, don't ever say that again."
"Fine, you take all the fun out of things, you gotta learn to lighten up ... er I never caught your name?
"John." I tell him. Feeling a lot better about my little curse.
Looks like I've made my first friend in this new world.
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