Against the Wind

by MsAwsamazing

Rating: teen
Tags: Tragedy, Dark, Adventure
Length: 336

After 5 years of deteriorating family relationships and abuse the CMC ditch Ponyville and think they've found freedom. But freedom seems to be losing family, friends, innocence and themselves to Discord and the Canterlot Mob.

After 5 years of deteriorating family relationships and abuse the CMC ditch Ponyville and think they've found freedom. But karma is a mysterious force. And after a while freedom seems to be losing family, friends, innocence and themselves to Discord and the Canterlot Mob, which is growing at a mysteriously unstable rate. Say goodbye to innocence as our beloved CMC turn to a side of murder, thievery, and turf wars.
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Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2014-08-06 19:31:53 UTC

Prologue

Prologue

"Shit..." The one foul word escaped breathily from the marshmallow unicorn as she cut her tongue against her harshly chipped tooth. She felt the impact against her back shatter her shoulder blade underneath her lavender-pink mane.

Slowly she slid down the wall barely conscious hearing her name yelled in a familiar voice. A voice of worry, sadness, regret. But all she could was a voice of vanity, spoils and fury.

The voice of her sister.

"Sweetie-Belle...!"

She grit her teeth in pain. Both physical and emotional. But she couldn't care less at all.

She only knew one thing. She hated that voice. Dear Celestia did she hate that voice.

The orange teenager kicked the pegasi through the splintered door and spit down. "No one calls me a chicken. Listen hear, unless I broke you ears. That was only a fraction of the pain you put me through. I'll get you back that I swear."

Looking at her scared wings the pegasus launched away on her scooter. She coudn't care less about her past. She had friends to meet.

The brown-orange earth pony was scared.

Blood. She was covered in other ponies blood. She couldn't run to Ponyville. Not as a wanted pony.

She didn't even know they were dead. Not until she saw the blood. She didn't mean to murder them. She just did. She blacked out... But it wasn't like they didn't deserve it. They were bullies. And she could take out all the bullies in the world if she wanted.

All she had to do was have some ponies walk into her knife ten times.

Babs was on her way. The anti-hero pony murderer was the only family the country girl had. They would run away together. After all

nothing held them back.

Granny Smith. Dead. Big Mac. Married and moved away.

"Damn you Cheerilee"

Applejack was gone. She'd ran away with Octavia and Vinyl Scratch to Canterlot. She escaped the pain and now so would AppleBloom, Babs, Sweetie-Belle and Scootaloo.