The quest to save Derpy

Prologue

"No! Please stop!" I cry out, as I cower in the middle of the street with my forelegs over my head as other ponies pelt various objects at me. "I-I Thought you guys used to like me!" I shout while the rain continues pour down on me, as I lay in the muddy road, with dirt staining my grey fur coat, with the icky brown sludge.

"You're so stupid Derpy!"

"What kind of a name is Derpy anyway?"

"Why does she have to be so dang retarded?"

"She should just crawl under a rock and die!"

These are the things I hear coming from them as they keep pelting me with trash, such as empty cans, banana peels, tomatoes, and anything else they can get their hooves on. The banana peels stick to my fur, while the tomatoes burst on impact, covering the area with red tomato juice. The cans cling as they bounce off of my body, and onto the ground, making small splashes

"Why is everypony treating me like this? I don't know what went wrong! Please, leave me be!" I can't take it anymore. I live through this everyday that I live. Ever since I began talking, everypony has just been out to get me. They all used to love me, and enjoy me being around. First I was a mistake, and now  I'm offensive as someponies say. I just wish every thing would go back to normal. I wish I had never begun talking. I-I...I wish...I wish I was different. I can't remember a time anymore where I could enjoy my life. I can't even remember anypony saying they're my friend, and if I do, I find it hard to believe that anypony would like me.Slowly, but surely , the pelting comes to a stop. I lift my head just enough to see around me.

I see all the other ponies scoffing, and glaring, and shaking their heads at me, as they turn to walk away. I raise my head a little more to look around, and I can see several cans and burst tomatoes, and browning banana peels spewn across the ground. My body is shivering due to the could of the rain, and my ears are ringing due to the loud roar of thunder and lightning, as lights fill the sky. I turn my head straight to see somepony who used to be my best friend. Her fur is the color of cyan blue, and her mane and tail have every color of the rainbow. Rainbow dash. She's hovering just above the ground, tossing a can up and down in her right hoof. She smirks as she draws her leg back, and I cover my head, ready for the blow. I hear a whoosh as it flies to me, and makes a thunk as it hits my head.

"Ow!" I mutter in pain, rubbing my forehead. I hear Rainbow laugh for a few seconds before I hear her fly away. I noticed I felt something stick when I touched my head, and it wasn't a tomato since i wasn't hit in the head with one. I look at my right hoof, the one I used to rub my head, and I see a line of blood, slowly trickling it's way down. I look up, and I watch the rainbow of colors Rainbow Dash leaves behind, as she flies. I lay there crying for another couple of minutes, before I try and regain my posture, as I stand. I rub my hoof on the ground to clean the blood off, as more falls down my face. Why Rainbow Dash of all ponies? She's supposed to be the element of loyalty. I remain sobbing as I begin my way home in this freezing down pour.

I can't remember anypony ever being happy around me. I can't remember anypony being happy to be my friend, because now days, they all just give me looks of disgust, anger, and hate, as they scoff, and glare at me when I'm around. I try to stay to the sides, and in the shadows, as to not be seen. But here and there I do get spotted, and soon I get objects flying at me. They shout in disapproval, and what not when they see me. I watch as the blood from my head rolls down to the tip of my muzzle, and drips down to the ground. I would fly home, but due to the beating I took just a minute ago, my wings really hurt. I'm used to having things thrown at me, but it's when they gather up and do it, I can't take.

When I arrive home, I head to the bathroom, and I look at the ugly reflection of my self in the mirror on the door. My...crossed...eyes, have turned a pinkish red due to crying, and my left eyes is black from another beating a few days ago. Bags have formed under my eyes as well due to the fact that depression won't let me sleep anymore at night. My mane, tail, and coat are drenched with rain water, and my mane drapes over my face. The blood from my forehead, runs in many directions down my face. Most of the feathers on my wings are out of shape and will need to be pulled out. My body is covered in mud, and tomato juice, and is a bit sticky from the bananas. I compare this Derpy, to my past happier, former self, and it's just tragic how this place ruined me.

Last month I quit my job because I don't want to have to go to all of the houses of those who don't even like me. They will just throw their mail back at me like everything else, and they always call me names like screw up, stupid, retarded, and useless, and monster, a mistake, and offensive. It's just so heartbreaking to the the ones who love you, just change their attitude all of a sudden. When I went to work, I was ready to tell them I quit, but when I arrived at my locker, there was a note telling me I'm fired. I don't care the reason why, if there is one, but I was just happy I don't have to work there anymore. But now I'm behind on my rent, and soon, if I don't pay it off, they're gonna kick me out. But it doesn't matter anyway. Nothing does.

