The Diaries Of Hoofington: Dark Rain

by zapp

Rating: mature
Tags: Tragedy, Dark, Alternate Universe, Sad, Romance, Adventure
Length: 2453

Payback may be a bitch, but it isn't for a pony like Breeze.

In a communist and stalinistic Equestria, where Celestia and Luna were banished forever, the country was in mayhem and in great depression. Serval years later, the country rose up from ashes, and began operating agian. But, it was now a dull and criminal world of psychopathic killers, and crazy drug dealers. Meet Breeze, an orphan, who was left on the porch as a filly. He started discovering the world, and quickly realising that he is in a dark place. He has graduaded, and left his step-parents to Hoofington. That just might be the worst decisions of his entire life, or one of the best ones.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2014-01-18 22:20:03 UTC

Introduction: After The Depression and My Childhood

Once I was born, I was an orphan already. My parents dropped me out, or just left me on the porch to be precise. I wasn't like others. I was a bit special, I knew spells when I was born. That phenonema is very rare, even Starswill The Bearded didn't have that kind of gift. As he put it in the book "Analzying Unicorns", he put it "That unicorns who know spells from birth may be a natrual thing, or carred out by Celestia herself. If it is the first option, then it just the father who carried genes of great importance, and the second option is that the filly is special, and is going to be a great unicorn."

My step-parents had just a little good in them, and it is letting me in. But, on the other hoof, they were greedy and selfish ponies. And crazy, in fact. Sometimes they acted like animals, even at times had sex while acting a monkey. Yes, a fucking monkey.  Crazy shit it was my childhood. But, then it was sometimes happy...

While in the 7th grade, I had no friends whatsoever. Everypony was distant from each other, thus, making the school not socializable. But then, a new pony had moved in, Soapy. Nopony really greated him, even the teachers didn't, and that is how transfers were here. Every month or so, a new pony would move in, but no one would greet him/her. But here was Soapy, a normal pony, with a medium-low class family. With me getting more confidence, and courage, I greeted him, and he was suprised. Nopony ever greeted him through transfers, so he hugged me and said, "You are my hero, litreally.". From that moment, we were friends. Everyday, wewould chat on diffrent topics. One day, there was our families, another day, there was philosophy. It was great fun.

While in 9th grade, one day, he didn't come. It was weird, since he would go to school everyday. First I though that he was sick, so he couldn't come to school. That's all I thought, really. But then, something strange burned into my brain. At first, I though it was something misplaced. I though that... something bad happened to Soapy. I don't know how, but that's what my soul was telling me...

For a month already, there wasn't any news or any sign from Soapy, or his parents. Some said that he, and his family, simply vanished, or were taken by some goverment program to exterminate religious ponies. Soapy was religious. He belived in Celestia and Luna, that they still raise the sun at day, and the moon. So was his mother and father. I was worried. I was actually paranoid. One of my best friends, could be anywhere right now.

I was stoned to death when I heard the news. Two months later, after the mysterious dissaparence of Soapy and his family, the goverment has confirmed that 100% of all religious families were exterminated, as they were "a threat to the security of Equestria". I was mad as hell. The anger boiled into rage and agony. One of my best friend... died, for just beliving of what he was beliving in. It was complete injustice. I had died inside. Forever.

After I had graduaded high-school, I still couldn't belive of what Jinis (the "president" of Equestria) had done to Soapy. The university was a bit of a bitch, but I got through with good degrees. I wanted to move into Hoofington, since they "offered" jobs there.

Before stepping into the train to Hoofington, from Stalliongrad, I said to myself, "This might be the best decision I've ever made, or the worst one yet."

