The choices we make define us. but how we carry them out is what strengthens us
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The choices we make define us. but how we carry them out is what strengthens us
I opened my eyes and groaned as the sun had shined in my eyes, I sat up in my bed and made way for the bathroom to take a shower to hopefully wake me up; when I got out of the shower I wiped the steam off the mirror and gazed at myself, I was an average teen with brown eyes and hair, I had some scruff that connected to a small beard on my upper lip and my side burns, I had recently started to do exercise and saw that some muscle was coming in but I was still classed as a more slender than muscly so I had that parkour look.
My acne had also died down to two or three blemishes over the months of taking better care of myself, in all honesty I thought I looked damn good for a sixteen year old but that was me.
After I was done with my looking myself over I went back into my room grabbed my Hoodie, which matched my pants and but was off with my orange and black sneakers that I liked, and dawned it thinking back to when I used to play a gamer that involved assassin's and what not, I then grabbed a ski mask with a skull on it that I got from my mother along with a guitar and pick.
Leaving my home with out a word I shuddered at the cold winds that breezed past me in the streets of Skowhegan Maine, but I promised my friends that I would play for them at the park so I roughed it and walked the streets often seeing a hobo or a poor family walk past me with looks of depression plastered on their face.
Maine had been going down hill since Obama took over for president and it showed since most have moved out of Maine just to have a chance in life and the only source of income we have Is all the tourists which I supply with music at the park at times, ignoring the other people around me and I continued on my way, a siren from an ambulance went off as it passed by me at to speed so they could hopefully get to what ever happened.
"Probably another homicide" a hobo summed up before coughing up some black tar onto the street.
After nearly being hit by DUI I had made it to the park and smiled as I saw my friends, they were really all I had in my life as they helped me with all my problems that would come up every once in awhile. Dayle, fifteen, was in a word beautiful as she grew up to be a strong independent women but she did keep some habits from her younger years like the raven black hair that was shaved on one side and the other would drape over her left eye which was brown that gave off a cute shy look (god I hope she doesn't read this) and her bust and thighs had gotten smaller since she and a couple other my friends had come to exercise with me.
Bailey, also fifteen, had still a bit more chub than Dayle but her hair was a red-ish blonde and her bust was smaller but she kept her thighs in good check and laying on her was her BFF Amber, unlike Dayle and Bailey she had stayed the same but was still adorable even if she did insist on mashing my face together like it was play doe, she was also a blonde with blue eyes much like bailey which helped her control me into her own little puppet to pull pranks on others.
Next to Dayle (and sadly holding her hand) was a boy that I haven't known long but he was Dayle's boyfriend, his name was Jarred, he was tall and muscular from all the exercising we do together (we kinda got competitive at one point), he had dirty blonde hair and wore glasses which hid away his eye color from me.
I took a seat in the grass and instantly I got hugged from behind making me jump till I saw another one of my friends, her name was Alexia making me smile, she had brown hair and had that amount of chunk that I preferred, she had deep brown eyes, she had her hair done in a bun and she had no bust or hips to show off but I didn't care, we all loved her for who she was
"I see that you're happy to see me" I said with a smirk and she let go and sat down next to me (no, we aren't dating but just friends) and I took my guitar off my back and looked it over, this was a special gift given to me by my Nana who had passed a month ago and I took better care of this thing than I did myself.
"Any requests?" I asked them and they shrugged so I just started to play a random tune just for shits and giggles when I heard a click behind me so I turned around to meet the barrel off a .44 magnum revolver pointed at my head making me freeze.
"I see that you have some really warm looking clothes and that guitar looks really nice, do you mind if I took it off your hands for awhile?" the man said with a sneer and I stood up with a my hands up.
"Sir can you please put down the gun, if you do then we won't tell anyone" I said steadily but he scoffed
"yeah like I haven't heard that one before, now give 'em!" he barked and I noticed his finger was off the trigger so I pushed the barrel down and he fired but I didn't stop my calm demeanor fell to show that I was royally pissed off, I kicked his leg in making him collapse and drop the large gun, I quickly picked the gun up and fired a round into his shoulder and his leg (his shoulder was because I was angry).
I popped the cylinder out of the gun and took out the last three rounds and I threw the gun making it land in the pond, the man was on the ground clutching his wounds looking at me fearfully and I cracked my neck.
"don't fuck with my friends asshole" I said then I spat out some blood and I looked to see some blood seeping out of a hole in my chest "you missed my heart but you did hit my lung so I guess you got lucky" I said calmly as I had lost all feeling at this point with all the fights I've been in but I did feel extremely weak so I fell on my back, my vision was blurred as my own blood suffocated me and I smiled as I remembered something that I promised myself to say "I didn't want to die a virgin but oh well" I cackled a little bit as blood seeped its way into my throat, my friends were trying to stem the bleeding failing miserably and I choked out these last words to Jarred "make sure Dayle lives a happy life you lucky bastard" then it all stopped.
The pain was gone along with the wound which was now a scar from what I could tell and I sat up straight going right through my friends "some creepy shit" I commented and I looked around to see that everything had stopped moving, a butterfly that had somehow found a way to move fluttered over to me and landed on my nose 'I like heaven' I thought so I couldn't scare the timid creature but then in a flash it disappeared and I shrugged as I stood up then I heard a voice in my head
"Finally a body that suits me in this wasteland" it said with a feint sound of annoyance
"god" I asked nervously and it scoffed with laughter
"He wishes, my name is Eclipsion and I have now decided to give you a choice" he said to me
"Those choices being?" I asked knowing to ask questions before running blindly a head of everything
"One: you go to a land known as Equestria so you and I can start over or two: I find somepony er someone else and let you die so
you can go to heaven" he said giving me my choices and I scratched my chin
"Are we talking about the pony version or...." I said and I some how felt his mood lighten up
"My first one to actually know that show of yours, I will place you in the humanized version so you can blend in better" he said and I mulled over my choices
"Now before I make my choice I want to know who you are and what you look like, I also want to know why the MLP T.V show I used to watch" I said to him and he hummed
"Well I am an alicorn for one and am as I said Eclipsion the god of war" I gave him a bored expression "and I am Celestia and Luna's father and I tend to miss them in my after life, as for the show I have seen you humans watch the show on many occasions, the first time I was dumbfounded till I started to watch it more which in turn make me miss my family all the more" he explained giving a feeling of despair go through my body.
"Okay so why do you need me for this?" I asked
"Well I can bring others to my world but without my guidance they would surely die, so I came up with the idea of implanting myself with a host and teleporting my host to my world so I can once again see my homeland" he said with vigor
"I won't let you have my body to be your puppet" I growled
"Oh no!" he laughed making me get a bit angry "You will have a full control but you'll have my abilities and such" he explained and I sighed and rubbed the scar on my chest
"Can I bring my guitar? it is special to me" I said sadly and it appeared in my hands making me smile a bit at it being the last few things that I'll own from home
"Do you need a moment with your friends?" he asked softly and I wiped away a tear
"No, lets go man" I said and my hand started to turn into a white dust that floated away in the imaginary breeze and I closed my eyes as it took me and I thought I heard a sad sigh from Eclipsion.