A New Life

I was a small colt when I was born, with brown fur, a black mane and forest green eyes. And I was an orphan. I had lost my father before I came into this world, due to a murderer stabbing him multiple times in the neck for unknown reasons. My mother had died during labor, because a doctor had messed up a machine connected to my her that pumped vital liquid into her body. So she died as I came into the world, barely making a sound. I was forced into a Canterlot orphanage after a year or two, to keep any trouble inside me controlled. But they let me go to flight school, and I discovered my special talent didn't involve flying, but something unexpected.

Dragons. Yes, dragons. I ran into one after attempting to run away from the orphanage. I ran into a teenage dragon by the looks of it, and he wasn't too happy with me getting into his personal space. Come on, I only ran into his eyeball once, is that really something to worry about? Anyway, he grabbed me by my leg and was prepared to just drop me in his mouth when the instinct to survive kicked in. I turned and kicked him in his one weak spot. The base of his skull. That kick snapped his spinal cord in two. He dropped dad to the ground and released from his iron grip. I just flew away like it was nothing, and left his body for the vultures.

As I was flying, I realized my cutie mark had appeared! A dragon skull was the mark of what I had done to save my rump. And only at the age of 6! Of course I got into immense trouble with the orphanage when I came back, so the cranky owner just kicked me out. Just like that. He did me huge favor that day and gave me a sack of 500 bits, exactly. So this is where my adventure really begins, when I start wandering Equestria for new friends and a new life...