Streak Blade: The Life of a Hybrid "Freak"

One early morning in a maternity center in a hospital around Manehatten, a young mare is heard screaming and cursing like nopony’s listening.

“Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!!! Get this damned thing out of me!” The mare screams. The doctor helps the mare by allowing her lover to come in, and try to soothe the savage mare.

“Calm yourself dear.” The stallion holds her hoof. “It’s almost over.” The mare automatically squeezes his hoof, almost crushing it.

“Burn in hell you bastard! You’re the one who did this to me!” The doctor announces the crowning of the foal, and the mare continues to scream, and push with all her might. A few short minutes the doctor pulls out a small crimson foal.

"It's a colt." The doctor said while cutting the umbilical cord. The doc then hooves the foal to a nurse so he can be cleaned off and bundled up in a blanket. The foal is a pegasus, with a black mane, and rose red eyes. The nurse gives the foal to the mare and gives the birth certificate to the father of the foal.

"What should we name him darling?" The stallion asked the mare.

"I don't know." The mare said while panting. "I'm to exhausted to think." The mare says.

"Okay." The stallion thinks for a name. "How about... Streak?" The stallion suggests to his lover, who is somewhat busy cradling the colt.

"That sound like a great name, Steel." Steel smiles and writes the colt's new name onto the certificate.

"How does it feel to be a mommy Ebony?" Steel asks.

"It feels amazing! Just look at him. So adorable." Ebony kisses Streak's forehead.

A nurse comes in too put Streak where all the foals go to rest, so their parents can see them till they're ready to go. A doctor comes in.

"Um. Mr. and Mrs. Blade?" The doctor says.

"Yes? What is it doctor?" Steel asked.

"I-It's about your colt." The doc says in a calm matter.

"Why? Whats wrong with him?" Ebony asked in a panicked voice.

"His eyes are somewhat under-developing. We don't know how, but as an estimate he'll be blind at 5 months old." The doctor explains, as Ebony holds onto Steel crying into his neck.

"Is there anything we can do doc?" Steel asks.

"Yes. We could inject him with the DNA of another animal, but he'll grow up with some traits of the animal." The doc explains.

"We'll do it! I don't care what animal. Just do it!" Ebony yells.

"Okay. Bring Streak in when he shows the signs of blindness." The doc says.

"Okay." Steel says as he comforts Ebony.

At 2-3 months later Streak is already walking (mostly fumbling), but during a chilly September evening Streak started to bump into things as if they're not there.

"Steel!" Ebony called out.

"What is it love?" Steel asked as he rushed into the room.

"I-It's starting." Ebony said in tears. Steel sighed.

"Okay. Let's get to the hospital." He said. Ebony nods and picks up Streak, puts him into a carrier and heads to the hospital.

As soon as they get to the hospital Streak is already halfway blind, and can only see blurs.

"Doctor! It's starting!" Steel exclaimed as Ebony and him show Streak to the Doc.

"Okay. Calm down now. I'll get the DNA." The doctor said calmly as he gets the syringe, and retrieves some dragon DNA from a nurse. "Okay. Now, hold him still, Mrs. Blade." Ebony holds the little colt, as the doctor fills the syringe, but firsts numbs the area of injection with rubbing alcohol, and finally injects Streak with the dragon DNA. The little foal cries a little, his mother soothing him and the doc puts a band-aid with a cute kitten on it, on the site of injection.

"It'll be okay, my little Streaky." Ebony says in a soothing voice.

"Thank you doctor." Steel said. The doctor nods, and smiles at Streak.

Within 1-2 months Streak gets his sight back but his left eye is now snake-like due to the DNA. Within the following months Streak starts teething, but something seems odd.

“Steel.” Ebony called out. “Could you come here please?” Steel enters the room.

“What is it, darling?” He asked Ebony fearing that he’d done something wrong (even though he didn't know what he had done). Ebony picks up a teething toy that is surprisingly full of holes. “I-Isn't that Streak’s teething toy?” Steel asked in surprise.

“Yes it is. When I saw this I was confused, so I opened his mouth and I saw, a fang. So, not only is our son’s left eye snake-like, but he’ll also have a fang.” Ebony said while holding the sleeping colt.

“Okay. We’ll have to reinforce things so the gnawing doesn't destroy our furniture. Ebony nods, and her and Steel softly pet Streak’s mane.

In what seemed like a short time Streak has become three year old colt and is now in pre-school, and is doing extremely well in his class. But, one day while playing tag with another student Streak tripped and busted his head open and began bleeding profusely onto the concrete. A teacher rushed to the foal and called Ebony while she was at work as a home health nurse. Ebony feels her phone vibrate and she answers it.

“Hello? Mrs. Blade speaking.” She said in a cheerful voice.

“Mrs. Blade. This is Ms. Hoofstone at the preschool. Your son has taken a nasty spill and has to be taken to the hospital. We’ve already notifi…” The teacher said before being cut off by Ebony.

“I’ll be right there to get my boy! Please tell me what happened!” Ebony said in a panicked voice.

“He was playing tag with another student and tripped onto some concrete. We’ve been able to stop the bleeding and he’s ok. Just pick him up, and take him to the hospital to get patched up.” The teacher said.

“Okay.” Ebony said while rushing to the school building.

By the time Ebony reaches the building Streak is putting pressure onto his wound to keep the blood in.

“My poor Streak.” She picks the colt up and holds him. “It’s ok. Mommy’s here, sweetheart.” Streak hugs his mother tightly with tears in his eyes. “Let’s get you to the hospital.” Ebony said as she rushes the foal to the hospital. When they arrive she signs Streak in, and the doctor sets Streak down and numbs the area before stitching the wound closed.

“There we go. He’ll be ok. In about 3-5 weeks, bring him back so I can determine to whether or not to remove the stitches.” The doctor said. “Ok.” Ebony said while paying the hospital bill, and takes her little Streak home after paying.

“Such a brave little colt you are… my Streaky.” The mare whispered as Streak falls asleep on her back.