PROLOGUE

Where do I begin?

I guess I’ll have to start off by introducing myself. My name is Drake, and I’m just a normal 22 year old guy... wait, normal isn’t right. In fact, I’m far from being normal.

You may or you may not believe it, I don’t really care, but it seems like Bethesda didn’t make a game based on ideas and fictions alone. They created a game based on true events, a game that everypony-- Uh... sorry. I mean, everybody. I’ll get to that later. Ahem, where was I? Ah yes. A game that everyone thought was made up by some dudes with a lot of energy drinks and some epic imaginations. That’s not entirely true. What I’m trying to say is that they knew something. Something that nobody else knew apparently. They had made a game that... damn, I really don't know how to put it. Let's just say that Skyrim was based on true events although that's not entirely correct, but it's the best way I can describe it. It may well be that they didn't know anything and if that's the case, they were damn close of making a game about something that actually happened. Maybe they somehow found out about my fantasy life and tailored a story out of it from their point of view; edited here and there and made a successful video game out of it. But then, how would they know about my life if it happened after the game was released? Time travel maybe? I don't know. Things such as time travel are a normal thing to me now. There is pretty much nothing that can surprise me nowadays.

You should probably see your faces right now. Thinking I am crazy or something. But I don’t blame you. I wouldn’t believe me either. And the fact that millions of people are playing that game and not a single one has a clue that it is, in fact, partly based on true events, is just sad. But at the same time I'm utterly relieved.

Why am I talking about Skyrim and how do I know these things? The answer is simple. I am the Dragonborn and the purpose of my life is to slay a dragon. Not on Earth, but... ah, fuck it. You wouldn't believe me anyways. Just let me tell my story.

Before I start, I'd also like to point out one other thing I wanted to tell you. I'm also... not a human anymore. Now, I'm some kind of an alien; a pony... a cartoon pony, if you wish. Like the ones from the My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic TV series. And to be completely honest, I have no idea how or why. Well, I kind of know why, but I'll explain that later.

I don't know anything about Earth's situation; whether things have gone better or worse. And I don’t really know anything about how much time has passed in your world either. But what I do know is that I'm still alive.  

I'm talking too much again. I'll just get right on to it.

Chapter 1: The Unbelievable Facts

Just a normal day. Wake up, eat, work, sleep. Always the same routine day by day. What a life, huh? Something I didn't imagine life to be as a kid.

Like so many others, I lived a pretty boring and an unsatisfying life. I was 21 years old back then and I was already bored of what this world had to offer. In fact, I've always been tired of this world. So dark, so cruel, so... lifeless. I felt like I didn't fit in anywhere. Even when I was a kid I felt left out of everything. That's why I always looked forward to growing up and moving away from home. But now I wish I could take that all back and just enjoy being a kid when I was. At least life was easier back then and I didn't have to worry about anything. I got free housing, free food, free clothes and lots of entertainment. That was the sweet life. Now I didn't have time for anything.

I sighed as I walked home from work on that dark, cloudy evening. I'll never forget that evening.

The evening I figured out who I was. That evening when everything had turned upside down and gave my shitty life some purpose.

I whistled and walked at the same speed the entire time. The streets were dark, lifeless and boring as usual. The skies were graced by dark clouds and the sound of thunders were starting to come into the picture.

I know I'm sounding like I was depressed, but that's just how I felt back then in that dying world. And when I say "world", I'm not talking about Earth; I'm talking about humanity. I didn't hate Earth, but I did and still do dislike humanity overall. All the cruelty, all the unnecessary violence, all the poverty and so on. Why can't humans just get along and try to fix this situation instead of bombing each other in unnecessary wars? But of course, some wars were necessary. But don't take me wrong. I didn't hate anyone. One of the sole things that made me happy was making other people happy. And seeing good people doing alright always made my day.

