Broken Shell

Broken shell looked around and tried to grab his beanie before it fell but couldn’t as he got weighed down by the mare on top of him. He looked up at her but she was suddenly at the other end of the room. He looked around and walked over to his beanie the crowd parting for him as he walked none of them saying a word. He slid it on making sure his hair was in place before walking up the stairs without saying a word.

A few minutes later he hear a knock on the door before it opened showing the face of Vinyl Scratch. "Hey Broken, sorry about earlier this town still isn't used to zebra's I mean there was a time that we would all hide from the one who lives in the forest. Plus there is the fact that you don't have a cutie mark."

Broken Shell looked at her. "It's fine. Plus I am only half Zebra that is the reason I don't have a mark. The trait for that is from the father and he was a zebra meaning I got the tribe mark from him. The tribe he is from doesn't have a mark."

Vinyl nodded. "Well okay then. We still have cake down stairs if you want some." She smiled at him.

Broken Shell shrugged. "Nah I think I will just go ahead and go to sleep. I figure I need to find a job that will last for at least a few days so I have some steady income."

Vinyl nodded and walked out closing the door behind her. Broken walked to the bathroom and sighed before taking out all of his piercings the rooms shadows suddenly getting darker. He put them in a cup before getting into the shower.

Broken got out of the shower and started to dry off. He got dressed in a pair of sweatpants and a tank top feeling more comfortable showing his stripes now that most of the town knew about them. He put in his ear rings again and walked to his room putting his clothes from the day and the towels in a hamper that was in the corner. "I should try the library again for a job." He said to himself before laying in bed and falling asleep.

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The next morning Broken woke up and walked over to his bag that he had yet to unpack and pulled out a tee shirt and a pair of cargo pants and put them on before walking out of the house. "I wish I had a timetable for this job. That would give me at least an idea of how much I need to earn." He started to walk down the street pulling his phone out of his pocket as he went. "I suppose I could call and ask." He shook his head. "No it can't be that long." He slipped his phone back in pocket as he got to the library. "Great it's still closed." He sighed and started to walk down the road again.

He got to the market and looked around watching the ponies as they opened up their stands. "Now this reminds me of home." He chuckled. "Of course this lacks the smells of tea and spice that those marketplaces had." He walked down the street ignoring the odd looks he got from the ponies around him. He walked up to a small stand selling rice cakes and bought a few for breakfast before starting his walk back to the library.

Broken walked in and saw the library looked trashed. "Hmm well then." He looked and saw a small purple dragon walk down the stairs. "Oh hello there."

The dragon looked at him. "Hi. You must be the new zebra in town." He started to clean up the books. "Twilight was up all night trying to figure out what tribe you where from." He held up a book of zebra tribe marks. "It seems like there are no tribes without marks."

Broken nodded. "That's because my father's tribe was killed. I'm only half zebra so I don't really count." He shrugged. "But that was a long time ago." He yawned a little and watched the young dragon work. "Hey do you know a place I could work for a few days? I am trying to earn some rent money."

The dragon looked at him. "Hmm I don't know there might be something on the board or if not you could ask Pinkie she seems to know everything that is going on around here."

Broken Shell nodded. "Okay." He looked at the board before walking out the door and walking down the street. He looked around seeing that the town was more alive than it was when he left he noticed that a few of the town workers were starting to set up for nightmare night. "Huh I guess that is tomorrow."

He got to the door of the oddly shaped bakery when he felt a wave of killing intent from behind him not enough to make him worry but enough to get him to look. He turned around and saw a colt who couldn't be older then ten standing behind him. "Ah I thought I would see you again."

The dark red unicorn colt said nothing as he levitated a knife from his jacket and shot it at him aiming for Broken Shells head.

Broken Shell dodged it and ran towards the colt aiming a kick at his legs.

The colt jumped back and shot another knife at him whipping it right for his neck.

Broken Shell dodged it and swung an elbow at the colt trying to hit his still glowing horn to knock his magic out.

The colt ducked and shot three more knifes at his chest.

Broken Shell dodged and hit the sides of the knifes causing them to fall at the feet of the growing crowds before finally punching the base of the colts horn to disrupt his magic flow. Before he could land another hit on the dazed colt a town guard tackled him. He looked at the kid. "You better run kid. Try Canterlot a small black magic shop."

The colt glared at him and ran evading the town guard before hitting the edge of town.

Broken Shell smiled as he watched the colt run before being knocked out by the guards.