Anon chp1
this is a good start to my story. this is Part one to the Anon serious.
It was cold... where was i? i tried to open my eyes and i heard shuffling. " shes alive!" someone said
"are you sure thats not the body reacting to the different temperatures?" another voice
I tried to move and show them, that yes, i was alive, but i couldnt move. it was like i was being suppressed by something. What was it? who did it? who.... am i? Where am i? WHAT IS GOING ON?! I felt a hoof on my neck, it was cold, but almost comforting. i wasnt hearing voices and thats all that mattered to me at that moment.
" i feel a pulse, shes alive, but barely. we need to get her to Celestia ASAP." the voice said concerned, for me? Celestia, i know that name..... wh--- everything went black.
My head hurt, i slowly opened my eyes and let my eyes adjust to the lights. I was.... in a bed... a metal bed, with white sheets and plane walls.... I tried to speak but no one was there to hear me.. i needed answers but i didnt think it was going to be possible. I took this moment of silence and sat up slowly, a beeping started to go off but i ignored it. i saw a mirror on the wall and glanced at it, looking at.... myself. pastel green fur, long purple hair, with pink eyes. i felt tired, worn out. i slouched back into my bed and sighed.
A light tan, brown haired pony with a white uniform rushed in desperately. She looked like she was trying to say something but i couldnt mouth the words... then again i dont think i could understand her. i blinked a few times to clear my eyes and lifted my arms to rub them. She lifted her hoof and pressed a button on a square item, that flashed red. she stood there until moments after another pony; dark blue fur, black hair and scruff, larger than the female pony, and the same white outfit, minus the hat she wore... he had a metal thing around his neck; rushed in and stood in awe.
"shes awake! Contact Celestia right away, and the PFI, talk to Trails.... he needs to see this." the Large Blue pony said to the little Tan Pony. Honestly the only word i understood was Celestia, and even then i didnt understand why. The Blue Pony came closer to me, slowly. I watched him, weakly. i didnt understand what was going on, but i was too tired to care. i just wanted the headache to go away so i could rest. He took my Hoof and consoled me, "everything is okay, are you feeling okay?" He asked, but i couldnt understand... I looked away raising a hoof to my head trying to get the pain to stop. The Blue Pony nodded as if he understood and quickly left the room. I guess not... i sighed and leaned back, closing my eyes to try and focus on something other than the large throbbing pain in my head.
The room was plane white..meaning that the light from the ceiling bouncing off of it only made it harder on my eyes, even with them closed. I tried my best to get my mind off it, but that seemed counter productive seeing as it only made it worse. slowly my body started to ache, my bones felt weak and my stomach growled. I heard steps, one pony... maybe that Blue Pony... it was. he was holding a small glass filled with water and two small things, also blue but not at dark as his fur. He walked up gesturing to my mouth. i didnt understand so he took his other hoof and gently opened my lips and placed the pills in my mouth, near my throat. He gave me the cup of water and i drank all of it in desperation. the taste was amazing.
He took note of that and called in a carry cart full of food and drinks. He pulled the cart close to me and started to feed me. I didnt like it but i couldnt really move so i let it happen. After a while he looked at his watch and left the room, without a word. Which i didnt complain because i wouldnt have understood him anyways... _why couldnt i understand him? _i took the moment of being alone to listen to my breathing, it felt good. the pain had finally passed and i felt like i had some energy in me. of course that all ended when i felt a pressure in my lower stomach. I looked around and found a door other than the one i saw people coming in and out of. I got up out of the hard bed and stretched. when my hooves touched the floor i felt.... weird.... but happy. It was cold but slick, the air was cool and still, my hair draped down over my body like a blanket and it felt off as if i wasnt used to long hair.
i walked to the door and opened it. it had a seat with a hole in the middle and what looked like a very high tech sink, held up by metal.... come to think of it everything was metal here... it smelled very clean. I was familiar with what an out house looked like, though i didn't understand why it was in the building. i did my duties, which by the way felt amazing considering it wasnt the first thing i did when i got up. i got up and, _wait what?! it flushes on its own? _I sighed and washed my hooves drying them after. i opened the door.....