As I came home I threw my shoes somewhere over the small messy apartment and turned on my laptop. My apartment wasn't really the best place to live in but it was more than fine to me. In fact, I was actually pretty wealthy but I preferred living in a small apartment instead of in a mansion. At one point I even considered giving away all the money I inherited to a charity or something, but eventually decided to keep it if I'd lose my job. I'd considered quitting my job and travel around the world but eventually gave that idea up too.

A new My Little Pony episode had recently been aired and I hadn't had time to check it out. And since I was allowed to leave work earlier due to being an hard working man, I decided to watch it. Besides, I didn't have anything better to do anyways.

I went to the kitchen as my laptop loaded and powered up and opened the small fridge, only to see that there wasn't anything in it. I sighed sharply as my stomach growled and closed the fridge again in disappointment.

“I guess I'll have to order something to eat. A pizza will do.” I muttered to myself as I grabbed my phone and typed the only number I knew. That pizza restaurant.

Yes, that's the only number I knew. I wasn't very social to be honest and the sad part about it was that I was perfectly fine by it. In fact, I kind of preferred to be left alone. Especially after certain events in the past.

"Drake. The usual." I said to the telephone. I was a regular customer there and the employees already knew me by name. Hell, I've ordered from them so many times I practically had a conversation with one of the workers the other day.

I sat down on the wooden chair facing my laptop after I hung up. But by the time I touched my computer mouse, something went wrong. Just out of the blue I started feeling strong pains in my brain; hearing voices. Slithering voices whispering things to me. I didn't quite analyze the words, but whatever was happening couldn't be good.

"Dir, Jul... Ahmik... Dovahkiin... Aav!" were the only words I could make out of it. There were loads of more words like it was some kind of speech, but those were the only ones clear to me. Or at least what I thought was clear to me.

On it went for some time before I felt like something was choking me...blocking my windpipe. I started gagging and I found myself fighting for air. I didn't see very clearly either, and the only feeling I felt for was like somebody or something was holding me. Like something as a mysterious force trying to pull me; slowly ripping me apart. I fell to the ground and yelled and screamed in great agony. I felt like my body was burning in the depths of hell itself. I didn't know what was happening to me, but it was rather obvious that I was in critical danger. I thought I was going to die, just like that.

I tried to reach the phone to call an ambulance. But my body refused to obey. I screamed again as I tried everything in my power to reach that phone. My determination payed off in the end.

"Help! Something...wrong! Help me!" I shouted at the telephone. I felt for my heart rating increasing and increasing with each second.

"Sir! Where are you located?" the person on the other end of the line asked. I tried to answer but my voice wouldn't obey. I let out a big agonizing scream again as my blood started to boil within my veins. "Sir?!"

All of a sudden I felt for my heart slowing down. I panted lightly as I waited for my mysterious death. I realized that this was the end for me. My life would come to an end right there and I didn't know the reason. But, somehow, I was completely fine with it. I didn't have much to live for anyways. Maybe... maybe I'd see my family again.

"Aus... Kiin... Bron...Dovahkiin... In Do Dovah!"

I closed my eyes when my heart failed me and softly exhaled my last breath.

I woke up to strange noises. I felt that I was moving, like I was being carried in some carriage or something. I didn't open my eyes yet, but I could feel for the summer breeze caressing my body. I could hear birds singing beautifully. However, I had a massive headache and my body felt, and was very weak. I also felt for my wrists being tied with a rope or something. At last I quickly opened my eyes and gasped, but didn't see anything. Everything was blurred, and the sunlight entering my pupils hurt my weak eyes.

“Easy there.” A deep male voice said.

“W-Where am I, where are you taking me?” I asked in panic, blinking my eyes to adjust my sight. I also got a bit startled with my unrecognizable voice. "What is wrong with my voice? Why don't I sound like myself?" I blurted out. I didn't see anything yet, but judging by the singing of the birds and the rustle of leaves, I bet I was located somewhere in a beautiful environment. Too bad I couldn't see my surroundings yet. How I got here remained a mystery, though.

"Your voice sounds pretty normal to me."

"W-Who are you?"

