All It was just another boring fucking day for me as I laid on my bed with absolutely nothing to do. I had just graduated high school a few weeks ago and now I am alone once again. I knew that once I was done with highschool that I would most likely see any of my friends again, especially once I've moved back to Arizona to go back to living with my family once again, like I've always had up until five years ago when some. . . problems arose with my stepdad's side of the family that led to me having to go live with my grandparents in Colorado for my highschool career.

Now all I was waiting for was for my grandma to get home to tell that she had gotten my plane ticket and that I was going to be out of here in a week or so 'cause the longer I stay here the more I feel as though I may go into a depressive state over the lost of all of my friends though I guess that's what you get for being a loner a lot of the time.

Before I should probably introduce myself. My name is David Herrera, I'm 17-years old. I got shoulder length, messy black hair, am about 5' 8", hispanic, almost as blind as a bat, with scars all around my face, and have a very dysfunctional outlook on life, but I guess that comes with a part-time psychopath. I've been bullied all my life, which is the main reason why I'm a loner in the first place, but I've grown more than most because of it. I'm also a gamer, and if I take into consideration of what I've been told by many people, I'm also a talented artist but I think that I still have a long way to go actually be any good despite what anyone else says. I guess the saying that you're your own toughest critic really does apply here, doesn't it, any I think I've rambled on enough about myself and should head back to the story at hand here.

I was about to just turn on my music and allow it to lull me to sleep when I heard the sound of rocks being crushed outside my window which caused me spring up and look outside my window to see my grandmother's Durango pulled up in front of the house. I immediately threw on some socks and shoes and bolted down the stairs, excited to hear some good news for a change.

"I really hope she finally got those plane tickets so that I can finally get out of here, it's fucking mega boring staying cooped up in this house all day with nothing to do, especially since she grounded my dumbass a couple of years ago from my games, but even so I still don't regret hacking their internet connection to murder fuckers on MW3." I said to myself while I was climbing down the stairs. The front door opened up just as I reached the bottom to reveal my grandma with a handful of bags.

"Could you go grab the rest of the groceries from the back of the car?" She asked when she spotted me, though it wasn't really a question more of a demand hidden in a question whenever it comes to asking me to do something. Treated like a bloody slave for all the years I've been up here, fucking doing their bidding like the good drone I was raised to be and not get a damn thing in return for doing other than the daily bitching she gives me for not doing any of my chores, even though the house is nice and clean whenever they get home. No matter, I might as well as go grab those bags and ask her about the tickets after I'm done.

After bringing the last of the groceries into the house and went to work putting them away, I decided to ask her, "So have you gotten the plane ticket so that I could go home or have you not had the chance buy them yet?"

"Why are you so adamant on going home so badly?" She asked with a little anger apparent in her voice.

"Because I mom said that she was going to come to my graduation with all of the kids and was going to take me back down to Arizona with her, but she hasn't done either, and I'm not buying the whole 'Tony had to go out of town to work' thing again considering that she's used that multiple occasions where I could have been home awhile ago, so I'm thinking something is up that you're hiding from me but I don't know what it is." Seriously though, every time I've had the perfect chance to have gone back home in the past year and the excuse my mother kept using that same excuse every fucking time. The first couple of times she told me that I believed her, but after that I've started to grow suspicious and even more so when she stopped calling me every other week to check up on me.

"What the hell are you talking about, there's nothing up you're just being paranoid." After years of being stabbed in the back by people who thought it was a good idea to use me for their own personal gain, I've developed a talent for detecting any time anyone tries to lie to my face and that detector was going off like mad.

"Do you seriously expect me to believe that bullshit? I'm out of highschool, am able to get a job and in a month my license, and am going to be putting myself through college, so do you honestly believe for a minute that I believe a damn thing you say especially if I take into account everything that you've lied to me about for all the time I've been up here?" I yelled starting to get angry because she wouldn't just answer my question.

"You know what, fine I'll tell you why; your parents don't want you anymore and decided that they didn't want you there freeloading off of them. The only reason why I haven't kicked you out yet myself is because I can make you do everything I don't want to." She stated bluntly. Her response didn't shock me at all, but it still hurts. As I said before I can detect when others are lying to me, and right now I don't see any signs that she is but I think that it's better if I find out for myself if it's true or not. Considering that she won't help me get home I think I'm going to have to find my own way there, luckily I've been saving my Walmart gift cards from the previous years and got my bike repaired not too long ago I think I may be able to do so myself.

