Falling into a New World - Ch. 2

I spent the countless hours of my somber sleep pacing in nothingness. I had not known why I had come here, and all I had so many questions that needed to be answered. Why did I get sent here? Where was I before? What... What was my name? I felt a searing in my side, still in the depths of dreams, back to what I once knew as reality. Water was everywhere, rain coming from every direction, even from below me. There was no one around... just me. The tangled mess of metal and water kept me subdued in the seat I experienced the crash in. I screamed for help, but was for nothingness as not even an echo came to reassure me I was still alive. I felt the searing pain in my side again, as the metal seemed to tighten around my body, not knowing what would happen to me next. The searing pain returned much sooner than when I had anticipated it would, and this time it did not stop as the entire wreckage collapsed in on me.

I woke from my dreadful nightmare in a panic, not knowing where I was, as the faint memories of the night before slowly seeping back into my troubled mind. There was a man standing next to me, oblivious of the pain that I had felt when he touched my side. He prodded it again with his hooves, the exasperating pain seeming through my body, sinking into my bones, as I let out a muffled cry. He looked at me for a split second, before returning to the clipboard at the end of the hospital bed, walking down the hall and out of sight, to what looked like to be another patients room. I had not understood why he would just sit there and watch me wry in pain as he prodded at my injury, but the questioning soon faded as I felt my overwhelming urge to drink water.

I turned over in my bed, slowly, as not to make much attention to myself, and reached for the sweet nectar that was sitting directly out of reach, when I realized that I did not know how to pick up anything. I had hooves, not hands, and every scenario I ran over in my mind seemed completely futile. I decided to attempt at picking up the glass, stretching my arm to reach for the glass, but rather knocking it over compared to pickling it up, as I had hoped. It fell to the floor, as I awaited the shattering of glass, the splash of the water, but that never came. I looked over the bed precariously to attempt to understand what had happened, to find it covered in a distinctly familiar violet aura, to only which I knew one mare to whom it could belong.

Twilight, slowly walking into the room, gingerly set the cup back onto the bedside stand where it had been before, and after gesturing towards it, it hovered towards me and pressed itself on my lips, the taste of the gods running down my throat. "My name is Twi-" as I interrupted her with a matter of factly look.

"I know who you are, Twilight. But I do not understand why I am here, or even how I came to be here." I spewed out of my mouth, voice still raspy as I gulped down the last of the water. That was the only moment in life where I had wished that the glass of water would be never ending, a constant flow of water through my arid throat.

Twilight spoke again, this time with a touch of sternness. "You may know who I am, and I have no idea how you would for that matter, but that is not important right now. Do... Do you have a name?"

My mind twitched at the thought of a name. I did not have a name, or at least one that I can remember. I was truly nameless, an I didn't even know if I had a cutie mark on my flank to help determine that. "My... M...My Name?" I uttered.
She tilted her head in worry, "You don't remember having a name, here, or even in your other world do you?"

I shook my head, as I did not have any recollection of any names that I had been called by. Then I started to wonder how had she known that I was not from this place? Did she accidentally bring me here during a mishap with a spell? There were so many questions that I needed to ask, but no time to ask any of them. Twilight was being dragged out of the room by a doctor, the questions and a need to understand looming in her large, purple, eyes. I had lost my mind as I looked into here eyes, they were the most beautiful thing I had seen in a vast amount of time. The expanse of wanting to know, to learn, it was intriguing, and beautiful, but my racing thoughts stopped short as the door to my room was closed shut, visiting hours had ended. There was an itching on my back, insatiably tingling as if I needed to move... to fly. I had never thought of it before, but to fly? Why would I want to fly at all, I thought, remembering that I was terrified of heights, and have been since I was a little kid. I brushed the feeling of, as if it was nothing, turning over onto my stomach to get into a more comfortable position for my injury, as well as my new body.

Little did I know, I had no control over the wings that I did not have, or at least thought I didn't have. I was amazed at the feeling to stretch the wings, loving to let them stretch their own way, far out of my grasp of control. I had finally taken notice of the various items being thrown across the room by my wings, flying in various directions, lamps and glasses shattering, equipment falling over. Doctors... Pony doctors came rushing in the room yelling to keep my wings calm and steady, and tried as I would, I could not control them. They seemed to stay stiff, unmovable, and unknowing of the conundrum they were causing. 'Maybe Twilight had done something to the water with her magic?' I thought to myself, knowing that she would not do such a thing to a Pony she knew, more or less a stranger. I realized that I could not control what I was feeling, the thought of Twilight, and the wings growing more erect. I tried to stop thinking of her, but I just couldn't. Her eyes resonated in my mind, the sight as fresh as if she was still there, until my mind had gotten sidetracked once again by the crashing of another lamp, causing the wings to return to their normal resting position.

I had not fully understood why the wings acted as they had, but the doctors seemed to have an idea as they glared in my direction while picking up the broken pieces of lamps and glasses. They would occasionally look at each other and let out a small laugh, as if they had their own joke about me, which made my stomach turn itself upside down as I felt bad for what I had done to these people, and how I had to make them clean it up.

After the mess that I had made had been cleaned up, a nurse came back into the room, holding some sort of harness in her hooves. I had no idea what she was doing, but I had to assume that what they were doing was for the best sake of all ponies in this hospital. Following close behind, Twilight came back into the room so she could ask me a couple of questions before she was forced to leave. It was well over the normal visiting hours, but she somehow managed to sneak behind all of the other doctors and the nurse. She sat quietly, under the bed while the nurse tightened the straps on the harness, restraint, thing. After she was done, she double checked to make sure that it was secured properly, and left the room in a hurry as another pony down the hall was calling for a nurse.

She scooted out from under the bedside, looking at the door, making sure not to make a noise to alert anyone else that she was there. As soon as she turned to look at me, I could hear her hold in a snort and a lucid laugh. The restraint was obviously not comfortable, as one could imagine, holding the wings who needed to move constantly in place, and it was the source of her laughter. After recollecting her thoughts, and had stopped laughing she finally asked me her question.
Her eyes staring luminously at me, seeking the knowledge that I held inside myself, fired her question at me. "What is it like to be able to travel across the dimensions and into our world from yous? Did it hurt? Did it take a long time to transfer you here through the cross dimensional wormhole?And..." She continued on, the questions gradually gaining difficulty as she wanted to know more, wanting to know the specifics. I did nothing but sit there, staring into here eyes. That was when she suddenly stopped talking, and blushed at me incessantly. She had heard the creaking of the leather straps that kept the wings tied to my back, and had noticed how the feathers were staring to ruffle, even though the wings themselves were barely visible.

She had told me that everyone else would be in to see me early tomorrow, as they all had a busy day, finishing orders and their daily chores that needed to be dealt with, a hint of nervousness in her voice.

Blushing still, she walked out of the room, "I'll come back to see you tomorrow, but control your wings and get some rest." she had said to me as she walked out of the room, a light shade of red still lingering on her face as she looked back at me.