“Relax. I'm in the same situation as you're in. I'm your ally. Probably your last one at that.” he replied with a deep, slow giggle. He had a thick accent. A Nordic one.

“W-What do you mean?” I asked confusedly, trying to touch anything in my reach. I slowly began to regain my sight, and the first thing I noticed was the beautiful environment. The green grass, the tall trees and the clear blue sky.

But what surprised me the most was the clean air that I was breathing in. I wasn't used to it at all, and all that freshness made me cough.

Before he could reply I turned around to see that he wasn't quite how I imagined him to be. He was a... pony. He was a brown Earth pony with brown eyes and had a black colored mane. It scared the shit out of me. I then noticed that I had hooves and wings of my own. For what seemed a long while, I just stared. I wasn't thinking about anything, I just stared at my foreign body limbs with my blank mind.

“What the fuck is going on?!” I yelled in confusion the second I regained my consciousness. I panted tremendously in excitement.

“Shut up there, you criminal scum!” One of the guards spat at me. "Or we'll put you down right here!"

“Where am I?! What is happening?!” I asked, still in a panic, and shook my head several times just to be sure I wasn't dreaming.

“We are arriving to Helgen. I don't know what you've done to deserve this, but they're going to execute us.”

“EXECUTE?!” I gasped. I noticed that the friendly pony wasn't very amused. I sounded like a coward, and if I had to take a wild guess, I bet he wasn't too fond of cowardice. After all, he was as relaxed as I would've been in a steam bath.

“Yes, my friend. Sovereign awaits us all.”

“Wait, why? What do you mean? What's--”

“Because we're criminals, that's why! And please, do not try to reason with the guards. It's a waste of time, and they won't listen to you. They also tend to hate whiners, just like me.”

“But I haven't done anything wrong!” I growled. He didn't deserve that, but in the situation I was in, I had every reason to be shocked and angry.

“Neither have I.” He replied with a sarcasm, smirking.

“And who's that on my right?” I asked to change the subject. I wanted to take my mind off the whole execution subject for a bit.

“The one and only Stormcloak leader; Ulfric. I'm surprised you haven't heard of him.”

“And why is that cloth gagging him?”

“Are you new around here? Or have you been living under a rock?” he asked me with a questionable look.

I looked at my shaking hooves and nodded. “Yes. Yes I'm definitely new here.” I replied, still gazing at my hooves and my tied up wings. My wings and hooves were cyan colored... which meant that the rest of my body was probably cyan colored, too. I didn't notice the color at first, since I was too surprised to wake up not as a human anymore, but as an animal. It didn't even make any sense to me.

“Huh... like Rainbow Dash”. I thought to myself and smiled. After all, she was my favorite pony of the mane 6. I gasped when I thought about it, but what if they were all here? What if they now existed?

“He killed the High King Torygg.”

“Wow... am I sitting next to a king murderer?” As soon as I said that I felt for Ulfric's cold eyes fixed on me. It made me gulp.

I decided to ignore him. Instead I went back to fearfully admiring my new body and wings. I didn't get a good look at it, but I could definitely see a part of the wings and my arms. But that was it.

“Yes... and do you know what he used to kill the king?”

I expected a blade or a weapon, or whatever ponies used. I shook my head in disbelieve. Whatever was going on, I was probably dreaming. I must have. It wouldn't make any sense to just wake up in a moving cart and-- I stopped thinking about it. I decided to go with the flow and just do something. After all, I was convinced that I was just having a very strange dream. And why not enjoy it while it lasted?

“He used his voice to tear him apart!” the mysterious stallion laughed with a grin.

“Wait... what?” I laughed with him. “No, seriously. What's the real reason?”

I noticed that the stallion wasn't amused... not at all. He just frowned and stared at me like he was talking to an ignorant child.

“You're serious.” I said to myself, but it sounded more like a question.

“Indeed I am.” he replied somewhat offended.

