Cradle of Fate

What is my name?

Where am I?

Where is my family? Do I even have one?

Questions stirred into my mind as I slowly awoke from under a broken-down shed I fashioned myself. I haven't a clue what it was originally, as much as I wish I did.

I heard voices from every direction. For a moment I had thought I was going mad, but then I saw them.

Bright colors clashing against the grim landscape. Fighting nothing more than the rubble and debris surrounding them-

and me.

Ponies screamed at me.

"Betraying faggot!", one yelled.

" 'Work for all', my ass!", screamed another.

Whoever, whatever I was, they didn't like it. Rocks went flying everywhere, a few hitting me. I winced in pain, I hadn't really been taking care of myself, and with everypony treating me like this, I doubt anyone else would. I did the only thing I knew how to do at the moment.

I ran.