"Hello My dear" a Purple Pony said. he had short messy, brown hair with a cutie mark that looked like a map with a trail to the treasure. Odd... " You must be very confused, scared even" he said to me. i stood there looking at him confused. he walked up to me and brushed a hoof over my cheek, "do i know you" i say, his eyes widened. Everyone looked very confused but intrigued with what i said.... a language barrier....
"we need our translator" the Purple pony said looking over to the nurse, she promptly left the room. yet another pony entered the room. she was a tall thin, pink pony with light blue hair down to her shoulders that curled at the end. she had glasses and a spot under her eye.... she walked up to me calmly and placed her horn on my head, the room filled with magic. "this spell will last one hour, i would use that 60 minutes wisely. the spell only be cast once per day." she said and walked out of the room.
"leave us" The purple pony said to the two ponies with matching uniforms. He looked over to me and i could see his eyes light up. " You are alive, you are .... a lot more beautiful than i found you" he said as he sat in the nearest chair. motioning me to join him, but on the edge of the bed. "you must be very confused" he said calmly and i nodded. "then lets start slowly, who are you?" he asked and i looked around and with a sigh
"Im afraid my good sir, i do not know" i spoke. he blushed hard, did my voice really seem that appealing to him... He shuffled around and took out a note pad writing something down. i slowly walk over to my bed and sit down, then laid down. this also sparked his interest. " do i not lay correctly to you?" i asked
his eyes widened, trying not to be rude "of course you do, its just different..... different isnt bad." he said taking more notes. She noticed this and got up and walked over to him looking at his notes.
"I dont understand this scribble" she said calmly
"the translator can only cast a spell for speech. all i wrote was a list of things i need to ask you and your answers to them.... just so we can get to know you better" He said trying to reassure her.
"how about this, you ask me.... but you have to answer it as well.... seeing as you were assigned to me " she said in a mono toned voice
"seems fair" he shuffled through his note book and pulled out a list. " lets start with these, simple questions" he noted and looked up, the mare ever so close to him. her lips almost touching his.... his face went flush. He quickly shook his head and looked down. "uhm" he said before clearing his throat. " your name.......?" he asked. She pondered on that thought for a moment and got a bit frustrated. " you dont know?" he asked concerned
"no, ugh but why?!" she asked herself and him, neither of which could answer. there was a silence that fell over them.
quickly he moved on to the next question " age?" he asked a bit reluctant. in shock she looked around and sighed shaking her head. "alright, how about where we found you?" he looked up to the pastel green pony.
she looked at him confused " you... found me?". at that moment she shook her head and pointed a hoof at him " you havent answered anything" she huffed
he chuckled a bit " my Name is Trails, im 24 years old and i lived here in pony ville for most my life. before then its a blur" he said and marking things down on the sheet. "i know this seems odd to ask but, do you know anyone from around here?" he asked
she looked around " none of this even looks familiar to me. to be completely honest. i mean who sleeps in metal beds?" she asked clanking the bed with her hoof. Trails smiled "we dont all sleep in metal beds ms Anon" he said with a smile. she looked up to the Purple stallion and blushed.
She looked away and sighed " i dont think i know much of anything, about me... or my past... where am i ?" she asked now wanting answers. He put down his clipboard and with a realization he had a lot more to work on then he intended. he started to explain everything in detail of how he found her. how she was laying in a magic bubble under large layers of rubble of a fallen palace in the never lands. The only reason they found her was because a magical artifact lead them to her. he explained how they thought she was dead but in turn she was alive but barely.hanging on and that she was out cold for a good week before waking up, "everything else we were hoping you could fill in.... like why were you there and why... you are a blank flank" he said noting the bare bottomed Mare. He couldnt help but blush. the innocence of a bare, clear rump just struck something with him.
they talked a while and got more comfortable with one another, before a large white mare walked in with a horn, wings... and a crown.... Anons eyes widened " Celestia " she said short of breath. _I KNOW HER, I KNOW THAT FILLY... NO MARE.... but... where?... how?.... _Anons head was swimming with questions she couldnt answer and soon she was out cold.