"Well I think I'm going to go back and find out for myself with or, without your help." I stormed off to my room to pack anything I would need for the trip there, thinking that if what my grandmother was telling me actually did turn out to lie then I would send for them at a later date. I grabbed my old backpack, stuffed some of my clothes in it, along with: my phone and charger, the gift cards, my bluetooth speaker, bike lock and key, and finally a toothbrush and deodorant, still gotta take care of my health while traveling no matter how long I may be out there.

I walked outside to grab my bike from the backyard so I could leave to be greeted by my aunt and uncle in the front yard. They tried to say hello but I had already turned on my music and cranked it up to maximum volume so as to block out all noise from the world around me. I got to my bike with all of my stuff and started petaling out the backyard and headed south after getting onto the main roads.

-Four hours later: 8:49pm-

"Why am I even trying to get back home, I mean I really don't expect to hear a different answer from mom than what I heard from grandma."I said to myself as I continued cycling down the street. Luckily I choose to go down some of the more quiet roads in Colorado, yes it might take longer for me to get to my parent's house but it was worth it just for the fact that I was free of any and all responsibilities for a several days though I am glad I had also decided to get my jacket because boy was it fucking cold out tonight.

Traveling little further I finally heard my stomach start growling which meant that it wanted to be filled. I was traveling through a small town and tried to find a public park, or somewhere like that so as to find a peaceful spot to chow down on some of the food a picked up a couple of hours ago when I made a stop at a nearby Walmart, when my stomach decided that it needed to emphasize that fact that there was nothing inside of it. "Alright, alright already I get the fucking point, just shut the fuck up already."

I found a little area that had a few trees and picnic tables in it and figured it to be the perfect spot to stop, eat , and rest for the night. I went to pull out my food when I heard a scream that sounded like it was close. I looked around to see if I could find anything that would lead me to the source when I spotted the headlights of car across the field that was near the table and saw a group of guys surrounding a young looking lady. I made my way across the field to see what exactly was going on before I decided to do anything stupid, but started running as I watched one of the surrounding her grabbed ahold of her from behind and she immediately started struggling. I didn't have time to think of a plan to help other than just run in going gung ho, even though I don't have a gun but like that was going to stop me, and get her the hell out of there.

I placed my aim towards to one that was behind her and rammed right into the fucker and made him take his grip off of the woman. We both fell but I managed to use my momentum to roll over and land on my feet before launching myself towards another one and punching another one in the face before taking a defensive stance between the rest of the group and the woman. "Get the hell out of our way kid, this has got nothing to do with you." The one in the middle said.

"Yeah, right, because I'm totally going to stand idly by while you hurt this lady. Sorry, but no dice, I'm not just going to let do what you want to her, especially not without consequence." I said as confidently as I felt, which was actually quite a bit considering the circumstances.

"Well then have it your way kid, but you can't say that we didn't warn you." With that they started closing in on us and smiling like madmen. I'm not sure if they're trying to intimidate us with that crazy look on their face, and it's working for the woman behind me, but they don't know me or to be more precise they don't know what's inside of me.

"Please just forget about me and save yourself, I can't ask you to stand here and protect me when I don't even know who you are." I heard her say, genuinely concerned about my well being.

"There's no need to be worry about me, I'll be fine, but I'm going to need you to do something for me if we both want to get out of this without any 'serious' injuries." I said to her while never taking my eyes off of the group of guys that were slowly closing on us.

"Oh. . . okay. What is it that you want me to do?" She asked, accepting the fact that I was not going to just leave her here with these bastard.

"When I give the word you have to run as fast as you can away from here and don't look back." I knew she was going to protest that last part and so I decided to cut her off before she had the chance, "As I already said before there's no need to worry about me. Whether or not I make it out of this is of little importance to me, but what is important is that you are safe and sound and that can't happen if you spend your time worrying about me."

She didn't respond right away, obviously pondering whether or not she should do as I say, but only for a moment as I heard her agree to it. "Okay then, I'll do as you say, but could you tell me something first before you do whatever it is you're going to do?"

Finally someone whose willing to go along with one of my fucking plans. usually I would have to fight tooth and nail just to get people to even consider them, but whatever, that doesn't matter now. What matters now is that I get her out of here. "Sure go ahead and ask me whatever you want."

She took a moment before she said anything. "Well I just wanted to know who are you, and why are you doing this for me?"

Well I got to say I was expecting her to ask that at one point or another, I was just kinda suspecting it to be when I first showed up. "My name is David Herrera, and I'm doing this because it would go against everything I believe in if I didn't help those in need." After I made that statement the group decided to pounce, believing us to be distracted with our little conversation.

"That is a big mistake," I said to myself as I took my bag off of my back, grabbed a hold of it by the adjustment straps and swung it towards the one furthest to my right, and as it collided with him mid ponce, it manage to throw off course so that he collided with one of his buddies instead of me, which had a domino effect that had caused the rest of them to knock into each other, landing into a heap on the ground. "Okay, now, run while they're picking themselves off the ground. I'll stay here and keep them distracted for a while longer so they can't track you down."

