Anthropony Stories

To make a long backstory short, I died. Kinda. It's hard to describe, as I don't think I actually died. You know that feeling when you know you're dying, or are bout to? ... Well, that happened for me, but while I was halfway through being hit by the front of a car, aunrecognisable vehicle on a dark road at night during a stormy school trip, when it happened. Instead of dying, I'm blinded by a weird silvery yet rainbow coloured flash of light before appearing in another forest. I'm not sure where I am, but one thing's for sure; this isn't any forest i know of, let alone the animals around me. That's when a living pile of sticks starts chasing after me. While I'm stumbling around in extreme fight or flight, I slowly lose consciousness, vaguely aware of an unusually very soft-spoken, female voice over the top of three other voices as my hearing returns to my ears from my pounding heart. The first voice fades into shot: " --irls? I think I found the poor thing they were chasing." I hear another voice from further away: "Sweet Celestia! Who... or what is that?!" The same voice appears much closer: "Oh dear, he's not looking so go--" And that's where my story begins, falling unconscious to a group of girls who have saved me. And that's not the only surprise in stock for me either.

this is a MLP fanfic, hope you like, it also includes Black Widow's Life. And they're Anthro pony's in the story