Diverse

by LightningTune

Rating: everyone
Tags: Princess Celestia, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Princess Luna, Original Character, Adventure
Length: 1088

Virgo is different. Everyone is. But this is a different kind of different. A bad kind of different.

Virgo doesn't think like a filly. Virgo doesn't talk like a filly. Virgo is different.

A kind of different that rouses the Royal Sisters attention. A kind of different that sends government agents after her. A kind of different that makes Virgo have to literally run for her life.

Published 2014-03-08 15:50:06 UTC
Last updated 2014-03-08 15:50:06 UTC

Prologue

When I first got my cutie mark, me and my family were happy. It was a purple shooting star, and it matched my dark purple coat and light blue mane well. But it was a little strange, because I just woke up with it. I went to bed, and the next morning, there it was. My family first thought it was a symbol of my magic ability. But that didn't make much sense, because I struggled with magic, so then we thought that maybe it was for my love of astronomy, but I wasn't particularly fond of astronomy either. By this time, we didn't care much about how I got it, because to them, it was a thrill that I got one in the first place. After all, they thought I might never get my cutie mark, at the age of 13 and still cutie mark-less, they were almost certain it wouldn't come. But it did, so we were happy.

When my second mark came however, things became different. Very different.

Chapter 1

The sunlight warmed my forehead as I slowly came to my senses.Ah, my room. My sanctuary. I thought.
My bedroom was definitely not like a regular 13-year-old fillies room. A blue bed, a dresser, a mirror, and a lamp. It was not decorated with posters of colt bands, or peace signs. No hearts or glitter. But that was the way I liked it. My parents actually wanted me to "fillyify" my room. They said it would help me act my age. You see, most parents want their children to act more mature and responsible. I on the other hoof, acted so sober and respectful, that it was apparently unnerving to my parents.

I trotted over to my mirror and levitated my brush to my mane. Oh crap,my second mark is showing! The cutie mark looked almost as if it was bursting out of my coat. It was a golden light bulb, and was more obvious to what my talent was, creativity, than my first mark was. I reached for the purple coat dye underneath my bed, and came up short.

"Mother! Where's my special cutie mark dye?!" I yelled down to my mother, who by the smell of it, just started preparing breakfast.

"All out sweetness, I'll buy some more when I get the chance!"

Now I was going to be late for the bus. I quickly threw on a pair of jeans and a yellow t-shirt, and booked it down the stairs. I grabbed my lunch and a breakfast bar, and threw open the door, almost running into my best friend, Lilac Leaves.

"Woah, almost ran me over, Virgo!" she grinned.

"Sorry, is the bus here yet?"

"You missed it."

"What? This is the third time this week! I can't believe it! I'll get a detention! I've never gotten a detention before in my li-!"

"Just kidding, sheesh! Why are you so uptight today?" She said.

I should have known she was messing around, there was a cluster of kids still waiting at the bus stop, and Lilac's wings flare up whenever she's lying. She was right, I was off today.

"Sorry...I just...nothing."

"What? What? Whatever it is, tell me!"

"I-"

"Don't lie, you're a terrible liar Virgie! C'mon tell me! Tell me now! Come ooooooonnnnnnn!"

"Get off my back!!! Dear Celestia you're annoying!"

I crossed the line. Lilac Leaves may seem like a confident pony, but in truth she's very sensitive. Not only that, but I usually keep my voice level at a minimum, so my little outburst caught her off guard.

"W-whats up with you lately?" she asked, her voice breaking, "You don't seem like yourself anymore."

The bus came to a stop on our street, and I started walking towards it, only to get blocked by a lime green wing.

"I'm not going to let you get on that bus until you tell me what's wrong."

"Nothing okay... I'm sorry for that little outburst."

Lilac let me pass and we boarded the bus together. It's not that I wouldn't tell her what was wrong because I didn't trust her, but because I really didn't know the answer myself. I guess I felt...vulnerable. I never left home without dyeing my other cutie mark, and my parents always told me stories. Stories about how if anyone ever found out about my cutie marks I would be in deep trouble. I never believed them until my uncle told me a story about when he used to work in the Canterlot dungeons. He swore he saw a prisoner with two different cutie marks. But my uncle also said he saw a giant blue manticore guarding the crows that would gather on the windowsill, so I was still a little skeptical.

Me and Lilac sat down at our seats. We always sat on the right side of the bus, in seat number 11. On the first day of 8th grade, Lilac told me that eleven was a "lucky number". I told her that I didn't believe in luck and she just laughed and said, "Well you better start believing sister, 'cause this year's gonna be lucky," "I can feel it in me wings, yarr." She said with some kind of retarded pirate accent. And ever since that day, school began to get a lot more unlucky. I think she jinxed it.

"Hey Virgie, look at that!" Lilac said, pointing to the bus window.

I snapped back to reality and tilted my head to get a better view of what she was looking at.

Two black sedans with tinted windows and something that looked like a satalite were parked outside of the school parking lot. For some strange reason I felt a shiver down my spine. The bus driver pulled a lever, and the bus doors opened, beckoning everyone to get up and leave.

"C'mon Virgo, let's get to class."

"Right, coming Lilac."

Author's Note

Whew, done. So, what do you guys think? I know there's not a lot of action right now, but don't worry;-] Please leave positive comments, and CONSTRUCTIVE negative comments. You know, not like "Herpderp, this story is lame", more like, "Hey, I don't like this right now, here's why..."

Also, just to clarify Virgo's world, think modern day, with the princesses still around, but they're not as big of a deal. Not like OHMYGOSH GODDESSES! More like presidents...who's presidental terms never end. Also Equestria's government is going a little downhill, but that's all I'll say about that.