Hello there! Glad everyone loves the story! :D I know I do. I'm sad that not very many people commented on the fact that the 13 people in robes were actually Organization 13. I mean seriously, nobody saw the relation to Roxas? DISAPOINTMENT! Anyway, thanks to those that did review. I hope you all keep reading. And a statement to mister BlasianAsian.

If you think this is going to be a cup of tea then your FUCKING WRONG.

I take this as a challenge, so come at me bro!

I'm going to try and throw out the best story of the universe!

So prepare to be amazed! :D

Also, the thing about one shot's. I thought a one-shot was a story where you tried it out and if people liked it then you keep going. Guess I got that mixed up so sorry.

Anyways, enjoy! :D

CHALENGE ACCEPTED! XD

Chapter 2: Back to square one

I awoke to a sharp pain feeling in my face.

"Ugh…" I groaned as I rolled onto my back, the pain no longer on my face. It felt like I was laying on glass or some king of pottery.

I slowly sat up, still sleepy for some reason. It took me a minute to register where I was but when I did I was fully awake.

I was surrounded by thousands of trees. Wherever I looked, there stood a tree. They were tall too, at least 45 feet maybe, I couldn't tell. The part that surprised me though is that they all looked weird, almost as if they were animated. All around the clearing I was in was grass and other wild flowers of the like. In the center of the field was what appeared to be a strange egg shaped object that sat on a small pedestal? It was big, towering over me, and on it was the hole that I had made trying to get out.

"What the? Is that what I was in?"

I tried to stand up to get a closer look at it but I immediately fell down and gasped in pain.

"Ugh!"

I looked up. It sounded like a little kid was hurt somewhere.

"Hello? Is somebody there?" As soon as I said that I froze.

The kid voice, it was mine.

I nervously raised a hand to my throat and looked down.

"!" I immediately covered my mouth with my hands, or hooves now.

Birds cried in alarm and flew up high in a circle at my outburst. I heard rustling in some bushes nearby and I nervously glanced around before looking back at my hands- err, hooves. The hoof its self was black, as well as the leg it was attached to. I made a few nervous movements with it before looking down at the rest of my body, only to find it covered by a cloak or something.

"God, the suspense is killing me…"

I tried to take it off but I couldn't seem to figure out how with my new limbs.

"Why is this so hard?" I thought in frustration.

I then decided to try a different approach. I started rolling on the ground and after much effort and a whole lot of dirt I had finally gotten the cloak off. I panted for a minute before inspecting my new form.

My fur (or "coat" as it was called I think) was jet black, slightly dusty from my episode on the ground. I looked behind me to look at my tail and it was the same color but had a few white and silver streaks in it. What also caught my attention was what was on my back.

I had wings.

After my initial shock some hair accidentally got into my face so I tried to blow it away. Sadly, my mouth was too far ahead of my head so I couldn't blow it off. It was starting to itch and I quickly raised a hoof to move it out of my eyes, but while doing the motion my hoof bumped into something.

"What the…" I slowly looked at what I bumped my hoof against.

A horn.

My horn, specifically.

I sat there staring at it, then at my wings, then back to my horn. I continued this motion for what seemed like an hour, but was probably five minutes. It took a second for my head to get in gear before I could think straight again.

"Is this real?" As if to reassure myself I lifted a hoof up to my face to pinch it. I stopped though when I realized that I didn't have fingers anymore.

"God this is going to hurt more then I want it too…" To solve this issue I decided to punch myself in the face.

Bad idea if you have hooves.

"Oh god my face!" I cried out as I brought a hoof up to rub my cheek where I hit myself. It stung where I touched it.

"I guess this isn't a dream then." I thought to myself as I took another look at my surroundings. Everything was the same as before, animated. After thinking for a moment I finally figured out where I was.

"OH MY GOD I'M IN EQUESTRIA!" I suddenly realized.

I looked around and heard a bubbling stream nearby. I wanted a better look at myself and I felt thirsty, as if I haven't had a drink in years, so I tried to walk over. My first attempt earned me more dirt in my face then I wanted.

"Come on, you got this. Start slow, baby steps." I told myself as I shakily stood up again to try and get to the river.

Surprisingly, it worked. I was soon slowly but surely making my way to the river. It took about 10 minutes before I got to the shore. I cautiously peered down into get a look at the water, hoping to get an idea of my face looked like.

I gasped. Looking back at me in the water was what appeared to be young black foal. The reason I could tell that it, err, I was a foal was because I looked incredibly similar to the cutie mark crusaders, just a completely different color.

I looked deeper in the water to get a better view of my features. My body was black, that much I already knew, but what surprised me was the fact that my eyes were a different color. Instead of the usual hazel brown they were a bright green. Slightly above them on my forehead was a patch of white on my fur that was similar to a diamond. My mane, like my tail, was also black and had some grey and white streaks. Similar to my previous hair style it was un-kept and a little long but was spikey which was unusual. My horn stood out from a small parting of my hair and looked fairly pointy. And to top it all off there was a big red mark where I punched myself on the right side of my face, below my eye.

