Beaten, bullied, cursed

Richard walked out of the schools front entrance. The girls following close behind. Richard was laughing like a mad man, and he wasn't walking toward his Harley. He was instead, walking toward his flaming Magna.

"Rich, Rich where are you going?!" Rainbow asked. He sharply turned to Rainbow dash, the grin still on his face.

"Richard, is dead." He said ominously. He got on his Magna, twisted the throttle twice, letting out two roars from the engine. With the third twist he released the clutch, and the bike took off like a bullet down the street. The thing got to thinking 'no way in hell I'm keeping my name Richard. Well what the fuck should my name be?! Danny? Hell no, that sounds like it's been used. Fuck! What should my name be?!' He remembered his previous name, the name he was given by Richard. 'The spirit of vengeance. Huh, vengeance, has a nice ring to it. Maybe that will be my last name, but what about my fucking first name!? I don't know, Michael!? Wait..... Michael..... Michael Vendetta.... I LIKE IT!! HAHAHAHAHA!' The self proclaimed Michael twisted the throttle even more, pushing the bike to its top speed. Just like earlier, a fiery sonic boom went off. The blast shattered windows and lit some trees on fire, it even conveniently lit a guy's cigarette.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! CLEAR THE FUCKING ROAD!!!!! MICHAEL IS HUNGRY!!!!!" Michael yelled. He suddenly shot his gaze to his left, he was feeling something in that direction. He did a small skid on his bike, stoping the bike very quickly. He looked in the direction of the feeling with a puzzled look on his face. He grew a straight face and planted his left heel firmly on the ground. He gave the bike some gas, causing the bike to turn toward the feeling. Michael didn't even stop to realize that he had done his first heel turn, he just gunned it down a small road leading to the forest.

At one point in the forest, Michael went off-road to follow the feeling. He jumped his bike off of a ten foot tall cliff, and he realized that he was passing over the source of the feeling. He landed and did a small donut, he stopped the gas and looked around. What lay before him made him piss off beyond anything comprehensible. There were two teenage girls, no older then Rainbow Dash, beaten up and tied to trees. Around them were six guys with AR-15's, they were all looking at Michael. Michael got off his bike, and pulled out his Chains. They seemed to be glowing brighter then usual, but Michael didn't care. He looked at the one who appeared to be the ring leader. He quickly approached the man with inhuman speed, he was in front of the man in the blink of an eye.

"Hungry." He said in a deep, growling tone. He began to slowly open his mouth, and the man could see fire in the back of Michaels throat. The man appeared to be transfixed of the fire until Michael suddenly snapped his jaws shut. Michael grabbed the man by his throat, and force the man to look into his eyes. The man began to scream as his skin slowly burned away, and his skeleton fell apart. Michael released the man, and he continued to disintegrate on the ground. The other five men began to open fire. Once they realized that the bullets weren't doing anything they panicked, and they tried running off. Unfortunately for them, Michael could use his chains very accurately. He began picking them off one by one until the last one was on his knees begging for mercy.

"Mercy, you want mercy huh?" He pried the mans mouth open. "I'll show you mercy!" He began to vomit liquid metal down the mans throat, torching the mans lungs and stomach while the metal slowly burned its way to his heart. Michael finally stopped when the mans eyes stopped watering in pain. He turned his attention to the two girls, one had a cut on her cheek and the other had a busted lip. They both began to scream, fearing that they may meet the same horrible fate. They how ever, stopped screaming after Michael cut them free and walked away. They sat there confused for a second, they were sure that it was going to kill them. One of the girls spoke up.

"H-hey!" Michael turned to look at them. "C-can you show us the way back to town? We don't know or way out of these woods." She said nervously. Michael just nodded and sat on his bike.

"Follow me." He said. He drove slow as they walked beside him on the side of the road.

"T-thanks for saving us." One of the girls said. Michael just looked at the road ahead and answered.

"No problem." He said flatly.

"I-I'm Leila. this is my friend, Brooklyn. What's your name?" Michael looked at the girl out of the corner of his eye, then looked back at the road.

"Michael Vendetta." He said.

"Oh, well where do you go to school?" Leila asked.

"Canterlot High School." He said.

"Hey, we're transferring to that school this week! We just moved here, Brooklyn lost her parents recently so she's been living with my family. You see-" she seemed hesitant to finish her sentence. "My dad isn't the best of people, so my mother divorced him recently and he started throwing threats around. Things like he would kill us and stuff like that. So we moved to make sure he couldn't do anything, I guess he followed us though." Michaels gaze shot right at her, she had gotten his attention. "Those guys back there, were my dad and his friends. The 'ring leader' as you would call it, was my father. He was always an abusive son of a bitch." She said that last sentence through her clenched teeth.

The lights of a squad car were seen up the road. The girls immediately took notice of this and got excited.

"Looks like my mom called the cops!" Leila said. Michael immediately put his hood up so it would cover his face. The officer approached them.

"What's going on here!?" He asked.

"This man right here save us from my father, you see, he-" Michael took off at full speed down the street and turned a corner, never to be seen by the officer again. "Did, some, weird, stuff, and he killed my dad and his five friends." She finished her sentence.