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The Adventure of a Life Time
Chapter 1
I woke up with a weird start, I was sweating and my heart felt like it was going to run out of my chest and right out the door. "Well," I said sarcastically," another fine start to another fine day of getting to go to school with the toolbags I call classmates." I had no problem with the school I went to, everyone was more or less kind and considerate, decent teachers, I just sometimes felt out of place. Like I was supposed to be born in a different time, different universe, or just haven't found were I really belonged. I always felt the need for adventures, battling dragons, slaying goblins or orcs, or finding treasures beyond knowledge deep in the bowels of the earth. My hands were meant for a sword and a shield, not a pen or a calculator. I have always been said to have an old soul, one that was a philosopher, a knight, an explorer, and a crusader. My family is a family with roots in all kinds of warriors like knights, Vikings, crusaders, soldiers in almost all American wars, and cowboys (Frank and Jesse James were my great grand uncle and great grandfather respectively). And where am I? Stuck at a desk and limited to what I imagine of my adventures in middle earth and medieval Europe, both in my imagination, dreams and stories.
I slowly rose out of bed and looked in my mirror." this is where your roots end," I said almost scolding myself like it was my fault," you don't belong here, and you know it."
Being alone a lot I had grown to talking to myself, my parents were around but they were distant. We loved each other but we didn't have much in common, so there was never much to talk about.
"well," I said breaking the blissful silence," time for school."
I walked out of my house in the country and looked around, proud. I new all that land like a ranger knows his land. I respected it, and in turn it respected me. I began to walk to the school building; I hated the bus, way to crowded. So I woke up, watched the sunrise, and would leave far too early in the morning. I remember walking to the woods and hearing a distant laughter, very bubbly and cheerful. I brushed it off as a child, playing in the woods, learning them as I did years before. But one thing was different, I knew that voice. Not personally but from a TV. show my sister used to watch. I remember it because I was very easily annoyed and couldn't be in the room with her when she watched any of the shows. I decided to check it out. Being this far from school I was usually allowed to be a little late. So I went to my shack that I had made when I was 14. Completely unnoticeable to an untrained eye. I finally found my little shelter and looked around on the risen spotter post, something bright of in the distance. Something pink. It never stopped moving. Just bouncing over and over again. I grabbed my bow and quiver of arrows and went off. I didn't know what this thing was, so better safe than sorry. I approached a tree and put my back to it. I new there was a clearing right behind the tree. I peered around and saw a bright pink, bouncing pony. At least, that is what I thought it was. I remember turning my head back to process what I saw. "O.K." I thought to myself," there is a talking pony cartoon character behind you about 15 feet. Seems legit." I turned to greet it slowly and it was not 15 feet, but about 15 centimeters from my face." HI," it screamed in a sweat voice," I am Pinkie Pie, but you can call me Pinkie." in my surprise I pulled the knife from the quiver (I made a couple slots for spare things on the quiver.) but in my haste I accidentally cut the pony. "," she yelped in pain as she sat and cried. I looked at the cut. Not to deep. I was fixing to help the pony up when all of the sudden. what felt like a cannon ball rammed into me throwing me at least 6 yards from where is was. I looked at my wrists to see a bluish glow around them, keeping me restrained. I looked to see two others, at least in my sight. One right on top of me, the other with a glowing horn standing in the distance." why did you hurt Pinkie Pie," the blue one screamed at me, obviously very infuriated.
"I was startled by your friend." I said, this with no lie, I was sorry but I didn't do it on purpose.
"What are we to be afraid of?"
"Not much," I said hastily," it just isn't every day I see talking ponies on my land!" I really needed to know what was going on. In hearing what I said she backed off me. Her friend hesitant at first to let me go but did eventually. " here, let me take a look at that cut," I said, to the pink one, I did not want to hurt her," let us go back to my shack, I have food, drink, and bandages there." I meant no one any harm. So it was the least I could do. I knew the rainbow one didn't trust me again yet, that was fine. So I picked up the pink one and began the way to my shack. "But what if we get lost." I turned to see two others now following.
"Do not worry, follow me and you will not get lost."
End of chapter one
Chapter two
As we sat in the shack, I patched up the pink ones leg. what was it she told me to call her," pinkie pie." it did not matter, I could learn names later." so," I said breaking the silence," I have five questions for you. Who are you, what are you, when did you come here, where did you come from, and why are you here?" I actually had about 1 billion and a half questions. but these five would explain the most." thank you for fixing my leg," Pinkie Pie said solemnly," sorry I startled you."
"There is nothing to be sorry for," I gave her a sort of hug and let her go.
"We are ponies from equestria," this time the purple one spoke. I had to ask names, calling them by color seemed almost, wrong.
"I will ask you to answer the other four questions, but first I need to know names."
The purple one said her name was Twilight Sparkle.
The one with the rainbow mane and wings was Rainbow Dash.
The two that came out of the woods, and followed us to my shack were Applejack and Fluttershy. I told them my name. We all ate, they were very hungry and I was going to tell them I needed to go to school, but just decided to skip today. With our bellies full. it was time for answers." it's a long story." answered Twilight.
"And I have plenty of time."
"Well, we are ponies from Equestria. We are in need of help at our town. Everything is in chaos. There are small green creatures coming from the mines where we got all our diamonds and rubies, there are dragons, and our princess is deathly sick. We don't know what to do or who to go to."
I, having all thus books about Bilbo, and Frodo, King Arthur, Elves, and Dragon Hunters, I figured that if any of these held some truth, I was the go-to guy on this sort of thing.
"I can help," I said to Twilight, she seemed to need it desperately," I just need some supplies."
"We have all anyone may need to help us." I was caught of guard by this; it was almost like they were going to take me in the first place.
"But what about m-." I stopped, realizing that my family would want me to be happy. That is how we all are; we are aware of danger, but answer the call for adventure whenever we hear it.
"I will go," I said, sure I had made the right choice. But whether I had made it by mind or by heart I couldn't tell.
"Really?" this seemed to surprise her, that I would go so easily. But she did realize her searches were over. But then she looked up at me, and simply said," Thank you sir, thank you very much." I had to leave something for my parents, so with my knife I carved 'I heard the call'. I knew they would understand. So I grabbed my bow and knife, some food, drink, and my little tin whistle. I couldn't bear to leave it behind; the music from past generations whistling through my hands as I played always warmed me.
"I am ready to go." I was not sure if that were true but there was only one way to find out. We walked into the clearing where I found Pinkie Pie and stood waiting for my journey. Twilight then said," this is going to be rough, but don't worry, the first time is always rough. I was ready for anything, and then Twilight's horn began to glow. I closed my eyes, asked my ancestors for strength from heaven. Then opened my eyes, softly saying my family's code of honor. A secret to all none kin. Then a bright flash, I knew I had blacked out. It was dark when I awoke, it was dark but there was a faint light at the end of the path I was on. I got up and read a note at my feet. It said:
Dear Sam,
Ponies are very afraid of signs of violence. If I were you, I would hide your weapons.
Your friend and ally,
Twilight.
I did as she said and hid my weapons under my long coat. It was just a ways to the town that I had seen. A sign nearby said 'welcome to Ponyville'
End of chapter 2