Heart of Steel

Author's Note:

Hey every pony!

I know most of you have probably gotten tired of my author's notes... I don't know if I'm gonna continue do them let me know if you want me to keep them... And let me know if you don't... Of course I will always let you guys know about something important...

Anyways... More OCs coming up!

Also BIG shout out to ThePhantomAssassin! He's been editing for me for a while now... I know I don't get to thank him enough so I'll put it here... Love ya man! Keep up the good work!

Go read his fic if you have the time its 'Dream come true or nightmare come to life'...

Love the support! (generic) And i hope you stick around for the special suprises! (not so generic... >:D)

*Time to express my mind*
So I was going through my ratings the other day and I noticed dislikes... Now here is the problem I really didn't care for dislikes in 'The things I put up with...' But what really got me going was dislikes to 'Eyes of Stone'... It's a sequel... And if you didn't like the first then why would you even

"Whats the scouter say about his power level?" "It's... 1006... Kick his ass Napa..." (battle sence...) "Wait! Napa! I had the scout upside down... It's over 9000... *crush* Bah..."
-Dashie

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Chapter 1:
What comes around goes around

You awoke on a light brown sofa. It was a very firm and lumpy. Sitting up you look around. There wasn't much furnishings in the small house. A sofa sat under you with two plush hoofchairs and a extremely small glass coffee table was in the middle of the three. On the far side was a doorway and it was rotten frame work at best. The other room was a kitchen and the blue mare from earlier seemed to be cooking something. Some chips from the roof landed on your head which made you look up.

The cieling was cracked and looked very unstable. How some pony could live in this was a mystery to you. You shook off the bits and turned to see what lay behind your makeshift bed. A small hallway led to a bathroom. You thought a few door to be hidden from sight. The bathroom was straight behind the sofa. A small whistle made you fall back into the position you woke up in.

"Ahem... I know your awake..." You cracked an eye and saw her standing tall above you. She smiled at you. It was a very large and had a rather Pinkie Pie feel to it. She was wearing an apron with a rather abundant supply of stains. On the small coffee table sat a steaming bowl of what you assumed to be soup. "For you!" She said cheerfully when she caught your gaze. "And for me?" She asked rather bluntly.

"I... I don't got any bits with me... I left every thing behind..." Her smile widened.

"Oh, I know you don't have anything! It's okay though... Don't ask if how I know... Most ponies around here aren't too friendly if you know what I mean..." Her tone grew deathly in a snap. You winced at her mood swing that noramlly would have phased you. "Sorry..." She sat down on the couch after pushing your hind legs to give her enough room. "Are you okay? You look terrible..." You looked down at your body. Cuts and bruises covered you head to tail.

"No... I'm not okay..." Pain began to break through the emotional barrier you had built up. Tears flooded your eyes and your mind raced over what happened these past few days. You haven't felt emotions this strong, nor any for that matter, since Amy died. Now everything just poured out of you like a water fall in spring. You had been overstressed and over worked. Your heart pounded harder. The few cuts along your body burned as they oozed a little of your crimson liquid. You yelped in pain as the burning intensified gradually.

The blue mare jumped at the loud yell. She sat on the chair next to you and gave you a very wondering look. "Do you need some pain meds? I got some in the back if you really need them..." You uelped out a hard to hear 'YES!' She must have heard because she casually walked to the bathroom in the hall. Your eyes sort of dried up and you clutched the closet pillow to your chest. "HURRY PLEASE!" You screamed.

"I got to find them! Hang in there buddy!" She yelled back. You grumbled a small complaint before locking up in pain again. "It will still take some time to take hold..." She was right. You look down and open your eyes in shock. A large gash ran down your flank oozing blood at quiet a quick pace. You looked further to your right and noticed you right hind hoof was swollen at least three times its normal size and was still growing! You gave it a testing poke. Nothing. You couldn't feel your hoof tip. Yout tried to move your hoof just a smidge. It twitched. 'That's a good sign...' After the primary assessment was done yousat up and almost threw up.

The sofa was caked in dried blood and clots. It was soaked all the way down to the cushons themselves! Another thing that got your attention was a bag of blood hanging behind your head and a small IV stuck in your shoulder. This bugged you a little. "How do you know my blood type?" You had plenty of blood transfusions from 'Farming' accendents to know that it has to be the right type.

"I don't! It's O- so it's good for anypony! Hold on just a little longer!" You shook your head and went back to your hoof. It didn't look to bad. It's been worse, much worse. Once a long time ago it had swoolen to your calf. It was completely hardened and painless. Walking on it didn't hurt nor did it make it any worse. The first few inches below nad above the edge of swelling hurt like a bitch, but it never hindered you. Now it was just a limp useless piece of shit. You scowled at the swollen leg and gave it a hard slap with your hoof.