Chapter I: The Underground

I stepped out of the wagon, and saw the dirty, and a bit rotten train station. It was very old, by its look, and was sure deemed to fall in the near future. The ponies rushed towards the first or second wagon, like someone important was there. I walked through the trotting crowd, moving towards their relitives and what not. The exit or entrance was a simple line of swinging doors you see in the train. These were ripped out of the buisness class wagons. I went out, expecting sunlight, but it was dull rain, and was very disapointed by the dirty street. There was... no trees whatsoever, just grass, and the graas was yellow, or a bit brown. Cars booming out honks, while letting the gases escape. Dirty air, dirty streets, no trees. I was... unsatisfied, to put it in that way. The rain was too hard, so I had to hide on the bus stop. There were about tweny ponies, waiting for a bus or a trolley. Some were middle-age moms, some were fillies with their grandparents, and some where just tweny years old, like me.

The bus finnaly arrived after waiting for thirty minutes. I was cold, and I was afraid I might of caught flu or a common cold. I have bought a ticket to the "Hugh's Mall", and sat down at one of the chairs. I was suprised that the whole bus was almost empty, there were just five ponies, including me. Being in this bus was even colder than out on the street. The rain now was even harder, and I didn't know where I was going. Great, Breeze, just great.

I arrived at the Hugh's Mall, and proceeded in asking of where is a real estate agency. Some ponies just ignored me, some just said, "Fuck off", and some agian ignored me. The unlucky day was turining out to be the worst day of my entire life. The wipping wind clashed upon me, so I trotted in some direction. I saw a bar called "Zebra Luck", and decided to ask somepony there. I opened the door, and the bartender welcomed me, "Welcome to Zebra Luck! What's your flavour?".

"I'm not here for drinks, I'm just here to ask something.", - I said with a bit of a stutter.

"Well, you order, you ask, I answer.", - he said with quite the seriousness. Knowledging I have five hundred bits with me, I paid him to get me a shot of vodka.

"So, what do you want to ask me?", - he asked with spirit.

"I wante- I-I w-wanted--", - I fell unconsious. It had hit me. The vodka fucking knocked me out.

Slowly opening my eyes, I saw that I was in a bathroom, and me, covered in cum. "Oh... fuck.", - I said, realizing of what I have done.

"Somebody sucked me off, I think...", - I said to myself. I opened the door and saw it was a hotel, and saw a female pony in the bed. I was doomed. I walked slowly towards my jacket, and put it on silently.

"Last night was great, honey.", - she said. I was completely frozen at that moment she spoke. I didn't say anything, since I didn't even know what to say!

Finally, I spoke, "I don't even know who you are!".

"I though I told you last night, before... I had fun with you", - she giggled. I have understood that I lost my virginity, but that didn't matter. I just wanted to know how she got-- Oh wait, I had that vodka yesterday... That would explain everything.

"So... what is your name?", - I asked.

"Okay, so, since you really wanna know, I'm gonna tell you... my name is Roseluck...", - and she started dancing in a sensual way. to be true, I kind of liked that. She started pulling me towards herself, and then pushed me onto the bed. She bended down, and slowly unzipped my pants, and proceeded to pull them off.

"Oh, Celestia...", - I though to myself, - "Is she going to suck my--", - and my half hard cock appered.

"It's so juicy. Let me make it a bit more jucier.", - she whispered in ear, and went down my body.

"Oh, fucking Princesses, is it really happeni--HO-HOLY FUCK!", - I screamed in my thoughts, as she started licking the top of my already hard dick. She was moaning sensualy, as she proceeded going deeper into her mouth with my cock. She was now doing it faster. I already was very horny. Eventually, the cumshot did not happen, so we went on the bed, and started doing full on sex. I was now sure of it, and I have started penetrating her. First, it went from actually inserting my cock inside of her, and then proceeding moving up and down. It was simple.

My cock was still not cumming, so we started doing the "69". Her wet cunt landed onto my face, while my cock was gracefully awaiting her mouth. I started licking her pussy, while my penis was close to the peak of spreading semen everywhere. We got into the pose where she was jumping up and down on my dick, and I was rubbing her cunt slowly, as she was doing it. Her clit finnaly, and beautifully was cumming, and my cock exploded with cum into her vagina, and I got it out, and it came onto her face. It was finished. I was happy. We have slept for four hours after those grateful thirty minutes.