All in all, not exactly how I imagined I would look like as a pony.

"I would have been fine being a Pegasus, but an alicorn too? Also, what's with the fact that I'm, what, 7 years old or something?"

After looking at the looking at my reflection long enough I dunked my head and drank as much as I could. For some reason it was the best water I've ever had, almost like I never had it at all. One thing for sure though, it was cool and I enjoyed feeling the current flow through my mane. When my lungs were gasping for air I finally took my head out of the water and took several deep breaths.

"Ahhh, refreshing!" I said out loud to nobody in particular.

I glanced down at my reflection again, suppressing a D'wah when I realized it was me I was looking at. Seriously though, I looked adorable when wet, I could even stand against Fluttershy in a contest if I was lucky.

"I look like something Mackenzie would snuggle with." I chuckled to myself until I realized what I just said.

"Oh my god, the crash!" I immediately looked around hoping that they were okay, not sure though if whether or not they were ponies either.

"Mom! Mackenzie!" I cried out, hoping that maybe they were nearby. My child like voice reached as far as it could. Tears slowly fell from my eyes as I slowly fell from my face as I started to remember more and more from the car crash, the yellow Volkswagen, the semi-truck, my Mom unconscious, and the look of fear on my sister's face when she saw we were about to crash.

I turned around and headed back for the clearing, calling out between sobs, hoping, praying, that somebody would respond.

"Mackenzie, Mom! Sob! Where are you?" Even though I knew I was old enough that I originally would remain calm at this moment but for some reason I was panicking, starting to feel defenseless.

Acting like a child that just lost his Mother.

The images of her passed out became clearer and soon they began to almost feel real. I began to replay the entire scene over and over in my head.

"No, no, no! MOOOOOMMMMMMMMMYYYYYYYYY!" I screamed out and covered my head with my hooves as I replayed the moment where the semi hit us. Birds cried out in alarm again as I started to cry for what felt like forever, the tears felt ongoing, never stopping.

I continued to cry for about an hour before my loud cries became quiet whimpers.

"Sniff. I hope their alright…" I thought to myself, starting to get under control mentally again. For some reason though the voice that was originally my thoughts changed to what it sounded like now.

"Why am I a kid again anyway?" I thought out loud to nobody in particular. Or would that be "nopony" instead?

I slowly stood up again and shook myself to get rid of some of the dust and water that got in my mane. I also realized that I have yet checked what I really wanted to see. I glanced back to my flank and noticed that my wing was covering it, after a second though I found the muscles in my back that controlled them and opened my wings as far as I could go. They reached about a foot each, so I was about a little over 2 feet. I glanced at my flank again, hoping to see what I really wanted to see.

I was sadly disappointed.

Yep, I was a blank flank.

"Well, I'm not even sure what my talent was when I was human so I guess this is alright."

I slowly walked over to the center of the clearing. The sky was growing dark and grey clouds blew over head, giving the forest a spooky effect as the wind rustled through the trees. I walked over to where I deposited my cloak earlier and tried to pick it up. Upon closer inspection it was black but the edges of it were tattered and worn, filled with several holes. Along the inside though there were golden words in cursive that said something that I couldn't make out. I was never good at reading cursive so I just ignored it. After another few minutes I had finally got the cloak on and began to adjust it as I made my way back to the river from before.

"I need a plan." I thought to myself as I looked both ways where the river ran.

The current ran from right to left. Across it were more trees and no visible pathway.

"First" I began in my head. "I need to find a town or settlement."

"Second" I looked to the left downstream. "I need to find Mom and Mackenzie, if they're even here."

"Third" I began to make my way, stumbling slightly, down the bank while following the river. "I need to discover a way back home."

"And fourth" I looked at my back while still walking. "I need to learn how to fly."

I thought the last part with a grin.

"Ponyville, here I come!" I said out loud. All previous thoughts in my head were now gone in anticipation of my new adventure. Despite the storm coming I knew I was ready.

Besides, I was technically a god, right? What could possibly go wrong?

Dumb question.

Sorry that it's short, just thought this would be a good place to start. I'll try and have the third chapter out soon before I go camping for a week. During that week I won't be able to have any computer access so I can't type at all. After I'm done with the third though I'm afraid I'll have to stop for a while. I need to get back to my other story and I think I've gotten rid of some of the writer's block. Anyway, if you guys could spread the word of this story to anybody that would be great! I want some reviews and I will actually need OC's! I want to get as many people as possible to check my story out and to review. So anyways, I hope you enjoy the chapter! Also, OC's need to be young, CMC old that is. I'm dealing with children here folks! I need several Unicorns, a few pegasi, and even fewer earth ponies and I'll be good. And, last beggar's question, if anyone can do a better animation of my OC on the cover that would be great. I tried the program on devian art and I'm slightly disappointed. Nobody has to, just asking.

And here's something to tied you guy's over.

SPOILER ALERT! The story will mainly take place in a school (academy I think) in a big city.