The soft clopping of hooves made you stop the beating. The mare was back with a tray of asorted items. Wrappings and bandages where on one side. On the other was a vile and a needle. You sprang up and hurled yourself behind the couch ripping out the needle in your should and making you holler in pain again.You peeked up after the pain subsided, she was laughing pretty hard through the tray. She set it down next to the soup.

"Guess you don't like needles or bandages?"

"Well... I'm okay with bandages and needles already in me but not ones that are going in... What happened to the pills you talked about? What's the vile for? Your starting to lose all the trust you had... It wasn't much to begin with but... Still!" She laughed louder.

"Wait! Let me get this straight... You will wake up in some random pony's house, that you have never met before, and be okay with that? But... When you are offered help for your wounds it's suddenly a national emergency that you don't get touched by any pny or anything that could possibly save your life... I see... Well sir you definitely have some issues..."

"Not to fond of doctors..." You quickly reply. It was true that you didn't like or even trust doctors. They may have saved you a dozen times over but something told you to fear them. Something deeply rooted.

You skipped along the street with your mother in tow. Your sister Windy was right by her side talking with her. You had no idea what a Flushot was but mom said it was real important to get one today.

"Hold up! Your gonna get lost..." This made you freeze in place before whipping around and trotting right back to your mom's loving hooves. She grabbed hold of you and pulled you into a really tight hug that made it hard to breathe. She muzzled you lightly and soon she got more pushy. You tried your best to push her away from you but that only made her laugh and nuzzle you more.

"Mom!" You whined. "You're embarrasing me!" Windy laughed at your little protest. "Mom! Stop!" She kept it up with a wide grin making Windy fall to the ground laughing louder. "Oh shut it!" You yelled to your sister. Your mom stopped immediatly and gave you a very stern look. "What? It isn't funny..."

"Don't use that language young stallion..." She tapped her hoof on the ground repeatedly after she let you go. You backed away a little and hung your head before mumbling an 'Okay...' "Good... Now come on we don't want to be late now do we?"

You followed mom into a large building with a red cross on it. You've never seen anything like it before. A few mares in white hats wandered around looking like they had nothing to do. A few stallions wore the same little hat, but it was only a few. Another stllion stood in the crowd of ponies. He was just a bit taller than your mom and her wore a fancy looking white coat that had a piece of wood with some paper strapped to him.

He was talking to a few of the mares and pointed them to different places before they rushed off. Your mom walked up to him and gave him a light tap on the shoulder. After a few words with your mom he called you and Windy over. He gave you a very warm smile before levitating a sucker to you.

"Ready for your shot today bud?" You nodded exictedly. If there was lolipops involved then it was gonna be great! He motioned for you to follow and you didn't argue one bit. He led you into a small room with a raised bed with some wierd paper on it. He told your mom he would be right back. She told you to sit quietly on the bed and wait for him to come back. You looked around at all the cool little tools and things sitting on the counter. You saw a poster of a mares insides that made you go 'EWWWW!' Windy laughed but mom sat pateintly.

He came back just like he said he would. "Okay! Well it looks like it's time for your shots!" You nodded exictedly. really you just felt like it was sucker time. "Well great! You need these to grow up big and strong!" He walked over to a cabnet and pulled out a few things. You looked over to your mom who smiled at you but then turned away.

Something about that unnerved you just a little bit. The stallion sat on a little chair with wheels and rolled in front of you. "So! Are you ready?" You nodded greedily again. "Good! I need you to roll on your tummy for me and then take a deep breath." He mocked a sigh and motioned for you to roll over. You didn't hesitate before you jumped up and flipped landing with a hard thud and a crinckle on the paper bed. Mom always told you never to disobey any pony older than you.

"So what you gonna do mister?" You asked.

"Dr. Rice... I'm gonna count to three and your going to feel a sharp pinch... Don't worry you will be completely fine!" You felt a wet and very cold thing touch your rump and rub in a small circle. The clankof metal on metal made you jump a bit but Mr. Rice just told you take another deep breath. "Okay! Here we go! 1... 2... 3!" As he said three you felt an extremely sharp pinch and you let out an even sharper yelp.

"OW!"

"Don't worry your fine!" He patted your flank next to where the pinch was. A coolness spread out from it and made you shiver just a bit. Just as quickly as it spread it was gonealmost as if it never happened. There was another clang of metal and the pain began to subside. You tried to roll over on your back but the doctor stopped you. "Hold on! You got a gusher!" You didn't know what he meant but you felt a warm liquid trickle down you rump. The doctor rubbed a cotton ball on you and held it in place pretty hard. "Just a little longer..." He pulled it off and you turned your head to see blood on the little fluff.

"What did you do?!?" You yelled jumping off the bed and running to your mom. The doctor laughed and held up a tube with a long piece of metal on it.

"This is a syringe." He pointed to the tube. "This is a needle." Now he pointed to the long piece of metal. "You see the tube holds medicine in it. Then we stick the needle into a pony and push the meds in. Thats what I did. I put medicine in you."

