Wanted: Dead Or Alive

The Next Day

Sorry I left a cliff hanger there. I fell asleep while I was writing. So it all started when a unicorn called Sombra attacked Celestia and Luna. They had managed to defeat him but Luna was severely injured. Celestia must have been worried about another attack or something. So after the attack she declared that all Unicorns are outlaws and should be killed on sight. Well all unicorns except for her loyal guards. It was quite random and out of nowhere but her guards obeyed her. She is the queen of Equestria.

I remember when they barged in to my house with their pistols aimed at me and my parents. I had been reading the spell book I had stolen from another unicorn. I was going to save my parents but then I started to think about all of the things I could do with out them. So I teleoprted away without them.

So you are probably thinking I am a bitch right now. I can understand that. But I do regret doing that all of those years ago. But then at the same time I don't....

If my parents had been with me they would have probably tried hiding in the forest with me. We would have definitely been caught then. But I kept on going. I went through the forest the surrounded my house and then I kept on going. So in a way saving only myself was a good thing. In a way.

I pretty much raised myself from then on. And it wasn't too hard. I'm a pony so for food I just ate the grass around me. And I could sniff out water. So life was easy. Minus the fact that I was constantly running away from ponies trying to kill me. The guards eventually gave up on me assuming that wolves had killed me or something like that. Then life was easy. Too easy in fact.

So of course years later a Pegasus found me. And tried to kill me.

So I killed him.

How? I assume you are asking. Well its quite simple.

I had been playing around with magic in my free time. And I had a lot of free time. I eventually learned how to blast raw magic at enemies. Or squirrels in this case. Those squirrels were never seen again...

So when he had attacked me I had instinctively blasted him with my magic. There weren't even ashes left.

And of course he had a buddy. He managed to escape my grasp and go tell his entire town about me. I even found a wanted poster of me in forest the day after.

Let's just say it looked nothing like me. They totally got my mane wrong. And why did I look like a lunatic? And who had drawn the picture of me saying they'll never find me? Ponies...Sometimes I just don't understand them....

Especially artists.