Darkness.

I was floating in it, not being able to move around or see that far. Almost like being held in some form of telekinetic force field, though, I've never been in one. Am I asleep? Possibly, but I couldn't control anything. Lets see.

I tried thinking of the last place I was at. I grasped at anything, just something to get my mind re-oriented and sobered.

There was a sudden spark in the distance. It was faint, barely visible. For a second, I thought I saw a trail of bright blue, along with a puffy white. I had no idea what I just saw, or how I did it. The temperature around me seemed to rise, but I was more focused on what happened. I hadn't realized that it was uncomfortable to begin with. I felt the air gain a crisp taste. Can I taste air? My body seemed to feel pressure, almost like something was pulling me.

I pushed against the unseen force, and there it was again. That faint, barely visible spark of blue again. The air around me began to vibrate and soon began shaking. I stopped moving, letting whatever was happening happen. I obviously was not in control, and the shaking quickly turned to violent jerking and bouncing. I felt myself gaining a sense of fear. What was happening? Am I going to die?

Everything stopped suddenly, and I began falling for what seemed like a few minutes. I couldn't even scream as I fell, only think and pray silently for my early end.

Then, everything stopped..

I took in as much air as my lungs could hold, feeling as thought I was unable to move for several minutes, and meekly let my eyes wander. Was I in a orchard? There were tree's scattered from my limited field of vision, along with bright blue sky's and clouds. The trees didn't have any fruit or nuts, so either I'm in a park, the woods, or the forest. Thought I doubted forests had many benches like here.

Straining my head to the side, with more effort than necessary I saw that there was indeed no flowers in any of the trees that my eyes could find. Instead, there were small birds that looked a lot colorful than the ones I would usually see. In fact, everything was more colorful. The grass I was laying on, the trees normally elderly state, the animals, all of it seemed upbeat, and happy for some reason.

I tilted my body to the left, letting my body flop onto the ground and closed my eyes so the grass wouldn't stab them.

Giving a small grunt of effort, I couldn't help but remember an older classic.

'They see me rolling, they hating. Patrolling and they trying to catch me riding dirty.'

I strained a short laugh as I had finally made it to a more preferred spot in the shade. I tried to get up, going through the motions I would to get up, but it was as though I put a huge strain on my whole body, as it struggled to rise, or even stand properly. I compromised and laid back onto a tree. A thought came to mind, and I remembered something. My backpack! Where is it!?

Figuring that I wasn't kidnapped and dumped off, let alone mugged, I looked around the area and spotted it up a ways in a tree. I swear, if those collage assholes tossed it up there...

Reaching for a nearby groove in the tree, I used it to hoist myself upwards, and managed to stand on my own. Finally, I thought I was going to be there for hours.

Looking up at the tree, it was quite a ways up to get my bag, let alone see if anything in there was even salvageable. I had my laptop in there, so I'm thinking it's most likely broken. Taking a step I expected to fall, but I didn't. All I felt was mild discomfort, but at least I could walk again.

Fate seemed to enjoy my suffering, and sent a sparrow like bird to swoop down to nearly hit me in the face.

Giving a yelp of surprise, I ducked and tried shooing it.

"Ack! No! I didn't do anything!" I said, covering my face to not get clawed like some birds do.

The bird responded with a chirp of what sounded like confusion.

'Wait, what was that?' I thought to myself. Did I hear that right? It almost sounded like...

I stood there, not really wanting to go anywhere without at least securing my backpack. It was up the tree, and if the bird was going to be territorial, then it'll have to deal with it.

An idea came up. I pulled out my phone and ran through the password. Immediately I jumped into settings and then Bluetooth.

< Available Devices >

< NX2574 >

< Paired Devices >

< NX2574 >

I pressed NX2574 and it stalled for a bit. I waited for a few seconds before a notification popped up.

< Unable To Connect. Device Is Not Turned On. >

Of course that would happen. The thing has to be on to even connect. Damn, my mind is slow today.

The bird that I had forgotten was perched on a branch watching me. I had noticed this when it chirped loud enough to catch my attention.

"What? You want bread or something?" I asked, earning another chirp before it left.

I watched it fly off for a second, not really knowing what it was trying to do. As far as I knew, birds just flew away unless you had something they wanted. Like pigeons, except this bird wasn't white. Or is that doves? This bird is purple, or a variation of it. I'll have to look it up when I get back home.

