Chapter one - The Old Life
"Fuck you! Horse lovin' Faggot!" A slim but fit young man wearing Baggy clothes shouted as he kicked another man on the ground in the ribs multible time, as the mans little sister watched, unsure what to do, scaired.
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Just Receny he got home from work, Stealing things from peoples cars, and homes, the clothes he threw against the wall as hard as he could made a loud thud, the belt on the pants was especialy loud as the metal part hit against the wall as well, but he never wears the same outfit after he gets back from stealing.
he decieds against showering "Why bother? Im not here to impress anyone" He thaught to himself as he put on a new change of clothes, cracked his knuckles then headed out the door.
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He makes his way acrost town, and enters a house, slaming the door, loud enouph that everyone on the block was sure to hear it echo, Curtis!, Jason!, get your asses out here!" he yelled throughout the half ass furneshed Apartment building
"Hey man, you ever think to be polite when you come here? Im Tired of dealing with a bunch of complaints each time you visit"
Calmly said a slender young man fixing his glasses with his middle finger, "Heyyy, Jason, friend, hey man, you didnt tell me you had pecan pie" said the other guy while he came in the room eating a slice of pie, eating so fast as if he just enhaled it" " Damnit Curtis, that Pie was for my sisters birthday man! you know how she is if she dont get a gift! take your damn munchies somewhere else!" shouted the guy in glasses angrily at the Potential Stoner "Alright guys, shut the fuck up, you find any fights for me?"
"dude, you put the last guy in the hospital, the Group we go to is starting to worry about you, so not right now..." the guy in glasses said, once again fixing his glasses then heading back to where he previusly was before Nick arived "Fine, I'm out, you guys are worthless." he said as he left, Slaming the door behind him
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After taking his rage out by starting fights with random people. be they bronies, or just at random, he simply wanted to beat some faces in, he went home, and passed out, exhausted on his couch, to wake up and go to work 7 hours later.
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This to him was normal, each day was deferent, but to sum it all up, each day was also very much the same routine
What he does is not honest work, but nothing in life is honest, the world is cold and cruel, to make a mark means to take it by force, to do so would be how he survives day to day, paying his bills and buying food with blood and lie stained Money, Loyalty, Honesty, Kindness, generousity, Laughter, friends... show nothing but weakness, and he never Took the time to care about what he Asumes is Weak.
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During one of his Routene Car shoping trips (What he calls breaking into cars and taking anything of value to sell later) He broke into a car that had keys in it, "Just the Thrill I was looking for" He Murmerd Quitly with a Sly Smirk acrost his face as he grabed the keys, turning them slightly, turning the cars Engine on. "Hey! What do you think your doing!" Shouted a elderly women as she came outside the house the car was parked outside of, throwing things from her purse at the car, in an attempt to stop the man inside her car, but instead. he Drove off, with his hand out the window, holding up a middle finger as he drove away.
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After driving 2 citys down, running out of gas, and spending all his stolen money on Alchahol, he passed out Drunk In the car shortly after to be awoken to a Policeman Knocking on the window of the stolen car "Sir, Please Step outside of the Vehicle." The officer ordered as his partner checked the licence plate of the car he had been driving around in for over 3 and a half hours. "I have a better Id-Hic-ea, Go Fuck your self." The young man Replied, Clearly too Drunk to Rationalize. But got out anyway, finishing the Container of Whiskey then slaming it at the policemens Cruiser, shatering, breaking the Cruisers Headlight in the process. The officer still in the front seat steamed at what he had just witnessed called for backup, expecting there to be a struggle Aresting this man.
The man started To run, the officers Shouted to him to stop, to surender.
"Go to hell! Fucking cops!" he shouted, attempting to climb a fence but was shot with a tazer in the leg, knocking him on his ass, but he got right back up, the pain from the tazer didnt bother him, it felt like what he could explain as, being wet, and naked. as well as being shot with airsoft guns. "Fucker I'll Kick your ass!" He shouted. pulling the wire out, Then Rushed At the officer that had shot him with the tazer. "We Need Backup!" the other officer paniced on the radio.