I stand there looking at my pitiful reflection for a moment longer, before I head into the shower. I turn on the hot water, which first comes out cold, but eventually heats up to a satisfactory temperature. I stand under the stream of water, as it washes the mud, blood, and other gunk out of my coat. I use a foreleg to wipe the blood off of my face, and I rinse it off from there. The feeling of warm water on my coat feel so relaxing, and relaxing is what I really need right now. I watch as all the dirt and grime swirl down the drain. I lay back against the shower wall, as the water continues to wash over me. I listen to the sound of the water hitting the blue tile floor, and I watch the steam rise up to the ceiling. When I'm done showering, I dry myself off, and I head to my room.

I walk over to the end table next to the bed, and I pull the switch and a dim yellow light fills the room. I climb up onto my bed, and I lay on my stomach. Then I open the drawer in the end table, and I take out my notebook with the quill in it, and the small bottle of ink.  place the notebook in front of me, and the ink next to the notebook. I adjust the angle of the lamp so I can see better. I take the quill in my mouth, and dip it in the ink. I turn the notebook to the nearest empty page, and I begin to write. I use mostly all of the ink to write what I'm writing. When I'm done, I walk outside, and I stick the note on the door. I look over what I wrote. By the time I finish, I'm tearing up, and it's hard to keep them back.

"Goodbye home." I say putting a hoof on the door, and resting my forehead on it. I turn around, and I head for the main entrance to Ponyville. The rain has reduced now to nothing, but a light sprinkle. I lower my head as I go, not caring anymore if anyone sees me. But I can still hear them talking about me as I pass.

"Hey look out, it's Derpy." I see one stallion say to his mare friend.

"Yeah, don't get too close or her stupid will rub off on you." She states, glaring mockingly at me. I try to ignore it, but whenever anypony calls me names, it always plays itself over and over again.

This is what I have to live through everyday. The ones I used to know as friends, turn their backs on me. It hurts to see that everypony who used to be my friends, make their day worth it by picking on me. I think about Rainbow Dash, who was my best friend, but now she joined the others in their mission to make my life miserable. Well they did a great job at it, now they have gotten so fond of it, they do it for fun, like I just said. The rants, and insults, and, name calling keeps going as I finally reach the outskirts out town. When I get to the edge, I look back and say my final goodbyes.

"Goodbye Ponyville. I will forever miss you."

I turn back to the other direction, and I keep walking. Eventually I come to my destination. The Everfree forest. Memories that I have had play themselves in my head, but there aren't that many now. I can only remember bits and pieces, so there's no point in explaining. I know it's sad that I'm leaving Ponyville, but it's for the best. As I walk through the trees and bushes, I can't help but think of the note I had left behind. I hope it makes them happy. I hope it changes their minds about me. I do all of this hoping, but it has never gotten me anywhere, so what's the point in hoping anymore? This is what that note said:

Dear everypony who reads this,

My soul purpose here in Ponyville was to make everypony happy. I did just that for quite some time, until I started speaking. That's when everyone began to start calling me names, and throw things at me. Today was just another one of those days. I go out, I get picked on, and I get ganged up on, and I get things thrown at me. It hurts to see you guys just suddenly change from my bestest friends, to my worst fear. I do all I can to make everypony happy here, but nothing seems to work anymore, so I decided to try one last thing. I know you guys have been wanting this for sometime now, so...I'm finally doing it. I hope it makes you guys happy, because deep in my heart, I still care about each and every last one of you.

I'm sorry if I hurt anypony, but I didn't mean it. I was only doing what I did best. I'm sorry anypony who still cares for me, which nopony does anymore. But. even though I'm leaving, I will always cherish my good memories, or what's left of them, as they are being replaced by scars. I just hope that eventually you guys will like me again, and we can all be friends once more. I miss all the good times we had, I miss remembering those good times, those were also replaced by memories of being pelted with trash, and other stuff. Earlier I saw myself in my bathroom mirror just after one of these attacks, and I compared it to before you guys hated me. I'm really going to miss you guys, and the life I used to have, but for now, it's goodbye.

Sincerely...

   Derpy Hooves...