Rags To Riches

Misfits Night Two

The events of last night were fresh in my brain and matched my light bruises. The loft was warm and everything was as I left it. The bat was chucked in a corner its new battle scares will definitely not be its last. My movements are slow but the soreness was fading as I moved about. It had been about 20 minutes since I woke up to Apple jack and Twilight arguing about how to tell Luna I had possibly died, I guess they didn't think of checking pulse and went off me not moving. I looked out of the barn window while twirling the freshly picked up bat in my hand.

Apple jacks voice could be herd in the lower barn, "Sun your diner or should I say breakfast is ready." I rushed down the ladder and into the house coming to rest at the table of food.

"Sun I want a report on what happened last night." I looked up from my food to talk to Twilight correctly.

"To put it in simple terms I went around beating up thugs, until I followed a thug into a little building they occupied and took them all out, except a unicorn."

"You sure stirred up the town Sun, the amount of arrests will definitely get their attention."

"I just want this problem dealt with and done as soon as possible."

Apple Jack came in from the kitchen carrying more food, " As long as they will be gone soon no one will complain." I gave a big smile before returning to my feast.

"I honestly don't think this will take more than a couple days." I grinned somewhat letting the previous nights success get the best of me.

Twilight looked at me with a mixture of gratitude and caution, "You should be proud of what you accomplished so far but don't get too ahead of yourself." I continued to smile.

"I'm fine there's nothing to worry about." Both of the mares shook their heads as they left me to talk amongst themselves.

Midnight

The cool air once again called to me. Standing fully armored bat In hand I begin the hunt for the second time. Like the previous night the dim lights of Ponyville were my target as I ran through the apple trees.

The streets were even more desolate than last night. I wonder if they seriously left the town over last night. Yelling from down the street cut my internal monologue short. My feet propelled me forward, two ponies came in to sight one was in a dress the other in jeans and a leather jacket. The back of the jacket read Misfits with a picture of broken toys.

The thug is trying to grab something from the mare in the dress. I'm was still at a sprint, "Hands off the nice mare creep."

Turning towards me the thug gave a twisted grin, "What are you going to do about it human?" I could think of a few things.

Swinging he ducked and sent a punch into my stomach. The force from the thug punch sent me flying back. The street welcomed my tumbling body with open arms. Pulling myself from the street I can feel a fire burning in my blood. It was a nice hit for a thug but it was just that a single punch.

Throwing my hand forward released a lance of fire. The thug took it straight to the chest setting his cloths a blaze. He panicked and began thrashing on the ground to get rid of the fire opening him up to attack. The ground beneath my feet launched me forward. Swinging with all my might my precious bat sent the thug to nap time and broke in two with a snap that echoed through the night.

I just looked at my hands where half of my bat remained, the other half was a complete mystery. Oh shit I forgot about the. The thought died as a shard pain ripped from the back of my neck. Whipping around the pony in the dress stood with a wicked smile a crossed her face and a empty syringe in her hand. Her insane laughter filled the night as my eyes locked me away in sleep.

Who Knows

"Chains can only bind you if you let them." The person who told me that ran away from being a slave and was never herd from again. I remembered this as my eyes opened and revealed I'm currently chained to a wall armorless. The walls distorted into faces. The thundering of my heart couldn't drown out the laughter that seemed to be emitted from every direction. I looked and the many scars that covered my torso and arms were open oozing a black and red substance.

Voices began to fill the air, "Humans have no rights, go crawl back to the mine and die. You can never change anything. You have no one to miss you slag."

"Shut up!" My attempt to yell sounded like a wet wispier as the same blackish substance that had the iron taste of blood filled my mouth. My head rolled from side to side my neck not containing any strength. I could feel the shadows scratch and tear at my skin. It then changed to blows over and over the invisible enemy beat me. While the laughter of the walls attempt to cut their way deeper into my head. My cry's raised from a wispier to a battle cry. I felt the ground shift beneath my feet, the heat of fire , and the crackle of lightning. My shackles burst and I rushed through a half formed door. On the other side was a long hallway of laughing faces some with missing eyes and oozing cuts. There was one way and it was down this hall.

No matter how fast I run the laughing deepens its hooks in my brain. The hall brought me to stairs which took only seconds to get up. I'm almost free of the voices I can feel it. My feet ever so light propelled me forward as the hallway tries to take my sanity. Slamming through a pair of giant doors the screaming in my head stopped but my feet didn't. I ran over a bridge and into a dark Forrest.

The forest was alive, each tree had a wicked smile. No matter were I went the trees were there. I reached an opening, the trees parted and light of a distorted red moon covered the tall black grass. Collapsing my body spazzed I couldn't stop it .My eyes gave out giving me peace. I could hear two voices whispering nonsense as everything went dark.