The young man swings at the officer that tazed him knocking the officer on his back, then pined the officer down and started punching him over and over, then, during his rage. distracted by the officer under him, he was unable to notice the other cops ariving, tackling the young man knocking him off the badly beatin officer "Its about time..." the officer said with a smile that was hard to see as his face was already starting to swell, then he fell unconcous.
After the young man managed to take down 3 more police officers, 1 K9 Police dog, being tazed 2 more times, and finaly being shot in the chest by a gun, He was brought down. and taken to prison, The judge was kind. enouph to take years off because a cop had shot him. The bullet Pearced his chest, Stoping Just inchest near his heart, the bullet couldnt be removed, something about being too close to his heart, and the judge felt Sympathy towards him.
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"damn cops..." The young man complained silently, He can remember his friends called just to end there relationships, his boss sending a letter to him, he was fired, And his landlord visiting him to let him know he was being evicted, as well as sued for damaging the walls and carpets. He finnaly got out. The free, Fresh air was a feeling he had not felt for a while. but he couldnt smile, he had no friends to pick him up when he was released, he lost all his money in court, and he had been evicted. He lives in a pretty populated city, but news and gossip about someone, especialy someone many disliked, Spread fast throughout the city. so he had people kicking him, and treating him poorly for what he use to do.
All he had was enemys. It was as if there was a law passed that makes it Okay to pretend he doesnt exist
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He is hungry, the only thing he managed to get his hands on in the past week was Half a corn dog, and a bag of chips.
the closest thing to a shower he got was washing up in a resturant bathroom. All he could do was walk, all he felt he had to do was walk, where to? He doesnt put much thaught on that, he just needed to walk, to a new place, a far away place. A place he can be somebody... or at liest die peacefully.
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After what seems like an eternity in hell, He arives somewhere, A field. long grass, Flowers, and a old tree shading it, this field, overlook a long drop, into a body of water below, the wind from the breese, that the water was bringing up cliff to the field he was in.
the cold wind scraped acrost his feet, but was not cold. He finaly fell apart. Fell to his knees, and yelled at the sky. but... no sound escaped. Instead, tears started falling from the young mans eyes, smearing the dirt and ash on his face, making the wind much colder. The young man who tried his best to hide any weakness's. but he had been strong too long. he sat there, on his knees, arms slumped motionless as his jaw crunched together, tears just fell from his open eyes that were not directed towards a single thing in view. then slam, the sound of a car door nearby had been shut. The young man just kneeled there, his eyes shifting towards the noise.
"hey, person in the grass, carefull, you'll fall." Said another man, walking through the grass towards the Broken man, and extended his hand to help him up "hey.. your crying? Here I thaught you was a big shot.. whats wrong? Your girlfriend dump you or something?" The man contenued to the broken man. "Im nele. You look like you need a friend." he finished by introducing himself to the broken man. silently kneeling there, staring at him but not able to properly see him, he then got up, "Nick." the broken man said, wiping his eyes, but just smearing the dirt on his face even worse. "Im not looking for friends." he said to Nele as he stood there, Nick gets back up on his feet, lifting his sleeves, Turns around to see the Bastard bothering him. "you." Nick said in a deep, minicing voice, shocked to see the same brony he beat up years ago, ofering to be his friend. the thaught Morphed his pain, and sadness into pure, blind rage.
In a fit, he got up and rushed at Nele. missing his footing while tackiling Nele, they both fall off the cliff, towards the body of water "What the hell Nick?!" shouted Nele as he fell from the cliff, Drifting farther from Nick "Go to hell Faggot!" Nick shouted back to the brony, as they both fall from the sky, there clothes flapping in the wind violently as they fall getting closer to the water below
But instead of falling through water, They Splashed Through, and next thing they know, there falling from The Sky
"What the Fuck Is Going on?!" Nick yelled confused out of mind. "Is that Canterlot?!" The brony, Nick, shouted, with exitement.
Then thud, Nick watches Nele fall into a wheelBarrel being pulled by A Red Stallion. Then Nick fell to the ground as well, but not as lucky in location, Nick had fallen and Hit the ground, hard enouph to knock him out.
