I can't believe it! My very first fanfiction! I'm very exited to write this! I know the story is cliche, but hey, I'm not the most creative guy. I'm sorry for any spelling mistakes in advance. It will be rated M for language, and sexual themes later on. No extreme gore, aka brains, guts and shit like that, but let's say blood will be spilled. Hope you enjoy it.-ssbbman888

Chapter 1- On Earth

My life was ruined and I knew it.

My parents didn't believe me, I had a crushing illness, I was homeless and unemployed, the one person that I loved I hadn't seen in over a year, and I didn't, and couldn't, get any friends.

My name is Mitchell, and I have Aspergers Syndrome.

I am 21 years old and I was born and raised in New York City, New York in the Bronx. I lived in one of the worst neighborhoods in the country. Rape, kidnapping, robbery, carjacking, even murder was common where I was. I had dark brown eyes and dark blonde hair. Like a mixture of brown and blonde, but with more brown. I am about 6" 2' and I am very shy, but prone to anger. I also say I have minor OCD. It's part of the Aspergers.

Wherever I went, trouble always somehow found it's way up to my door. I must have seen at least 10 murders, around 24 cases of robbery, thousands of carjackings, about 7 rapes, but only 1 kidnapping. I would run for what seemed like days to get away from trouble, but I could never escape it's ever deadly grasp.

I would always have 10 things in my backpack though. My laptop, iPhone 5s (with 4G), my laptop/iPhone charger, a change of clothes, some drumsticks, my high school diploma, My bible/prayer book, a world and U.S. history textbook, my wallet (not that it had a lot money in it though), and a picture of my girlfriend, Laura.

Laura and I had been dating for 3 years. I never popped the question though. I didn't have the guts to ask. I had met her in my last year of high school. Laura was about 5" 9' and she had the most beautiful eye color and hair, light brown eyes with brown hair down to just past her shoulders. Her hair always perfectly stopped right there. She was the only person I ever felt that I could, hell, and wanted, to talk to.

I also carry an electric/bass guitar and an acoustic guitar along with an amp so I could project my music better and get some awesome effects. Music was one of my deepest passions, that and it was my only way to get a little bit of money. I could also sing pretty well. To my surprise, a lot of people enjoyed my music.

Anyways, I was going around my town as usual with my trusty M9 Beretta and 5 other mags that I bought myself.

It was dangerous at night where I 'lived'.

Thankfully, I never had to use my M9, and never wanted to.

I was also looking for a place to sleep for the night.

My parents had thrown me out of my house.

"They don't believe me, made me homeless and jobless, and they ruined my reputation, heh, some parents" I thought to myself.

It was a very cold winter night. I saw all the families with their house lights. Kids and adults were laughing inside, warm in their homes. I was like that. I was a kid once. I miss those days.

I turned the corner and out of nowhere started to hear a whirring mechanical sound, almost if there was a conveyer belt looping continuously, forever.

I then saw the (now second) weirdest thing in my life. I saw a small, almost minuscule, ball of light.

I was intrigued. I had never seen anything like it before In my 3 years of being homeless.

I went close to, but didn't touch, the ball of light.

It was the same on all sides. No imperfections, it was a perfect sphere.

I must've been about 2 feet away from it.

I started to reach for my M9, but slowly put my hand away, knowing that it would wake people up and I could get arrested if I shot it. I wanted to be courteous. Not that shooting a floating ball of light would do me any good.

But then, curiosity struck out to me like a lightning bolt. I wanted to touch it, just for a moment.

I stuck my hand out slowly, closing my eyes, feeling the heat from this, this ball, and then I ever so delicately touched it.

Nothing happened.

I opened one eye, and seeing that nothing happened, I opened both eyes and sighed a bit of relief. It felt warm, but not to hot to touch. It felt comforting.

And then it sucked me in.

That was the first and (second to) last time anyone had seen the portal.

The portal to Equestria.

That was my first ever chapter for a fanfic! Wow, that was one of the best things I've ever free wrote. I'll continue with chapters about once every week or two. Probably on Saturdays or Sundays. I might be busy with things though so don't shit yourself if the next chapter doesn't come out. Me and my editors are working their asses off to produce this for you guys (and gals?). Anyway, see you soon! Hopefully.- ssbbman888