A New Life

I had wandered Equestria for the last 7 years, with not a care in the world for where I went or what I did. I was a free Pegasus, and I didn't have to worry about anything else. But my amount of money had gone low, only spending it on water and small portions of veggie sandwiches. So as a result of that, I was a skinny, streamlined pony that was very quick and agile. Not as fast as the Wonderbolts, of course.

I bought a map of Equestria with 2 of the 13 bits I had left to search what town I could go to. I browsed the map while eating a tulip sandwich. Manehattan was too crowded, Canterlot had too many memories, and Fillydelphia wasn't my sort of place. I was looking for a quiet town, with nice residents and nopony that would cause me harm like a certain one had a week back in a small village. The older colt had his gang with him so it wasn't a fair fight. I had tried to fly away, but one of the bastards had flown up and grabbed my leg to drag me back down. After beating the living hell out of me, they just left me on the ground to suffer, to bleed from my wings, which were both broken, and my right back leg, which had been cut open by one of those idiots(he had a freaking knife). I took a look at those areas, which had been clumsily wrapped in a bandage by me.  My wings hadn't fully recovered, and my leg had yet to mend, and I WAS NOT GOING TO VISIT A HOPITAL. I didn't have enough bits, and I was determined to let my leg and wings fix on its own, regardless of the pain.

Not to mention my streak of bad luck I've had since I was a colt. It had started with my parents and gone on from there. I shook my head free of the memory of when my mother died, and continued to look at the map. I saw the small town located away from all the major cities, a quiet place called Ponville. But to get there...would mean going through the Everfree Forest... whatever. I was going to get there, no matter what. I would have just flown, but thanks to those jerks at the last town, I couldn't. So I was forced to walk. I gathered supplies at a side store along the way and marched to the very edge of the forest. Sure I was young, but I was brave. Some ponies spotted me and asked what I was doing. Then I sprinted inside. I heard the ponies calling out my name, telling me to come back. But there was no turning back. I was going to a new life. I was a Pegasus with no bounds after all.

Or so I thought when I saw the paw lunge at me. I stepped back ready to face whatever had tried to strike. It stepped out of the bushes, and what I saw almost made me have a heart attack. It was a manticore. A full grown one, too. He ranged in at around 3 times as big as me, so what could I do? I ran like hell. I could hear his hot, foul breath right behind me as I tore through the branches in front of me, so  I put as much use of my legs as I could into me. I leapt over each fallen branch and giant stone effortlessly, while that manticore had to barrel through them, slowing him down by a lot. Oh, and why he wasn't using his wings, I don't know. My only guess was that he was far too fat  use them. Another disadvantage. Too fat to keep up with me. The thought brought a smirk to my face. I only halted when I heard he wasn't behind me anymore. He literally stopped chasing me after only 30 seconds, but it had felt like hours. As I came to a stop in the forest, I heard a rustle in the leaves. Then another rustle. I poked my head through the branches, only to see a parasprite looking happily at me. He was cute, but I knew what these things could do. They can devastate whole cites, and it would only take one little bug.

I started to walk in the other direction when it hit me. Not a realization. A foul smell. A timber wolf. And before I knew it, he was on top of me, his jaws ready to clamp on my head. But I wasn't going down without a fight. I hit the damn thing in the head so hard I knocked him off and got to my feet. The animal was ready before I was, though. He leapt on me and started chewing my leg and shaking me around like I was a rag doll. And his leg of choice was my wounded leg. Suddenly, the same manticore that was chasing me a few minutes ago jumped out of its hiding place and sunk his teeth into the timber wolf's back. He yelped in pain and suddenly released me and sent me swinging into a tree. My head and back took the worst of the impact, so I sunk to the ground bleeding and coughing blood. I checked my leg while the two alpha predators battled it out. It was a mess. The flesh had been shredded down right to the bone and I could barely touch it without getting lightheaded and faint. I had to get out of here. I faded into the leaves before the combatting beasts. I shouldn't stay and wait to see who won. I bolted fast as I can on my injured leg, causing me to wince in pain every single time I placed my hoof on the ground. I could only keep a heavy limp on the rest of my way to Ponyville. I had to get there, fast, or I would collapse from blood loss and shock and probably die on the forest floor. A tall order for only a 13 year-old pony. It was so long since I had gotten away from the two apex predators. I had lost at least a quarter of my blood now, and my vision was only half of what it used to be.

I saw a patch of light to my left and walked toward. It was like a dream. I had lost so much blood I could barely keep upright. I stubled out n the patch of light and I saw it. A barn. With a sign. Sweet Apple Acres. I chuckled in surprise. This was the place where I was headed. Then I collapsed onto the ground, unable to take anymore of this. My head hit the ground, and then I spurted blood out of my mouth. But right before my eyes closed, they were met by an orange mare's lively green eyes.