It took some time, but at last the carriage stopped. I looked around to see ponies everywhere in this peaceful, but dirty little village. I noticed one stallion ordering his colt to go into the house. The colt didn't obey, but that changed when I looked at him as he looked back at me. I gave him a slow nod; A nod that indicated that he should follow his father's orders. The colt nodded back and went straight inside. I noticed that the father nodded back to me respectfully. Probably thanking me.

The guards cut us loose, but one prisoner was stupid enough to try to escape. He met the consequences as he was shot down with an arrow. Yes, I know it sounds silly, and I haven't got a clue about how he could use a bow with his hooves.

“Please line up!” an angry gray colored Unicorn mare yelled at us. “Or you'll all end up like him or worse!” she threatened us, furiously pacing around the place. She looked at us with disgust and seemed to want nothing more than seeing us dead.

We obeyed without hesitating. I had some trouble walking, since I'd never walked on four legs before. Maybe jumping would be better? I tried to jump, but stopped it immediately after I got everyone's attention..

A priest spoke: "Since the beginning of time, a--" but before he could continue, a white Earth-Stallion walked dramatically, yet determinedly up to them with a frown. "For gods' sake, let's just get this over with!" he interrupted, not in his best mood. He clearly didn't lack the courage and he certainly wasn't afraid of death. Maybe he believed what waited for him was better for him anyways.

He walked by himself up to the tree stump and placed his neck on it; waiting impatiently to be executed. "Sovngard awaits."

I thought to myself that I would probably wake up when it was my turn. It always happened to me. Always when something was about to happen, I woke up.

I just witnessed as the executioner snapped the stallion's head clean off with his huge and sharp looking ax. Blood sprayed out of his throat and painted the tree stump and around it red. I had an urge to puke, but I managed to keep it down.

“What the fuck?” I thought out loud, turning my head away. I closed my eyes firmly and swallowed hard.

Everyone turned their attention to me again.

“You! Step forward!" she ordered me, looking into my eyes with her cold, sharp eyes. I didn't dare do anything else but to obey her. "What's your name, scum?” The mare spat out, pacing towards me. "What is your bucking name!

I jumped a bit and widened my eyes in startle. She definitely wasn't a very patient pony.

“M-My name is Drake.” I replied in confusion; still clueless about what was going on. "I think there's a misunderstanding here."

The mare took her time to verify the list despite of being so impatient. “Hmm... it seems like you're not on the list.” she muttered to herself, ignoring me as she double checked it.

“Does that mean I can go?” I asked, relieved, hoping she would release me without any trouble.

“Of course not!” she replied with her spiky voice. “You'll be executed anyways!”

“You can't do that! I'm not on that fucking list of yours and I didn't do anything wrong! Now let me go, you cunt!” I yelled at her furiously, taking a step forward. My legs almost failed me, but I still managed to keep my legs steady.

Two guards suddenly got a grip on me and dragged me towards the bloodied stump, forcing me to lay down where the stallion was executed. The blood from the dead stallion was all over that tree stump. But I didn't have the energy to fight them, or resist. I closed my eyes firmly and waited for my imminent death.

All of a sudden we all heard a distant roar and everybody else heard it, too.

“W-What was that?” asked one of the terrified guards.

“Everypony calm down. It's probably nothing.” The mare answered without any kind of fear.

The priest spoke again; reading a poem from an old book or something. Blessing my soul or whatever before I'd die.

“...although your body will be buried here in Equestria, your soul will rest in peace somewhere else. A place where...”

Did I hear right? Did he say Equestria? Now I was really starting to get confused, but yet very excited. What if this wasn't a dream? What if I really was here? Was there a reason for me being here? So many questions I wanted to get answered. But they wouldn't matter since I was about to be executed for something I didn't even do.

For the second time, that priest was interrupted with a roar, now louder and clearer than before. And before anyone could even react, a dragon landed on one of the roofs in that small village. Everypony panicked as it roared and summoned black clouds and thunders to cover the cyan colored sky. Then, it started burning the village down and killing everything on sight with its extremely powerful fire breath.

That made the executioner, as well as everybody else, run away for their lives. And just like that I was free.

“Hey! Over here!” someone yelled towards me.

