Out of Hatred Came Love
Chapter 1: On My Way
It has been many days since I left my old life behind to start anew. Even though I have reached the age where I could leave, I will still have a burden that I will have to carry. A burden that I have carried for 3 years. A burden that will turn ponies against me. A burden that I could’ve fixed a long time ago. It is like a cancer of my mind, destroying all that I help precious and yet some ponies say it’s ok. It turned my family against me, it made my friends leave me, but the worst part of it though is everypony is happy that I’m leaving.
“RAGE!!!” A voice hollered out, “wake up you damn bugger, captain wants ta see ya!” Rage was groggy and disoriented from being awake suddenly. He was having a wonderful dream, too. He was dreaming about when he was a little boy and his mother was baking him some blueberry pies. He could still smell the blueberry that would be in the air dancing around his nose.
“You better get up mate, or da captain is gonna skin you a new coat,” The voice hollered out again.
“Damnit Tomas, why you got wake me up when I’m having wonderful dreams,” Rage said scratching his eyes with his hoof.
“I didn’t wake you up sunshine, the captain did so go complain to him you damn scaly wag,” Tomas said walking away. Tomas was really an OK guy compared to the other guys on the boat. Unlike the others he didn’t have a last name. He always said that his parents didn’t give him a name, but most of the crew just thought he forgot it. He was the dumbest of the crew and was always doing something stupid. He had a grey coat and black, out of shape mane.
Rage proceeded to get up still groggy but he was able to see straight. He started walk his way to the cargo hold door to get up on deck. He felt that everypony eyes were on him. He shrugged it off and climbed out of below deck and was immediately met with the bright light of the sun. The thing Rage hated most about mornings was having to get his eyes to adjust. He raised his hoof to his eyes and waited a minute for his eyes to adjust. Finally his eyes adjusted and he proceeded to walk to the captain.
“You called for me sir,” he asked with a polite and gentle voice. The captain did scared him at time. He learned very quickly that you should never get on his bad side. The captain had a white coat and dark black hair and wore a dark blue uniform.
“Follow me to my quarter’s Rage,” he said with a firm and serious voice and started to walk to his quarters. Rage followed him a little worried about what the captain had to say. He walked into the captain’s quarters and was left in awe. He never knew that the luxury of a mansion could be put on a ship. The captain motion for hip to sit down and Rage obeyed.
“Rage I am not happy about the news I found out about you and that is why that you will be kicked off my ship at the closest port,” he said in a cold, hard voice. Scooty mouth hung wide open. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. All he wanted to do was get as far away from home but now he was going to be dropped off a mere 200 miles from home.
“B-b-bu-but-but,” he tried to get out before he was silenced when the captain put his hoof up to silence him.
“Rage, go pack your things and await to be escorted to shore. You will not leave your quarters till I summon you,” he said in a very serious and threatening look in his eye. Rage knew he could not talk himself out of this, so with his head hung low and with tears in his eyes he left the cabin. He went straight to his bed and cried. Sailors walked past him and chuckle and called him names like cry baby and such, but one stopped in his tracks. A griffon with a white head and a dark gray body.
The griffon came up to him and said “Hey buddy are you alright.” Rage lifted his head with damp spots below his eyes from the tears.
“N-n-no,” he said with a big sniff.
“What’s wrong,” the powerful griffon said taking seat next to the Pegasus.
“I-I’m getting kicked off the ship,” he said in a quivering voice and tears rushing down his face.
“Why, what happened, did you do something wrong,” the griffon ask with a gentle and concern voice.
“I did something terrible. Something that got me kicked out by my family and made my friends leave me,” he said with tears all over his face and a voice more scared and worried than ponies who were minors talking to the cops about why they were smoking poison joke.
“Oh Celesia what did you do,” the griffon said wrapping his wing around the startled pony. The griffon pondered what it could be that this little pony could of done that would of cause him this much distraught.
“I can’t tell you, you’ll hate me if I do,” he said putting his head into the griffon fur.
“I promise I won’t hate you,” he said now taking his claw and putting it around him.
“OK, what’s your name,” the devastated pony asked with a sniff.
“My name is Leeroy, Leeroy, Leeroy Jenkins,” the griffon said with a warm smile on his face.
“Ok,” Rage started to speak, “Leeroy, can you keep a secret.”
“Yes, I can. I promise whatever you say, I will not judge you,” he said with a gentle warm smile.
“OK, Leeroy,” Rage started to talk, “I’m a coltcuddler,”
Chapter 2 Part 1: An Unexpected Home
Out of Hatred Came LoveChapter 2: An Unexpected Home
“Then all this earthly grossness quit, Attired with stars, we shall for ever sit, Triumphing over Death, and Chance, and thee, O Time”
Laying on his bed, Rage laid there thinking about everything that had happened, how he had just told a griffon that he was a disgusting coltcuddler, what the captain said to him, how he was going to be drop off in a random town, how his family had abandoned him. His mind then drifted back to the griffon. Why did he not hit him or insult him like all the others? Why was he cool with him? Why did he lean over and hug him?
"Rage,” a sad heavy voice that sounded like it was trying to raise the sun itself, “Da captain told me to come and get ya and tell ya that we have made port in Barehoof and that ya are now being ordered off the ship.” Rage knew it was coming but he never expected that Tommas would be so distraught that he was leaving. “I want to tell you that I wish you luck here, and that I-I am going to miss you,” Tommas said in a sad heavy voice. He slowly reached into his saddle bag and took out a watch. He handed it to Rage and said, “This was given to me by my brother before he went on one of his journeys. I want you to have it to remember me by,” Tommas said with his head held low. Rage thanked Tommas who shocked him when he leaned over and gave Rage a hug. Tommas left and Rage gathered up his belongings and made his way on deck.
What a beautiful sight it was. Sea gulls circling the ship, the nice blue sky, and the sun up high in the sky, what more could one pony ask for? Rage felt the sea breath go through his mane and the sun rays against his green coat. Just before he was about to start to step off the boat, a hoof, or more claw, grabbed his shoulder.
“Hey Rage, I got some good news for you,” said the grey pegasus that had visited his cabin earlier. “I talked to the captain and I am allowed to go back home,” he said with a grin.
“How is that good news for me?” Rage asked confused why it was good news to hear the news of a griffon going home.
“Because this is my home,” the pegasus said as he had a claw on Rage’s shoulder and used his other hand to make a rainbow motion over the town of Barehoof.
“WAIT?!?!? You live here,” Rage said surprised as the groundhog seeing his shadow.
“Yeah, I was born in the griffon kingdom but moved down here. Come on and I will show you around town,” he said as he led the pegasus off the ship to go and explore the griffon’s home.