"Thank you!" Was the all the response I got as the woman ran from the field and into town, though considering how concerned she sounded for my own well-being, she'll probably be back with help, but I wasn't going to be that long to find out.

I looked back at the thugs, who were on their feet again, and decided to make a break for my bike. It may not be able to outrun a car, but if I could put enough distance between us, I could get somewhere where they won't be able to follow me with their car and potentially get away.

"Look, there he goes!" I heard one of them shout.

"Lets get'em!" Another say, which was accompanied by the sound of the engine starting up.

"Damnit, they spotted me a lot sooner than I was anticipating, I better my ass moving if this is going to work out well." I said to myself as I was already riding down the road as fast my legs would allow after having already exerted so much energy already, without so much as a break.

Riding down the road a good ways away from the group of thugs, I heard the faintest sound of a car engine, and it was steadily getting louder, I decided to take a glance over my shoulder to catch a glimpse of headlights not too far away from me now. I had to find a place to hide, and quick, or else I wouldn't be able to escape from these guys. Luckily I never call my plans fool-proof otherwise no one would ever listen to me. I have a general plan yes, but I make sure that I leave them flexible to make sure I can always find a way out of a jam and this would definitely be one of those situations.

I made a right turn and was now riding through a field, I took another glance back to how much time I had left to make my escape, but soon found that my center of gravity had been lowering and that it felt as though there was nothing under my tires anymore. I looked down to find that I had been indeed lifted off the ground, but I wasn't falling, in fact I was just barely going through the air as I discovered that I hit a hill that had had a sudden decline to it. I kept my cool as I came upon the ground so that as soon as I landed I would be able to keep steady.

Looking ahead to see just how far down the slope was when I spotted a set of railroad tracks that lead into a tunnel. "It isn't good enough that I manage to stumble upon this hill to conceal me from those idiots, but also a tunnel to hide in, ain't this just my lucky day, night, whatever." I said to myself as I started to slowly apply the brakes to slow myself down. "Nice and steady down, I need an incident like the one I had after I got this damn thing fixed up, or the one I had a few years ago." I felt a sudden tinge in my left arm at the recollection of that memory. I was almost at the bottom of the hill when the area around was illuminated around me and judging from the direction the source of the light was coming from I could only guess what, or should I say who, the cause of that was.

"You thought you could hide from us you a little bitch." Yep, definitely called it.

"Well then I guess I should do this the old fashion way." I released the brakes and started using my feet, to not only slow myself down, but also so that I could readjust my bike so that I was skidding down the hill sideways. I needed to make sure that I was able to just bail once I hit bottom and get away from these bastards once and for all.

They caught up with me three-fourths of the way down to the tracks but did not stop. The group of guys decided to drive on ahead and cut me off down at the bottom so as to make sure I couldn't escape their grasp again. "Ah fuck me! Now how am I going to get out of this, they would catch up to me in no time if I were try going back the hill now. And why the hell is it always me that gets caught up in situations like this, I mean seriously though!" I growled as I realized the huge disadvantage I had, when something unexpected, and admittedly quite funny, at least for me, happened.

As their vehicle made contact with the tracks, and I'm not even sure how it happened, the back was lifted into the air and had caused it to flip onto its top. I was going to go help them out, despite the fact that they were trying to kill me, but once I saw that none of them were hurt I decided against and kept going down till I hit the tracks. I had the misfortune of having them all get out of the car just when I touched down on the loose gravel that laid on the tracks. They quickly spotted me and gave chase down the tracks with me at the head of the pack and I was already tired. Though as if things didn't seem bad enough already, a train appeared through the tunnel and we all turned and ran the other way.

I quickly regained the lead again as I rode into the tunnel located at the other end of this small valley but soon became aware that I didn't hear anything anymore. One moment I hear the whistle of the train and the shouting of the group behind me, but now there was nothing but the sound of dirt shifting under my tires. I stopped to take a look back and saw nothing there but darkness, and as I took around the tunnel again to see if I had missed something, I saw that the cement tunnel walls had been replaced with dirt and looked, and smelled, more like a cave.

I got off my bike and walked it to the exit, but was shocked to see that I had enter what looked like a really dense forest. Though I came into more of a shock when I saw that there was a small, butter yellow pegasus trotting down a path just a ways away from me and the cave, and I thought I could hear 'her' singing.

"Where in the fuck did that tunnel take me?" I asked as I continued to follow the pegasus with my eyes.

Author's Note

Sorry if it seems like this chapter's ending was rushed.