I looked around but didn't see who called for me. I tried to spot the person, but before I could even turn around, someone grabbed and pulled me inside a house.

“If you want to live, follow me.” he ordered. It was the same stallion that I'd been talking to on the carriage.

At last. We had escaped the village that was doomed to die. I felt sorry for those who were trapped in there, but I had to move on. The other stallion and I had gone our separate ways, but before he set off he promised to meet me again later in the future.

I'd never seen anything as beautiful as this before. I kept exploring the trees and the green grass. All the flowers and all the plants. The sound of the water flowing, and the wind licking my...mane. And I even saw a deer in peace from afar.

I slowly walked with difficulties and tried my best to adjust walking on four legs. It was weird and very difficult; something I wasn't used to at all. But I didn't give up. I really didn't have any choice anyways.

That reminded me... I needed to check into a mirror, or into the water to see my reflection. I was very curious about my appearance.

I walked down a steep hill but as I was heading towards the lake, I noticed three stones that got my attention.

On one of those stones was carved: Magic. For the unicorns willing to learn more about the element of magic.

I walked up to the next stone. On it was carved: Physical Strength. Most efficient for the Earth Ponies. The blessings of this stone will grant you more strength and better endurance.

As I walked up to the next stone, I read: Speed. For the Pegasi. The blessings of this stone will grant you better agility, better performance from your wings, and better sneaking.

I placed two of my hooves on magical slots on that third stone and it resulted in a big blast; shooting some kind of a vertical light straight into the heavens. I could sense the power coming from it, and it felt good.

Now that that has been dealt with, I rushed down to the lake. I tried using my wings, but I immediately crashed to the ground.

“'Better performance from your wings', my ass...” I muttered. I had some difficulties standing up, but I managed to do it in the end.

When I came up to the lake, I could see the reflection of myself on the water and I couldn't believe my eyes.

The first thing I noticed were those big red irises in my eyes. Not glowing or demonic, just simple red.

I had seen some photos of Vinyl Scratch in my computer back at home, and apparently she had red eyes according to the fans. My eyes are very similar to those eyes. Hell, they are practically the same. I didn't know much about it though. Like I said before, I'd been working my ass off for the past months and I hadn't had any time for My Little Pony lately. I just tend to have a good memory, especially of things that interest me.

The next thing I noticed was my mane and body. That black, short mane and my cyan colored body. My mane style was like Doctor Whooves' style.

My wings; I really liked them, but it was such a strange feeling. I haven't felt like this ever before. Stretching them was like stretching your back when you woke up, or after a long day's work.

My cutie mark was a symbol of a dragon's head being pierced by a sword. What did that mean? Was I a dragon slayer? That didn't make any sense. “Like everything else at the moment.” I rolled my eyes.

Probably around fifteen minutes flew by and I still couldn't stop admiring myself in front of that lake. But I couldn't get a clear visual on myself.

Why was this happening to me? What was going on? Was I dreaming, or was this actually happening? “That priest said that we were in Equestria...” I told myself. “That means....no, no. I'm just having a strange dream. This can't be happening. This makes no sense!”

As I went further down the road, I saw a small town, making me sigh in relief. After all, it was getting dark and I was getting really tired. There must have been a place I could stay during the night.

It took some time, but finally after I could manage to walk up to the entrance of the town I felt for some kind of numbness. My vision mysteriously started to blur and my body got all weakened again. I fell to the ground as I lost the last of my energy and closed my eyes. Fortunately, I could hear someone approach.

“Co...here... Spi...” I couldn't hear properly, but I was glad that someone noticed me collapsing. “Mu... get him... safety...” The voice was very familiar, even though my hearing had worsened. I swear I'd heard that voice somewhere before. Before I even realized, someone grabbed me pretty harshly.

“It's going...alright.” Yes, now I was sure that I definitely recognized that voice.

“Twilight? No, that can't be!” I managed to think to myself, even though my head was fucking with me at that moment. So much pressure. It resulted in me losing my consciousness... again.