The bird made a sharp turn up and stood on one of the backpack's open zippers reached it's head inside and got a mechanical pencil out and dropped it on the ground. Not knowing what it was trying to do I picked up the pencil and inspected it. It was a hard plastic with an eraser on one end and a writing point on the other. Giving it a shake I heard the clinking sound of lead inside.

I looked at the bird again an saw that it wasn't there anymore. The backpack was still stuck in the tree but the bird apparently wanted to insult me. I let out a sigh of annoyance.

'My friend is gone. Could I call a bird a friend? Pet? Maybe.' I thought to myself.

I looked for a branch to start my climb to retrieve my bag. There was one that was lower than the rest, though it was at least a couple feet away from reach. That and it wasn't a very sturdy looking branch to begin with.

' Ah, screw it. I'll take my chances.' I reassured myself. If anything, I can just climb another tree and struggle over to this one.

I went under it and readied myself to jump. Once I built enough confidence I sprung up and reached for the branch.

What I was expecting was for me to fall short, or even sprain an ankle and have to get myself to an infirmary. What I wasn't expecting, was me to break through it like a Kyle's fist through drywall, and several dozen feet up in the air.

"OH SHIT!" I screamed as my decent was inevitable. I latched onto a branch and held on for dear life. I shut my eyes closed and tried to calm myself.

'OKAY! Not what I was expecting, but also not bad either!'

Peeking my eyes open I saw my bag was just below me. I was too terrified to move, let alone even think on getting my bag at the moment. Once I had overcome the shock of literately jumping more than a dozen feet, I climbed up the wide and sturdy branch and sat on the base where the tree and branch connected.

I slowly felt the sudden surge of adrenaline fade away and feel myself cool down. I thought of why I could suddenly jump higher than what a normal human ever possibly could.

'How can I do that? Did someone give me some sort of drug that made me jump higher than usual? Do I have a bionic suit that lets me jump higher? Am I finally tapping into the athletic side of my genetics?!' I thought rapidly, nearly panicking form my own overthinking.

It was around mid-day, judging from the position of the sun. I climbed further up the tree and reached the top. Looking around I couldn't see much except for trees and foliage. I turned my head and saw the top of what looked like a tower. It looked like it had a bell and was barely poking out of the trees.

'It's kinda far. Maybe they can tell me where I'm at. I don't remember my collage having a bell though.' I thought to myself.

I began my descent back to the ground and grabbed my backpack on the way down. It was kinda light. Which was strange because I normally carried a bunch of stuff in it. Like my laptop, a notebook, writing utensils, a small flash drive, my wallet, an rage inducing Uno card game, and some non-perishable snacks.

Hopping down I tried to remember what direction the tower was at. Sighing, I just jumped in the air again and looked for the tower. I saw it again and as I fell back down with immense terror but somehow managed to stick the landing.

Looking at my legs I pat them down hoping to feel for any sort of mechanical sensation. Much to my surprised dismay, nothing was there besides my pants.

'One second I'm on a........ wait, what was I doing before this? I can remember being at my collage and everything else except how I got here.' I pondered.

Deciding that this was better to not think too hard about it, I ignored it and continued walking.

'Maybe it'll just come back in a bit. I thought.

'Just maybe.'

I had come across a worn down dirt trail and began following it for a while now. Strangely, there were some decorations on a couple of trees that I had passed a few minutes ago, which also seemed to be set up at least within the hour. I haven't seen anyone jogging or anything, only empty benches that seemed a little small for me.

I felt my backpack getting warmer and decided to check what the hell is going on. I swear I didn't even have my laptop on.

Opening the middle zipper I peeked inside and felt the underside of the laptop. And sure enough it was cold. Confused, I checked the smallest zipper in the front and I saw that the bird was in there, helping itself to my granola bar.

It saw me and hopped out, giving me the most confused face it could physically muster. It chirped and jumped it the air and spread it's wings before flying away.

"I'm going to eat the next bird that does that." I said after a few seconds, annoyance in my voice.

Closing the zipper, I continued my trek through the forest. The tower was more visible now and I didn't need to use my superhuman jumping skills to see it now. Still makes me worried I can do that and not die.

'Just a few more minutes and I'll be out of this damned forest.' I thought.

I saw something flying through the air. It was golden along with a bit of purple and green seemingly inside of it. I had to shield my eyes from the sun to see it clearly enough.

'What the? There aren't any airplanes with purple and green on it.' I thought, getting confused yet again.

The "Airplane" seemed to touch down near the tower. Worry began to take control, as well as panic. What if it was a training flight gone wrong!?

