First person POV
Once I awoke all I could see was blackness, had the ball of light blinded me? I could hear growls and screams. I didn't know where I was, but I wanted to run. But something inside me told me I should help the screaming person.
So I ran to where the screams were coming from. I couldn't make out the figure of what was attacking the screaming person. I couldn't fight if I couldn't see! So I reached into my pockets to look for some sort of light source.
I felt a metallic object. I paid no attention to it. I reached into my other pocket to find a small flashlight, my phone and a sharp object. I grabbed the flashlight.
Whatever was attacking the screaming person didn't know I was behind it. I checked what the sharp object was. It was a knife! I was still curious of what that metallic object was, so I reached into my other pocket. And I found it to be a small 6 shot .22 caliber revolver. Also I found a small box of .22 shorts.
I decided to take a look at what was attacking the screaming person. It looked like a lion mixed with a scorpion! I was frozen with fear, it turned to look at me; I panicked and shot at it. The bullet hit it in the leg. It started to run away.
I looked around to look for the person. The screaming had stopped; as I looked around I noticed there was a small hollow log.
As I looked through the hollow log I saw a small grey pony with a blue mane. She had no cutie mark, but, she had wings. She looked frozen with fear as I looked at her.
I was stunned. What was a pony doing here? Not only that, but it looked exactly like the ones from My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. I had theories, either I was going crazy, or it was a figment of my imagination. Maybe a pony had come to the human world somehow?
However, something deep down told me I should bring her along with me. I tried to grab her, but she backed up. There was no way of getting her now unless I broke the log.
The log looked fragile so I stomped on it, and it split in half. She tried to run away, but the wound on her fore hoof was disabling her from doing that.
I scooped her up with my arms, and said "I'm not going to hurt you, I just want to help!" she started to calm down. I had a hooded coat on, as it was cold in my city. I asked the small filly if she knew where the nearest town was, it looked like she was too weak to speak.
So I just put the small filly in my hood and started walking, I kept the revolver in my hand and one finger on the trigger, just in case something tried to ambush us. I looked to the right and saw that there was a small house in the distance. The house was a good two miles away, I started walking to the house to seek shelter and get some directions, maybe even ask what that thing was.
About a mile into the walk to the house I heard more growls. I started jogging. Then something jumped into the way of my path. It looked like a dragon with a chicken head!
I started to panic, I held my gun up to point at the thing, but my legs started to turn into stone, as I was looking into its eyes. I started to panic and dropped my revolver, only to realize that my whole legs were turned into stone. I couldn't reach down to grab the revolver.
So I reached into my pocket and grabbed the knife. I only had one chance! I had to risk throwing my knife and hit the thing in the head. As I threw the knife it missed the head hitting one of the eyeballs, I thought I was doomed.
But to my surprise my legs started to return to normal! I picked up the revolver and shot the thing in the body, then once more in the head. I went over to the body pulled out my knife and wiped it off on the ground. I started to walk again to the small house in the distance. Until I heard more growls, then the thing I wounded earlier came back to hoping to kill me. As I got a better look at it I saw that it was a manticore.
I didn't know where I've seen a manticore before maybe from a show, or a book I tried to put my finger on where I've seen this mystical creature from, but I had no time as the manticore lunged at me. I tried to dodge the manticore's pounce, but to no avail as he tackled me to the ground, my revolver flew from my hand and the filly hit the ground, she flew a good 5 feet from my position.
I struggled to break free as it clawed at my chest. I saw my revolver about 3 feet away from my hand, I couldn't get it from here, and I would have to get a bit closer. I reached into my pocket and grabbed my knife; I stabbed the manticore in the eye. It stood up from my chest and roared in pain.
I made a mad dash for my revolver; once I grabbed my revolver I spun around and shot the manticore 3 times in the chest. The manticore was still standing, but wounded badly. The manticore started walking over to me hoping to bite my neck and finish me off; I pulled the trigger once more with a resounding click. I started to panic, I reached into my pocket to load my revolver again, but it was too late, when I looked up he was right next to me.
So as my last attempt at finishing this manticore off, I mustered all of my strength and gave a hard kick to the knife in the manticore's eye, it roared in pain and fell on the ground with a loud thump.
The manticore's body fell limp, and I grabbed my knife and wiped it on the ground once more. I reloaded my revolver I had twenty-four bullets excluding the ones in the revolver.
I ran over to the little filly, picked her up and put her back into my hood. I broke into a mad dash to the small house; I wanted to get to the small house without anymore trouble.
I was about ten feet away from the small house. I sort of recognized this house but I couldn't remember where.
I knocked on the door and I heard a small squeak from behind it, I knocked once again. I heard in a small whisper "Who is it?" I replied "Me and a small filly were just attacked by an animal, please help us!" the person opened the door, to my surprise it was the pink-mane pony I know as Fluttershy. I was shocked; I knew I was in Equestria at that moment.
I gasped, and she had a look of pure terror on her face. I would be scarred too if I saw a strange blood-stained creature at my door holding a strange looking metallic object in his hand with a small bloody filly on his back.
She slammed the door quickly, the adrenalin left my body and I just started feeling the effects of my wounds. I was feeling light headed, and then I started wobbling and eventually fell on the grass with a resounding thump and passed out from the blood-loss and all the action.
(A/N Hey guys, so I couldn't upload a chapter today. I was really busy, sorry guys. But, to make up I will make a longer chapter tomorrow.)
