Pain. Blurry, confused mind. And darkness. Well, with eyes closed, it's quite obvious to not clearly see anything. When he finally opened them, he had to first used to bright light. Strong scent of grass was almost irritating, even attacking his senses. Probably it wasn't normal with so unusual surroundings, especially for him. Speaking of which, he had to check where he was exactly, also if it's everything al right with him. It was his last favourite thing, to be left naked, somewhere in the woods, after some unpleasant time. At least, for him. As his people were saying „keep your shit together". He had to finally get up and check the things, mentioned before. Hands first, too lay them against the ground, so he could raise himself. But something wasn't right. He didn't feel fingers against the ground. Two flat ends of his limbs just hitted the ground with rather dull sound. Eyes of male lowered a little, to see what happened. He got amputated or something. This was too confusing. He had to realize what is going on, or he will end with heart attack or some sort of mental illness. Another sound. Water? Yes, he was clearly seeing it. Fighting with pain in his legs, he finally got up, if it could be described in way. Even if he had to crawl, he must see everything, even if it was so painful to see. Surprisingly, that „crawling" wasn't bad at all, like he was born to walk on four limbs. After few short seconds, male looked at reflection in the lake. He gasped in confusion. Then he looked again. Face was ridiculously longer than usual, hair was rather strange. Still in some sort of military fashion, but little longer than it should be. It was clearly him, but being also a...horse?

Many long minutes had passes, when he was trying to look at every inch of his new body. He wasn't strong build-up, kinda short for a horse. A pony? He chuckled to himself. Right, he was a new character of My Little Pony, show which he hated very much. Even if it's hard to hate something, which you watched only for some minutes. After that, his eyes widened in fear. No, not only because he wasn't a human any more. He feared, that he maybe was right. Bright colours of surroundings. Odd colour of his body for a pony, he was red like a communist star. But...he was alone. Maybe it was a dream? Male, or rather stallion, returned to checking his newest body.

Um...what are you doing? - a voice? High-pitched, confusing and irritating. And how it was possible, that he didn't realized, that he is being observed? Stallion raised his eyes at direction of silly voice. Pink mare. With wings? That was an answer to his previous question. He knew what pegasus is. But he remembered them as proud stallions. Not silly looking...thing.

Um...zdrastwujtie... - he replied carefully to her. Then he realized, that he should speak in her language. Why English? Bah!

What did you say? I don't understand... - mare was staring at him, very confused, but also curious. Like she met a very interesting, new friend to play with.

I..I'm sorry. Good morning. I...I'm Ivan... - he wasn't sure if saying name to potential enemy was right. But truly he should be afraid of that purple pony?

Morning? It's almost sunset. And I'm Lara. Where's your cutie marks?

Right. He was so surprised by this new, strange situation, that he forgot to check, what time is it. Even if he didn't have his watch or cellphone even. Then he narrowed his eyes. What she did say?

Um...cutie...what? - that was just too much for him.

Cutie marks! Look! - she stood next to him, so he could see her side. He saw a symbol of watering can. What the heck?

Um...and what is it for...? - again, he was certainly sure, that he asked wrong question.

What for? Come on...it's states our talent. I someday realized, that I'll be a wonderful gardener. And I'm. Even if I'm pegasus.

Right... - he sighed softly.

They were looking at each other in awkward silence. Ivan wasn't sure if to ask for any help or not. Lara wanted to do something to cheer him up, even if he was a blank flank.

Where is your home, anyway? And what happened with your hair? It's so strangely...trimmed. Like a hedge or something – Lara giggled at her own joke.

Ivan growled softly. It was that funny to her. He was a proud male. Or stallion rather. But answering to her questions were more important. He can't be so suspicious. Too dangerous. Lie about his homeland? Or maybe tell the truth? Yeah, great idea. "Oh hai. I was a human, now I'm a pony. I'll eat you all!". But answer could be very simple.

I...I don't know. I don't remember. I just woke here, remembering only my name and that strange language... - he sighed, hoping that will work. He even tried to looked at her sadly.

Lara lowered her eyes. She felt very sorry for him. Being a "blank flank" could be miserable enough. No home, no friends, no family.

I'll take you to Ponyville! - she said with wide smile. There should be somepony who will help him, after all.

"Yeah. And you'll treat me like a circus freak". At first he liked the idea, but there must be some other way. Also, was starting to getting dark. He need to build a shelter. With hooves?

Just show me where it is. I need no help.

But...

I'm fine! - he yelled. He felt so much anger. Being so...cute. Not a male...a wuss. Something, which shouldn't be even existed.

I...I... - she was feared by that strange pony. But she sighed, being sure that she can't do nothing more. Pegasus pointed a direction – there. But you really need help. And some friends. Sadly, you don't want one...

When she sighed for another time, quickly raised her wings, to get into the air and fly to her home, probably. Time was running out for young Ivan. Stallion. An ex-human as he described himself in his mind.

Ex-human? No! He had to find someone who could help him and go back on Earth. He wasn't a wuss. Rather a warrior. He knew how to fight, how to hurt and protect people. But for now, he needed some help. After some minutes of lonely walking at pointed direction by pegasus, he reched a nearest town. Small, but it wasn't a problem for him. Problem was...ponies were preparing for rest, most likely. Closed shops, empty streets. He realized, that he will be without shelter for this night. Unless he will beg some random pony. Ivan reached large tree, changed into a house. He peeked into window. So many books. No. Only books. A library? He wanted to deal his problem with actions, not sitting with head covered by literature. Sword is more powerful than quill. After loud sigh, he continued his journey, being more and more exhausted.

Any images were haunting his mind. His friends. Family. Adventures. Or just normal, interesting life. And also his last night. Nothing unusual, really. Just taking few drinks, then going to sleep in his bed. He was now going with eyes almost closed, trying to focus, where he was going exactly. After loud and long yawning, he felt strong pain on his head. Stallion just hit the near apple tree. Some of fruits just fall down. "Focus Ivan, focus!" he shaked his head and finally found a solution. A barn! He slept in similar one, when he was a kid. But now, he needed some rest, badly. He opened it and fall down inside of it, too tired to find better place. After long, loud breathing, he finally found some dream and rest. For now.