You rubbed your flank were the needle poked you. "Why does it hurt?" Again the stallion laughed.

"The needle needs to be sharp! It can't do its job if it can't break the skin. It's gonna hurt a little no matter what."

"Well I don't like it!" The doctor was on the verge of tears.

"Your free to go buddy. You're a tough one I'll give you that!" He patted my shoulder before wheeling over to a few pieces of paper.

"Time to go." Mom said leading me over.

"Just hold dtill... It will get rid of your pain faster trust me... After I'll patch you up and set you free..." You gave her a hard glare.

"So now I'm your pet?"

"No... You just need some help..." You smirked.

"I don't need help!" You took one step to the door and face planted. Your hind leg screamed in pain. It couldn't support your weight what so ever.

"Well scrath leaving any time soon..." She trotted over and helped you to your hooves. Blood trickled down your side and dripped onto the carpet. "DAMNIT! I thought I sealed that wound! Hurry, on the couch using the mare as a cruch.

"By the way what's your name?" You asked feeling a little light headed.

"Oh! I forgot... I'm Summerdawn!" She laid you down on the couch and began to put as much gause on your wound as possible. "I don't know how you are awake... You lost a lot of blood... Hold this..." You pressed a hoof weakly against the guaze. Your vision was begining to blur. "Don't worry... You'll be fffiiinnneee..." Everything slowed down and her voice sounded like a stallions. You moved in aq blur. You blinked very slowly and then again. You could no longer hold your eyes open.

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Summerdawn looked down at your limp body. She had blood covering most of her own. "Okay... Sleep tight..." She picked up the vile and syringe. Pulling the morphine out the vile she stuck the needle deep into your flank next to the cut. Injecting as much as she could Summerdawn slumped back.

"This could turn for the better..." She said slyly before falling to the floor fast asleep.

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Big Mac walked down the street towards a black stallion. "Exuse me..." He said quietly.

"Hmm? Oh... Hello... Can I help you?" He said rather rudely.

"Uhm... Yeah, where am I?"

"Equestria..."

"Okay... Where in Equestria am I?"

"Right next to me..." Big Mac started to become very frustrated with the black stallion.

"Okay... What town am I in?"

"You ever heard of... Dune?"

"No..."

"Never will... Now get outta here before I get in some deep shit." Big Mac huffed and walked off. 'The nerve of some ponies...' He looked around and noticed a lot of the ponies seemed to be misfits. Most had a dull look in their eyes others seemed aggressive just by appearance. He walked back to the black stallion.

"Which way is Ponyville?"

"Hmmm? Ponyville? Never heard of it..."

"Okay... Which way is Canterlot?"

"Canterlot? Well... It's about seventy-five miles south... You're not from around here are you?" Big Mac shook his head. "Thought so... Ponies get killed here for snooping in business that ain't their own... You better beat it before some pony notices..."

Big Mac walked off in the direction he was told would lead to Canterlot.

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Frost was walking back to the bar. Work would start soon and it was the first day that you would be starting as head bouncer. Sure Frost may have had more experience but damn you could toss a pony through a table. 'How's Fern gonna ay for that one?' Frost thought as he rounded the corner and dropped his jaw.

The doors to the bar had been smashed and lay in the street. He ran over to see if every pony was okay. When he looked in he dropped his jaw again. This time and audible *THUNK* of it hitting the floor was heard. He stared as a beautiful cyan peagasus pony looked at him. She giggled and Frost pooped around the corner his blush was noticable. 'Just play it cool Frost... Rainbow Dash is in Canterlot and now is your chance...' He turned the corner with a little bit of confidence and stopped dead. Every pony was staring at him now.

"Uhhhh... Hi every pony!" Frost said nervously. Rainbow looked up at him and gasped.

"Your the pony that was terrible at clearing the skies... Now what was your name..." She rubbed her chin with her hoof. "Frostbite! That's it! How ya been?" Every pony was staring something fierce now. He couldn't hold him cool.

"RainbowDashIhaveaverybigcrushonyou!" There was a very akward pause amongst the ponies. "Uhhh... Yeah I'll just leave now... KTHXBAI!" He almost got a full step before Dash hovered in front of him.

"I'm sorry... I don't think I caught that..." She said squinting at him. He gulped and backed up slowly. Dash kept right on him.

"Uhhh... Nothing... Now could you please move so--" Dash grabbed him and pulled him into a tight embrace that was acompanied by a forceful kiss on the lips. Frost fought back at first but soon realized his dreams were coming true. Dash broke the kiss and backed up a little and smiled.

"You know... You should have said something earlier." Frost didn't take the time to try and figure out what she meant by that. Instead he pulled her into a forceful kiss of his own running his tongue over hers.

"Okay you two... Break it up." They didn't.

Author's notes:

Just want to let you all know...

I FEEL PRETTY OH SO PRETTY!

Stop the hate...
Love and tolerate!
-Dashie