Chuck Greene Comes To Ponyville

by BurningMockingJay

Rating: teen
Tags: Crossover, Random, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Human, Sad, Main 6
Length: 1137

Chuck Greene comes to Ponyville, and unfortunately for the town, havoc soon follows. Can he be rehabilitated or will he just continue on his never-ending rampage?

Chuck Greene, a former motor-cross champion comes to Ponyville, but he isn't who he used to be, hence the loss of his infected daughter, Katey who died because Chuck failed to find some Zombrex for her in time and she turned. He has spent his days filled with self hate and guilt and has lost his sanity in the progress, only his motor bike remaining as a part of his past.
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Tagged teen for language

Published 2014-12-01 09:20:02 UTC
Last updated 2014-12-01 09:20:02 UTC

Chuck Greene Comes To Ponyville

The day went on like normal in Ponyville. Birds sang, ponies went around their business and the sun shined. However, nopony predicted that anything strange could happen, and it did. During the Ponyville market, ponies went around buying goods and accessories like usual, but they didn't expect to hear a strange noise - like a low hum. Everypony heard it and stopped to look in the direction it was coming from.

It grew louder and louder, and over the hills, in a matter of seconds, it roared, scaring all the ponies as a man on a yellow motor bike came down the hill, chainsaws roaring at either side on the front of the vehicle. He darted down the street and spun at the end, kicking up dust as he did so. His smile was wicked as he greedily took a swig of whiskey, spitting afterwards. Taped to his back was a doll with a short, denim skirt and a pink top, wearing a soft-green rucksack and white and pink headphones.

He looked around, searching his surroundings before grunting and revving the engine, circling on the spot and riding off.

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At Sweet Apple Acres, Applejack was doing her daily chores around the farm. She had been working for hours on end and was slowly growing tired. She had bucked around a few dozen trees and collected their apples, taking them to the apple cellar. On her way back from the apple cellar, Applejack went outside to carry on her chores, but when she did, she stopped upon noticing something. In front of the barn was a yellow and white striped motorbike that she didn't recognise. She winced a bit as she looked at the chainsaws mounted on front, dreading to know of their use.

On the back side of the bike, a white sticker read Zombrex and on the front, in red capital letters it read TIR.

Applejack inspected the bike closely, and upon feeling the tank, she pulled her hoof away almost immediately, feeling it was hot and felt like she had stuck her hoof in a fire.

''Hey! You get the hell away from my bike!'' A not-so-deep male voice shouted from behind her, making her jump. As she turned, her eyes reduced to the side of pinpricks. She saw a man wearing a yellow and black leather jacket, the front reading Ijiek Racing. His hair was mangled and messy and a dull blonde, his eyes blue and face covered in wrinkled, appearing as though he hadn't slept in a while, probably weeks. He wore blue denim jeans and worn yellow biker boots, a part of his TIR suit.

Applejack backed away as he approached, a scared look upon her face. The man's face however only read murder. To say the least, that expression made Applejack cringe.

He stopped about a noses inch away in front of her, Applejack's eyes being pierced by his cold, blue ones. She tried to regain her composure and stood up straight, that feeling of fear still looming over her.

''What a-a-are you?'' Applejack asked quietly, her voice shaking. The man seemed to ignore her as he went to his motorbike, placing a hand on the black leather seat before turning to look at Applejack, a soft smirk on his face.

''A shadow of a man. A nobody.'' He said nothing more as he threw himself onto the seat, kicking the ignition with his heavy-booted foot. As he drove away, music from the player on the motorbike bellowed out:

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He rode his bike through town, not bothering to slow down or even caring about who or what he hit. The chainsaws at either side of the bike buzzed loudly as they sawed through thin, wooden market stalls. The music still blared out loudly, scaring most ponies and their children even more. The only time he stopped was to drink more whiskey, occasionally sticking newspaper into the bottle opening and lighting it before he threw it into stalls, sending them ablaze in white-hot heat.

He laughed to himself as he watched everyone panic. He stopped the motor bike and watched the scene that he had created - Fires burned down stalls, ponies screamed as they ran away with their children and there was a strong smell of char in the air. He laughed once more before kicking the ignition on the bike again, but stopped as it did nothing, the engine sputtering as it struggled to start, making the man smack and pound at the engine block of the motorbike, but the engine refused to start.

He was about to get off the bike, but then a purple aura surrounded him and his motor bike, freezing him in place. It wasn't long before his vision flashed with white and he blacked out.

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When he awoke, his head throbbed and thumped, feeling heavy. When he got up, he realized that his 'daughter' wasn't on his back, sending panic rolling over his mind. He looked around him, noticing that he was now in a circular, wooden room, bookshelves everywhere.

''Katey! Katey!? Katey, where are you?!'' He shouted. No response. When his eyes focused properly, he could see six ponies looking back at him - one he recognized as Applejack - curious yet terrified looks on their faces. He didn't even think before he charged at them, soon being stopped in his tracks as he was thrown back by an invisible purple forcefield.  ''Lemme outta here! Where's my daughter?! I swear to god, if you hurt her...''

''Calm down will you?'' Twilight said to him, but only seeming to infuriate him further. ''What do you mean your 'daughter'? It was a doll...''

He growled at her, making her draw back a little. ''She is NOT a doll! She is my daughter! Give me her back!'' He yelled at her, his face glowing with anger. ''Where's my motorbike?!''

''What's a motorbike?'' Twilight asked, now seemingly confused. ''You know what, nevermind. Look, I'm not taking down that forcefield until I know who and what you are! Either calm down or get comfortable, you'll be here a while.'' She turned to face Applejack, looking dead into her scared eyes. ''Applejack...you said you've seen him before? What was he doing?''

Applejack sighed softly, ''I dunno, Twi. He had some kind of think with moving blades attached to it. I think that's what he means when he says 'motorbike'. Something just seems...off about him, Twilight. He didn't look alright when I met him. Seemed kinda hostile, too.''

Twilight raised a brow, turning to face the man again. ''What's your name, then? Mine's Twilight.''

''Screw you! I'm not saying anything until I know you aren't going to do anything to my daughter!''

Twilight huffed. ''Yep...going to be here for a while...''