I ran through the trees and somehow everything felt slower except for me. I didn't stop until I broke through the tree-line, and when I did I was confused, and shocked at what I saw.

Small, colorful ponies were what I saw in the town, happily doing their own thing seemingly without worry. My mind stalled for a bit, not wanting to comprehend what I was seeing.

"No....." I muttered, not wanting this to be real.

'Where the... what the..... how?!'

My mind came up with as many reasonable answers as to why I am here. God's will? Freak accident?

I subconsciously took a step back, horrified to my predicament. This is unreal, I must be dreaming, and if I'm dreaming, that means I can just wake up, right?

It seemed like some sort of festival of some sorts. They were all working together, some of them flying, others using some sort of glowy stuff to make things move around, and some of them even lifting whole support beams by themselves.

I looked back at my hands before shoving them in my pockets. I turned to the forest and began walking. If I was going to be in a land of colorful pastel ponies, I might as well learn to control these abilities. Don't want to accidentally kill anyone with them anyway. And judging from their setup, they don't seem very keen, or aware of violence. Hopefully pacifism will work this time and not get me beat up and robbed... Again.

I had managed to throw a punch that didn't break a tree in half, only shake it violently. I wasn't even getting tired from the "training" I was giving myself. In retrospect, it was some half-assed training, and more of just me committing a hate crime on a birch trees.

I had wandered back to where I had woken up and began assaulting random trees. The first two breaking in half instantly, the other four getting mangled, and the remaining dozen or so getting shook fairly well. Hopefully, I don't have to fight any of these ponies. And if I do, they're not going to stand much of a chance. Least, I think they won't.

I also did some damage control and learned how to kick as well. For some reason, it would seem I am learning how to fight rather quickly. I didn't enjoy it, but it was also interesting as well.

After about another ten minutes of training, I felt my stomach whine with anger.

'Kinda wish I had a sandwich.' I thought to myself. What I'd give to get myself a meatball marinara right now.

I popped my knuckles and turned around and stopped. In front of me, in a bag, was a foot long subway sandwich, resting on the trunk of a dead tree, with steam coming out of the inside.

"How the hell." I shouted.

My mind lagged, and I cautiously approached the bag. I touched the outside and flinched away. It was warm and it made me wonder how it materialized out of thin air.

'All that's left is the drink.' I thought, testing the waters.

Off to the side, a bag quickly materialized along with subways traditional cup and straw, filled with a dark, bubbly, liquid, and ice. Taking the cup, I brought the straw to my lips and gave a quick draw.

'Dr.Pepper. A solid choice.' I thought. I'm starting to think this power isn't limited to just physical speed and strength.

I placed it down back where it had materialized, half expecting it to disappear again. It didn't. Instead began filling back up after a few seconds.

I blinked slowly, trying to keep myself from having an aneurism. Whatever's happening with me, I was both thankful, and a little worried.

Deciding to go for something more wild, I thought of the more complex weapons I could think of. In a matter of seconds a fully functional plasma rifle from Halo. It sat on the ground and glowed dimly, it's smooth top and bottom surfaces giving a slight glare from the sun with its, and making a slight humming as the weapon rested on the ground.

I backed away, not sure if it's ammunition would give me a form of space cancer. I know it's radiation that does that, but still. One could never be careful.

'What am I going to do with this?! I don't even have a spot to put this thin-' My thought process was cut off as the plasma rifle just vanished, not even giving me the time to finish what I was thinking.

"Mhm..."

I decided not to think about it to much. Instead, I opened the subway bag and began eating in worried silence, taking occasional drinks to help take my mind off of what happened. Once I finished my meal, I turned back around and put the remains of my meal in a pile, and tried to delete them. It worked, the items disappearing in a flicker of blue pixel-like flame.

Getting an idea, I waved my hands over the clearing, imagining things I could use. First up, armor. I had an obsession with Halo, and while I know the armor wasn't exactly practical, it looked unique enough to help me stand out a bit. Though, that's probably not the best choice. Next I thought up of a basic red dodgeball, followed by a bag of sorts that would sling over my shoulder. It was a more simple bag, but I experimented and gave it an infinite storage. Well well, it worked.

Once that was dealt with, I decided since I was going to live with the natives, I should at least look like one of them. Maybe once I get my stuff together.

I decided to keep the ball, O.D.S.T. armor and my backpack, putting the bag and then ball in the backpack so I wouldn't have to deal with them. I slid the armor on with seemingly ease. Guess it's easier to put on than I thought.

