Alone

You are now lying deep inside a dark alleyway. It was night time as you huddle closer against the wall. You stopped crying a long time ago, not because you had no reason not to, it was because there were no more tears to shed.

As you crawl deeper into one of the corners, you think back to how this day started…

-Six hours prior-

You stand at the middle of the bustling street as a small panic finds its way into your heart. Where are mommy, and Tia? You couldn't have gone that far, could you?

You start walking, and then jogging, and finally, running. Now in full panic mode, you dash around buildings, look at every passing window and check everypony in the hopes of finding a familiar face.

You are so concerned and afraid that you don't notice a passing stallion as the two of you bump in each other.

"Agh, watch were you going you little runt!" the stallion said, looking at you with evident disgust.

"I-I'm lost…" you sob, hoping that the stallion might help you in search for your lost family.

The stallion snorted once "You? Lost? You're exactly where you are supposed to be."

"B-But I need to get back to the castle."

The stallion squinted his eyes at you "I know you; you're that creature the queen found all those years ago. What a disgrace."

You back away once "I don't understand."

"Don't play coy, creature. Do you really think that you're the son of Gaia and Solaris? Everything about you screams abomination! How can a non-pony be of royal blood."

You took another step back. Why weren't you a pony? Your mother is a pony, your father is a pony. Tartarus, even your sister is a pony. Then why aren't you a pony? When you asked mommy what you are she always told you that you were special. But now, now you're completely lost, in more ways than one.

Your thoughts, however, are cut shortly when a deafening thunder-like boom is heard in the distance.

"WHERE IS HE!"

This shout, it makes your blood chill and your hairs stand on end. It feels familiar somehow, but it terrifies you so badly that you run away from the source and hide in one of the alleyways.

Your vision is starting to get blurry as more tears matting your face. You are so scared to be alone. You only want to be back in your bed, sleep soundly, knowing that you have a family to call for your own. But it all shattered within seconds. You're not a pony, there's no way you're the real son of Gaia and Solaris.

The sun's already kissing the edge of the horizon, bathing the world in colors of orange as you try to find sense in where you are. Little do you know that you unintentionally entered the noble district, where ponies shot you angry glances of hatred and disgust. You try to be brave, but everytime a little piece of courage grows inside you, it is immediately withers when the booming voice starts.

It seems bent on finding something, though you pay it no heed. A sense of uncomfortable hotness creeps on your forehead as the blurriness intensifies. Your head is aching and you feel yourself weaken with every passing minute. Something isn't right; you can feel it throughout your body. It was a sort of hot aching that pounded on the back of your head.

Retreating to a nearby ally, you take your head between your hands in a vain attempt to quell the throbbing pain. Every fiber in your body screamed at you to find help, but you knew that now that ponies are cruel. You don't have a family, you're lost and now, sick.

You crawl to one corner and try to find the warmest spot on the cold stone floor while trying to remain conscious as the pain makes it almost unbearable…

-Now-

The booming voice returned! It sounded angrier and closer than ever. But also… desperate, in a sense. It took all your willpower to crawl under a smelly cardboard box as the clip-clop of many ponies became closer and closer.

You stayed inside the box, praying to whoever might listen that you won't get caught. You're tired. Tired of being sick, tired of being alone, but mostly, tired of being revered as an animal. Once the clopping of ponies died down, you step out of your box and huddle in the corner in a similar fashion from before.

You can't go back, not now that you know you do not belong. Your entire life was a lie; you weren't royalty, or even a commoner. You don't know where your place is, but you know for sure it ain't here. Not where you're hated, and the only kindness you knew was probably pity.

You try to stay awake. The hotness you felt moments ago was now replaced with cold, so tired… everything now is but a blur, each twitch of your muscles sends waves of pure pain throughout your body, and even breathing became somewhat taxing.

"…found… Over… here…" you heard something, but you can't say for certain if it's real or your mind simply playing tricks on you.

You see blurs coming towards you, and then you feel something against your skin, something soft and soothing. And then, you hear a voice, a voice that you loved and cherished as the epicenter of your happiness, a voice that now fell bitter on your ears.

You can feel yourself being lifted and placed somewhere warm, but the cold won't loosen its grip on you, if anything, it only grew stronger.

You try desperately to cling to the last bits of consciousness with pitiful attempts as your arms clings to something warm and soft, like a blanket but, alive.

But you are too weak. You can see the darkness in the corners of your eyes start to overwhelm the rest of your vision as you fall asleep to a familiar lullaby…

You wake up in a familiar bed. The excessive hotness and coldness left your body in favor for less than ideal feeling, but still better than before. You feel something cold and damp on your forehead and try to lift your arm to take it off, but as soon as you try to lift your arm, something soft pressed against it, pining it back to your side.

You open your eyes with some difficulty and turn your gaze to the person besides you.

"You shouldn't move, sweetie. Just lie down and rest."

It was none other than your mother. Feelings starting to flood your entire body to the sight and sound of your beloved mother, you feel the corners of your eyes are starting to moisten and wave of relief washes your entire body.

You squirm in your place, desperately trying to reach her, to touch her, to feel her warmth on your skin. She inches closer until her head rests near yours, your cheeks rubbing with each other as the both of you shed a few tears.

"I'm sorry…" you cry "I'm sorry…"

"Shhhh… it's okay now. You're safe once more."

Despite the pain, you lift your arms and wrap them around mommy's neck, bringing her closer to you. Her mere presence is causing your body to shake. Not from the cold, but from the fear, the fear that she might fade. You needed to hold onto her, to confirm that she is indeed there, that it wasn't a cruel dream conjured by your deprived mind.

Another warm feeling creeps to your back. You turn around and see Tia, silently sobbing into your back. You turn around completely and wrap her in a tight hug. Tia took your disappearance just as hard as her mother. She was worried sick as she waited for her mother's return. When she saw her with you on her back, she immediately rushed to you and stayed with you the whole night, barely sleeping, watching over you so you may not disappear again.

But there was something in the back of your head, something you knew it was there. It was doubt. You doubted about your whole life now, where do you belong? Who's your real family? What will you do now? Will you accept your fate, or will you run away again in search of the truth?

But think as hard as you might, you're still a child. You lack the maturity to understand, and you know that no matter what, the worst is still ahead of you...

Bonus(do not take seriously) -

Author's Note

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