Escapism and Magicka

by Viber-X

Rating: everyone
Tags: Adventure, Slice of Life, Dark, Alternate Universe
Length: 827

A teenaged colt with a need to escape is thrust out of his home after being caught smoking pot.

Arkin Teal is in the phase of his life where he is no longer a child but not quite an adult yet. For most colts this is a stressful phase, but throw in some serious family problems, a genetic affinity for drug and alcohol abuse, and a wide spectrum of mental disorders that interfere with his ability to trust anypony, fuck him over socially, and just generally make reality a hard place for him. Combine these factors and you get a stoned out pony trying to escape his problems. Finally 4 months before his 17th birthday Arkin's parents caught him smoking pot and kicked him out. and suddenly Arkin went from living a nice life with a hard working middle class family in Ponyville, into the streets of Las Pegasus, to trottingham, to Manehattan, and anywhere else the wind blows him. Little does he know though, that at that very moment a guild of unicorns who practices the forbidden arts is looking for him. Ark doesn't know it yet but Ark was born with a natural affinity for both drug addiction, and the forbidden arts. Is this the end for Equestria? Or a new beginning?

This story will float between perspectives most likely.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2012-05-21 22:10:35 UTC

Chapter 1: Kicked out.

Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, this is bullshit! I can't believe this is happening. I'm grabbing as much of my shit as I can before I go.

"GET OUT, JUST GET OUT. YOU DON'T DESERVE TO LIVE HERE." My mom is yelling at me, almost in tears.

"I didn't fucking plan on it, bitch!" I snap at her.

She's broke into tears and has collapsed on the ground crying and sobbing now. I grab my cigarettes and my weed, whatever money I had left. Shove 3 bottles of cough syrup into my pocket... No two, this one is empty. I tossed it on the ground. I grab my cough gels out of my drawer, grab my phone and my wallet. I grab my gameboy and some clothes and a backpack. I leave.

I'm walking down the street, I'm totally slammed. The cough syrup I was drinking when my mom walked in has hit, not too bad though. Everything i way too big. I don't know where I'll go, but I know where I'm going right now. To 13th Circle, it's basically a small apartment in the back of an alley rented out by a former street kid. All the current street kids like myself gather their, it's basically where kids to buy drinks and drugs, and hang out while their stoned, wasted or slammed. Twilight Sparkle is walking down the other side of the road, The DXM syrup hasn't kicked completely kicked, so I've decided to say hi.

"Hey Twilight!"

"Oh, hey Arkie, how's Apple Bloom?"

"Oh, we broke up last week actually..."

Apple Bloom was girlfriend up until last week when she found out I was taking pills and shit. She flipped shit since she was already worried about me drinking and smoking.

"Awh, that's terrible news Ark! I have some good books about handling break-ups if you want, do you need advice?"

"I don't want to talk about it... Hey tell spike to call my cell sometime, not my house. I'll explain why when he calls me."

"No problem! Well have fun, and stay out of trouble!"

"Yah, no problem."

I start counting my money, 245 bits a one way train ticket to Fillydelphia that expires tomorrow a condom a public transit card, a passport, my PharaC discount points card and a lighter. Not bad, that's just in my wallet, I have an extra 37.46 bits in my pockets. I see the alleyway that 13th circle is in, I'm so close hopefully this DXM can wait to kick until I get to 13th circle. I get to the mouth of the alleyway, nope it can't. I start seeing double, and colors and goemetric patterns everywhere. I slowly make my way to 13th Circle. what should be a 5 minute stroll seems like an hour. I stumble, dissociated as fuck and hallucinating. I hear a voice I recognize.

"Ark, you drunk motherfucker. No, no you're probably on DXM aren't you? Helloooo!?" the voice calls out.

".......... ..  .........  ......... wat?" I slowly say as I process what's being said. It isn't really a question. More of a greeting. It was my beautiful friend Violet Blossom, she also turned 17 soon. 6 months I think.

"Vi! You know how you always talking about getting out of Ponyville, starting a new life in a new town?"

Shes reaching for my hand, oh my god she likes me. Holy fuck she likes me. I can't bele-- She was just reaching for the 3/4 full bottle of DXM in my hand, which I now realize I haven't put down since my mom started flipping shit.

She chugs down the DXM "Yah, what about it?" She says.

"We're going to Fillydelphia." I say.

I'm walking down the street toward the train station. I don't remember leaving 13th circle and my sound and sight are seriously fucked up. I think I see fluttershy. I say hey.

"heydhh fluhhershuhh!"

"My, my. Are you okay? Have you been drinking again Ark?"

"Noaa!"

I throw up all the already metabolized DXM, most of the DXO it converts to in the stomache is in my brain already so it doesn't matter.

"Oh. My goodness! Drink this milk and I'll get you to my cottage and fix you right up."

This sounds really tempting, as a colt I always had a really huge crush on fluttershy. I determine that this is a bad idea.

"Norrr, nooshh. I'm frihn rearruhh!"

Fluttershy starts to say something. But knowing she's really shy I grab her face in my hands and kiss her right on the lips. That should keep her quite for a few hours. And probably in the same spot for a majority of those hours too.

"whar was that abouh?" Violet pushes.

"nohinh." I slur.

We arrive at the train station. I give Vi 45 bits and hand the guy my ticket. I pretty much stare out the train window and hallucinate the whole time.