[Note: This story was cancelled because it was bloody awful]

There comes a time in every ponies life, when they look back and just have to ask "Just how the hell did I get here?" For me, this is that moment. I was a caravan guard, I lived to explore, to see the world, to help where I could, and even maybe make a cap or two. That was until that fateful day I signed up for the caravan to New Appleloosa, when my entire life was changed, for the worse.

My name is Black Lightning, this is my story.

(This story is cancelled, I'm never going to update. Thanks to everyone who read it. Feel free to check out my profile for my other fics.)