The bed smelled like tuna cassarole from the semen, so I got out and got dressed. Roseluck, with a grin on her face slept, as if she was just on a New Year's eve in the Celestia times. The rain was still strong, belive it or not, and I was... a bit sad and a bit happy. I was happy because of the sex, of course, but I was sad because I couldn't find a real estate agency anywhere, thus, me being in that position, that now I had to live out on the streets, period. Now this was pretty much somber and serious. I can't find a job, I can't find a roof to live under, and now, I have to live in Hoofington, and on the streets. I couldn't go back to Stalliongrad, since I only had 290 bits with me... Wait, how did I spend all those bit-- Ah, yes, the hangover. Anything can happen there.

Roseluck woke up with a yawn and asked me, "Wh-where are you going?".

"Listen, Roseluck... everything for me right now, is fucking shit. No job, no house, almost no money. Please tell me what I can do in this city, please!", - I begged her.

"Well, I work at a strip-club. You could to!", - she said in a joking voice.

"Look its not times for joke--".

"There are male strippers in this neghiborhood.  You now, for gays and what not.", - she said in quite a calming voice.

"Ah yeah, that kinda makes sense. Anyway, any other jobs you know?!", - I asked.

"No, unfortunately.", - she said, and frowned a bit.

"Its okay... I'll go now. Bye!"

"Bye!", - she said, and closed the door. This was going to be hard luck finding a job here.

And I was right. Anywhere I looked, there wasn't an advertisment, or a job agency here. Just houses and shops. This wasn't just insane, this was unbelivable. The rain has calmed down, but the thunder just has gotten stronger. The floods on the street were reaching a level of a tire from a normal automobile. I was beggining to get worried so, I ran to the closest bus stop.

"Shit, its flooded too!", - I said to myself, as I ran out of ideas of what to do. The sewers gave up and started pumping out all of the brown-ish water onto the surface. I ran through the rain escaping the flood coming upon me. This was now real, Breeze. I teleported myself (somehow) onto the top of the roof of some old, rotten building. I have escaped, and I was grateful. I started looking around, and saw junk lying around and weapons on the ground. Some pistols, automatic wepons, and a lot of knifes. I picked up one, and it had bloodstains on it, so I dropped it. The lurid place started to haunt me a bit, but I decided to stay on the rooftop, to escape the flood. And when I though about it, I turned aroud and saw that it was now ubiquitous, and that it will not go away for a long time.

There, on the roof, I thought... for a long time. Was my desicion correct? How am I going to detirmine the future for myself? And finnaly, how am I going to live in this place? The questions just kept coiming and coming, without me knowing when to answer one of them. In fact, non of them were answerable. I have slept, for about two hours. And then, suddenly, I have heard, "What's this motherfucker doing here?". "Uh-oh. I'm in deep fuckin' trouble", - I thought to myself as they approached closer and closer... I began to get worried, "All of those weapons and blood-stained knibig sefes belonged to them... Shit! They are a gang!". With my still shut eyes, I thought to myself, "OhshitOhshitOhshitOhshitOhshitOhshit". Suddenly a whisper was near my head, "Will hurt a bit.", - And it did. Everything has cut to black.

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Slowly, my eyes opened, and I was laying on the ground, with a bruises on my forehooves and other parts of the body. I stood up, even though that was the hardest to do, and looked around. I was in a sewer. Water was running already higher than my hooves.  "This isn't a place of sunshine and rainbows, Breeze. This is a place of devoid and empathy.", - I said to myself. I started exploring the sewer room. The walls were covered with wet moss and a dozen of dead rats were lying around. The place defintley didn't look clean. I'd say it wasn't clean at all. I have discovered that I was robbed... completely. The first question that burned into my head is, "How the fuck am I going to get out of here?!". Well, the first option would be climbing out by rocks, which would be the most obvious one in my position. The second one would look for a ladder around here in the sewers, which would bring me back to Hoofington. I chose the second option, because it was much easier to do. I started looking in every direction to see if there is any kind or ladder. I walked into the left wing, since I felt luck coming out of that direction. The water and moss were omnipresent, everywhere I looked.