Now this aint your everyday story, see this could be about a depressed girl who kills her self and goes to a magical land full of emo band members, but that's not it. This is the story of a young man, who is transported to a magical land … that land is, Equestria …

The cool autumn breeze was cool on my skin , I loved how it blew threw my short hair and cooled downed my burning scalp . My name is Tristan Glenn , yea , such a normal name , nothing special here . I'm 6'1 and 179 pounds , so you could say I'm average on that topic as well , but I beg to disagree . I've trained myself to box and wrestle , to tackle in football and to hunt . I've taught myself everything sports related , but academics wise … you could mistaken me for a special ed kid while your looking at my report card , even though my IQ is 134 . Anyways were was I ? Oh yea , as the cold wind wipes across my face , making my eyes water as I sit on my porch and sip on my drink .

" God , I really need a social life . I can't keep sittin' on my ass and mope around . " I say defeated in my mental battle . As I stand up I look to the sky and see a dark storm cloud heading to the middle of the sky.

" Looks like its goin' to storm .. So much for goin' out .." I say adjusting my hat and heading inside . As I head in , I see my pitbull , Buster , round the corner and jump up and starts to lick me .

"Easy boy . I aint been gone but five minutes " I say with a chuckle. Buster was easily my best friend , he loved me and I loved him no matter what . I would give an arm and leg for this dog , but I knew that his time was nearing the end , since I've had him since I was 6 . But I shrug that though off and pet him behind the ear's .

- 3 hours later –

As I put down the remote the TV , I silently curse , I had let Buster out 30min's ago . When I go outside , I see that the storm has gotten worse .

" Shit ! Buster must be freezing ! " I say grabbing my jacket and shoes and heading out into the storm. Bad idea , I cant see shit , and Buster isn't on the porch .

" Damnit ! He must have headed out into the forest ! " I say heading into the tall dark forest . It must have been atleast 9pm because I couldn't see shit .

" Buster! Here boy ! BUST-er !" I scream frantically for my dog . I keep hoping that he will appear and lick my hand but after waiting for a couple of mins I trudge forward and start to yell.

" BUSTER ! COME HERE BOY! BUS- Shiiiittt! " I scream as I walk right off a ledge and fall flat on my back , hitting my head against a rock , knocking me out .