'I should think of defense mechanisms to add to my armor. Maybe a shield? Jackal shield! And maybe a energy blade that those Elites have. Oh! And personal shields like those Spartans! Just stronger than usual without the overcharge glow.'

In an instant, A golden shimmer flickered into my vision and disappeared. I heard a hum and a light blue bar appeared up in the visor as I felt my wrists get heavier, but only slightly. Actually, it feels as though everything I'm wearing and carrying is actually very light. Like a shirt and pants.

I thought of the armor becoming a nano-mesh based material and for them to fold into a capsule around my neck. I made the capsule cling to my backpack. Almost as soon as I thought of that I felt the armor slid away from my skin and into a sort of collar around my neck and into the plasma shield and blade. The legs just folded up into the underside of my bag, which felt weird.

'Now, all that's left is to make my disguise. I'll just use my clothing pallet. I am a sucker for blue anyways.'

In a couple seconds I had turned into one of the ponies, with a sapphire coat, and white hair. My field of vision became more wide and it took me several seconds to adjust. I still felt the slight weight of the collar along with the shield. Looking at my back, I saw that they had turned into saddlebags. Guess everything I had on molds with me I suppose. I guess so that it doesn't shift annoyingly from side to side. I also saw a pair of wings tucked underneath the bags sides. It was barely noticeable so I left it alone.

I took a couple steps before stopping. I had no idea how to move around in this form. Let alone how my armor would react to this new form.

'Hmm, how do I do this. Should I do a voice activated code? Yeah, I probably should make that. And the voice activation code shall be, Sunset Overdrive! I thought.

The collar then hummed for a second before clicking and beeping twice. That must mean that it's done. I don't even need to be a tech savant to do this. How cool is that!?

I took a couple more steps. How the heck am I doing this? And why does it seem so easy? Must be a sub conscience decision, I suppose. I walked around for a couple minutes to really get it hardwired into my head, or at least so that I remember that I'm on all fours now.

'Hmm, reminds me of a simulation that has a goat as the main character'

It was going to be tricky without hands. I tried to think of ways on how to do so, but didn't get that far. I felt a tingle on my forehead and instinctively looked. There was a sharp, spiraling horn that protruded from my forehead. And it was glowing a ghostly emerald hue that was see through. I shrunk under the glow as several nearby trees I broke began floating in the same emerald glow.

My mind stalled as I thought of what exactly was happening. First the wings, then a horn. When I saw the town I didn't see any of the ponies with both wings and a horn.

I lost myself again. There were so many things that were being weird today I was just about ready for a nap. I don't take them often, but the occasion basically called for it.

'It's like my imagination's the limit.'

Deciding to just head straight into town I hoped that nothing else would happen today. At least without me being away from it so I can figure out why god just went "Here, take my power, no go commit crime.".

I let out a sigh and began my trek back into the town. Hopefully nothing will bother me. Or at least push me again. I may be a partial pacifist, but I'll still pimp slap someone if they piss me off or hurt someone. Heh, it's kinda ironic how when I saw that plasma rifle I didn't want it but now I have a plasma blade on my right forearm. I swear my mind is funky. First I don't want something then I want something like that first said thing but the only difference is one shoots plasma and the other is a plasma based melee weapon.

I felt a headache come on as I walked, the amount of info my mind could handle was nearing it's limit. Hopefully my walk will clear my head. Or maybe a nap. Yeah, a nap sound tasty right about now. Damn! I wanna sleep!

'I wonder if I can even talk to the locals. Hah, maybe I can talk to the women on this planet. God they were awful to deal with back on Earth.' I thought.

I stopped right in my tracks, suddenly realizing what I had done.

"I totally fucking jinxed it, didn't I?" I said aloud.

Shaking my head I decided to focus on getting to the town without too many distractions. Now isn't the best time to screw myself over.

Hi, this is my first story that I'll post just to see where I can go. Hopefully I won't bore you with it, but I had some fun writing this.

The main character will change from pony to human but will mostly stay a pony, as to not draw attention to himself. I just wanted to clarify this now

If you have any questions just ask and I'll answer them without spoiling the story, at least too much of it anyways.

Edit: HELLO AGAIN! Man, it's good to get this overhaul back. As you noticed, there are less words than before. I was pretty young when I wrote this, still in my experimental phase, but YES! I am working on it again and man, I see what you guys meant by spelling errors and other stuff.

Thanks for sticking with me, and I'm happy to be able to work on this again. Catch y'all on the next chapter!